The Covenant's Sin
Author's Note I was pretty pleased with the seven reviews I got for the last chapter, so I figured I would update and make all my lovely readers happy. There's just one review I have to acknowledge before I go on:
Kate: I'm glad you loved it so much! You were the first one to review and I would have replied to your review, but you don't have an account. Haha! But I hope you like this chapter, too.
As promised, here's Chapter 7 in all its lemony goodness.
Last Chapter "Never said I was," Tyler agreed, grinning. "But I usually only... make noise when it feels really good."
"Oh, so I should be flattered?" Sarah teased.
"Yes, be flattered," Tyler advised. "And the reason most guys are defensive about it is because we're supposed to be the strong ones. It's a guy thing - the longer you last and the more you make her scream and the more girls you get, the better you are."
"Huh," Sarah acknowledged.
Tyler grinned wickedly. "Plus, we're guys - horny and under the impression that we're superior."
"Such a lie," Sarah couldn't help but add, shaking her head. Tyler shrugged helplessly and grinned.
Chapter 7
The rest of the day progressed like any other. Reid showed up at lunch, looking like he'd only just rolled out of bed, which he had. The remainder of the week passed much too slowly, but finally Friday night came and they made plans to go to Nicky's.
Sarah and Kate pulled into the parking lot in Sarah's car and found a parking spot without a problem. The boys were already there. Pogue's Ducati, Caleb's Mustang, Tyler's Hummer, and, surprisingly, Reid's pickup truck were already parked in various spots throughout the lot.
They entered the little bar and were immediately blown away by the noise level emanating from it. They searched the bar for their boyfriends and eventually found them playing a round of pool against the other two Sons of Ipswich.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" Kate greeted, letting herself be pulled in towards Pogue's chest.
"Well," Reid began, "Your boyfriends are getting their asses whooped at pool by us because Caleb can't shoot for shit."
"Shut up, Reid," Caleb laughed, "Besides, I think you're cheating."
"You can't cheat at pool," Reid insisted, taking aim with his cue and sinking the red three ball. He looked up for a moment to see Caleb tap his eye before Reid lined up his next shot. He sunk that ball, too. "First of all, I don't need to Use to kick your sorry pool playing ass and second of all, you've been watching me like a hawk this entire game. I couldn't cheat if I wanted to!" He grinned as his third ball only narrowly missed the corner pocket. "You just can't accept that I'm better than you at something."
It was Caleb's turn and Sarah watched with amusement as Caleb's ball bounced off the side of the pool table, six inches from his target pocket, and the white ball sunk instead.
Caleb groaned.
"Man, that was brutal," Pogue told him, chortling and popping a fry in his mouth.
Reid grinned at Sarah. "See?"
Sarah laughed and watched Tyler clear the remainder of solids and sink the eight ball like a professional. She laughed at the expression on Caleb's face and hugged him.
Pogue slapped him on the back, laughing. "We just had our asses handed to us on silver platters," he said.
"C'mon, it wasn't that bad," Caleb denied.
"Oh, yes, it really was," Sarah agreed.
Pogue was still laughing. "I am never being on your team ever again," he promised Caleb.
Caleb laughed, putting the cue on the cleared pool table and hugged Sarah to him. She turned her head up to his and let him kiss her.
"You wanna dance?" he asked her.
Sarah looked at him oddly. "I thought you didn't like dancing?" she said suspiciously.
"I don't," Caleb admitted, "But you do."
Grinning, Sarah kissed him and led him onto the dance floor. Kate and Pogue joined them and they danced until the song ended. When a new one began, they switched partners and Sarah danced with Pogue. It was fun; she'd never danced with him before. When the song was winding down Sarah grabbed Kate.
"You wanna get Reid and Tyler for the next one?" she asked casually. Kate looked at her roommate, and then at the two remaining Sons. They were sitting together at their table, eating fries and downing Cokes. She nodded with a smile as they turned back to their boyfriends.
"We're gonna trade you guys in for Tyler and Reid," Kate informed them.
"Oh, thank god!" Pogue exclaimed, making the girls laugh and Caleb to smile in agreement. As the last notes of the song were fading, the four of them meandered their way through the sweaty, swaying bodies towards the table. Caleb and Pogue dropped down into two seats at the table and watched their unsuspecting brothers be dragged out onto the dance floor.
Sarah laughed as Tyler shoved the fry in his hand in his mouth and looked questioningly down at her as she began to move with the beat.
"What are you doing?" he asked her incredulously.
"Dancing," she replied innocently, grabbing his hands and putting them around her waist.
"But Caleb's right there!" he insisted. Sarah turned in his arms, looping an arm around his neck, her back pressed to his chest. His arms dropped to his sides again.
"He said it was fine," she told him, beginning to grind against him. "Didn't you see me dancing with Pogue?" He shook his head and remained unmoving behind her.
"C'mon, Tyler," Sarah charmed, pulling his hands back around her waist, holding onto them and forcing him to move with her. "Relax and enjoy," she said, devious grin on her face. Tyler reluctantly smiled back and began to move willingly. Her arm looped back around his neck and she looked over at Kate and Reid, the latter of whom seemed to be much more relaxed than Tyler had been at first. The fact that Kate was Pogue's serious girlfriend didn't matter to him; he was just having a little fun.
As if reading her mind, Tyler spoke in her ear "Reid's different than I am. He's all for fuck-the-consequences. I'm-"
"A gentleman?" Sarah cut in smoothly.
"I was going to say cautious," Tyler said with a smile.
Sarah returned the smile. "No, I think gentleman just about covers it. You're a great friend, nice guy, respectful, mindful. See, I doubt Reid had a second thought after Kate started grinding with him. He didn't feel he needed Pogue's permission. That's why he's a good person to go to if you want to piss your boyfriend off." Tyler laughed. Sarah continued, "But you need some encouragement, which is why I grabbed you before Kate did. Plus, you're insecure about your dancing." The last comment was a teasing one and Tyler chuckled again.
The song ended and Sarah told Tyler, "Relax with Kate, she won't bite," earning a smile from him before Reid loomed up in front of her.
She put on her brightest smile and said "Hi, Whore."
"Well, hello, Wolverine," he retorted smoothly.
"Oh, shut up, that probably isn't even there anymore!" Sarah shot back.
Reid laughed. "You willing to bet on that? Take a look." He turned around and bent his knees slightly. Sarah glanced nervously over at the table to find that Pogue and Caleb had migrated to the foosball table.
Sarah pushed Reid's shirt aside to reveal the mark she left. The four crescent marks remained. It looked sore. She cringed and let his shirt fall back into place. Reid walked around behind her and pulled her hips against his.
"Okay, I stand corrected," Sarah conceded. "Sorry about that."
Reid laughed "It's alright. It's fun telling the guys on the swim team that their moms did it."
Sarah laughed. "Creative aren't you?"
"You know it," Reid agreed, the definition of cocky. Sarah smiled and continued to dance, sneaking a glance at Tyler and Kate. The boy seemed to have taken Sarah's advice; he looked calm and relaxed as Kate ground against him. They seemed to be having an entertaining conversation from what she could tell. Sarah arched her neck back to look up at Reid.
"What?" he asked, their blue eyes locking momentarily. Sarah shrugged.
"Just looking at you," she admitted.
"'Cause I'm so god damn irresistible, right?" he said arrogantly.
Sarah smiled and shook her head. "No," she said "I've just never really taken a good look at you. Like I've seen you, but I've never looked at you, you know what I mean?"
"Nope," Reid responded simply with a grin, "But I think you should look away before Caleb starts to wonder what we're doing."
"We're dancing," Sarah declared happily, white teeth flashing in one of her mega-watt smiles that had drawn him to her in the first place. Reid felt lust and desire begin to course through him and he did his best to kick it down, but it wouldn't go away. He tore his eyes away from hers and glanced over at Caleb and Pogue. They were absorbed in their foosball game. His head turned to Kate and Tyler. They were dancing front to front, Kate's back to them. Reid could still feel Sarah's eyes on him.
"Stop it," he growled at her.
"Stop what?" she asked, confused.
"Stop staring at me."
"Why? Am I not allowed to look?"
"Just stop it Sarah," Reid pleaded.
"Tell me why and maybe I will," the girl shot back.
Reid looked down at her. "You really wanna know?" Sarah nodded. "You sure?" he clarified. She nodded again. He pressed her hips more firmly into his and watched her eyes widen with realization.
"I'm guessing that's not your belt buckle?" she teased after a moment.
"I'm not wearing a belt," he growled in her ear, loosening his hold on her hips. It only vaguely registered in his mind that the song they'd been dancing to had long since changed. He shot a look around for Tyler and found him continuing to dance with Kate. "Now you see what you're doing to me?" he hissed at Sarah.
"So what do you intend to do about that?" she asked him coyly, turning her entire body around to face him.
"Flirting with me in front of your boyfriend?" Reid teased.
"Maybe. Flirting back in front of your best friend?" Sarah returned easily. She'd begun to feel the burn of unrequited lust over the past few days and suddenly it felt like Caleb's kisses weren't enough to satisfy her anymore. She wanted more.
"Maybe," he copied, eyes intense.
"Maybe," Sarah mocked with an enticing smile.
"Well," Reid began, eyes peeking out at her from just below his blond fringe. "I was hoping you would take care of it for me, but if not then I can always go find someone else..."
Sarah smiled at him and made a show of pondering her choices. Finally, when Reid was beginning to think he couldn't bear the suspense anymore, Sarah said thoughtfully, "Well I never did repay that oral favour from the other night..." Reid grinned wickedly at her, glanced around to make sure all of their friends were sufficiently preoccupied, and led her towards the front door of Nicky's. For someone who looked so innocent on the outside, she was quite the devil on the inside, as Reid was quickly learning.
They were careful not to let anyone important see them as they slipped out onto the porch, down the stairs, and into the back seat of Reid's truck.
The moment Reid slammed the door closed behind himself, Sarah grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pulled him on top of her, mouth smashing against his. Reid didn't protest; he kissed her back, running his tongue over her lips and reacquainting himself with her tongue as her lips parted. Her hands were tangled in his fine blond hair, her breath tickled his cheek, her legs were intertwined with his own. His mind screamed for her and it was enough to make him tear his mouth from hers.
"So how about that favour, huh?" he gasped out before kissing her roughly again. He felt Sarah's quick, nimble fingers make quick work of the button on his jeans and his fly. She ran her hand up the length of him through his boxers and he bit her lip. Her hand continued its journey upwards, over his abs and onto his chest, where she pushed him away gently. He took the hint, taking up a comfortable sitting position as she knelt on the carpeted floor of the truck between his legs. He silently applauded himself for getting the extended cab and praised whoever had invented tinted windows as he watched her undo the button on his boxers with desire-filled eyes. He held his breath as she reached inside the article of clothing.
He'd felt hard in the bar, but now that she had him in her hands he felt impossibly stiff. She pulled his member out into the open, hand beginning to move at a moderate pace up and down his shaft and she took her first look at it. Last week, she'd gotten the chance to see Tyler, but Reid had been too hasty. She'd been right about the two of them feeling about the same size, though.
She looked up at Reid's face to find him settled comfortably. He calmly asked her, "Like what you see?"
Sarah smirked. "Like what you feel?"
"You could make it better," he quipped, knowing she'd know precisely what he meant. She smirked at him and let her head lower until her mouth hovered over his tip. She breathed hot air over him and smiled inwardly as he shifted anxiously. She placed feather light kisses all up his shaft, but never once allowing her lips to touch his tip.
"Sarah," he growled, "If you're going to fool around like that, I'd almost rather take care of it myself." She smiled tauntingly up at him as she let her tongue slip past her lips and run up his length, leaving a wet trail in its wake. His eyes intensified to a deeper blue and narrowed as she drew a circle around his tip with her tongue. She left a lingering kiss on his head before letting her lips ease over it, drawing him inside her mouth. Her tongue teased him and she felt his hand gently ease into her hair. He exhaled a contented sigh and gently pressed on her head. She let him push more of himself into her mouth, using her hands to stimulate what she couldn't fit inside.
Reid sighed again as she began to move up and down his member, tongue moving over him all the while in an electrifying pattern. His hand remained tangled in her hair as he got closer to his release, pressing down gently, but with more desperation and more frequently. Her tongue moved faster, eliciting a groan from Reid as he finally came, the thick salty liquid bursting into Sarah's mouth. She swallowed it as quickly as it came and when she was sure he was finished, she licked him clean and drew away, wiping her mouth. She looked calmly up at him, his hungry stare catching her off guard. She began re-buttoning his boxers and the moment she was done he reached down, grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her down on the bench seat beside him.
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