..::Veronica Poppy & Noah::..

He lead her to the bedroom and he took off her clothes. She did the same. None of the two said a word.

He kissed her again. He wanted her like he never wanted anybody else. Noah wanted to make her his, such as in his dream. The same fucking dream which haunted him for days.

She wanted him to. She realized to like him more than she expected. She was falling in love with him. She needed his touch on her skin, she needed to feel him inside her.

She excited him like no one before. Poppy wanted him to take her, and he did.

He was avid of her, he needed to taste her, to make her his over and over again. She gasped and cried of pleasure when he enjoyed her with his tongue. 
She loved him, she fucking loved him.

P. - Oh Noah... - she panted - Please don’t stop. - she needed him.
N. - I won’t. You’re mine! - he whispered reaching her vagina with his fingers.
P. - Yesss, I’m yours Noah. - she gasped, her heart increased its beat.

P. - Noah... -
N. - Uh? - he kept kiss her neck.
P. - Promise me that this isn't the last time... - she seemed to be ashamed.
N. - It won’t. - he didn’t know why he said so, but he knew it was true.

Sometime later...

After what they’ve done, Poppy fell asleep in his arms while Noah couldn’t sleep. “What have I done?” he thought. He felt guilty and he really was. He was cheating on Veronica. How could he did it? Veronica deserved something better than this. He was ashamed of himself. At the same, though, he enjoyed the sex with Poppy, he liked her and maybe he felt something more for her.