Played
Summary: Shannon should have known that she couldn't play with Boone forever. So what happens when Boone decides it's time Shannon got played with. {Shannon/Boone}
As she inserted her key into the lock of her third floor condo, a shiver ran up her spine. Cursing herself for not leaving a light on she swung the door open quickly and stepped inside. She shut and lock the door behind herself. Dropped her keys on the dinning room table. She hears something other then their clatter against the wood, coming from behind her. It sounds like shuffling.
Shannon reached towards the wall to turn on the light as a hand clamped over her mouth. A voice tells her not to scream. Her heart is pounding in her chest, making it hard for her to concentrate on breathing. It's already hard enough trying to breathe with a leather glove covering her nose and mouth. The stranger pulls her head to the side. She closes her eyes thinking that if she cannot see, then it's not happening. She struggles, trying to free herself, but he only pulls her to him tighter. In the struggle her skirt has ridden up and she can feel the rough denim of his jeans against her bare ass.
He again, reminds her not to scream. He tells her that he will leave her unhurt if she obeys him. She nods in agreement. He pulls his hand from her mouth and she gasps, drawing in the cool air. He in turn takes up her wrists in one hand and pushes her face down against the cold table. She knows that he is looking at her with her skirt up around her hips. His hand darts forward and he begins to rub her clit, slowly and lightly in a circular motion. She tries to close her legs, but his feet are preventing her from doing so.
She can feel herself grow wet... she's trying hard not to let him know that he is turning her on. He can already hear her ragged breathing. Her hips have a mind of their own, rotating to his rubbing. He strokes her before he slowly inserts a gloved finger into her pussy. Such a delightful feeling, feeling his leather covered finger slide in and out.
He lets his finger slide out of her pussy after a few moments. She raises up in protest, but he pushes her back down onto the table roughly. She can feel his denim covered crotch, rubbing against her now. He is so hard that she can feel his cock though his jeans, she spreads her legs farther apart, silently telling him that she wants more, but he pulls away leaving her pussy aching to be touched again.
He bends down to her ear and whispers. " Do you like it when I play with you, Shan?" He asked as he left her trembling and sopping wet on her dining room table. She hears the front door open and then close as a lightbulb goes off in her head. She knows that voice,
" Boone!"
A/N: Ok... sort of a new smut from me. I hope you like it. More stories will come soon!
-Fiona12690