CHAPTER 7
James PoV
"I´m waiting" I spoke looking at his horrified expression. If there was something I didn't imagine myself doing tonight, was going to my room to get some papers and finding Kendall sneaking inside my stepmother´s room. It was so good I could almost call it poetic. There was no denying his actions because he had various expensive necklaces hanging on his hands and I was sure the security cameras had coughed him in action. Knowing that I had him at my mercy I stepped inside the room slowly, not getting that it was a mistake to leave the door unprotected, I only realized this when he made an attempt of escaping, but I was faster than him, I moved quick enough to close the door and tackle him to the ground getting a small huff in return.
"Shit" he cursed wiggling his body to get out of my grip, but I kept my hands firm until I was able to immobilize him pinning his hands above his head with my own and sitting on his stomach.
"Running away tsk tsk, that´s not a good idea" I smiled loving this position, he tried to wrestle me to no avail while I just sat there thinking of the great possibilities I had and getting so fucking turned on about the thought of having him there under me, I had to do something about it. After figuring out that he was not going anywhere, he stopped moving, and even in the darkness I saw the weariness and resignation flash inside his eyes, it was like he just gave up, too tired to keep fighting…for some reason that angered me way more than seeing him stealing "You are one coward piece of shit, aren't you?" he glared at me keeping his mouth shut "What? No defending yourself?"
"Why do you hate me this much?" he asked in a low voice piercing me with those stupidly green eyes, taunting me with his disheveled hair and teasing me with the constant movement of his hips trying to get free.
"Could it be because I just caught you stealing from me?" I leaned down getting my face close to his grinning when his breath hitched "But on the contraire Kendall" I let my nose ghost around his neck "I think we can get along just fine"
"No…" he swallowed as I noted the high pulsing of his veins under my fingers "I already told…"
"I´m your boss" I grinned "Yes, but there´s another thing, right about now I practically own you" he frowned without stopping his struggle "See, I´m doing a good action here, have you seen me calling the cops?" his eyes turned cautious probably getting that things were about to complicate for him "If you do what I want, I won´t throw you to the cops so you can rot in jail and never see your dear mommy ever again" he froze making my smile grow. Bingo "Now behave as the little whore you are" I moved so I was pinning his hands with only one of mine as I let my right hand travel down his chest.
"I´m not a whore" I smirked at his breathlessly comment not making any effort of getting free, apparently he got the idea. Instead of wasting saliva in proving him wrong I slid my hand down to cup him through his pants as I looked at his face, he was biting his lip, probably trying to stiff a moan as he closed his eyes and breathed hard. I slowly massaged him seeing how his body was eager to relax into my touch but he kept a stubborn frown in his face not giving the satisfaction of submitting to me…I didn't like that, so I decided that I would crumble every single one of his walls until he became jelly in my hands begging for more, that would teach him a lesson. I continued moving my hand as I lifted my head and began kissing his neck, licking the still present mark from our previous encounter. I bit his pulse point prior leaving open mouthed kisses along his strong jaw liking his hot breath tickling my ear as my lips climbed his face until they finally found his eager ones. This time he didn't lose time answering my kiss, battling for dominance in a way that only few dared; teeth clashing against each other, his tongue making delicious friction against my mouth, I moved to nibble his lip hearing a sharp hiss that went right to my groin making me lose my concentration, he took advantage of this as he slipped free one of his hands and, against all odds, he used it to pull my neck and deepened the lip battle "Shit" he moaned as I pressed my hand harder, smirking I pulled my hand away earning a small whine.
"Do you want more?" I asked him looking at his flustered face, his swollen wet lips and his troubled expression. He mumbled something that sounder awfully like fuck you making my grin widen as I unbuckled his belt and opened his pants "Stubborn, aren't you?" he kept quiet but his dark eyes darted to my hand, that was touching the skin right above his boxers.
Kendall PoV
With trembling breathes I saw his lean fingers caress my skin as my hand gripped his arm like trying to hold my shattering body. I was shaking, not having experienced anything like this in my life; my body felt burning hot, I was painfully aroused and I couldn't quite control my sex inspired movements. Sex had always come as something good but not entirely necessary in me, until James came around. Now I was about to lose control, and he hadn't even got into my fucking pants! I swallowed as his hand slid under my shirt, spreading his fingers through my abs raising goose bumps everywhere he touched. He kept moving up lifting my shirt, passing his knuckles through my sides and letting his thumb press my nipple sending an electric sensation that ran down my body. I had to bit my lip and look up to swallow pleasured growl that threatened to break out. I could get away, he wasn't even gripping me that hard, but I knew that I wouldn't run, not when the menace of getting me in jail was so freaking real that I still felt the pain of the thought of not seeing my mom again hovering my chest. My eyes fluttered when his lips came back to my neck, without knowing what I was doing I crooked my head to the side giving him better access. The bastard chuckled before finally letting go of my hand and getting in all fours looking at me with lusty hazel eyes.
"Take off your shirt" he ordered. To say that I didn't want to keep going would be a lie, but I also didn't want to just submit to him, it just wasn't in my nature…then again, I was fucking turned on and hating my life at the moment, so I thought screw it taking away my shirt and pulling James for another kiss. He just wanted to have his fun and I was so tired of fighting, it was so hard to keep going and right now I could let my head clear of everything and let things happen. I was not turning back on this, even if by doing it, I could lose a big part of myself.
James moved to take off his own shirt, I couldn't help licking my lips at the sight of his chest, even in the darkness I could see the faint light of the moon highlighting his every line making him look even more unreal; I let my hand up eager to touch him, but he took it and pinned it back down again "Whores don´t touch, whores get fucked" he said in a cold voice as his eyes shined with something I couldn't decipher before he took me by the hips and flipped me pinning my head to the ground and lifting my ass in one harsh move.
"No need…to be rough" I said clenching my eyes trying to sound confident, it was my first time in the receiving end after all, and I knew he wouldn't be gentle…heck, I didn't want him to be gentle I wanted to get more fucked up than I already was, to make me forget about everything, to get inside me so hard that I couldn't even remember my dying mother "I´m not going anywhere" he didn't answer but somehow I felt his movements grow slower, his hands moving from my waist to the hem of my boxers. I licked my lips wanting him to keep going, to get it over, nothing was stopping him.
James PoV
He made this little strangled sound when my fingers got inside his boxers. I kissed the skin between his shoulder blades as my hand made its way to his front. The moan that escaped his lips the minute I encircled his cock, was engraved in my mind in a way that I knew I wouldn't be able to forget in my life, not because it was a cry of pleasure, but because it showed the agonizing realization that he was enjoying this and that he didn't like it one bit. He wanted this, I could see it, but at the same time I knew he would hate himself for it later. What had changed in those days? Why did I fucking care about his feelings when he was there all willing to give everything I asked him?
"G-God" he gasped when I began pumping him slowly; his back was tense, his face hidden in the carpet between his arms, his body trembling. I felt a small stream of pre-cum emerging from his tip, I used it to massage that sensitive spot making his shivers stronger and his hips to involuntary move back rubbing my clothed dick in the process. I had to do a deep breath intake trying to get a hold of myself but he kept doing it with each movement of my hand.
"Want me to fuck you?" I said at his ear, he made a wounded noise letting his hips back once again "Beg for it"
"N-no…" was his breathless answer. I narrowed my eyes before taking a grip of his pants, yanking them down and letting my pre-cum stained fingers move back to circle his hole as I let my other hand back to his swollen dick continuing my slow movements. I grinned letting my right hand´s finger slid inside him. His breathes sharpened and his body stopped letting my lonely finger move inside and out. He was too fucking tight. I really needed to fuck him.
"You like this, don't you?" I saw his head move not nodding but not shaking his head either, he was more of a mess than I had anticipated. I let my finger out before shoving three inside of him at once as I lost my patience. Kendall let out a strangled yelp burying his nails deeper in the carpet as a hard shudder clashed his pale body. I began pumping my fingers moving to kiss his spine, going up to his neck and making sure I marked him everywhere "Beg" I whispered to his neck as I shifted my fingers looking for his sweet spot.
"Fuck!" he groaned when I found his prostate, smirking I let my fingers walk on it seeing how he his body crumble each time closer to release. His hips began moving along my fingers, eager to get fucked by them, knowing that he was right on the edge I took them out having to take a breath at the sensual whimper that emerged from his mouth.
"Do you want me?" I pressed my fist against his shaft letting my forehead fall in his sweat moisture back "If not, I can just go" he was immobile, only hard trembles crashing him.
"Do it…" he said barely audible not moving from his spot.
"Pardon me?" I let my hips move forward rubbing my clothed dick into his ass making both of us moan spite myself.
"P-please just…" his breathing became desperate as he backed his hips to me "Fuck me…fuck me please" fucking growling I opened my pants, lowered them along with my boxers and slammed in him without losing time "God!" he yelled causing a strong and weird sensation run all over my body. At first I went slow seeing his tense back and his white knuckles as indicators of his pain, but either I was wrong or he didn't care because he started meeting my thrusts, demanding speed and strength. I complied fucking him without reservation. Digging my fingers inside his hipbones knowing I would leave bruises for later. I began to feel his insides clenching around me, he was close, the choked sounds coming from his throat were proof enough. I closed my eyes, the friction, the velvety heat of his insides were taking all I could handle, but the moment he let out one last strangled shout, that sounded awfully like my name, made me lose the rest of my control; my vision turned white as I muted my scream with his heated skin as I painted his hole with my cum in a way that I had never climaxed.
As my breathing got even, I began to move from above him seeing his legs tremble trying to support out weight. I shook my head trying to get my mind back in place, that was something way out of the ordinary. I pulled out hearing his grunt of discomfort before I got up and began putting on my pants looking at him slowly moving to a standing position, he took a mid step forward, like he was having a hard time standing straight. I hated the urge I had of going and support him, hug him…cuddle…James Diamond, did not cuddle, and even less with cheap whores…not even being as hot and Kendall. He passed a hand through his hair before going down to put on his pants. I grimaced seeing his tense back and frowned when I heard something like a whimper.
"What do you want me to do?" he whispered in a harsh voice holding his shirt on his hand not turning to look at me.
"That desperate are you for money? To not go to jail" I said taking a step forward.
"The last thing my mother needs it´s to see me in behind bars" I saw his fists clench around his shirt, just like I had predicted; now he hated himself. Yeah the stupid martyr act wouldn't work on me, not when I knew who he really was.
"I will give you a choice" I said not liking that I had to speak to his back "And fucking look at me when I´m speaking" his back tensed even more, and after a deep sigh he turned around. His emerald eyes were so tired and lifeless that when they looked up to me I felt like they had punched me in the gut, hard. Then his whole self, looking beautiful and vulnerable…a big part of me wasn't so sure that it was an act after all "You can say no and I will show the security footage to the police and you will rot in jail" his jaw tensed "Or you can marry me"
"Don't joke with me" his voice got filled with venom in an instant.
"I´m not joking, I have to be married for six months, and I´m not about to go asking the stupid rich whores that want me for something like this…"
"Then why me?" he demanded, the cold look of his eyes being temporally shadowed by curiosity.
"Because sex its good" my eyes moved at the cum stained carpet under him, yes that was a perfect present for dear stepmommy "I know you get along with Carlos and Katie enough to live here for six months, because you´re a looser that would piss my dear grandfather and because you will be a lot cheaper than those other whores" I raised my shoulders like it was the simplest explanation on the world. He just looked at me like I had suddenly grown another head, then when he saw that I was completely serious about this, his expression turned wary probably thinking about the pros and cons of what really was his only choice.
"What would it be for me?" he questioned passing a hand through his face.
"You will be my husband, get the fancy clothes, get to use the cars, the house…I will make a pre marital contract so you can´t touch my money, you will be seen in public as what you are…but only for six months" his eyes moved around the room, clearly not having any idea what to do before something shined inside of them and pure determination covered his face.
"I´ll only do it under three conditions" I raised my eyebrow.
"And what makes you think you can put any kind of conditions?" at this he fucking smirked at me.
"You need me, you made the fucking mistake of telling me that you wouldn't go for anybody else…big business man you are" he mumbled under his breath and I wanted to choke him for that, but my curiosity beat me and I only awaited for him to finish "Anyway…they are not about your money, don't worry" he bit his lip and sighed "I want you to be faithful, if I´m going to be married, even if it´s for your own fucking gain I won´t be having you getting whores around…if you want to have fucking sex come to me, I want no one near you while you´re wedded to me"
"Possessive?" he shook his head.
"No, but I have my reasons" he began twisting his shirt with his hands "The other two…I would like you to pay for my mother´s cancer treatment and…" he groaned looking away and even in the dark I could see his flustered face.
"And what?" I took a step forward a lot more curious for his sudden shy behavior.
"She won´t forgive me if I marry just because…I want you to fake in front of her, I want you to act like you actually care about me…I need her to think that this is real" that didn't work for me, even with the way I was I hated lying more than anything.
"What would she think when everything´s over after just six months" at this a dark sad smile made appearance on his mouth.
"That won´t be a problem" he lifted his eyes to meet mine "So…?"
"Be ready Kendall, we´ll be traveling to Vegas to get married in a week"
Finally! I thought I would never get through with that! Haha Now the good stuff begans!
What did you think about it? Love it? Hate it? What about the angst-mad smut? Lol I´m a more of a romantic kind of smut, so yeah feel free to criticize.
Ahh I loved BTRocker, it was fun, not the best but I liked it xD and The song! Ahhh I love Paralyzed xD
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