Chapter 77 Freshman & School belle 2

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As Noah lay there, still basking in the afterglow of his second orgasm, his mind raced with a whirlwind of thoughts. 'What just happened?' he wondered dazedly. 'How did I end up here, in bed with Sophie Reign?' He replayed the events of the evening in his head, trying to pinpoint the exact moment things had taken this turn. Had it been the drink she'd given him at the club? No, he didn't think so. He'd felt fine, clear-headed. Was she drunk? She certainly didn't seem it. Her movements had been precise, purposeful. Almost as if she'd planned this. The thought sent a jolt of unease through him. Sophie was a third-year. An upperclassman. What if word got out that she'd hooked up with a junior? Would it ruin her reputation? Her standing in the academy? But even as he worried about the potential fallout, he couldn't deny how incredible the experience had been. The feeling of her lips wrapped around him, her tongue swirling... He shuddered at the memory, his spent cock twitching against his thigh. 'Focus, Noah,' he scolded himself. 'You can't let this go to your head.' But it was difficult to concentrate when Sophie began to move against him. She shifted her hips, grinding her core against his dick in a way that made him gasp. 'Fuck,' he groaned internally, his hands instinctively coming up to grip her waist. 'Is she trying to kill me?' She rocked against him harder, faster, a low moan escaping her lips. At the same time, she brought one of his hands to her breast, encouraging him to squeeze. Noah obliged, marveling at the weight of her in his palm. Her nipple was hard against his fingers, the peak digging into his skin. Sophie cried out at the contact, her hips jerking erratically against his. "God, yes," she panted. "Play with my tits, Noah." He did as she asked, rolling and pinching the stiff little nubs until she was writhing on top of him. Through it all, he couldn't help but notice the way her eyes flicked between his face and his cock, a knowing glint in their depths. 'Does she think I'm a virgin?' he wondered. 'Am I that obvious?' "Oh fuck, Sophie," he gasped, feeling himself sink deeper into her with each pass. "You feel... fuck, you feel incredible." She leaned down to kiss him then, all tongue and teeth as she devoured his mouth. He could taste himself on her, salty and musky, the flavor making his head spin. They moved together like they were made for each other, their bodies fitting together perfectly. Noah couldn't believe how easily he was matching her pace, thrusting up into her as she ground down on him. It was dirty and filthy and so fucking hot, he thought he might die from the pleasure of it. "Harder," Sophie urged breathlessly, sinking her nails into his shoulders. "Fuck me harder, Noah." He complied eagerly, gripping her hips and pounding into her with short, sharp thrusts. The wet sounds of their coupling filled the room, mixing with their moans and cries. "Fuck, you're so tight," he groaned, feeling her clench around him with each pass. "I'm not going to last long." Sophie just smiled wickedly, sitting up and bouncing on his cock with renewed vigor. "That's the point, baby," she panted. "I want to feel you come inside me." The thought of spilling inside her, filling her up with his seed, nearly undid him. With a hoarse shout, he drove into her one last time, his orgasm hitting him like a freight train. He felt Sophie stiffen above him as he pulsed inside her, her own release crashing over her. She cried out his name, her nails digging into his chest as she rode out the waves of pleasure. When it was over, she collapsed against him, both of them panting and slick with sweat. Noah wrapped his arms around her automatically, marveling at the way their bodies fit together. "Wow," he breathed after a moment, his heart still racing. "That was..." "Incredible," Sophie finished for him, nuzzling into his neck with a satisfied sigh. "I knew you'd be a quick study." Noah just smiled, pressing a kiss to her temple. He knew he should probably be worried about what came next, about the potential fallout from their night together. It was unplanned for him. Felt a little too easy and out of place if he was being honest and using his head right now. Sadly, he wasn't using his head at all. At least not the same head. But in that moment, with Sophie warm and sated in his arms, he couldn't bring himself to care. Because for now, he was exactly where he wanted to be.

Chapter 77 Freshman &amp; School belle 2

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Chapter 77 Freshman & School belle 2