Boys and Girls, Part II: Prince Charming

Chapter 8 – Sweet Ecstasy

Stephanie had told Jacy everything. Jacy had taken the news in an eerily calm manner. Two seconds later, Stephanie had to pull Jacy out of the driver’s side because she had threatened to drive back to Jack’s house and light the damn thing on fire.

After getting a promise out of Jacy not to repeat the news to Delaney, Stephanie had spent the weekend contemplating how she was going to work up the nerve to apologize to Joe. Stephanie wasn’t much for apologizing in the first place, but she had screwed up royally, and it really was the right thing to do at this point.

The need to apologize was eating away at Stephanie so badly that she needed to call Jason again in order to get Joe’s address. She had lied and said that she and Joe needed to make arrangements for another double date with Jack and his cousin.

Ha.

Stephanie had carefully planned out her apology all of Saturday. On Sunday, she had rehearsed from eight in the morning through the entire afternoon. It was six in the evening now, and Stephanie was tempted to call it a night and just apologize to Joe sometime during the regular week.

But she knew if she didn’t do it now, she would never do it.

So, little Miss Stephanie Kaelin stuffed her note cards into her pocket, mustered up all of her courage and departed for 1100 Halloway Dr., Apt. 5B.

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Joe was listening to My Chemical Romance and studying some of his defensive plays in preparation for training camp when someone knocked on his door. He shut off the music and walked to the front door to open it.

It was Stephanie. She was looking particularly cute in a white tank top, a pink terry cloth skirt, and simple white flip-flops. Her wavy, blonde hair was tied back into a sleek ponytail. But as pretty as she looked, Joe wasn’t all that happy to see her.

“What?” he asked gruffly.

Stephanie opened her mouth to speak, but for once, no words came out. She absentmindedly dug into the pockets of her skirt and pulled out several note cards. Joe leaned against the door impatiently as Stephanie began shuffling through her cards. She was aware of his impatience, and it seemed to make her more nervous.

Finally, she must have gotten the cards into some kind of order. She began reciting from them.

“Sometimes,” she began, clearing her throat. “human beings are prone to the very human follies of prejudgment, haste, and stubbornness.” Her eyebrows furrowed in deep thought as she continued. “In such circumstances, it is important to realize that the wronged…wait, let me start over.”

She cleared her throat again, and Joe rolled his eyes. “Sometimes…h-human beings are – godammit! I put these in order before I left!”

Joe grabbed the cards out of Stephanie’s hands. “Why are you here?”

Stephanie shrank back before eking out, “I wanted to apologize.”

“For what?” he gritted through his teeth.

“For…for…

Joe exhaled impatiently.

Stephanie lifted her head and tried to appear as dignified as possible. “For not believing you about Jack. I…I caught him with Tanya, and…uh, it was more than a little rubbing under the table.”

Joe’s expression grew concerned all of a sudden. “Goddamn.”

“So…I guess to keep a long story short…I’m sorry.” Stephanie let out a sigh of relief before slowly turning, and then, retreating toward the stairwell.

“Steph,” Joe called out after her.

She stopped and turned around. “Yeah?”

Joe sighed. “D’you want to talk about it.”

Stephanie hesitated. She wanted to but wasn’t sure it would be a good idea.

“I’m all ears, Stephanie,” Joe reassured her.

And that was all it took for Stephanie to confide in her newly reestablished friend.

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“Do you want me to punch his face in?” Joe asked Stephanie.

“Aggravated assault…” Stephanie began, “not exactly the best start to a career in law, Joe.”

“Just being a good friend,” he responded, digging his spoon into the vat of Edy’s vanilla ice cream that had been in his freezer. He offered some to Steph.

“No thanks,” she answered, eyeing the ice cream hungrily.

“What, are you on a diet?” Joe teased, as he took a loaded spoon into his own mouth.

Stephanie shook her head and rested her chin in the palms of her hands as she watched Joe eat. He seemed to sense how much she wanted a bite of the ice cream and continued taunting her.

“Mmmm. This is some good ice cream.”

“Stop it,” Stephanie ordered
.
“I’ve never tasted ice cream this good,” he continued.

Stephanie raised her head and opened her mouth to say something when Joe slid a spoonful of the ice cream past her lips. Stephanie’s eyes widened in surprise but soon closed in ecstasy as her mouth instinctively closed around the cold treat.

Joe smiled at Stephanie’s reaction, but as he pulled the cold metal spoon from Stephanie’s mouth, a different emotion took over him completely. He had never seen anyone – anything – as beautiful as Stephanie Kaelin at that very moment. Joe loved the idea that he had been able to give Stephanie something that had made her appear as blissful as she did just then.

As the cleaned metal was pulled from Stephanie’s mouth little by little, Stephanie’s eyes gradually opened. Joe was staring intently at her as the spoon stalled in mid-air. She appeared uncomfortable at Joe’s sudden scrutiny and instinctively brought her hand up to her mouth. “What? I’ve got something on my face, don’t I?” She hastily got up from her seat at Joe’s small dining area and began moving toward the washroom, when the sound of a dropped metal spoon echoed throughout Joe’s apartment and a strong hand clasped around her small arm and pulled her back.

Stephanie tried to pull away, but Joe rose abruptly. At his full height, he clearly had an advantage over her. She appeared mesmerized by Joe’s sudden actions. “Joe, what are you –

Her question was cut off abruptly by a hard kiss. Joe had to bend his head over considerably in order to make the kiss work, but work it did. His mouth hit Stephanie’s greedily – aggressively – and little Stephanie was confused beyond words.

“Joe,” she moaned out in a mumble as he continued to kiss her fiercely, “what are you do –

“Just let me do this, Steph,” he cut her off breathily, pulling back for only a second.

His mouth came over hers again, and this time, he moved his tongue through her lips. Stephanie accepted the intrusion almost willingly, and Joe’s actions elicited a brief moan from her. Joe’s hands instinctively moved to Stephanie’s soft, wavy hair. He pulled on her ponytail holder until it released its firm grip around her hair. Flaxen waves fell in all directions.

Because Joe’s neck was getting strained, he gripped Stephanie’s thighs in his large, strong hands and picked her up. Her skinny, shorter legs instinctively wrapped around Joe’s lower half, while her arms circled his neck.

Joe could taste vanilla ice cream on Stephanie’s lips. It made him insatiable, and he consequently made the kiss harder, more passionate, and simply…

Hotter.

Joe’s breathing became heavier, while Stephanie’s grew faster. She pulled back abruptly. “J-Joe,” she gasped out, “maybe we…shouldn’t –

Joe shook his head in protest. “No, this is good, Steph. We should do this.” Joe immediately placed his mouth over hers again, and Stephanie moaned. Still gripping Stephanie by her thighs, Joe stumbled into his bedroom. He nearly walked into the lamp at the head of his desk due to his urgency. He leaned forward, placing Stephanie on his bed, before stepping back and pulling on the back of his shirt collar. Stephanie just stared as he began taking his shirt off.

Joe flashed his golden pectorals and strong abs once again for Stephanie. The look on her face indicated that she wasn’t disappointed. He then began to undo his jeans. He had gone as far as unzipping them, when he remembered to look for condoms. He walked over to his dresser with his pants undone and pulled a box of Trojans from the top drawer.

“Can’t forget these, can we?” Joe asked seductively as he walked back over to Stephanie.

She gulped and shook her head. Joe felt the inevitable swelling of a hard-on as he pulled a condom out of the box. He threw the box onto his desk. Stephanie sat on the edge of the bed – looking wide-eyed and oh-so-adorable to Joe. Joe tossed the condom onto the bed and stopped directly in front of Stephanie so that the unzipped fly of his pants was staring directly in front of her face. Because he hadn’t been wearing anything underneath his pants, Stephanie was pretty much getting a full view of the family jewels. Her chartreuse green eyes drifted upwards until they met his dark brown eyes. Joe’s intense gaze and the tent in his jeans pretty much spelled out to Stephanie what he wanted.

And yet, she didn’t move.

Joe was seriously perturbed by this. He hoped that he didn’t have to vocalize what he was looking for because the situation was embarrassing enough for him right now as it was. After sitting there for what seemed like several minutes – but was probably only thirty seconds – in silence and inaction, Joe finally took Stephanie’s hand and moved it inside of his jeans.

Stephanie gasped. Joe groaned at the sudden contact between Stephanie’s soft, small fingers and his own hardened dick. “Fuck.”

Stephanie pulled back apologetically. “I’m sorry.”

Joe grabbed her hand again and encircled it around his swollen cock. “Don’t be, sweetheart. Keep doing what you’re doing. It feels really nice,” he reassured her in a low voice.

As Joe dropped his hand, Stephanie began to caress Joe’s rapidly stiffening dick on her own, and she heard a deep groan from deep in his throat. This time, Joe’s reaction emboldened her. She pulled Joe’s jeans further down until they pooled around his ankles. She was now looking directly at what she was doing to Joe at that moment, and the vision simultaneously surprised and excited her.

Apparently, Joe was getting excited too. He abruptly moved out of Stephanie’s grasp – his erection bobbing up and down – and proceeded to remove Stephanie’s top. He was a man on a mission and he had her white tank pulled off in mere seconds. He pushed Stephanie onto her back and pulled her pink skirt off. Now, she was on her back in her simple white panties and white bra with lace trimming, but that didn’t last too long. Joe gripped the hook on the front of Stephanie’s bra and pulled so that her small breasts became exposed.

He let out a long breath. “Goddamn, Stephanie.”

Stephanie relished Joe’s obvious pleasure. When he bent over and closed his mouth around one of her breasts, she was taken completely unaware. She gasped as he suckled on her tiny breasts. She ran a slow hand through his teased, short brown hair. Joe gave Stephanie’s nipple a quick flick of his tongue, causing her to buck in pleasure before he moved onto her other breast. He gave it the same treatment and Stephanie let out a harsh breath of shock.

Suddenly, the heat of Joe’s body was removed. She heard a rustling as he tore the condom wrapper open with his mouth. He pulled the greasy condom out before sheathing it over his still-hard cock. Then, Joe climbed over Stephanie again.

“Hate to cut the foreplay short, babe, but as you can see…” he indicated the urgent state of his cock, “…I’m in a lot of pain here.”

Stephanie nodded in understanding. Joe moved his hands lower and pulled off Stephanie’s panties, flinging them haphazardly over the side of the bed. Then, his fingers returned to lightly graze Stephanie’s soft folds. She closed her eyes to savor the warmth of Joe’s touch.

“How is that Stephanie?”

“It feels good,” Stephanie responded in a bewildered whisper.

Joe grinned at that before positioning himself in front of her moist entrance. He brought one hand up to her face and playfully stroked her cheek. He kept his dark brown eyes fixed on her green ones while he slowly pushed his cock into her slick cunt.

Stephanie’s breathing grew faster as she felt the pressure from Joe’s large dick pushing through. When he had finally pushed all of himself – and there was a lot there – into her, Stephanie let out a loud gasp.

“Oh my God!”

Joe stilled for a moment. Shit. He’d been with many girls before Stephanie and not one of them felt as tight as she did. That was because not one of them had been a virgin like Stephanie was. A part of him thought to stop. Maybe she wasn’t ready for this.

“Joe? What’s wrong?” Stephanie asked, looking concerned.

Joe looked at Stephanie – he looked at her really closely. She looked so beautiful with that look of surprise intermingled with awe and desire. How could one girl seem so innocent and be so enticing at the same time? Joe was pretty sure that he was screwed one way or another, and as his head told him to pull out of Stephanie and throw his clothes back on…his dick had some pretty different ideas.

Joe’s breaths grew quicker as he pulled himself back out and in again. He pushed himself through her slick barrier again, only to pull himself out once more. Joe continued pushing himself in and out, making each subsequent thrust both harder and faster. He punctuated his thrusts with loud, masculine grunts. Stephanie gasped at Joe’s sudden aggression; it wasn’t frightening – just much different than the laid-back Joe she was accustomed to.

After what was only a few minutes, Stephanie came. She gasped in response to her very first orgasm, and Joe smiled; at least he’d managed not to fuck up Stephanie’s first time. After three more hard thrusts, Joe was ready to come himself. He allowed himself to stay inside of her as he emptied his hot seed into the condom. Exhausted, Joe fell on top of Stephanie, unable to recognize that his 240-lb body was probably crushing her smaller form. But it didn’t seem like Stephanie cared much either. She ran her hands through Joe’s now-rumpled dark hair as he continued to breathe heavily over her.

“Joe?” Stephanie asked. “What are you thinking?”

Joe didn’t answer for several seconds, which worried Stephanie. She feared that he’d possibly fallen asleep already. But that wasn’t the case. He was still awake – still coherent – despite the mind-numbing sex he’d just had with her. He was thinking something, as it turned out.

“This Jack Whittaker’s a fucking idiot,” he stated not-so-eloquently into her ear as he lay on top of her.

Stephanie smiled.

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A/N: Phew! I’m wiping the sweat from my brows right about now.