Disclaimer: JE owns the characters in this one shot!
I had been craving it all week and he was holding it in my face like it was nothing. I looked into his soft, brown eyes and glared at him. He smiled down at me and wiggled it in my face some more. I licked my lips and he started laughing. It was a rich, deep laugh that I didn't get to hear very often.
"You're drooling," he whispered in a husky voice.
"You don't know how badly I want it," I whispered back. I could hear the hint of hysteria in my voice. He was taunting me and I was going insane. "I'm desperate. What do I had to do to get it? I'll do anything!"
"Anything?" he asked as he brought it closer to my mouth.
"Anything!" I shouted as my mouth started to water. I know that I licked my lips again, and I don't care. I needed it and he had the best that I have ever had. "I'm about to start begging."
"I think that I'd like to see that," he said with a smirk.
"Please. I really need it. Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!"
"I don't know," he said as he eyed me. "Have you been a good girl?"
"I've been good," I said as I stared at what he had in his hand. "I've been really good at getting my skips this last month. I've been on time to my parents house for dinner. I've been doing side work for Ranger. You're killing me. Please. Just please give it to me."
He stepped closer to me and brought it up to my lips. I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out to lip the tip. He quickly pulled back and smiled at me.
"You're teasing me!" I shouted.
"I can't help it," he said with a mischievous smile. "You make me do it. If I had the same expression on my face, you'd do the same thing."
"Just give it to me!" I shouted. That one small lick had sent my over the edge. I had to have it. Now!
"You want it?" he asked.
"You're killing me. You know how badly I want it. I've been talking about it all week. I'm not afraid of hurting you to get want I want," I said as I got off the bed and started walking towards him.
"Steph," he said as he started walking backwards. "Relax Honey."
He stumbled over one of his shoes and fell to the ground. I leaped at my chance and jumped on top of him as he laid on the floor. I leaned down on him as I lightly ran my fingers up his ribs and along his arms. I leaned a little further down and kissed him. I ran my tongue along his bottom lip, seeking entrance to his mouth. His lips parted and all of his resistance melted away as my tongue danced across his.
"You fight dirty, Steph," he whispered against my lips.
"Not as dirty as you do, Junior," I whispered back. "Now, give me my meatball sub."