Author Note: Well I am proud of this story. I have big plans for it. It is mostly already written down as well waiting to be typed up. But I have a request. My grammar is not the best out there so I would like to ask if anyone who reads this and likes it or sees potential in it would be my Angel and Beta read, please…
Summary: Emily belongs to Han in every way from the moment he helps her out. This story will focus on that and also is rated for racism, drug use, and some lemons. This starts off with the movie 'Better Luck Tomorrow' and will travel through to the actual Fast and Furious series.
Emily Harden
Age: 17 for now
Looks: Slender, black curls, emerald green eyes, 5'5
Family: Mom-Bethany Harden (age 39) Dad-Mark Harden (age 40, deceased)
Dating: Brian Stevens
Fav food: Pork chops, hates spaghetti
Fav candy: Reece cups, hates take fives
Fav drink: Sprite, hates diet anything
Vices: drinks, smokes pot
Music: rap, pop, and rock. Hates jazz, heavy metal. Classical
Hates: her small hands and any bug
Chapter one
It was a stupid drunken thing to do. And very possibly the best thing I'd ever done in my life. I was always part of the popular crowd. I had it all on that front. A cheerleading scholarship and a hot football player boyfriend named Brian. I had made myself a perfect bed to lie in. So I didn't know why I decided to go and dig myself a grave instead. I personally blamed hormones.
It had all started sophomore year. Brian hadn't made his move yet but he still snarled like a pit-bull at any guy that came too near to me. Sadly it happened often. I flirted a lot back then.
We all sat at the local café drinking iced teas and water and being generally loud and disrespectful. I was balancing on two legs of my chair and laughing hysterically at something Sarah, my best friend, said. Suddenly Sarah stopped and pointed at my chest.
"A bug. A really big bug is on you."
"It's just a cicada." Stephanie said unconcernedly.
But I was terrified of any bugs, big or small.
"Get it off of me!" I cried.
Still they all just stared at me, Sarah wincing and biting her lips in hesitation.
"No way. What if it bites?"
"Do cicadas bite?" I jumped up and ignored the high squeal of my chair as it slid across the floor and fell over. I slapped at my neck.
The frightened Cicada scrambled away from me and under my halter which made me shriek.
"Oh my god! Get it out, get it out! Brian, help!"
Tiny prickly insect legs scurried along my skin. The bug made a high pitched noise of terror and I felt it begin to flap its wings. Frantically I lifted the hem of my shirt and flapped it around, spinning in circles trying to make it fall out. At this point Sarah rose and tried to grab my hands and stop me. Later I would blame my thinking on pot. Not that I had smoked any yet.
"Oh my god Em, stop it!"
Tears of fear and frustration began to pool in my eyes as I fought her grip. People gathered to watch me but none came to help.
"Brian please!" I moaned.
Bugs hadn't always terrified me. I had always been indifferent to them as a kid. Then my Dad died when I was six in a horrid crash. I remembered my last look of him in his coffin, how he looked like he was just sleeping peacefully. Then I remember his coffin in the ground. I stood there and thought about worms crawling over him, beetles and ants eating him and BAM! A deep and irrational fear of the insects had blossomed in me. It didn't matter what the therapist said. No meds worked on me. Finally my Mom gave up and said I'd have to learn to live with my phobia on my own.
Then Han stepped through the crowd. His hand darted forward and I felt his fingers on my breast. He scooped the bug out and held it like it was a pet, studying me with no emotion.
"Put your top down!" Brian hissed, there suddenly to tug it down and Glare at Han.
Han returned the glare with pure indifference. He tossed the bug away and I jumped back involuntarily. Sarah put an arm around me and rubbed my back. My heart still raced and my breath was labored from the rush of fear.
"Nice show. I'll defiantly be there for the next one too." Virgil grinned.
I blushed from the knowledge I'd flashed everyone in the café. I looked to the ground to hide my humiliation.
"It's okay Sweetie." Sarah soothed.
"A cicada can't hurt you." Daric, Mr. Know-it-all said. "It was probably more scared of you."
Who cared? It didn't change the fact I wouldn't be leaving my room for a week.
"Hey how much for a private show?" Virgil asked as Ben looked at him horrified.
Before Brian and his basketball cronies could react Han grabbed Virgil roughly before slugging him. He toppled over into Ben who steadied him.
I ventured a look up to see Han had stepped closer to move his lips closer to my ear.
"It's okay." He whispered his breath warm and smelling of smoke against my skin. I repressed a shudder. "I was only getting a bug off you so it doesn't count."
After that I watched him closely. I wanted him bad but I was hesitant. Being with him would defiantly make me take a hit to my popularity. Brian had made his move so I went with it. Han couldn't be on my plate of delicacies ever. But it didn't help my infatuation any when he started getting a reputation as an awesome fighter and a supreme lover.
Three months later I was at a party alone which was a rarity. Brian normally followed me to these so I couldn't flirt around and have real fun. Sarah kept the shots coming until I felt happy and defiantly plastered. When I saw Han my heart slowed and I smiled. All the normal walls I had put up were gone and my little voice dulled.
When he saw me walk up he smirked. I gave a passing smile to Ben and Virgil before wrapping my arms around the taller Asians neck. He put his hands on my hips, stroking my exposed hip bones and tanned stomach with his thumbs. Thank God for low slung skirts. I shivered at the touch. With one look Han could arouse me higher than Brian could and his touch was much the same. He studied me as I gave him a flirty and inviting smile.
I pulled away however and turned when I felt a tap on my shoulders. Sarah looked between us and shrugged. She knew my heavy desire to own the Asian for a night. She smiled at me and handed me what was left of the blunt we'd shared on the way over to the party earlier and the lighter.
"Thanks love." I lit it and took a long draw, holding the smoke in my lungs a moment before letting it curl back out my throat.
Sarah nodded. Her attention was claimed again. She nodded to us all before running over to Kevin, her boyfriend. I turned and smiled again at Han.
"Want a hit?"
I didn't wait for a reply. I drew in a deep lungful and leaned forward. He understood what I was doing and pulled me back into his arms. He inhaled the smoke I exhaled into his own lungs. At the end I closed the distance and pressed my lips to his, nipping his bottom lip a bit.
He pulled away first to exhale. He smirked at me and I smiled back. He took a drink of his beer before he tangled a hand in my curls and yanking me forward to meet his mouth again. He tasted of beer and cigarettes and I loved it, wanting more. I pressed against him and ran my hands under his shirt, feeling the muscle and loving how they contracted at my touch.
"You're wasted." He murmured when I moved to play with his zipper. He stopped me from undoing them and gave me a searching look.
"I know what I'm doing." I whispered.
I tried to force my swimming thoughts together. My whole body ached, demanding him. I had craved him for so long.
"Please, Han. I want you so bad it hurts." I whispered in his ear before gently teething it. "I want to feel you in me, owning me…. See, feel."
Not caring his Cousin and Ben were there I took his hand and led it under my skirt to my inner thighs where liquid had pooled, soaking through my panties. From instinct or alcohol I moved against his hand. He groaned and slipped his fingers into the panties, parting my folds to stroke me and make me moan into his ears. My body quivered as he moved slowly.
"Just fuck her man." Virgil laughed a little shakily. "She is so plastered she probably won't even remember it tomorrow."
"Shut the fuck up." Han told him.
He ceased his exploration and I whimpered in protest. I was very conscious of his hand still there. His other hand came to my cheek to force me to look at him. He studied me closely. I let out a breath as I saw the desire in his dark eyes.
Whatever he sought he found because in the next second he pulled his hands from my panties and led me to one of the empty bedrooms.
Lemon scene
Han was on me as soon as he shut the door. His lips savaged mine as he returned his hand to my panties. He pulled away to push them down my legs. I stepped away from them and moved away from him. Locking my eyes to his I crossed my arms to pull my shirt over my head. His breath caught as I stood before him in only my see-through pink and black bra and skirt. I caressed my own breasts and circled the hardened nipples that had pushed through the fabric.
He didn't let me torture him long. He stepped forward and unbuckled the bra, taking both my breasts in his hands, caressing them and causing me to sigh. I moaned when he pinched one, aware he was slowly guiding me to the bed. At his urging I fell back onto the sheets. His weight settled on me and he took a nipple into his warm mouth, tonguing it and biting it. His other hand traced the v between my thighs making me jump.
"Please touch me." I whimpered, hotter than I'd ever been with Brian.
He quickly obliged my request. He ran a finger over my slit, taunting me while my inner lips tried to draw him in. He played havoc on me, pressing his thumb into my clit and rubbing slowly but firmly. I arched off the bed when he finally slipped a finger into me. He thrust it into me and curled it on his way out, repeating the motion over and over again. When he slipped another in me I was close to bursting.
When he felt my muscles tense he stopped all movement and pulled completely away. He pressed my hips back down onto the mattress, smirking at my distress.
"Not yet." He murmured.
He ran his hand up my slender curves and brought his finger to my lips. Knowing what he wanted I parted my lips and gave them a long lick before pulling them into my mouth and tonguing them. I nibbled on the pad of his fingers, tasting myself but under that him.
Brian was more of a straight shooter in the sack. He got me wet and then went for his own gold. But he had never had me this wet and never had me this hot. The girls weren't kidding when they said Han was a pro. He should be doing porn or something.
This was Han. The guy I'd wanted since he'd whispered those words to me three months ago. The guy who I knew now if I let him finish this I'd never forget or deny.
It took me a minute to realize he'd started kissing his way down my body. I hesitated when he placed himself between my legs, nipping the curve of my knee with his teeth. Brian never went down there.
"What are you-"
"Shut up, Em."
He blew hot air against me and I couldn't stop a gasp. He chuckled lightly before kissing my shaved v, running his tongue over it. Then he bent his head more to place a kiss on my clit. When he rolled the nub into his mouth I couldn't even gasp, shocked by the blinding pleasure I felt. Then he went lower, mating his lips with my lower set and slipping his tongue into me. He pushed the organ deep and swirled it around. I started bucking, unable to control it.
He chuckled again and wrapped his hands around my thighs to stop my erratic movements. But I quivered still as he kept alternating between licking me up and down and slipping inside. Finally I couldn't take the heat and pressure anymore and I exploded. Han kept on, licking every drop of my juices that flooded out.
He kissed his way back up my body, suckling my breasts again for a moment before kissing me, our tongues mated wildly. I tasted myself on his tongue and felt guilty. Brian never did that so it had to be wrong or hard, or nasty or something.
I wanted to return the favor. I flipped him over and straddled his hips before bending to bite hard at his neck. He moaned when I began rubbing him through his pants.
"Undress." I told him shakily, still breathless from my first orgasm.
I helped him unbutton his shirt and he sat up to take it off. We kissed again before I shoved him back down. I ran a hand over his chest, studying the difference between him and Brian. Brian was tan and overly muscled. Han was naturally darker than Brian and his muscles weren't over done like his. And he was hairless rather than Brian who looked like a grizzly. But he did have a sexy happy trail that somehow managed to turn me on more. I groaned and bent to taste his skin.
I unbuttoned his jeans while I sucked hard on one of his nipples, raking the other one with my nails. He groaned when I kissed his stomach. He arched his hips up when I began to tug his jeans down and off. No underwear. For some reason even that was sexy to me.
Maybe I was some huge pervert. As I took him in my hand I felt like one because I wanted him more. He was longer than Brian who stood in at about five and a half to six inches. Han wasn't small like most people thought Asians were. He was about seven inches and three fingers thick. I stroked him and he closed his eyes, moaning.
I smiled at the sense of power I felt. I had him. In this moment he belonged to me and only me.
"God!" He groaned when I bent to lick his head.
I smirked as I lapped up his pre-cum. "Not God. Just me, Love."
I took the head into my mouth and sucked on it a moment before releasing it with a pop. Seeing the expression of enjoyment on his face I repeated the action again and again. Then I let my own selfishness take over and I took him all the way in to the hilt, feeling him in my throat. I began to bob up and down. My hand cupped him as I deep throated him, using my tongue as well; taking care to make sure he was always sheathed by my hand or mouth. My other hand played with his balls, feeling them tighten.
"Emily stop!" He said hoarsely.
I released him and smirked at him. "What?" I asked coyly.
"I want to come inside you. I want you to be able to see the pleasure you give me like you'll feel the pleasure I give you."
The words touched me deeply. Brian would never say something like that and he supposedly loved me. Han never claimed to love me and this was just about sex but he was still being tender. I kissed him and went willingly when he rolled me under him. My breath caught as he kissed me again and entered me in one powerful thrust.
As he filled me I wrapped my legs around him. I loved his thrusts, torn between wanting him to go at the same pace and wanting him to go faster. It was taken out of my hands as he alternated his pace and strength. He thrust slow and tenderly before speeding up and slamming into the hilt. As he brought me to another climax I tightened my lower muscles around him and the new tightness pushed him over the edge as well. I felt him release himself inside me and felt very womanly that I could make him lose control like he had. Brian never came inside me even when he wore a condom.
Though I understood the need for that and his concern I loved that Han had. It was quiet the powerful feeling. In my drunk state I didn't think about little baby Han's growing in my stomach.
Han surprised me again by pulling me close to him after he rolled from me. Brian never cuddled.
"That was terrific. You were amazing." I murmured, falling back on how Brian always wanted compliments after sex.
"I know. And so were you."
I smiled and allowed myself to fall asleep against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
End chapter one
Author note: A lemon in chapter one, oh my twinkle! I actually didn't plan that but I can say I'm satisfied how chapter one turned out. I separated it from the rest of the story a bit but I won't always do that. I just did it so people could skip it if they wanted. Like I said though this story will feature lots of sex and will eventually turn dark to bring in drugs. (Unless I change my mind halfway through lol) Also that was my first time ever writing a lemon so if you did read it let me know if I can improve on anything about it. That also applies to anything I can improve in the story, my technique and all that. Like I said this story starts during Better Luck Tomorrow, which isn't considered part of the Fast and the Furious series. But in my defense this is a story about Han so I think his teen years are important. Plus Han is just soo hot I couldn't resist! Anyway thank you for reading and reviews are encouraged!
Ps: Brian isn't blond Brian from the future movies. If you watch Better Luck Tomorrow in the scene where Daric gets into a fight the basketball player is named Brian. I'm making up his last name though. It confuses me a bit because Stephanie later calls him Ryan but during the fight they all call him Brian. Anyway just wanted to point that out. I have plans for that fight mwahahaha!