...eh...explicit content ahead, although it shouldn't came as much of a surprise considering the premise of this story...

We met up with Tucker fifteen minutes after the embarassing call and he couldn't seem to get rid of the smug look on his face for the life of him. Once more I was forced to fight the urge to just strangle that little idiot. One of these days, Danny won't be able to hold me back.

Eventually, we were able to convince Tuck that, no, we did not have sex in the school basement, but that didn't stop him from giving us shit about it.

I went home almost immediately afterwards, trying to keep from having to listen to anymore of Tucker's teasing. The look on aDanny's face when I left told me I'd be seeing him again tonight and that sent a thrill through my body. We've only actually done the deed once and he already had me wrapped around his finger in that respect.

The fact that my mind kept providing me with crystal clear images of things he'd done or could do wasn't helping. I really did love him, but it was damn hard to stop lust from starting to root when I knew he couldn't feel the same way for me even though he was fucking me anyway.

A quarter to midnight, I felt the temperature in the room drop several degrees, informing me that Danny had arrived. I was only in a thin nightgown, but it didn't matter much, he'd already seen everything anyway. He picked me up and flew us back to what I assumed was the same room we'd used a few nights ago.

Danny pinned me to the wall before I even had a chance to object to his "kidnapping" of me. I wasn't going to call it off, but I had planned on teasing him some about it before his mouth collided with mine and shut me up before the words even started to form in my mouth. He held my arms above my head in one hand while the other phased my flimsy nightgown off my form. I was mostly naked in front of him, only my underwear still on to provide some form of covering.

His free hand ghosted up and down my body, grabbing roughly at my breasts while his tongue invaded my mouth. I moaned into the kiss as I realized his was being much more aggressive this time, acting almost dominant as he handled me. That's when I realized he had found that he rather enjoyed being in control in the bedroom, and I didn't mind submitting myself to him.

All of his clothing fell quickly to the ground as he phased it off. I could feel his half hard member becoming more and more aroused by the moment.

He moved us off the wall after phasing my panties off and leaving them thrown harmlessly to the floor. I felt him fumbling with something around my wrist and it took me a moment to realize he'd just used the leather wrap bracelet I'd forgotten to take a off to weakly bind my hands to the bed frame above my head. I wasn't sure why this excited me, but it did. It was almost as if he was only being gentle last time because it was my first and only now was he really getting to what he wanted to do to me.

His hands and lips started roaming my body, but he never did what I wanted most. He placed kisses all over my body, and while he placed dozens of butterfly kisses on my breasts, not once did he pay any attention to my nipples. He let his hands touch me wherever he damn well pleased, and while it felt like he'd gone over every bare inch of my thighs and ass, his hand never ventured to the apex of my legs. He was trying to make me beg for it, and I knew I wouldn't honestly be able to resist him.

"Danny," I barely moaned out as a hand grabbed at my butt.

"What?" I could hear the smirk in his voice, he knew he was about to get what he wanted.

I wriggled around a bit though my hands were still bound above my head. "Please..." He had just run his fingers so close to where I wanted them between my legs, now he was hovering just on the outskirts of that area.

"Please, what, Sammy?"

"Touch me, please..." It felt so dirty to be begging him like that, but he didn't leave me waiting. Suddenly, two fingers plunged into my hole and I cried out as his mouth finally descended on my nipple. He had me moaning without stop once more and I was constantly trying to both get more depth from his fingers and arch into the mouth on my nipple.

He stopped without warning and just as I thought he was going to make me beg him again, his head disappeared between my legs. My clouded mind didn't piece together what he was doing until I felt something warm and wet invading my southern regions. My hips bucked of their own accord, and as much as I wanted to fist my hands in his hair and hold him there as he sucked me, I was too busy moaning his name to gather enough thought process to free my loosely bound hands.

Danny's tongue explored my dripping pussy and I could feel my release building as my body started to tense. He felt it too and pulled away while I just whimpered in frustration. I think he gets one hell of a kick out of denying me my orgasm.

My hands were suddenly free. "Touch yourself," he whispered in my ear.

"W...what? I...I've never..." I panted. Did he really mean he wanted to watch me...I couldn't even think the word without my face burning in embarrassment.

"If you want to come, you'll do it." His fingers were ever so slowly teasing my hole and clit, just enough to keep me aroused, but not enough to make me come.

"But..." I was giving in. I wanted a release so badly and a part of me secretly got a slight thrill from obeying his wishes.

"Do it," his voice whispered huskily in my ear and I gave into him. I let one if my freed hands slowly trail down my body until it was resting just outside the apex of my thighs. I felt his hand move away and his body shift slightly, probably so he could watch. I hesitated until I heard Danny's voice again. "Touch yourself, Sammy." My hand slid down and slowly started to do his bidding.

It felt weird, touching myself in that area, but I couldn't deny that rubbing myself in the right place felt damn good and there was a certain excitement to having Danny watch me explore myself for the first time. It only took a few minutes to make myself come, and as soon as I did, Danny put his hands on me again.

He pushed my own hand out of the way and I felt his cock at my entrance for the first time that night. He pushed into me suddenly, and I was briefly glad I'd managed to get my hands on some birth control the day before. He started moving, quickly pounding himself into me as I screamed out again and again, my body still sensitive from the recent orgasm.

I felt a second release quickly building as Danny's thrusts became faster and more erratic. Once more, he used the same phrase as last time to send me over the edge.

"Come for me Sammy, don't make me wait." I convulsed almost instantly as my second orgasm of the night ripped through me. I felt Danny release his load in me just as I was coming down from my high.

I was sore as hell in school the next morning, but that didn't mean I didn't feel damn good. I was in a good mood until I entered the lunchroom to see Danny and Tucker fighting over something before Danny stormed off, leaving a fuming Tucker behind.

I approached cautiously, fearing Tucker would go off on me as well, but his expression was much calmer towards me. Was that a hint of worry in his eyes?

He spoke as I sat down before I got so much as a greeting out.

"I need to answer me honestly, Sam. Are you in your deal with Danny just for the sex?"

Aaaaaannnnd...cliffhanger! :P Don't kill me!

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