This story is now officially rated 'M'.

Stiles' Point of View:

I watched Thorne pounce onto me and attack my neck. I pushed my flannel off of her shoulders and yanked her shirt off. She tugged my belt off and threw it somewhere towards the front of the car before tugging off my pants. Her tank top was on the floor of the backseat but I couldn't seem to get her bra undone. I groaned in frustration and tugged it over her head like a top.

She pulled back from my neck long enough for me to pin her to the seat below us. She groaned as she tried to push my grip off of her but I held strong. I kissed all of the skin that I could reach before taking one of her nipples into my mouth and bit down gently. I knew that drove her up the wall and I wanted to make her scream for me.

She dug her nails into the top of my hand making me yelp and pull my hands away from her wrists. She grinned and flipped me onto my back. She undid her jeans and threw them in the back before straddling my hips. She ground down on me as she licked her way down my chest.

When I tried to take her hair in my hands she pushed my hands off of her. I growled before I could help myself and I saw her shiver. That was new; I never got anything out of her unless I was trying to. Maybe I wasn't the only one that had feeling in this situation.

While I was thinking about this she must have pulled my boxers off because the next thing I knew her lips were wrapped around me. I growled again and saw another shiver go through her, her nails digging into my hip.

I focused hard on her hair and tore the elastic out, letting her curls tumble down and tickle my skin. I knotted my fingers in her curls as she moved her mouth up and down. Her pretty blue eyes looked up and locked with mine as she smiled around my dick. That was it; I shot into her mouth and down her throat. I couldn't hold in my moan when I saw her swallow.

I ripped her panties off of her and shoved a couple fingers inside her. She mewled loudly and dug her nails deeper into my hip. She whimpered before moving her hips in time with my hand. When she was right on the edge I pulled my fingers out and made sure she saw me suck them clean.

"Fuck me right fucking now, Stiles," she said

I pulled a condom out of one of the many hiding places in my Jeep. What? I'd been hoping I'd get her in here for a while now. She pulled it out of my hands and used her teeth to rip it open, sliding it down my length and stroking it a couple of times.

I flipped her onto her back and almost threw us both into the floorboard but we were both too lost in the moment to pay any attention. I took her hips tightly in my hands and slammed into her hard. She clutched my shoulder in one hand and the back of my neck in the other as she threw her head back in a scream.

Her sounds spurred me on as I drilled into her. I slide my hand down her side and took her leg, hitching it up on my hip. That let me go deeper inside of her and hit the spot that made her scream the loudest yet.

I felt a familiar tightening in my stomach again and slid my other hand down her stomach. I rubbed her clit with my thumb rapidly until I felt her clenching down on me. She screamed my name, dragging her nails down my back but I was going to make her cum at least one more time before I did. I held her close as I rolled onto my back and let her take control.

She looked down at me with her hair flying wildly around her head in a halo and her bottom lip between her teeth. I growled again as she lowered herself onto me. She used my chest as leverage to ride me quickly, I could smell her peppermint perfume from this close and I had to fight my orgasm off again. I pinched her clit once and she convulsed around me, collapsing against my chest.

I flipped her under me one more time and pounded into her as I came into the condom. I couldn't help but bite down on her neck as she came around me again, milking me dry. I lay against her chest as I tried to calm my breathing. The way she was stroking my hair wasn't helping me with the whole falling in love with her thing.

Thorne's Point of View:

I lay there panting from the three fucking orgasms Stiles had just given me with him laying against my chest. I lazily ran my nails along his scalp as he breathed against my breasts. His hands were playing absentmindedly with my other hand's fingers.

Once we'd caught our breath Stiles pushed up from me with a shy smile on his face. He was always so cute after sex; he acted like he was a little bit embarrassed about it. At first I was afraid that I'd done something wrong but he'd explained that he'd been a virgin so sex was all new. He was so fucking adorable.

He pulled the condom off before throwing it out the window. I caught sight of his back and saw that I'd tore it up pretty bad, he was actually bleeding a little bit. I got some tissue out of the glove box and dabbed at the blood until it stopped.

"I'm sorry for tearing you up so bad but you're not bleeding anymore," I said, tracing a finger down his spine and making him shiver.

He turned around and his lips curved upward when he looked at my neck. "It's okay; I took a bite out of your neck too. There's gonna be a pretty big mark there by the looks it."

I just shrugged my shoulders and tried to locate all of my clothing. I had everything but my bra and I couldn't find it anywhere. I pulled on my panties and skinnys but couldn't do anything about my top half until I found my bra.

"Stiles, do you see my bra anywhere?" I asked as he tried to pull his jeans on over his long legs in the cramped backseat.

He looked up at me before glancing at the windshield and letting out a chuckle. I looked over and started laughing too because my bra was hanging by the strap from the rearview mirror. I reached up and grabbed it with giggle.

When we were dressed and driving back to Derek's I tried to fix my hair to cover up the mark on my neck. There was no way to explain to Lydia why it was there other than to tell her about Stiles and I which I really didn't want to do.

"I don't think I'll ever look at this old hunk of junk the same way again. It's got a new light to it, don't you think?" Stiles asked as he turned onto Derek's driveway.

I rolled my eyes before getting out of the Jeep. I grabbed his arm as I hobbled on my ankle and whispered, "I can't believe we just fucked in the backseat of your Jeep. I didn't think I was one of those girls."

Before I could stop myself I reached down and kissed her forehead. She froze and we ended up standing the middle of the driveway. That's where we were when Allison and Lydia found us, our eyes locked on each other's.

"Why are you all standing in the driveway? I thought you were learning to shoot bows or whatever," Scott shouted from the grove of trees ahead of us.

We snapped out of our staring match but I didn't miss the blush coloring Stiles' cheeks as he turned away. Why the hell did he kiss me? Did that mean that he was in love with me like I was in love with him or was that just wishful thinking?

I grabbed Allison's wrist and drug her to her car along with Lydia. "We need to go get our nails done." That was totally code for we need to talk about things, wasn't it? Apparently it was because Allison got in without question as well as Lydia, they didn't even glance back at the guys as we drove.

When we pulled up to my house Lydia turned to look at me, "What was up with you two in the driveway? Are you and Stiles a thing or something?"

I sighed before saying, "Let's go up to my room and we'll talk about all of this. I need your opinions on some things."

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