Bad Boy Fling (Pt. 2)

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Kate kept her arms hugging herself as she looked around and slowly followed Eric into the living room.

The house was slightly messy, as she had least expected, and clothes lay over the carpet.

What was she doing here? She asked herself. She should've just toughed it out and found another way home. She felt slightly betrayed. Her best friend who she had trusted shouldn't have left her.

"So, we've known each other for a day and I've given you a ride somewhere safe. You don't thank me or tell me your name, I believe both are in order."

Kate felt the scowl coming back to her face but could only stand where she was and tighten her arms around herself.

"I just wanted to go home..." She felt nearly on the verge of tears. But no, she wouldn't cry, she couldn't cry.

Not in front of him, not even if he didn't remember her. It would only give him something else to tease her about.

"Look...I'm sorry you have to stay here for the night, but there's no other option. Unless you'd like me to turn you lose and have you walk home in the dark alone."

She sighed deeply to herself and turned, brushing past him. She walked into the kitchen.

"I need a drink."

"Funny how that works. You didn't want one at the bar."

Kate ignored his comment as she swung open the fridge. She wouldn't cry, she told herself as the tears burned her eyes.

She wouldn't cry over a man who didn't remember her, she wouldn't cry over her best friend who had blown her off, she wouldn't cry even because she was overwhelmed.

She took a deep breath as she hid behind the refrigerator door and then took out a beer.

She could do it, couldn't she?

"Can I...just find somewhere to be alone?" She asked softly, her voice sounding desperate even to herself.

Her heart leaped as she saw so many different emotions in his eyes, then watched as he stepped forward.

His large hands covered her upper arms as he grasped onto them. His voice seemed to melt over her skin like butter since beneath was a kindling flame.

"We're alone together right now, isn't that enough to take your mind off things?"

He leaned his head forward until she felt her throat tightening and losing air. He brushed his nose along the underside of her jaw and smiled when he felt her tremble. Her hands were shaking around the glass.

"You want it, don't you? The sweet little girl image you put out isn't enough to convince me."

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." She stammered as she felt his lips gently close over the skin under ear.

"Yes you do. I know you can feel it too, I can see it when I look at you. The way you try to deny it. It's there, there's something about you I haven't quite figured out yet. But I plan to, and know that when I do I'm going to be saying 'I told you so' for the rest of your life."

Kate could barely take the teasing movements of his lips, or the way his tongue had darted out to taste her skin.

It was a moment of weakness, she told herself, and it was the most rational thought she had before her hands had gripped the front of his shirt to pull him closer.

Her breasts ached to be squeezed in between them, and her pussy was wet with anticipation.

She pulled until she had gotten the small ache slightly satisfied and until his mouth was smiling in a mockingly way above her. She crushed her own onto it and soon discovered that she liked the feeling of rough chapped lips against her own soft ones.

She's had sex before, but only once. And it was while she was fifteen, slightly drunk, and under the supervision of her older cousin.

It wouldn't be a big deal, no matter how long she had known Eric, he didn't this wasn't going to be a big deal. In the morning they would go their separate ways and nobody would be hurt.

She stopped thinking when his lips left hers and traveled over the skin of her throat, neck, and top of her chest. They skimmed along her breasts and the had wasted no time in pulling her shirt over her head.

She closed her eyes while he had stopped to appreciate her body. She didn't want to think about anything, the her body was sending signals straight to her pussy and leaving it weeping. She needed salvation.

She ventured back towards the man who had stepped back to appreciate the soft breasts that had been pushing out of the top of her bra.

She pressed her body against his and sighed deeply, erotically.

"Can we just hurry this along?"

Eric smirked and a low chuckle exited his throat as he wrapped his arms around her. Excitement ran through Kate as he picked her up, swing her over his shoulder and only made it to the couch in the living room.

When he began kissing her again, everything was forgotten. The alcohol She had wanted suddenly wasn't the thing she had been craving the most. Eric touching her and being inside her was.

He touch ran along her body, removing clothes as he went and revealing the creamy skin that had his cock hardening into steel.

She was naked, and he wanted to devour her.

His mouth clamped down on breasts, neck, and all desirable skin as he listened to her wines and pleads of more. She cried his name up to the ceiling.

"I'm going to fuck you so hard hard..." A strangled gasp was the only reply that left Kate's lips as he entered her, and afterwards it was only pleads for more.

After a tumble on the couch, the floor, the wall, and the shower, Eric nearly tucked the sleeping girl into his bed. He kissed her temple, stroked her hair and chuckle at where her wallet had fallen out of her discarded skirt on the floor.

Some coins and a dollar had fallen out, so he carefully picked them up, tucked them back inside and stopped when the name on the driver's license caught his attention.

He looked back at the bed, staring, and wondered when his little Kate had grown up to be the sexy naked woman he had been fucking all night.



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