IMPORTANT AUTHOR NOTE:
I Changed the story you guys! It's still got the same-ish plot only it takes place season 4 when Jay and Emma are already fooling around with another behind Alex's back. NO STD ! So start reading all over again! Sorry for any confusion and please review, review, review! : )
She was like a bad addiction.
"Jay." her little voice whispered, "..stop, slow down." she mumbled, but not meaning it.
He ignored her small voice, hating it, like he hated everything else about her as he threw her skinny but tall like frame against the wall, lunging towards her the moment he did and pressed his body against hers, her perfect body, kissing her hard. She whimpered but moaned. You see if Emma really wanted him to slow down, or stop, she'd tell him way more firmly. Nothing shut her up. He knew that best.
"Wait," she murmured, a small hand rising to touch his cheek.
He grabbed it before it reached him, slamming it against the wall. "Don't," he growled.
Emma winced as his words cut into her. She, Emma, wanted him to love her. But he didn't. Instead he hated her, always had. And why wouldn't he? He's been her enemy since she laid eyes on him, she was only fifteen, and he already had a girlfriend. Alex. Who ALSO hated her.
But then, then why was he doing this, with her?
And maybe Emma didn't love him, maybe she just wanted him to love her. To be loved. Or maybe she did love him, and just wanted it to be returned, would you believe her if she said that?
His trong hands grabbed at her shirt, pulling desperately at the material. Something hard rubbed against her stomach and she froze.
Now was her last chance to try and stop. The chances of him stopping without getting mad at her were slim but she knew they still existed. But did she want him to stop? Maybe he would be happy with her if she just let him.
Emma knew she shouldn't of come here, to his home instead of the ravine. At his home, he had his way with her any way he pleased.
Her hands moved to the buttons of his jeans, biting her lower lip nervously but her blonde hair falling around her face as she hung her head to unbutton and his hands pushed her hair back behind her ears and his eyes hungrily stared at her face features, those pink little lips for such a bit talker.
When Emma came back to school this year, the girl had blossomed. She was hot. She was no little Greenpeace anymore.. Put some of even the girls in his grade to shame. She put all the girls to shame at the Ravine. Jay couldn't stand her bangs anymore though, hated that they sometimes covered her eyes. "Grow your hair out." he practically demanded, his fingers caressing through her long blonde hair before he gripped it less than gently and she winced but nodded and looked him back in the eyes just as passionately.
She wanted him. Couldn't he just do it already before she changed her mind? She never thought they'd get past her just giving him head, but then he started having his way with her, and now this. She never imagined giving Jay freakin Hogart her virginity.
He was really good at pleasing her too, even when he mostly just focused on himself, but that was Jay..always so self centered. Of course he'd be good though, he was older, experienced..and fooled around a lot with other girls. Lately though, she knew it was only her behind Alex's back and I know it was REALLY twisted but she was happy there was no other girls, no Amy either. Alex she could handle. Alex she felt, couldn't give Jay what she could.
Jay managed to rip her shirt off and throw it the side before leaning down and trailed kisses down her neck and chest. She was firm, supple and possible a size C now. See? She blossomed. He playfully bit the top of her jugular.
"uh!" Emma tried not to whimper or moan too loud. They stood in his apartment, in his room, and his neighbors could probably hear and that's the last thing Emma wanted, was for anybody to know she, Emma Nelson, was doing this
She always pictured her first time gentle, slow and totally up to her. This was something completely different. Jay was completely different and he was unpredictable.. but intoxicating.
Jay released her suddenly as he dragged his own shirt over his head. Emma ran her hands down his hard stomach.. he was lean but not too built, she didn't like that even though she had dated Sean Cameron. She liked that Jay was fit, minus the smoking.
Emma now stood in her dark blue lacey bra and panties, her straight long blonde hair falling around her shoulders, her bangs across her forehead and hiding her eyes a little as she looked down, unsure now. She didn't even know where to begin...
"Look at me," Jay commanded suddenly.
Emma froze, her eyes flicking up to meet his.
Emma was known for being a strong girl, an independent girl, a loud mouth really with a brain and had the beauty. With Jay though, she felt weak..she didn't know if that was a good or bad thing or an 'I'm inlove' kinda thing. He made her unsure, he was predictable like she was, and he always shocked her with something new. He was witty, manipulative when he wanted to be but charming when he wanted to be too. Really charming.
She stared back into his icy grey eyes that burned into her hazel ones before smoldering her body again and he smirked in satisfaction. Grabbing her roughly into his arms, up against him, he then pushed her back onto his unmade bed, and pushed her legs apart with his body as he leaned over her, crashing his lips against hers again and pushed her mouth open, teasing his tounge against hers.
He ripped down her body, always did, kissing down her hard toned stomach and flicking his tounge around her navel. Emma tossed her head back and moaned, she knew this part..he had started doing this to her a few weeks ago. She felt dirty when he did it, but she liked it. He made her like it. He made her SAY she liked it, screamed even.
As he kissed her stomach one more time, his big hands had wrapped around the sides of her thong and ripped it down before throwing it behind him and held her legs apart. He always had to hold tigher, no matter how many they did this, she still felt shy or something and he had to force them apart, making her cry out more when his mouth found her hot little clit.
"JAY!" she thrashed a little. He loved how she was so sensitive. He loved when she screamed his name.
She panted and moaned, raising her hips to meet his mouth. He held her thighs apart so hard sometimes it left bruises because she tried so hard to close them. She couldn't help it. She finally had enough energy to raise her head back up, watching him watch her as he tortured her between her legs. His mouth, oh dear god his mouth was sin. Fully lipped and looking like it had been carefully drawn by an artist. She didn't know what she liked most about him, he was always gorgeous, but his grin and his smirks always got her head over heels...sometimes literally.
When Jay decided she was wet enough, he was back up on her and she felt his you know, trying to already push between her folds. He pinned her arms over her head, and looked her dead in the eye when he saw her eyes widened. He knew she was scared, but it was alittle too late to stop now. "hold your breath Greenpeace."
She eyed him. Didn't he care he was doing this to his friends ex girl friend? Wouldn't Sean be pissed? Wasn't this too far? ... clearly he didn't care. He just wanted her.
Emma sucked in a shakey breath, but only to prepare herself to really hold it and relax, but he didn't even take a second and he slammed right up into her.
A scream erupted from her throat as he shoved himself into her tightness, breaking through the sheet of virgin skin and he just groaned, pumping back in and out and she tried to beg him to stop but he covered her mouth. It seemed cruel, but after a moment her crying stopped and he whispered sweet nothings into her ear and had at least slowed down just a bit and she started to moan and close her eyes.
It started to feel good.
She moaned too soon, and he took it as cue to pump faster. Emma cried out in both pain and pleasure and her fingers reached up instinctively to claw at his back.
A hand grabbed her wrists, forcing them above her head. Her hips arched into him as ecstasy took over her. A low moan escaped her throat as the pain began to subside slightly. Rough hands gripped her hips, holding them tight as his lean hips smashed into her round curvy ones.
"Fuck you're so beautiful." he whispered almost madly into her ear, like he was mad at her for that.
Why did he hate her so much? ..
Emma panted as she felt sweat begin to form between them where their bodies met, grinding against each other.
His hands grabbed her ass in a rough grip as Jay held her hips up more to take more of his cock and she felt like he was too big, too deep and she screamed about but she felt herself reaching her peak… and by the looks of it, so had Jay. With a loud moan, he came, filling her and exploding and shuddering until he stopped but still shook.
Her legs shook too, her walls vibrating and she trembled until he pulled out and she gave a long moan, lying exhaustingly on her side and curled into a small ball with his sheets around her. There was little blood, but more cum.
She was sure losing her virginity with anybody else wouldn't of been any fucking thing like that.
"don't get comfy." his husky yet cruel voice spoke. But as he said this, his arms pulled her roughly into his body to cuddle. His forehead rested on the back of her neck. "..Alex is coming over soon."
Emma laid there hopelessly in his arms. She wouldn't cry. She wouldn't. They weren't 'a couple', she knew Jay didn't do girlfriends..he couldn't even be faithful to his own right now. If anyone knew Jay best, it was Emma.
Sometimes Emma wondered if he WANTED to get caught, because sometimes he'd even fall asleep like this when Alex was suppose to come over and Emma always had to remind herself to get up and go. But he couldn't WANT to get caught, Alex was his girlfriend. He loved her. He already told Emma he loved her when she had asked him why he cheated. He got so angry and told her love wasn't what she saw in 'fairy tails or chick flicks'...
...but Emma still couldn't help but disagree. She knew he was wrong, love was real, love was out there. She's find it soon.
...and so would he.
With another.
But they had so much to learn. To change.
So I put my faith in something unknown
I'm living on such sweet nothing
But I'm tired of hope with nothing to hold
I'm living on such sweet nothing
And it's hard to learn
And it's hard to love
When you're giving me such sweet nothing
Sweet nothing, sweet nothing
You're giving me such sweet nothing
Uoooh
Uoooh
Uoooh
Sweet nothing
Uoooh
Uoooh
Uoooh
Sweet nothing
[Florence and The Machine- Sweet Nothing]