Quietly, gently, he eased his way out from her sleeping bag, and managed to both dress himself fully and fold up the blankets that were supposed to have been his personal bed for the night.
Noelle stirred a little as he extricated himself from her side, and screwed up her face at the sudden loss of his warmth. But as she slowly emerged from slumber, seeing what he was up to, she quickly understood the need to separate.
“What time is it?” she whispered, now squirming inside her sleeping bag to pull on her own clothes.
“Six.”
“Breakfast?”
“Love to.”
There was a cool three hours before the Apple store was due to open – plenty of time to grab something at McDonalds, and Dylan was starving.
But picking up the blankets as Noelle now rolled up her sleeping bag, Dylan actually found himself becoming quite nervous. Would they talk about last night while having breakfast? What if she suddenly came to the conclusion that it had all been a mistake, that now it was light, and she could see him properly, she wasn’t actually attracted to Dylan at all? What if the magic dust wore off, and she saw that he really wasn’t anybody at all, far less worthy of her attentions?
This breakfast could be a first date, or it could be a break-up.
Stepping out of the queue and wandering down through the mall toward the parking lot, they walked without conversation – both of them keeping quiet to avoid waking the people in the line still out for the count.
Then they were around the corner, and quite suddenly he felt Noelle shove him bodily against the outer wall of the Gap, launching herself at him.
How was it that she felt made for embracing him, perfectly sized to fit with him as they kissed? His heart was pounding in his chest as he matched her passion, his cock thickening as her feisty frame pressed against him, her hands squeezing his butt so his manhood was crushed against her body.
“You have to do whatever I want, remember?” she said, breathless, glowing after their kiss.
“Always,” he said, returning her smile, ecstatic about the prospect. “What do you want first?”
She grinned, as though drunk on her new-found power. “Okay,” she said, pausing a moment. “First some breakfast… then we have iPads to buy…”
“Of course! I knew there was a reason I camped out by the Apple store all night!” he joked.
She rolled her eyes at him playfully.
“And then?” he asked her.
“And then we’re going to drive somewhere private, and you’re going to make me come with your sweet lips again,” she said, and he allowed her to put a finger in his mouth, only to find it was coated in her slick, heavenly wetness.
“And then?”
“And then I’m going to roll another condom down that perfect cock of yours, and you’re going to fuck me until at least the end of the summer.”
“At least,” he said, trying not to burst with lust and excitement.