"Come on Paige, one more round. Please? I need to win at least once!"I couldn't help but laugh at my girlfriend Emily's pouty face. She looked genuinely upset that she hadn't won a single game yet. It was late Saturday night, at the start of our spring break, and we were bunkered down in Emily's room for one of those rare moments of alone time. An empty pizza box sat on the dresser, a two liter of Pepsi was sitting on the pillow between us, and somewhere under the mattress I knew was Emily's hidden flask of Vodka in case our night needed to get a little more interesting.
Our game of choice tonight was Blackjack, a game I apparently excelled at. We started playing to trick Mrs. Fields into thinking we were going to have an innocent night of games and movies. However, since she'd left for the weekend, the rules had been…modified to work in our interests. Every time you lost, you had to remove one piece of clothing. Needless to say I was enjoying myself, having won every single round since the beginning. Emily had little left on besides a white cami that fit wonderfully against her curves, her panties, and a pair of pink fluffy shorts. I smiled and rubbed my hand reassuringly against the long, tan legs propped up on my lap.
"Ém, if you lose any more you'll be naked before you know it," I teased. She smiled and laughed, the sound like beautiful bells to me.
"Would that be such a bad thing?" she asked, teasing the inside of my thigh with her big toe. I bit my lip. Of course it wouldn't be a bad thing. It'd been the only thing on my mind all day. I just wasn't sure if I could handle it. I knew once those shorts came off (and believe me, I knew that'd be the next one she picked) I was done. She'd have me doing anything she wanted. Weighing my options, I sighed and started to shuffle the cards back together.
"One more game," I agreed, "But if you lose this one, we're done." She smiled and kissed my cheek as I passed out the cards once more. I looked down at my hand; an ace and a seven. Not great, but I'd make it work. Taking a chance I asked for another card and got handed a three. Blackjack. I tried to hide my smile but Emily saw right through it.
"Really?" was all she said, tossing her total of twenty three onto the bed. I shrugged and she sighed. Her fingers dipped into the waistband of her shorts, and I felt my cheeks flush red. I couldn't look away as the shorts slid down her tan legs and past my face. Blushing, I turned my head away, trying to keep some modesty between us. Emily had other plans. She pulled herself entirely into my lap and turned my head back around. I felt the breath catch in my chest. My eyes followed the long lines of her legs up to her hips. The tiny pink panties covered just enough to be considered modest, but were just revealing enough to keep me drooling. Emily noticed my fascination and pulled my face up to meet hers. I could see her smile reflected in her big, dark eyes.
"Looks like I've got your attention," she said, tracing my jawline with her thumb. I smiled like a goofball.
"You had my attention the second I met you," I told her, realizing how cheesy that sounded only after I said it. It was sweet enough to make Emily blush, though, and wrap her arms lazily around my neck. Out of instinct both my hands reached down to cradle her waist and lower back. This moved her closer, her face mere inches from mine. She took the hint and kissed me. I closed my eyes and pressed closer, my teeth tugging on her lower lip and earning me a well placed moan. That's when I felt her hips push ever so slightly into mine and I slumped back with a groan. Emily laughed, sliding off my lap and moving behind me. Before I realized what was happening, her lips latched onto my neck and her hands slid around my waist. I let out a shaky sigh and reached my arms up to wrap around her neck, fingers twisted into her hair. My resistance started to melt away as her lips found my pulse, gently nipping and sucking on it. One of her hands started to pull up my shirt, and I hastily tried to pull it back down, No matter how many times she sees me undressed or how many times I explain it, I still try to hide my scar covered torso from her. I know she's accepting of my past and how I coped with Allison's bullying. But for some reason I was still too scared to let her see.
Almost as if she read my mind, Emily growled under her breath and forced the shirt over my head. Before I could react she rolled me over and started kissing circles over my scars. I gasped and arched up against her mouth, lettering her do as she pleased. No matter how much bravado I put on at school, in bed with Emily I was a wuss. One touch sent me over the edge and into her control. She looked up at me, and instantly I was lost in her eyes.
"I swear if you don't stop hiding those scars from me you will have to be shirtless the entire time we're at the beach," she threatened quietly. I stopped fighting it and held my hands still. This wouldn't bother me if we were going to the beach alone. Since it was the Hasting's place we were staying at, however, all the girls were invited. I'd only been allowed to come on the condition that all boyfriends were allowed.
Suddenly Emily paused, lying down with her head on my chest.
"Actually, about the beach…" Emily's tone caused me to sit up in confusion. She perched in my lap and drew tiny circles on my collarbone. "I have to pick up an emergency shift on Monday, so I won't be down there until Tuesday night." I was confused. This wasn't really bad news. But why, then, did Emily look so nervous?
"That's no problem," I said. "We'll just meet everyone else down there then." Emily bit her lip.
"Paige, they still need your car to fit the rest of the stuff. You have to go down with them tomorrow." At first all I could do was stare. Then the actual weight of her words hit me. I was driving down without Emily. Left alone for two days with her three friends. I sat upright and shook my head.
"No. Absolutely not." I told her. Emily frowned and tried to get me to look at her but I refused. There was no way I was letting her give me puppy dog eyes and talk me into this.
"Paige, please!"
"Emily, your friends don't like me," I whined, "especially Spencer!" Emily bit her lip again, unaware of how much that was driving me crazy. I got up and walked towards her mirror.
"That's not true," she said, getting up to follow me. "They just don't know you like I do. They need a bit of that…Paige McCullers charm. You know, the same kind that won me over." Emily smiled and wrapped her arms around my waist. We made eye contact in the mirror and I knew I was stuck. Those big, brown, puppy dog eyes were like a trap, and it's just been sprung. "All you have to do is spend a little quality time with each one. A little shopping here, a pedicure there, and wham! You pass the best friend test." I scoffed at her optimism.
"You know I'm not that kind of girl," I said. She just hugged me tighter.
"I know, but they are." There it was again. That pout. The one that made me want to bend over backwards just to make her happy again. "Please Paige…do this for me?" she whispered. She snuck her hand just under the waistband of my sweatpants and started to tease my hips. I groaned, realizing how she was using my wanton lust for manipulation. That hand was so close to where I wanted it to be, but I knew that unless I said yes it wouldn't be going anywhere. I let out a shaky breath as it dipped just a little bit closer, and the other hand traveled up to massage my breast through my bra.
"You are….an evil, evil girl, Emily Fields," I whispered, my voice heavy with lust. She smiled and leaned up closer to my face. I could feel her hot breath on the back of my neck and it drove me wild.
"You make it too easy, love," she whispered back, tugging on my earlobe with her teethe for emphasis. "But you know, if you do this for me, there'll be a reward in it for you." This got my attention. I spun back around and wrapped my arms around her waist,
"What type of reward?" I asked. Emily smirked, placing her hands on my cheeks and kissing me gently.
"Me." Kiss. "For five days." Another kiss. "All to yourself at night." Small kissed down my neck. "Doing whatever you want." Oh god. All these kisses had the desired effect. I was a moaning mess in her arms.
"W-whatever I want?" I asked, afraid it was too good to be true. To my relief she nodded and continued to kiss down my neck. I groaned, my hands sliding up to explore the skin under her shirt.
"And trust me, if you pull this off I'll be…extremely compliant," she whispered. I moaned at her words. Too perfect. It sounded too perfect to be true. Biting my lip, I spun her around and landed us both on the bed. Although every rational cell in my body was screaming at me not to fall for it, I just couldn't help it. As I kissed my way up her arm I raised my eyes to meet hers.
"If it's that important to you, I'll go," I told her, silently knowing I would come to regret my decision. Then out came the biggest smile I'd ever seen on her face and my heart instantly melted. She pulled me in and wrapped her arms around my neck, pressing her lips firmly against mine. It was the best thank you I could've imagined. I smiled and pushed her back gently. "Easy Em. I'm supposed to get the reward after I do my part." She pulled back and pouted a little, then smirked.
"Fine," she teased, "Then I guess we're done here for the night." With that she shifted back some and pulled the covers over her body, blocking my view. I growled softly and crawled under the covers with her.
"Oh hell no!" I snapped. "We are gonna finish what you started, whether you like it or not!"
And there's chapter 1! Sorry to cut you all off just as it was getting interesting, but this way I can be sure you'll come back :3 Anywho, let me know what you think so far. I'm always open to comments or critiques.