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"-Oh fuck me!..what the hell.." – Ed tried to slam alarm clock, but it went flying onto the floor. He groaned looking the motherfucking thing lying two feet away from the bed.
DING DING DING DING
"-Argh!" he slowly sat up and ran fingers though the hair. His head was pounding and throat felt awfully dry. "God, I thought i just went to sleep. What time is it?"- He grabbed blackberry from bedside table.
"-Oh shit!" jumped of the bed swearing and ran to the bathroom. It was 6 am and if he would not leave the house in the next 10 minutes he will be so late for the set. This was not the first time, and Ed knew he mustn't upset the director.
He looked around his room. It was a total mess. It is not that he was filthy messy person, but for the past few days there was no no wish or energy to clear all that. Plus, he was not even staying here that often.
Ed erratically rummaged through his wardrobe and pulled out some old t-shirt and jeans. Without even thinking he threw those on, grabbed flat keys and ran for the exit.
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"-Hey...Time to go..." – Chase looked at the blonde laying next to him. "- Have filming. Shall I call you a cab?" - He got up and walked towards the shower room. Suddenly he felt dainty arms hugging him from the back and starting to caress his torso..
"-Babe, listen. Last night was fun. I will call you later tonight" –Chase slowly peeled of blondes hand.
"-Should I maybe stay here, and wait for you...I promise we will do it only in compromising positions..."
"-Look ...Doll...I said I will call you. Now if you do not mind get dressed and I will call you a cab" – he looked at her and felt tiny bit sad for the girl. But then who was he kidding, she surely knew how this going to end. He didn't do girlfriends. Way too young for that.
"-Ah..Ok. I will be gone in 5 minutes" – girl shot at him and started collecting dispersed clothes. "-Ass hole" – she murmured under the nose. Chase frowned at her comment
"-I am going to take a shower. I expect you to see yourself out"- threw at her whilst slipping in the bathroom making sure the doors were closed.
Blonde heard water running and was about to leave when Chase's phone beeped. She just couldn't stop curiosity run through her veins. Girl picked up the phone:
BB Message:
06:12 am
Im runing late. C u at the studio wanker. P.s hope she was worth it
Girl gasped at the message. "Oh my god! Such an ass!.By the way who is Ed"? She thought to herself, when suddenly she felt her stomach twitch and heat fill her insides. "Ed?Ed Westwick? I have his fucking number ? AAAAAAAAA... holy mother of god! ". Blondie quickly grabbed her phone and typed in the new number. Smile beamed on her pretty face and she left the apartment with more that she actually bargained for.
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Leighton slowly opened her eyes. She really hasn't slept properly, her lids felt like they were full of sand and so heavy. She threw covers of the bed and tippy toed to the bathroom.
"-oh!" she gasped at her image in the mirror "They going to have terrible time trying to cover those ". – Leigh never had bad skin days. The only times she suffered with black circles and puffy eyes were after heavy partying. And that hasn't happened for a while now.
2 years and 4 moths to be precise. Leigh smiled at her reflection. She cherished every moment they spent together.
He was the bad boy who taught her to relax and be herself. He taught her to dismiss bad comments and pay no attention to haters. He taught her how to take tequila shots of the body...
Suddenly Leigh felt flushed at the memory of her doing shots with him...
"Come on LeiLei! You can do this!" – Ed cheered her on to take 4th consecutive shot of tequila.
"This damn thing burning my throat! I cannot do it...besides..ummm its boring...let's do flaming sambuca shots instead..huh?" – Leigh looked at him with pleading eyes.
"You don't want to do it dear. Hangover with those too mixed will be memorable. And not in a good way!" – Ed laughed. "Listen, if you want more interesting. I will make more interesting! Are you up to it? "– He smirked awaiting her response.
She knew this was not good idea..she saw from his eyes there was a hidden motive behind it. But honestly at this moment she couldn't care less.
"Ok! Let's do it my dear brother!" – She accentuated and lingered on the last word. Ed sneered at her.
"Sure sistah!" – he waived at the barmen. "Mate, give us 4 shots of tequila and some extra salt with lime!"
"Coming right up"- man said cheerfully.
Once drinks were on the bar counter, Ed started explaining the rules.
"First two shots – you have to salt ANY part of the body, drink tequila and lick it all off" – he looked at her daringly. Leigh could see the demon dancing on his shoulder. The thought of him licking her... was just...She felt her stomach go up in flames.
"Sure! What about the other two?"
"Well then you choose where to take shot from. Let say i can hold it between my lips and you have to try and drink it without spilling it!"
"Don't you think its a bit sleazy?"
"Darling, if you not up to it..Then leave it. "– Ed lifted his left eyebrow – "if you are scared...of me..."
"I am not scared. Why would I? It's not like its incest" – She laughed. " You first!"
Ed took salt shaker from the bar whilst keeping his gaze on her. He slowly scanned tiny body in front.
Leigh felt shivers running down her spine. She wasn't sure what she was expecting, but surely he would choose some inappropriate place.
"Relax. I do not bite." – he sneered. Ed leisurely took her hand and drew the body closer to his.
Like a lion hunting gazelle - he lingered. Ed leaned into her and brusher off the hair from her shoulder. "Here"
The touch of his fingers burned her skin.
She was drawing him into the territory he never dreamed of exploring. He shook salt on her exposed skin.
Ed withdrew from her for a second to take a shot. He then quickly resumed previous position and lowered his lips onto her. His tongue traced the salt on the warm skin. He desperately wanted to grab her, throw her on the bar and fuck the brains out.
Leigh felt his tongue dancing on her skin. She closed her eyes in ecstasy. NEVER. She never had this before. They certainly did some pretty intimate scenes. But. NEVER she got aroused to the extent that her wetness went through the underwear. She felt like swimming in the pool of honey.
He pulled away quickly, before his trouser buttons would burst open. He recklessly ran fingers through his hair and offered Leighton shot.
"Your turn dear" – for a second Leigh couldn't register what he just said.
"Ah..yes. Ok. Ummm. Where should I..." – her eyes wandered franticly over his body.
"You can always go SAFE and do it on my hand?" – Ed suggested sensing her apprehension.
"Sure. Do you want me to be SAFE" – she giggled.
"Leighton Meester – one MUST be safe. Not sure what one can catch"
"And you sure know, because you have an annual platinum card to STD clinic"
"Why yes, I surely do. Is there a problem with that?"
"You know girl can never be safe nowadays...I want to make sure I do not catch anything by licking you"
"It largely depend on what are you planning of licking?" – He smouldered. "I sure would not mind..." – Ed didn't finish the sentence when he felt petite fingers covering his mouth.
"Don't you dare to utter the foul words Edward!"- Leighton smiled. He stopped trying to talk and starred at her. The way she said his name was beyond sexy.
Leighton took salt shaker and poured little on Ed's thumb.
"That's unorthodox, Leighton"
"If you are not yet aware, I am – unorthodox "– she quickly gulped down burning liquid and closed her lips over Ed's thumb. She knew what she was doing. The little witch clearly knew how this small 'innocent' motion will affect him.
Ed shuddered. Little gentle moan left his lips. She looked up. For a second he imagined her perfect lips around his...
"Come on MATE! Your turn!- Leigh chuckled.
"Certainly. Coming..." – he took the shot and jammed it between her breasts.
"What the hell? "
"If you are doing unconventional, I shall try it too. It's only fair."
"Since when are you playing fair? Go on then. So how are we doing this? It is kind of awkward position..."
"Ok, I shall go down a little and you just bow forward" – said Ed bending his legs. He placed his arms on her thighs to accommodate the shot. Leigh tried to lean a little when unexpectedly stumbled and spilt tequila on her cleavage.
"Ed! It ruined my dress! Oh shit! "– Leigh screamed.
"Calm down, woman! It's just a dress..." – he looked at her confused. "I will buy you another two if you stop screeching in my ear"
"You would do that? I will make sure you remember IT tomorrow!"
"Now, let see if we can salvage my tequila. Such a waste otherwise." – Without Leighton even realising, Ed leaned forward and burrowed his face between her breasts.
"Whaaat..."
"Sssshhh I am claiming what is mine" – He moved his tongue between her breasts and moaned lightly. Leighton didn't even remember how her hands ended up fisting his hair.
He felt Leigh succumb to the desire. Ed's fingers started racing up her thighs and cupped her bottom tightly. He pulled her even closer so she could feel how strained his trousers were.
She moaned.
Suddenly Leighton's phone beeped and both youngsters groaned at the sound. The dream was over.
Still panting a little Leigh looked at the message.
"Sebastian wants to join us" – she stared at him with a lingering question and guilt in her eyes.
"He surely knows how to pick a perfect moment!" – Ed smirked.
This was the last memory of them spending such an amazing flirtatious time together. After that night Leighton got pre-occupied with other acting commitments, trying to manage her relationship with Sebastian, and generally move on from her bizarre feelings.
Leigh shook her head to get rid of the memories. Now she needs to think of a plan how to deal with a present situation. Knowing Ed he will just come up straight to her and want to talk. This was the quality of his she had love/hate relationship with.
Leighton picked her phone up and quickly typed in the message:
Iphone Message:
06:39
You do remember owing me TWO Hervé Léger dresses?
****Leighton's Dress www. Net – a – porter . com / product / 178976 (Plunge-neck bandage dress)*****
