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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
2,641
Reviews:
5
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Chapter 3
Title: Rival Lovers
Author: eeyore87
Pairing: M/F (No names)
Rating:
~ Overall: R
~ Currently: PG-13
Chapters: 3/?
Summary: Two high school rivals meet up again in the most unlikely of situations.
Author's Notes: This story has/is being Beta'd by a couple of close friends of mine,
but I'm looking for a few more fresh eyes to help weed out all the errors. If you'd like to
Beta for me please email me at sallykins@gmail.com.
Please please please review for me.
Feed the Author, reviews fill my belly (and make for better writing).
Chapter 3
He looked at her in shock, he had been kidding, no way was he going to submit to her,
“Now wait one minute…” She broke him off, “Oh can it, come back to my place and we’ll
see how things play out.” She winked, finishing her drink and turning to John, “Will
you send my car home, this fine man here has offered to drive me” she purred the last
bit, her companion shocked again at her actions, how could she be so bold? They walked
out together, the bouncer giving him a wink and thumbs up when he looked back, escorting
her to his SUV he helped her inside, and taking care to touch every inch of her he
could. She giggled as he got in, “Bold moves, copping a feel of the mildly drunk girl,
how manly.” He didn’t say anything, starting the car, listening to her directions as he
drove to her home. He looked over at her, her skirt exposing more thigh then before, her
cheeks flushed just a bit, “Stop thinking I’m a drunk, I just need a cup of coffee and
then we can get to the good stuff.” She spoke as she faced forward, not bothering to meet
his gaze. He chuckled a bit, forcing her to look at him with questioning eyes, wondering
what the hell was so funny.
He pulled into the open parking space in front of her loft, a cheeky grin plastered on
his lips, “So this is where Miss Sexy lives, very nice.” She nodded to acknowledge his
complement as she slowly stepped out of the large vehicle, much bigger then what she was
used to. He chuckled lightly, reaching out to help her and lead her inside; she unknowingly
leaned against him for support as they entered the elevator, his voice echoing in the
small room as he asked, “What floor, Sweet cheeks?” She purred lightly at the name calling
before leaning over him to press the “3” button, turning slightly as she used her weight
to press him against the cold wall behind him, forcefully meshing their lips together,
tasting a small hint of peach schnapps from his drink. He stood shocked for a moment
before lending himself to the kiss, reaching for her hand and slowly using his size,
strength and sobriety to overpower her and force her against the opposite wall, his larger
hands forcing hers against the cold metal as he pushed his tongue past her lips and into
her drunken mouth, surprised to find no lingering tastes of alcohol on her breath, ‘Maybe
she’s faking it’ he couldn’t help but think.
He thoughts were put to rest as she moaned loudly under him, breaking the kiss for air
as the door opened and she looked out, “I knew you’d be a fight.” Pushing him off her
then grabbing his hand to pull him off the elevator and over to her front door, sliding
the silver key into the lock and turning the knob, ushering him inside. “Feel free to
look around while I make a pot of coffee, I wasn’t kidding about that before, coffee
first then sex.” He shook his head as he walked around the large living room, not
knowing that, only hours before she had been walking around this place in her birthday
suit. He was impressed with her taste and rationed that she had a fairly good high paying
job at what the cost to rent the large loft must be in this growing city.
She walked up behind him, holding out a cup for him, with he attentively accepted, “I’m
not going to poison you or drug you, stop being so paranoid” she laughed, holding her cup
under her nose as she inhaled the sweet aroma then took a small sip, letting the warm
liquid heat her mouth before sending it to meet with the tequila in her stomach. “The
bedroom is down that hallway,” she pointed out, walking behind him as he went to check
it out. He opened the black door, finding a large room furnished with dark wood and painted
a rich red, the four post bed pushed against the back wall, a large comforter covering
black satin sheets, candles strung about inviting a flame to light them and a rather
large chest at the foot of the bed, for a moment he questioned what was inside but when
he moved toward it he heard her let out a soft noise from behind him, and he turned to
face her.
She put down her empty cup, walking over to him and taking his from his hand, slowly
setting it down beside hers, “If I’m correct, now that coffee’s over, it’s time for
amazing mind-blowing sex, where I show you the finer points of letting a woman control
the bedroom.” Her hands moved over his front as she spoke, her fingers lightly working
at the buttons of his shirt as she gently parted the fabric, letting just a sliver of
skin show, her eyes content to watch her fingers work. He smirked as he looked at her,
one hand moving to the small of her back as the other lifted to rest on her shoulder,
pulling her close as he pressed his lips to hers, nibbling lightly against her lower
lip until she opened her mouth slightly, letting him suck her lip between his and
painfully drag his teeth over the sensitive flesh. She hissed out, pushing him away,
“What the hell” she yelled out in anger, he continued to hold her close, not letting
her get away, “I’m not just going to hand over control to you, you have to prove to
me you can handle it” a twisted, almost sadistic smile playing over his face.
She smirked, “If that’s how you want to play, so be it.” Her hands traced up his firm
chest until they hit his shoulders, pushing the dark fabric of his shirt off his body
as she leaned forward, her lips brushing over his collar bone, working a slow path up
his neck as she pushed the fabric down his arms and dropped it into a pile behind him.
His hands moved from her hips to feel the smooth skin of the small of her back,
bunching her top as he massaged her lower back, fighting back small moans at her soft
kisses. Her hands moved to the steadily shrinking space between them, working with the
button of his jeans before the sound of the zipper lowering filled the room, her hands
moved over his hip bones, pushing the heavy denim off before she cupped his ass, giving
a sharp squeeze as his pants fell past her hands and landed in a pool around his ankles.
He hissed loudly, his fingers digging against the skin of her back, his head jerking to
look at her, to find that same smile he had given her earlier mirrored on her lips,
“All’s fair in love and war” she purred out, her words sounding like caramel, thick,
rich, and heavy with meaning. He stared at her for a moment before getting a determined
look in his eye, roughly pulling her shirt up, forcing the black fabric over her head,
taking advantage when it snagged for a moment over her head, leaning forward to capture
her mouth in a passionate kiss, noting in his mind how much easier it was to control her
when she couldn’t move her arms. Once she was free his hands moved to her covered breasts,
kneading the soft mounds in his palms as he leaned in, titling his head down to gently
suck along the upper curve the bra gave her chest, smiling against her tan skin as she
fought against the sounds that vibrated in her throat.
His fingers walked their way down her sides until finding the hem of her skirt, sliding
along the finished edge searching for the zipper, finding it quickly as the familiar
sound echoed in the room once more, the skirt falling to the ground without a sound. He
toed off his shoes before stepping out of the pile around his feet, his lips barely
leaving her vanilla scented skin. She gasped as he picked her up, moving her so she sat
atop the large chest at the end of the bed, his kisses moving quickly down her body, down
her toned legs until he reached her black boots, his fingers nimbly pulling down the zipper
as he kissed the flesh that appeared before him, doing the same with the other foot. “Now
we’re getting some where,” she cooed as he worked his kisses back up her body before
claiming her lips once more. “Baby, we haven’t even started” he rumbled as he crawled over
her, forcing her to lean back, the middle of her back resting against her bed.
He lifted her hips, and guided her back, so she was fully on the bed, his knees just on the
edge as he attacked her neck and chest again. Her hands roamed over his back, shoulders and
neck as he showered her skin in kisses, but he was taken by surprise when she pulled hard
against his hair and rolled the two of them over, her eyes focusing on his as she straddled
his hips, her hands grabbing his wrists and holding them to the bed by his head, “I will be
in control tonight” her voice almost threatening, as she used her leverage to hold him
there. Leaning in she nipped at his jaw before reaching past him for the ties that were
hidden under the pillows. She squealed when he bucked under her, forcing her to lose her
balance and fall on top of him, her leverage gone. He moved on top of her, “Not-ah” mimicking
her stance over him before and forcing her hands together above her head he went for what
she had been trying to get, smirking when he saw what she had hidden. “And just what were
you going to do with this” he mused.
Author: eeyore87
Pairing: M/F (No names)
Rating:
~ Overall: R
~ Currently: PG-13
Chapters: 3/?
Summary: Two high school rivals meet up again in the most unlikely of situations.
Author's Notes: This story has/is being Beta'd by a couple of close friends of mine,
but I'm looking for a few more fresh eyes to help weed out all the errors. If you'd like to
Beta for me please email me at sallykins@gmail.com.
Please please please review for me.
Feed the Author, reviews fill my belly (and make for better writing).
Chapter 3
He looked at her in shock, he had been kidding, no way was he going to submit to her,
“Now wait one minute…” She broke him off, “Oh can it, come back to my place and we’ll
see how things play out.” She winked, finishing her drink and turning to John, “Will
you send my car home, this fine man here has offered to drive me” she purred the last
bit, her companion shocked again at her actions, how could she be so bold? They walked
out together, the bouncer giving him a wink and thumbs up when he looked back, escorting
her to his SUV he helped her inside, and taking care to touch every inch of her he
could. She giggled as he got in, “Bold moves, copping a feel of the mildly drunk girl,
how manly.” He didn’t say anything, starting the car, listening to her directions as he
drove to her home. He looked over at her, her skirt exposing more thigh then before, her
cheeks flushed just a bit, “Stop thinking I’m a drunk, I just need a cup of coffee and
then we can get to the good stuff.” She spoke as she faced forward, not bothering to meet
his gaze. He chuckled a bit, forcing her to look at him with questioning eyes, wondering
what the hell was so funny.
He pulled into the open parking space in front of her loft, a cheeky grin plastered on
his lips, “So this is where Miss Sexy lives, very nice.” She nodded to acknowledge his
complement as she slowly stepped out of the large vehicle, much bigger then what she was
used to. He chuckled lightly, reaching out to help her and lead her inside; she unknowingly
leaned against him for support as they entered the elevator, his voice echoing in the
small room as he asked, “What floor, Sweet cheeks?” She purred lightly at the name calling
before leaning over him to press the “3” button, turning slightly as she used her weight
to press him against the cold wall behind him, forcefully meshing their lips together,
tasting a small hint of peach schnapps from his drink. He stood shocked for a moment
before lending himself to the kiss, reaching for her hand and slowly using his size,
strength and sobriety to overpower her and force her against the opposite wall, his larger
hands forcing hers against the cold metal as he pushed his tongue past her lips and into
her drunken mouth, surprised to find no lingering tastes of alcohol on her breath, ‘Maybe
she’s faking it’ he couldn’t help but think.
He thoughts were put to rest as she moaned loudly under him, breaking the kiss for air
as the door opened and she looked out, “I knew you’d be a fight.” Pushing him off her
then grabbing his hand to pull him off the elevator and over to her front door, sliding
the silver key into the lock and turning the knob, ushering him inside. “Feel free to
look around while I make a pot of coffee, I wasn’t kidding about that before, coffee
first then sex.” He shook his head as he walked around the large living room, not
knowing that, only hours before she had been walking around this place in her birthday
suit. He was impressed with her taste and rationed that she had a fairly good high paying
job at what the cost to rent the large loft must be in this growing city.
She walked up behind him, holding out a cup for him, with he attentively accepted, “I’m
not going to poison you or drug you, stop being so paranoid” she laughed, holding her cup
under her nose as she inhaled the sweet aroma then took a small sip, letting the warm
liquid heat her mouth before sending it to meet with the tequila in her stomach. “The
bedroom is down that hallway,” she pointed out, walking behind him as he went to check
it out. He opened the black door, finding a large room furnished with dark wood and painted
a rich red, the four post bed pushed against the back wall, a large comforter covering
black satin sheets, candles strung about inviting a flame to light them and a rather
large chest at the foot of the bed, for a moment he questioned what was inside but when
he moved toward it he heard her let out a soft noise from behind him, and he turned to
face her.
She put down her empty cup, walking over to him and taking his from his hand, slowly
setting it down beside hers, “If I’m correct, now that coffee’s over, it’s time for
amazing mind-blowing sex, where I show you the finer points of letting a woman control
the bedroom.” Her hands moved over his front as she spoke, her fingers lightly working
at the buttons of his shirt as she gently parted the fabric, letting just a sliver of
skin show, her eyes content to watch her fingers work. He smirked as he looked at her,
one hand moving to the small of her back as the other lifted to rest on her shoulder,
pulling her close as he pressed his lips to hers, nibbling lightly against her lower
lip until she opened her mouth slightly, letting him suck her lip between his and
painfully drag his teeth over the sensitive flesh. She hissed out, pushing him away,
“What the hell” she yelled out in anger, he continued to hold her close, not letting
her get away, “I’m not just going to hand over control to you, you have to prove to
me you can handle it” a twisted, almost sadistic smile playing over his face.
She smirked, “If that’s how you want to play, so be it.” Her hands traced up his firm
chest until they hit his shoulders, pushing the dark fabric of his shirt off his body
as she leaned forward, her lips brushing over his collar bone, working a slow path up
his neck as she pushed the fabric down his arms and dropped it into a pile behind him.
His hands moved from her hips to feel the smooth skin of the small of her back,
bunching her top as he massaged her lower back, fighting back small moans at her soft
kisses. Her hands moved to the steadily shrinking space between them, working with the
button of his jeans before the sound of the zipper lowering filled the room, her hands
moved over his hip bones, pushing the heavy denim off before she cupped his ass, giving
a sharp squeeze as his pants fell past her hands and landed in a pool around his ankles.
He hissed loudly, his fingers digging against the skin of her back, his head jerking to
look at her, to find that same smile he had given her earlier mirrored on her lips,
“All’s fair in love and war” she purred out, her words sounding like caramel, thick,
rich, and heavy with meaning. He stared at her for a moment before getting a determined
look in his eye, roughly pulling her shirt up, forcing the black fabric over her head,
taking advantage when it snagged for a moment over her head, leaning forward to capture
her mouth in a passionate kiss, noting in his mind how much easier it was to control her
when she couldn’t move her arms. Once she was free his hands moved to her covered breasts,
kneading the soft mounds in his palms as he leaned in, titling his head down to gently
suck along the upper curve the bra gave her chest, smiling against her tan skin as she
fought against the sounds that vibrated in her throat.
His fingers walked their way down her sides until finding the hem of her skirt, sliding
along the finished edge searching for the zipper, finding it quickly as the familiar
sound echoed in the room once more, the skirt falling to the ground without a sound. He
toed off his shoes before stepping out of the pile around his feet, his lips barely
leaving her vanilla scented skin. She gasped as he picked her up, moving her so she sat
atop the large chest at the end of the bed, his kisses moving quickly down her body, down
her toned legs until he reached her black boots, his fingers nimbly pulling down the zipper
as he kissed the flesh that appeared before him, doing the same with the other foot. “Now
we’re getting some where,” she cooed as he worked his kisses back up her body before
claiming her lips once more. “Baby, we haven’t even started” he rumbled as he crawled over
her, forcing her to lean back, the middle of her back resting against her bed.
He lifted her hips, and guided her back, so she was fully on the bed, his knees just on the
edge as he attacked her neck and chest again. Her hands roamed over his back, shoulders and
neck as he showered her skin in kisses, but he was taken by surprise when she pulled hard
against his hair and rolled the two of them over, her eyes focusing on his as she straddled
his hips, her hands grabbing his wrists and holding them to the bed by his head, “I will be
in control tonight” her voice almost threatening, as she used her leverage to hold him
there. Leaning in she nipped at his jaw before reaching past him for the ties that were
hidden under the pillows. She squealed when he bucked under her, forcing her to lose her
balance and fall on top of him, her leverage gone. He moved on top of her, “Not-ah” mimicking
her stance over him before and forcing her hands together above her head he went for what
she had been trying to get, smirking when he saw what she had hidden. “And just what were
you going to do with this” he mused.