Alright so I caved. One of my friends who doesn't have Fanfiction wrote some lemons she wanted me to post and I refused but it was her birthday a while ago and she asked me to do it for her birthday. I did it on one condition. It wasn't going to be porn without a plot so I'm adding a plot to her lemons.

Daivd Guetta - Sexy bitch

I'm trying to find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful.

Ivy's Pov

I woke to a pounding headache and started cursing myself internally. I had been on the road for a few months when I had stopped at a party; they all looked like high school students when I had walked in but then a pack of people had walked in. There was no other words to describe them, they were just a pack of men and a few women when I looked at them a little closer, their faces were young but their bodies were built. I looked away from them and walked up to the 'bar' in the person's house who was holding the party. It was too extravagant, I felt my nose wrinkle but I just hoped they had half decent booze. I was seventeen… or eighteen, I hadn't checked the date in a long time and I didn't really care, age didn't change much for me. I was throwing back shots of expensive tequila for free when I felt the heat of someone sitting next to me at the bar. I didn't look at them, I just enjoyed the burn of alcohol flooding thought my body I hadn't had any for a long while.

"Just give us the bottle." The teenager next to me grunted at the person manning the bar, they shrugged and did as told. I could tell by the label and the person who handed it over readily didn't own the house or the booze.

I held out my glass and he filled it up before tending to their own, I nursed this one a bit slower feeling the buzz of alcohol take a hold me.

"Haven't seen you around before." The boy next to me stated and I saw he was one of the people from the 'pack'

I didn't answer, I didn't know what I could say and plus it was more of a statement than an answer.

"I'm Paul." He stated again.

I took my time looking at him unabashedly. He was tall but not freakishly tall like one of the other boys from the pack, maybe six foot five or six. He wasn't overly large in muscles mass but he wasn't small either, but had more of a lean powerful look to him. He reminded you of those thin people who didn't look strong but were wiry as hell. His hair was short enough not to be shaggy but maybe in a week or two it would be, it was a dark inky black. He had a soft smattering of facial hair that made him look slightly devilish. He was wearing a dark green muscle shirt with dark wash skinny jeans that weren't overly tight and hung off his hips slight and fell down only a little at the back showing the elastic band of his underwear. I got the impression they weren't his. I looked at his hands as they lay on top of the bar relaxed and laying open. They looked like worn leather with a few calluses. His arms were corded with muscle only a few veins showing under the skin. I stopped on his face and felt myself sway slightly, a funny feeling took over me and I had to steady myself. His eyes were a almond to gold colour, his nose was bent slightly to the left side of his face from a previous injure I guessed and his teeth were a normal white, aligned naturally with no trace of braces.

"Ivy." I said finished off my drink and holding it out to be topped up. To hell with caution tonight, I was going to let loose and get drunk as a skunk.

He smiled almost to himself like it was an inside joke between the two of us and I knew what it was about. I was Australian born and bred, I stuck out like sore thumb in America, my accent bled though and there was nothing I could do about it although I didn't really care. He topped it up silently while doing the same with his.

"Australian?" He asked although it was plainly obvious

"No shit." I said dryly spinning so I was facing a little more than just looking ahead at the array of drinks that lined the shelves before I asked him jokingly "American?"

He chuckled at me "You're a sharp one aren't you."

I snorted

"What are you doing so far from home?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" I smirked at him over the rim of glass as I took another sip

"I would actually." He smirked right back at me with an intensity that I found myself slightly breathless at

"Maybe later," I shrugged not feeling like story telling at the moment "How old are you?"

"Seventeen turning eighteen." He replied settling deeper into his stool "What about you?"

"What's the date?" I asked

"Friday 27th of November." He replied

"Eighteen." I replied to his previous question

The night continued like that until I was maintaining a buzzed atmosphere with Paul next to me. It was like twenty questions without unlimited questions when Paul asked bluntly;

"You want to come home with me?" I knew what he was asking, he wanted sex and while he didn't say it his eyes spoke volumes.

I paused feeling a throb of delight run thought me. It had been a long time since I had sex last and I now that I had thought about it I wanted it more than ever… or maybe I was just thinking of Paul. I reminded myself of Pandora's Box then, it couldn't be closed once open and I didn't want it shut either. I knew what I must have looked like, constipated. I always looked like that when I was buzzed and thinking about something.

"You can say no, Ivy." Paul chuckled downing a glass of tequila in one go

"Alright," I nodded my mind make up and desire pulsing thought my body now, I wanted it. And I wanted it now, from Paul. "Your house or we can get a motel."

His eyes stared at me for a long while, running up and down and I found myself getting more turned on by it.

"You sure?" He asked quietly, gently

"Yup." I nodded and he got up, watching me as I grabbed my bag, I could feel his eyes burning into me with desire

As we walked out his warm hand gripped mine, guiding me through the raging party, I noticed that the pack he had come with noticed him leaving. They all either smiled at him, nodded or waved bye.

"Do you have a car?" He asked "I got a lift here."

"Yeah," I nodded "It's over here."

We both climbed in and I paused before turning the key in the ignition. "Your house or a motel?"

His eyes had darkened from the alcohol or desire I couldn't' tell but it was turning me on beyond belief.

"Mine." He replied lowly, almost growling

"Where am I going, Paul?" I asked

He gave me directions the way to his house, but I dare say it was one of the most exciting drives of my life. I wouldn't be able to look at my car the same way again. He was constantly stroking my inner thigh before he had started stroking the outside of my panties. When I pulled up we both lunged from the car attacking each other with a vengeance I didn't know I had. I pressed my body against his as he smashed our lips together, our teeth scraped but I found I didn't really care, I was too far gone to. He bent down gripping my ass before he lifted me up and walked into his house, it wasn't locked. He tongue forced its way into my mouth and I moaned at his dominant nature, I was dripping. He pinned me against the door and absolutely ravished me, I was panting. I shoved his pants and underwear down and he pushed my dress up ripping my panties off. I felt his hot head against my folds. I groaned and wriggled against him, I had enough of his teasing. His teeth scraped my collar bone lightly before he shoved two fingers into me, testing my wetness; I let out a yelp in shock. I sucked light kisses along the column of his neck, scraping it with my teeth before soothing it with my tongue.

"Virgin?" He panted

"Nope." I whined, trying to get more friction on my body. I was almost at the tipping point

"Good." He growled and with one sharp thrust he entered me

If I was being honest it hurt like a mother fucker but I was being brutally honest I loved every second of it. I hadn't has sex in a long time and this was already better than my other times. I could feel white hot bolts of pleasure shooting though my body and a started gasp left me as I winced slightly. He was just so big. I shuddered in release at the feel of him impaled in me, stretching me wider than I had been before. Paul looked at me with mirth swimming in his eyes as I eyed him in shock after I calmed down slightly. He was about to say something cheeky when I flexed my internal muscles and clamped down on him, he groaned and fastened his mouth on my neck. He began fucking me earnestly, his body moving languidly and his hips snapping in earnest, changing angle every so often until he found my spot.

"Hah!" He grinned before he began slamming against me, hitting the same spot that had my breathing change slightly I could feel my second release building within me

"Fuck Paul," I wailed, I was teetering on the edge again, already sensitive from my first orgasm "I'm gonna… gonna cum."

"Cum with me." He panted, a large hand slipping down between up finding my clit where he pushed me faster

We both howled our release as I felt his hot seed move into me, I came again out of the feeling of it. I didn't know how Paul was still holding me up when my whole body felt like mush. He walked with me still in his arms and his now flaccid cock still in me, I shivered at the cool air on my sweaty skin. He placed up both on his bed but when he pulled out of me he froze.

"What's wrong?" I asked looking at him as he laid next to me

"I didn't use a condom." He murmured "Are you on anything?"

"The pill," I nodded before feeling anxiety crawl up in me "Do you have anything?"

"No," He shook his head "You?"

"No." I shook mine and we both relaxed again

I was expecting Paul to kick me out or something when he pulled me back against him and flicked the blanket over us whispering night. I felt darkness pull at me when I heard his light breathing even out, I followed Paul into sleep not long after…

Alrighty please please please review and let me know what you thought so I can decide whether or not to continue. I don't own anything and full rights to go the respective owner. Thanks, Paul is all mine ladies.