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Chapter 2

Katniss POV

This is just a job. This is just a job. I keep repeating that over and over in my head but it's just kind of not working out for me right this moment. My heart is in my chest and I know I've got a river of blood pooling in my cheeks and an ocean of something else accumulating in my panties.

Fuck. Dam. Shit. More fuck. This. Guy. Is. Fucking. HOT.

The pictures in the folder didn't do him any justice. His blue eyes are azure blue and I swear I want to strip down to my birthday suit and swim in them. I am completely floored. He's tall, around six foot, muscular and fills out his jeans and t-shirt in all the right places. His blonde curls are slightly disheveled and hang over his forehead. One consistently falls near his eye and he slightly swings his head to move it back into place.

I didn't expect to feel this way meeting him for the first time. Hell, I have never felt this way meeting anyone in my life. I live in New York City. It's not like there are no men here. There's plenty of eye candy.

It takes me a moment to return to earth and I'm silently relieved that only a few seconds have gone by and not hours. I feel like time dragged on as I got all hot and bothered looking at this boy. Boy? That is hardly a good euphemism to describe him. This boy is a man. A man that I want sexually and in the worst way. I curse myself for being a virgin. If I was some little hussy, I wouldn't even be thinking right now, I'd be doing. But no, I had to be a cold shrew. I try not to beat myself up mentally.

No, you just never felt this way about someone so strongly before. It was all pick up lines and false promises. This guy would be different I tell myself. He's a job. There would be no commitment in the end which is what I am ultimately afraid of. And then I have another realization. Um, hello! I am going to have to date him to get closer to the painting at his apartment. Snow said I had to do whatever was necessary and he fully implied that I had to sleep with Peeta if need be.

This could have been worse. At least I want to sleep with him now. Damn he is hot.

And then it hits me before I even hear Finnick open his mouth. This man is checking me out.

Finnick clears his throat, and addresses me. "Katniss Everdeen, meet Peeta Mellark."

I extend my hand to shake his and Peeta takes my hand in his and places a kiss on my palm.

His warm, soft lips linger a second too long and give me goosebumps up my arm. I swear Peeta just breathed in the scent of my body oil. His perfect lips part and I am exposed to his deep husky voice for the very first time. "It's a pleasure to meet you Katniss."

Finnick smiles and reaches for Annie's outstretched hand and then looks between the two of us. Neither of us notice that they're ready to leave and kind of just stand there like idiots, Peeta still holding my hand.

Finnick tries once again by clearing his throat for a second time. "Well, if you two are all done eye fucking each other, I'd like to go get something to eat."

That breaks the trance. Holy shit.

Peeta POV

Okay, it's obvious that I like her. Lets try that again, I'm attracted to her. I don't know anything about her yet but I have full intention of trying to get to know her. I don't want to freak her out and go all Casanova on her. That's not me. However, I'd be lying if I said I wasn't horny as hell right now.

She is stunning. I try not to fixate on any one particular part of her but the ride down twenty-six floors is excruciating. I can't keep from staring at her and I know that I'm making her a bit uncomfortable. In my defense, she keeps stealing glances at me too and blushing so she must be having similar thoughts.

When the elevator doors finally open, I secretly want to push everyone out and kiss her. Imagining my body pressed up against hers while I kiss her for the first time in the elevator is an incredible thought and does wonders for my increasingly visible hard on. Before we even exit Founders Hall to the street,

I know that I have to take care of this. I should just make an excuse now and head back to my room and deal with it. I can meet up with them at Third North or the cafe across the street.

Before I can put my plan in motion, Katniss stutters and puts her hand on her head like she forgot something. "Oh guys, I'm sorry. I'll catch up with you in a few minutes. I forgot my purse in my room. I'll be just a few minutes." Katniss backs up towards the elevator and pressed the button to go up. This is my chance.

"I think I'll escort Katniss to get her purse. Does anyone mind?" I ask. Finnick smiles at me and glances down at my jeans. "Come on Annie. Lets find a good place to eat. Peet, I'll text you in a few minutes and let you know where we are." I nod and smile. "Sounds good man. I'll see you in a few."

The door dings for the elevator and I just make it in before they close. We're alone and we have twenty-six floors to go. I pray it doesn't stop. I don't even care if it does. Katniss is against the wall on the left side of the elevator, watching me intently. I have no control over my body. I take a few tentative steps towards her until my body is flush with hers. Her hands are gripping the elevator rail behind her and I place mine next to hers as well. My lips are less than an inch in front of hers, waiting for approval, and my heart is beating loudly in my ears.

Katniss tips her head up slightly, there's my signal, and I devour her lips. The kiss should be nice and slow, soft even, but it's not. It's full of need and want. Katniss lets go of the rail and puts her hands in my hair. I moan when she does it and move my hands to her waist. I easily pick her up and she wraps her legs around me.

I grind into her, pulling her as close as I can while my hands hang onto her for dear life. I am consumed with want and passion. Her kiss sets me on fire. I can't even breathe-and it's not from this heavy petting. The elevator door dings and without thought, I stumble down the hall, Katniss wrapped around my waist, to my room. It takes all of my focus and strength to unlock the door but it finally swings open and I kick it closed.

I push forward until my knees hit my bed and Katniss falls backward onto it. She's gorgeous and all mussed up from our kissing. I pull my shirt off and Katniss pulls hers off. I descend on her again and capture her sweet lips back to mine. It only takes me a second to remove her bra and then my palm instinctively rubs her taut nipple in between my fingers.

I remove my tongue from her mouth and put it to better use on her beautiful breasts. Katniss elicits a soft moan and arches into my kiss and I'm putty in her hands. I run my free hand down her stomach, tracing circles into her flesh and finally come to rest on the outside of her jeans in the crotch area. I rub over the area repeatedly, causing friction between us until I am so bold as to attempt unbuttoning her jeans. Katniss puts up no resistance as I unbutton them and remove them entirely, taking her panties down with them as I go.

I rub my hand against her folds and my hand is instantly saturated. I love it. I'm not trying to be a jerk, but I don't think any girl I've ever been with has been so wet. It could just be the way Katniss is, but I prefer to think it's because she wants me. That I'm making her feel this way. It's a tremendous turn on and now I'm anxious to be inside her.

Normally I would go down on her and encourage her to do so with me, but this desire has been unexpected and nothing like I've ever experienced. The thought of making her come is the only thing driving me right now. I want her to come because I made her.

I pull away from her quickly and remove my jeans and boxers and grab a condom out of my drawer. Katniss just watches me, lust evident in her eyes as I slide the condom over my member. I slide back over her and stare into her eyes. She leans up to press her lips to mine, giving me permission, and I grab my cock in my hand and rub it over the folds of her wetness. Katniss moans and bucks into me, causing my tip to slide into her. She stiffens but I don't think anything of it.

I slowly slide into her bit by bit. She's very tight and I love the feel of her all around me. We're frantic in our kissing and groping now and I'm trying not to lose control and focus. I'm easily distracted when our tongues collide. I slip in and out of her several times and then finally immerse myself inside her all the way and then I feel it-her hymen breaks. Oh my god she's a virgin, or was, up until a second ago.

I find my voice. "Katniss, why didn't you tell me?" I ask. My breathing is erratic at best. I'm still, allowing her to adjust to my length.

She looks deep into my eyes. "It didn't matter Peeta. There was never a right time with anyone before and today, it obviously was. I've never felt the way I did before I laid eyes on you. I would have been with you then and there." She laughs. "I mean, damn, it took all of ten minutes to get where we are now." I laugh with her. She's right, we're disgusting.

After I few moments, Katniss kisses me deeply again, signaling that we're good to continue on. I wasn't nervous before but now I feel like I'm a virgin too, trying not to hurt her. I've never been with a virgin before. The girls I was physically with before were all seasoned players, even when I lost my virginity. I find myself in uncharted waters but I feel no regrets. I am in heaven.

I begin to thrust into her slowly, while Katniss runs her fingertips down my back. It feels so good. Her hands, her body, our connection. I break our kiss and watch her. The look of pleasure on her face. I'm sure whatever discomfort she had has passed because I don't see any signs of pain on her face. I doubt she would be able to hide it because of her inexperience. I keep pressing myself into her, giving her small kisses in between and then finally, I have to pick up speed.

I want her. And more than that, I want her to want me, feel me, come with me. I pull her left leg up a little bit to grind into her deeper, causing a friction between my cock and her clitoris. Katniss moans and it's enough to bring me closer. I don't know how I've held on this long as it is. Katniss wraps her legs around me, pulling me even closer and I just thrust into her as hard as I can without hurting her.

Katniss moans in between our panting and I feel her clench around me. I see stars when it happens. She feels so fucking good I damn near lose what little breath I have. Katniss moans loudly as she comes and I am right behind her, grunting like I never have before. We fall off the edge together and I collapse on top of her.

Katniss gives me slow deliberate kisses on my forehead and brushes the errant hair out of my eyes. We spend what seems like forever staring at each other. I don't ever want to leave this bed. My lips meet hers in the sweetest of kisses and I caress her face over and over, running my fingers over her soft, flushed cheeks.

It's love at first sight. That's what this is.

Katniss interrupts my conversation with myself. She kisses me and then laughs.

"I don't know about you Peeta, but I could totally go for a sandwich now." I laugh and kiss her again.

Finnick POV

Annie and I are sitting at an outside table at the cafe across from Founders Hall. We've ordered our sandwiches and beverages, eaten them, talked about our weekend plans, had dessert and coffee and are about to leave when I glance up and see Katniss and Peeta walking towards us.

They're holding hands. Annie notices my gaze and follows. She taps my knee and giggles.

When they finally reach the table, I simply cannot resist and say it with a beaming smile.

"Well, well. Look at you two doing the walk of shame."

A/N: If you liked it-REVIEW.

A few things...

I know it's soon but they're in college. It's normal.

Katniss has a time sensitive job to do and getting close to Peeta was required anyway.

The idea behind their tryst is to set Katniss in motion and propel the story.

I know next to nothing about unfamous places in NYC and I want to use real places/clubs. If you know what I can insert in my story- PLEASE PM me. Thanks!