The Rich and Scandalous

By Fantasy_girl21

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Since Leigh Mercer was a child, she had always known about Choice Ball- a ball held in the honor of the young... More

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(1)Choice Ball
(2)Bad Luck
(3)Devil's Dinner
(4)Making Deals
(5)Green Bug
(7)Dangerous News
(8)Seeing Red
(9)Seven Minutes
(10)Sister Dearest
**IMPORTANT**
(11)Hungry Eyes
SHIP!! <3
(12)The Cave
(13)Saddle up
(14)New Starts
(15)The Serenade
(16)Candid Camera
(17)Elevator Time
(18) Playing Court
(19)Vexed Souls
Wattys
(20)Cold Hearted
(21)Cruel Intentions
(22)Birthday Suit
(23)Vegas Drama
(24)How Scandalous [Part 1]
(25)How Scandalous [Part 2]
(26)Lights Out
(27)Blissful Chaos
(28)Final Report

(6)Brilliant Plan

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By Fantasy_girl21

Hey guys here is chappie six^.^ I don't think it will be that long, but we'll see!

THERE WILL BE EXPLICIT THINGS IN THIS CHAPTER. YOU HAVE BEEN BOLDLY WARNED.

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 Brilliant Plan


The car ride back to the McFarroll mansion was rather dull and quiet. Leigh's nerves were on end, and she figured that Jason could sense her anxiety because he didn't force a conversation on her. Her brain was hurting from trying to figure out how exactly he would help her with her assignment, although something told her that he was a hands on type of person. There was no doubt in her mind that he was going to try to sleep with her, and no matter how much her body wanted that to happen - her mind told her otherwise.

It wasn't even the fact that she didn't want to sleep with him or give in to him; she just didn't want the disappointment. She didn't want him to be like Eli, her last boyfriend, and only toy with her long enough to reach his climax and leave her high and dry. She knew that if Jason were to do that, she would never be able to change her views about sex being overrated. Yet, as she thought of this, her brain began to conjure up a massive plan to eliminate the little measly crush she had on the man across from her.

She was sure that it was only lust she was feeling, and if she were to have a horrible experience with him - such as bad sexual intercourse - then she knew she would be able to get him out her head. The plan was brilliant, and even though the idea of giving into him made her stomach feel slightly sick, she couldn't pass the chance to eliminate the minor feelings she felt for him. After all, her feelings for him -whatever they were - would get her nowhere. As soon as he got the rest of his trust fund, they would call the wedding off and Jason would be happy with his money, and she? Somewhere in the corner heartbroken. 

Leigh shook her head, forbidding the thoughts from ever invading her mind again. She couldn't afford to have her lustful feelings for her fake fiancé grow into anything more than what they already were. When it came to playing a game with the McFarroll's, the other component never won.

"Are you okay?" Jason's voice filled the quiet limo, making Leigh slightly jump from being brought out of her thoughts. She looked over to him, observing the way his own eyes were observing her. She couldn't help but to wonder why he had chosen to sit all the way across from her. On the ride to the restaurant, he had made sure to sit beside her with his large arm propped over her shoulder.

"I'm fine," she said after a slight pause, bringing her hands into her lap to fidget with one another. Jason leaned forward, taking her small hands into his rather large ones as he peered into her eyes.

"Hey," he began his voice low and soft as he spoke to her, "we don't have to do anything tonight if you don't want to." His words took Leigh by surprise. This was the most sincerity she had ever got out of him sense she had met him, and a part of her wanted to take the offer and run, while the other half just wanted to get on with it. She wanted to prove that sex was overrated and her views towards Jason were clouded with lust.

"I'm fine, Jason," she repeated, giving him a coy smile. "I was just lost in my thoughts." Jason gave her a hesitant look before sitting back into his seat and nodding at her.

"If you're sure-"

"Positive," she spoke before he could fully finish his sentence. She didn't need him going soft on her now. Leigh could admit that they did have a good dinner date and that -aside from the fawning females- she had a good time. And, that was all the more reason for her to realize that her lust was clouding her judgment. She was warming up to him, and that wasn't okay.

Not at all.

The limo came to a halt, and Leigh noticed that they were at home. She had been trying to keep an optimistic view point of the McFarroll mansion. After all, it was now her home. Yet, it didn't feel like a home. When she walked through the doors, she didn't smell her mother's sweet spices from a day of baking. She didn't hear the television echoing throughout the house displaying a great debate like her father would have it. There was no annoyance such as her little brother as he would run all over the house in frenzy motions, and there was no Nora to constantly insult her presence. No, all there was in the McFarroll mansion was eerie silence. The place was big enough for a whole football team's family to live there and not have to run into each other once. And even though it was well decorated and nice, it did become lonesome; especially, when Jason was gone for an entire week.

"After you," Jason said, his voice cutting through the awkward silence rather abruptly. He opened the door and motioned for her to exit. Hesitantly, she crossed over him and got out of the limo. His firm hand went to the small of Leigh's back to help her out, and she couldn't help but to take in a shallow breath. She was clearly psyching herself out about the whole situation. She didn't know what was to come when they entered the mansion and went into the confinements of their room, and it scared her shitless.

She tried not to look at him as he got out of the car. Leigh had to admit that he wasn't exactly making it easy for her to not develop feelings for him. If she had to be honest, she would say that he was one of the most attractive men she had ever seen, and it seemed as if his good looks just came naturally. She followed him into the house, her eyes raking his body and how his jeans would get tighter in all of the right places with every single step he took. Even though he was wearing a tux, it was evident that he had nice arms. His shoulders were broad and prominent. His arse was lifted and firm.

Oh yeah, she had it real bad.

She was so lost in the way his muscles clenched with every step, that she didn't even realize that she was now walking out of the elevator and coming face to face with their room. A small gasp left her mouth as she took the scene in. Jason's room was already impressive -especially with all of the nice decor- but, it seemed to be flawless now. The lights were off, with candles lining the shelves on the wall and the nightstand. Her nose inhaled and she could smell the tropical stench of Hawaiian breeze. Music was what she heard next, and she couldn't help but smile. It was clear that Jason had tried to make this moment romantic, and he was good. The voice of the singer Adam Levine flowed through the home speakers.

She was surprised that he actually knew that that was one of her favorite singers without her telling him. Of course, he knew she wasn't a fan of classical music, so it was good that she was hearing Adam Levine rather than the ladder. Leigh took note of the messy bed, from when she didn't make it up this morning. She was glad that Jason hadn't bothered to make up the bed. The moment seemed more real with the fabricated covers peeled back, and the bed seemed more alluring than ever. What she did find odd was that instead of scattered flower pedals, there were tiny strips of leather. She had to assume that they once were on a whip, but was torn off for this specific reason.

It was then when the realization had hit her. This was really happening. She was really about to have some sort of intercourse with Jason McFarroll.

"Is everything to your liking?" Jason asked. She turned towards him and noticed that he was slowly taking off his tuxedo jacket. She wanted to gush and exclaim how perfect the room turned out, but instead she nodded her head in a subtle way.

"It's impressive," she managed to say, her voice sounding calm and cool; which was completely the opposite of how she actually felt. The corners of his lips tugged upwards as he gazed at her. He was keeping his distance, which was strange to Leigh. She was wondering what was taking him so long. By now, if she was in the exact same situation with her ex, he would have been jumped her bones.

"Well, let's begin the lesson," Jason stated carefully, his smoldering eyes taking in every expression of Leigh's face. She nodded at him. "Like I said before, the things leading up to sex can have a vital influence on whether or not the intercourse will be successful." He circled around her slowly, his voice sounding deep and deliberate. She couldn't help but to swallow hard. Her throat was feeling dry, and he was beginning to make her feel like a prey in the presence of a predator. Their eyes met and never left each other.

Leigh began to feel a stir in the depths of her stomach. It burned, and throbbed with an inferno like no other. She wanted to reposition herself, to force the feeling to die down, but she couldn't tear her gaze from Jason. Not even for a split second. It was as if she was seeing a different side of him, a side that she found exceedingly titillating. "Eye contact is extremely important," he continued, his voice sounding light and tempting. "Do you know why?" His random question threw her off. For once in her life, she was speechless. Her brain was too focused on trying to stop her body from becoming too aroused; that it had forgot to think. "Because, the eyes hold secrets that not even the person they belong to might know," he continued, as if knowing how unable she was to speak.

He was closer now, his fingertips brushing against the bare skin that the skimpy dress left exposed. With every word that escaped his mouth, Leigh found herself getting even more turned on. She was sure that once her panties were removed, she would send a hurricane spiraling out of the room and washing down the McFarroll mansion. This wasn't supposed to be happening. She wasn't supposed to be getting so aroused at this point, and they hadn't even started intercourse yet. She felt lightheaded, weak. A part of her wanted to faint, while the other part would clearly rather stay conscious and ride Jason until tomorrow.

Oh, boy.

"Do you know what secrets your eyes are telling me right now?" He asked. He was right in front of her now, gently stroking her chin and forcing her to look up at him. Her mouth fell open, desperately trying to speak. Her defenses were trying to fight their way to the surface so they could tell him to piss off, but they failed. She shook her head as an answer, not trusting her mouth to utter a word. "That you want me way more than you think." His lips were pressed against hers before she even had time to process his words. His hands were traveling up her sides, and to the back of her neck while bringing her closer.

Leigh's eyes were wide as saucers. She hadn't expected for him to kiss her, and she surely didn't expect for it to feel as good as it did. His lips were soft and moist against hers. They moved in a skillful way that had her knees buckling. He gave her bottom lip a light nip and she moaned her mouth falling open just long enough for his tongue to slip into her mouth. The feel of his tongue against hers was electrifying. She found herself entangling her arms around his neck and tugging at his tousled hair. He reacted to her willingness but grabbing her arse and lifting her so that her legs could wrap around his torso.

He walked her to the bed, breaking the kiss by throwing her down. They were both breathing rapidly, and Jason could see the cloudy fog of pent up sexual frustration in Leigh's eyes. His hands were anxious, they rubbed every inch of her body, stopping at the start of her dress and ripping it off completely. "I thought you liked that dress?" Leigh said, her voice raspy. She had found her voice, but she knew that it wouldn't stay for long.

"I like it a hell of a lot more off," was Jason's reply. He dipped down low, trailing kisses over her bare stomach. She was beautiful and her body was unbelievable. He had known that she would be pleasing to the eye, but he had no idea she would make him get the arousal of his life. He could barely stand straight, and his hard on was pressing uncomfortably against his slacks. His slid his tongue in between her breast, making her arch her back a little and give out a soft moan. It was music to his ears.

He grabbed her legs and ripped them apart, taking in her lace panties. Leigh felt her cheeks go hot, and she tried to force her legs to close. Jason gave her a firm look before opening them back up. "But-" Leigh began to protest. She was certainly very nervous and embarrassed.

"Do you trust me?" he asked, gazing into her eyes. There were many witty remarks that flooded through Leigh's head at the question, yet none seemed to be true at the moment.

"Yes," she finally said, giving up on her struggle to overpower him.

"Yes, what?" his voice was strong, and louder. Leigh's mouth clamped shut. His tone triggered something in her, and she went with it.

"Yes, sir." Her words even surprised herself. She didn't know why she had said the term, but as she watched Jason slide her panties off, she was taken back to one of her prior dreams. She had said the same thing in the dream, and she didn't know if the same thing was happening now, or a misunderstanding. This was real, and so much better than a dream.

She let out a small moan as his tongue pressed against her pearl brought her out of her thoughts. Her head tilted back, enjoying the way his tongue flickered over a sensitive spot. She had never felt something so amazing before in her life. It seemed as if Jason knew every spot to lick. His tongue sucked up all of her juices and made her stomach leap with excitement.

She bit her lip to suppress the moans; she didn't want to be too loud. Even though it was a big place, she still didn't want any of the maids to walk by and hear what Jason was doing to her. "Scream," Jason said against her, the heat from his breath against her core made her shiver. She bit her lip harder. He was insane if he thought that she was going to scream. "Scream," he repeated, his hand coming up to squeeze her breast rather aggressively. She let out a surprised yelp.

His tongue was going faster against her and she couldn't seem to think at all. Her back arched as she squeezed the covers forming around her body. She didn't know what was going on, but the faster he licked, the more her body responded. She had begun to shake, her body swaying violently before a chorus of screams were leaving her mouth. Her stomach exploded and her body fell flat against the bed, her breathing coming out harsh.

She had never felt something so satisfying. It felt as if her shoulders became light and all of her worries were washed away. Her body had never reacted that way with any man before. Jason strayed away from her legs and hovered on top of her, giving her lips a peck. It was something about tasting herself on his lips that made her feel even more aroused than before. He stepped away from her and started walking to the bathroom. "Where are you going?" she asked slightly confused, forcing herself up.

"To take a shower."

"But,-" she stammered, "Aren't we going to, you know, do it." Jason let out an amused chuckle before shaking his head.

"The deal was to help you with your assignment, not pleasure myself," he explained with a smile. "Although I did enjoy helping you."

"Well, what about that?" she asked as she pointed to the protruding area poking against his pants. Leigh blushed, not knowing what to say in a situation like this.

"It's nothing a cold shower won't fix," he began, "care to join me, my dearest fiancé?" Her first response was to say no right away, but what was the point in that. He had already seen her naked; hell he had licked her most sacred bodily area until she climaxed all over his mouth. How more invasive could it get?

"I'll be right there," she said, watching him as he nodded his head and went into the restroom. Leigh ran her fingers through her tangled hair. This was not going accordingly. Her brilliant plan to have bad sex with him was ruined, and even worse, she loved the way he made her body feel.

Hell, she even wanted to feel that way again. She got up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom with only one thing on her mind.

She was screwed.

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Ello my lovlies! I just wanted to get an update out. Sorry for being late, I've just been trying to get some things together with nano!! I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Yes 3076 words of intimacy between Jason and Leigh lol.

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