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Authors Note- This story is now staying in third person.

MATURE CHAPTER

MATURE CHAPTER

MATURE CHAPTER

MATURE CHAPTER

The clock reads midnight. The alcohol is completely evident among the group of teens. Carlos and Logan are sitting on the couch, one cup in each hand, each cup half full. Logan is fighting sleep and Carlos continuously tells his friend how much he loves him.

"Logan, Logan, did I tell you….that I love you?" Carlos asked poking Logan in the side.

Logan turned his head and smiled at his drunken friend, "I love you too, man."

"Alright!" Carlos yelled sloshing his cup on his jeans.

This conversation repeated itself countless times in the last hour. Jesse and Kendall had disappeared after half the bottle was gone. Becky sipped shyly at her second cup of the strong blue liquid. She was sitting beside James in the hallway; holding hands. James was on his fifth glass.

"Beck…I love you," James slurred, his face a scarlet red.

Becky nodded and smiled sipping her cup. She was a quiet drunk so far.

James held his hands out in front of him as if he were feeling something, "I want to…I want to do so many things with you. I have dreams where I'm just…..I'm just….hhnngg!"

"I have dreams like that too," Becky giggled setting her cup down and spilling it.

James looked at the girl beside him and suddenly found his hand in her hair and his lips pressed against hers. He let his other hand wander down to her lower back and trace small circles just above her tailbone. Becky moaned into his mouth at his taunting and warm touch. James' glass spilled all over his leg as he repositioned himself. He laid her back on to her spilled drink and crawled over her, not once breaking the kiss.

Becky arched her back upwards in a failed attempt to avoid the liquid. James took it as a sexual advance and he ground his hips into hers. She was forced back down and into the cold liquid.

"James, James, I have my drink all over me," Becky said breaking the kiss and sitting up. Her white shirt was soaked with blue and dirt from the wood floor.

"I have it all over my leg too," James grinned and looked at the bathroom at the end of the hallway. "We could wash off."

Becky looked at the bathroom that was rarely used and nodded, "Yeah." She made an attempt at standing up but found herself on her ass once again. Deciding it was to much of and effort to stand, she crawled.

James stood up and walked just like he was perfectly fine and not at all completely drunk. He helped Becky into the bathroom and shut the door. He was out of his clothes in a second and so was Becky. They stood, well, James stood and Becky sat supported by the toilet, and looked at each other.

"I-I didn't know you were so….so…." Becky stuttered looking over at the shower.

James grinned and stepped into the shower and turned the water on a comfortable heat. He stood there under the hot soothing water. Letting it flow silently over his body and slicking his hair back with a light 'ah!'. Becky flushed several shades darker than she already was from the alcohol.

The water poured over each and every crevice of James' body. It made him look even better if that was even possible. He looked down at Becky on the toilet staring, "Want to join me?"

Becky nodded silently and he lifted her into the shower and pinned her against the wall. She was supported half by his arms and half by the non-slip wall tile. Soon she was soaked head to toe with James staring down at her with his hazel eyes. He took in every curve and dip in her body. He mapped it out in his head and he knew just what he would do with every bit that was currently his.

Becky could feel the alcohol's effects wearing off a bit. It was as if the water was whisking it away slowly and she wanted nothing more than to stand there under the onslaught of warm water with James. Well, there was one thing that she wanted more than the warm water, but she wouldn't tell the naked god in front of her.

"Becky," James said in a low husky tone. "Do you want to?"

"Have sex?" Becky blurted.

James leaned in closer, "Yeah."

"Yes," Becky whispered shyly.

James didn't wait another second. His hands that were tangled in the back of her hair pulling her head closer to his till their lips met. Becky didn't object and kiss back enthusiastically. She could feel his warm tongue asking her lips for entrance and she obliged.

The friction between then became intense as James moved his leg in between her legs. Becky blindly searched his chest, feeling every part of his toned upper body and even going as far to trace the lines of his hips.

When they broke for air, Becky looked down at James once more. She mentally reveled in the fact that he was all hers. James chuckled lightly and recaptured her lips as he forced himself closer against her. She ran her hands down his back to his ass. After a full on group she moved her hands back up and grabbed his muscular shoulders tightly.

James' lips left hers and began to move lower to her collar bone and lower still till she felt his warm mouth on her left breast. Becky's body arched forward in and her breathing became more ragged. This earned her an especially hard suck from James. This only made her want more. She became sidetracked by something else, it was pinned in between her thighs and getting harder by the second. She was going insane because he teased and didn't enter.

"J-" she swallowed. "ames." James let go of her breast and moved his mouth back over hers, sucking hard on her bottom lip as he lifted her slightly against the wall.

She shuddered when he entered. The intense pleasure of one long deep stroke caused her to bite her bottom lip to prevent screaming.

"Go slow!" Becky whimpered and he began to pull back out.

James leaned his head against the wall beside her and grunted, "I know."

Soon he picked up the pace. Long slow stroked became fast short strokes. Becky was biting her lip so hard it was bleeding. Her nails dug into James' shoulders to the point where there were blood rivers running down his back with the water.

Becky let her lip slip out of her teeth and she let out a loud deep moan as James hit on her sweet spot.

"Shh," James smiled nipping at her ear.

Each plunge from James caused the air to be forced out of Becky's lungs. She could feel her climax rising and dug her nails in deeper as it hit her. James' hit him at the same time and they breathed a sigh of relief after they both finished.

James lowered Becky slowly to the floor of the shower and he sat across from her breathing just as heavily as she was.

Two words...No Condom. ~Iska XOXOXO

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