AN: So, I was so deliriously happy with your reviews and the fact that you love me again, that I decided to give y'all a little treat ;) I wasn't really planning on continuing this chapter from where the last one ended, since I mostly just wanted to leave it to your imagination :P But seeing as many of you were kind of expecting it, I decided to dedicate this whole chapter to sexy times :} (I also didn't want to receive any more flaming bags of crap 'cause, as much as they made my yard look amazing, they completely ruined my shoes)
So yea, because of that, and also as a way to simply delay the inevitable end of this fic as much as possible ('cause I'm sure we're all aware that it's coming :( I mean, look how long this monster is already!) this next installment of Behind Enemy Lines is dedicated to all of you! If you're not a fan of sexy times, I should have the next chapter up by the end of the week to continue with the story ;)
Jade
"I'm almost certain my date of birth is on the ID card in your hands and not on my tits." I deadpan, crossing my arms and glaring at the scrawny pervert who's shamelessly ogling my breasts. He hums some sort of acknowledgement and finally drags his beady little eyes back to the fake ID card I handed him.
"Alright, Miss… Van Cleef." He smiles, revealing a couple of missing teeth in his nasty ass mouth. And where the fuck did they get this guy? From the cast of The Hills Have Eyes? "Everything checks out. Just sign here and I'll give you your room key." He pushes some papers forward on the desk and hands me a pen.
"Oh Tori, did you need any help with the gigantic duffel bag and grocery bags?" Tori huffs as she enters the lobby, dragging a shitload of plastic bags along with my duffel bag hung over her shoulder. "Why, no Jade! It's always been my dream to get scoliosis!" I roll my eyes at her dramatics and help her set the bags down while Skippy files the paperwork.
"And why did you insist on getting everything down on the first trip?" I smirk.
"It's just more practical and saves a lot of time." She grumbles quietly, setting the duffel bag down with a sigh.
"Ooh… Don't wanna waste any time, do we?" I purr, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively. She blushes and quickly looks towards the front desk, just for her eyes to widen and face flush even more. I turn around and see Skippy giving us a knowing smile as he lets his eyes drag up and down both our bodies.
"So…" He drawls, licking his disgustingly chapped lips. "What do you ladies say I buy us some drinks from the liquor store down the street and we have ourselves a good time? My shift is over in forty minutes." He smiles and winks. I clench my fists and stomp back to him.
"Listen here, Papa Jupiter." I hiss, slamming my hands down on the desk and towering over him. "Unless you want to kiss your three remaining teeth goodbye, I'd suggest you keep your repugnant eyes to yourself, hand over my room key, and pray my good mood remains so that your manager won't hear about what a fucking unprofessional pervert her white trash employee is." His eyes widen and he visibly gulps, quickly grabbing one of the keys hanging from a wooden board behind him and handing it to me.
"Room f-f-forty-eight. Second floor by the ice machine." He stutters as I rip the key from his grasp.
I continue glaring at him, slowly and threateningly moving my hand over the desk in his direction. He nervously flicks his gaze between my eyes and approaching hand as he subconsciously leans away from me. Just as I am a few inches from his face, I plunge my hand down into the dish filled with skittles in front of him, causing him to jump. I grab a handful and plop a few in my mouth, never breaking eye contact. He gives me an uneasy, crooked smile while I slowly chew on the candy, gaze never faltering. After a few more seconds of freaking the shit out of him with my mere stare, I give him a slow teasing smile. His tense shoulders start to relax and the hard lines on his face smooth out when I suddenly hurl the remaining candy in my hand at him, making him squeal in fear like a fucking little girl. I smirk and spin around, grabbing the duffel bag and my purse before heading towards the door.
I pass by Tori, who is gaping at me in shock, and give her a wink as I walk outside. She quickly grabs the rest of the stuff and rushes after me.
"Enjoy your stay at The Six Inns Motel, Miss Van Cleef!" I hear Skippy call out nervously.
"Van Cleef?" Tori mumbles.
"Sinjin got me the ID and having his stupid last name was one of the conditions to the agreement." I mutter. She shakes her head as she follows closely after me.
"Anyway, did you really have to do that?" She whispers. "The guy almost wazzed himself!"
"Good." I grunt, pressing the button for the elevator. "He was a fucking sleazeball."
"Well, yea but… I mean, what do you expect in a shady place like this?" She says looking around wearily. "I still can't believe we actually came to a motel."
"You didn't give me much of a choice with the way you were behaving in the car." I retort. "I had to stop somewhere to keep from crashing because you couldn't keep your hands off me." Just then the doors to the elevator open and we step inside.
"You make me sound like some sort of crazed animal with no self-control." She snaps.
"Well…" I trail off and shrug.
"I too have self-control!" she cries indignantly. I chuckle and press the button to the second floor.
"It's ok, Vega." I tease. "I would find myself irresistible too."
"You give yourself way too much credit…" She mumbles.
"Oh is that so?" I say while slowly walking over to the corner where she's leaning against the graffiti-covered metal wall. "Show me how controlled you are…" I whisper, pressing our bodies together and bringing my face centimeters from hers. Her eyes widen as they nervously flick to my lips. I smirk and arch my eyebrow in the way I know drives her crazy, feeling her broken breath feather my skin. "Don't kiss me…" I brush her lips with mine. "Don't touch me…" I drag my free hand up her stomach and around her breast, causing her to shut her eyes tightly. "Don't –want– me…" She gasps when I press my knee between her legs. The elevator doors open following the loud ding and I immediately walk out, leaving her frozen in place. "We'll see how long you last." I call back as I make my way to the room, giant grin on my face.
A few seconds later I hear her shuffling out behind me, muttering unintelligible things under her breath. I walk briskly down the hall, stopping outside our door and putting down our stuff so I can open it.
"Besides," I say twisting the key and pushing open the door. "I don't know what you're complaining about; this place isn't so bad." I toss the duffel bag inside by the door to keep it from closing and make my way to the handrail just outside, motioning to the street with my hand. "I mean, look at what a beautiful view we have of Sunset Boulevard and all the drug dealers and prostitutes that make L.A. the gem that it is." I snicker and head inside. I take out the blankets from the duffel bag that we had used on our impromptu date and set them over the bed; 'cause I mean, have you heard of the shit forensic investigators find on motel's bed sheets and furniture?
"You know, you're not really one to talk…" Tori huffs setting down the bags on the small wooden table by the entrance; completely ignoring everything I just said. "If anyone here is an uncontrollable lust-filled animal, it's you!" My eyebrows shoot up and I place my hands on my hips, giving her an unbelieving stare. "Yea, that's right! Remember last Wednesday at school? When we were helping Andre strike the set after his play, and when no one was looking you pulled me into the little closet backstage and all but forced your tongue down my throat, while your hands ventured to places where access had not yet been granted!" She crosses her arms across her chest and smiles smugly.
"I didn't hear you complaining." I scoff. "As a matter of fact, if it hadn't been because of stupid Sinjin walking by, you would have easily granted me with full VIP fucking access!"
"That's… not the point! All I'm saying is that you're just as uncontrollable as I am!"she adds with a knowing grin.
"Whatever helps you sleep at night, horndog…" I snicker laying down on the now covered bed, kicking off my boots, and clicking the tv on.
"That does it!" she growls before throwing herself at me. I yelp in surprise as she straddles me and pins my wrists over my head. And it's really fucking cute how she thinks her weak grasp could possibly keep me from breaking free. I decide to humor her and remain still, grinning up at her teasingly. "Admit it!" She snarls, and damn that's sexy. "Admit that I drive you crazy and that you can't keep your hands off me!"
"I never claimed otherwise." I say, easily flipping her over so that now she's pinned below me. "Cause you do…" I lean down and kiss her neck. "And I can't..." I murmur while dragging my hands from her wrists down her arms and over her chest, making her breath catch. "All I'm saying is that I know how to control myself more than you do…" I place a quick kiss on her lips and roll over to lay beside her, nonchalantly turning my attention back to the tv.
"Fine." She grunts leaning up on her elbows and looking over at me. "Let's put it to a test." I furrow my eyebrows and look at her, smiling mischievously at me. She takes the remote from my hand and turns up the volume. "Every time a commercial comes out, we can do whatever we want to each other…" She slowly runs her finger across the small plastic buttons while staring at me seductively. "But as soon as the show resumes… we have to stop." She tosses the remote off to the side and crawls over to me again. "Whoever can't stop loses, and the winner gets to do to them, any… thing… she wants…"
I can't help but gulp and lick my lips as a result of the look she's giving me and the tone of her voice. She sees this and smiles, so I quickly mask my intimidation with my usual cockiness.
"I'm gonna enjoy this..." I breathe before leaning up and claiming her lips with mine, as a car commercial plays in the background. She gasps a bit in surprise, but it's quickly morphed into a moan as my tongue wastes no time diving into her mouth. Her hands cup my face as she deepens the kiss, while my own snake around her hips and pull them down so that she's pressed flush against me. I'm about the grab onto her backside to bring her even closer when Jerry Springer's annoying theme song comes back on the tv. She jumps off me and sits up on the bed, breathing slightly labored. She looks over at me and smiles triumphantly.
"Calm down there, sweet cheeks." I grin. "We're just getting started."
We sit in silence, only half listening to what the idiots on screen are saying. Something about some white bitch's boyfriend sleeping with her mom and her sister, getting them both pregnant or some shit… I can't fully concentrate on trailer trash issues when Tori is laying on her stomach in front of me, her ass staring me right in the face as her long, toned legs stretch out from under her incredibly short shorts. I have to grip tightly onto the blanket to keep from throwing myself at her.
Shit… this is gonna be harder than I thought.
Finally, a fight breaks out between the whore's boyfriend and one of her brothers, or maybe sons, and it cuts to a commercial. No sooner does the scene fade out that I'm quickly grabbing her ankles and dragging her towards me, not even giving her a chance to turn around. She cries out in surprise when I straddle her butt and slide my hands under her shirt, circling down to her stomach, and dragging them up her front until I fully cup her breasts. Her moan reverberating through my hands which are being tightly pressed between her body and the mattress.
"No fair, Jade…" She groans. "I can't do anything in this position."
"But I can." I whisper, nipping her earlobe.
"God…" she breathes reaching back and tangling her hand in my hair. I move from her ear down to her neck, sucking on a spot I know drives her absolutely insane. She tightens her grasp around me and moans out my name, making my entire body shake. The spot between my legs desperately crying for attention. I lift my hips and roughly grind them into her, causing us both to moan in pleasure, as I continue my ravishing attack on her neck.
"And we're back!"
"Nooo!" Tori groans, letting her hand and face drop down onto the blanket when Jerry's voice blares through the speakers. I let myself fall off to the side, panting heavily.
"Ready to give up?" I snicker as I try to play off how absolutely frustrated I feel as well, praying she'll just give up and we can move on from this idiotic competition. I mean, I could just give up myself, but… well, we all know I'm not about to do that.
"No." she snaps breathlessly. "Are you?"
"Not even close." I smirk, though the increasing dampness in my pants begs to differ.
We do three more rounds. Each hotter and more intense than the last. We're both flushed and completely out of breath, and God if I don't get some form or release soon…
"Fuck!" I growl when Tori rips her hand out of my pants just as the show resumes while I yank mine out from beneath her shirt.
"This is ridiculous…" She groans. "We're both too stubborn and competitive to give up."
"So are you saying it's over? We're done?" I cry out happily.
"No…" she looks over at me and smiles. "I'm saying maybe we need to increase the level of difficulty." I cover my eyes and groan. "Oh, is this getting to be too much for Jadie–the-always-in-control–licious?" She taunts. I rip my hands from my face and send her a threatening glare.
"Tell me what the fuck's your plan." I deadpan.
She grabs the remote and shuts off the tv before climbing out of the bed and heading to my duffel bag, from where she pulls out my small amplifier and Pear Pod. After finding a song she likes she hooks up the device to the speaker and runs over to grab one of the flimsy wooden chairs that go with the table, all while I follow her curiously with my gaze. She sets the chair in the middle of the room, and then comes to the bed, grabs my hand and pulls me to the chair.
"Sit." She commands. And I can't help but smile as I realize what exactly she's planning on doing.
"Mmm, am I gonna get a little lap dance from Prissy Little Vega?" I purr. "Wait, let me get my dollar bills!" I go to get my purse but she firmly pushes me back onto the chair.
"Oh, you're gonna get more than just a little lap dance." She murmurs. I'm about to comment when she presses her index finger to my lips. "If you can keep full control of yourself throughout this, you will have passed and proven yourself, and then it'll be your turn to get me to break however you deem necessary." I bite the tip of her finger playfully as she drags it off my lips.
"And what happens if we both win… or lose?"
"I'm sure we can come up with a reward… or punishment for one another." She winks. I smile and roughly pull her down by her shirt to kiss her, breaking away as to not let things get too heated and risk losing.
"May the odds be ever in my favor." I whisper in my best English accent before biting and pulling on her lower lip.
"You will willingly offer yourself as tribute by the time I'm through with you." she mutters, giving me one last peck. She turns around and heads to the dresser where she set up the small amp and presses play. Immediately, the sound of high pitched strings emit from the speakers. A smile tugs at my lips and I have to fight the urge to roll my eyes at how like her the song is. I open my mouth to comment on how predictable she is for choosing Toxic by none other than Britney Spears, only to almost choke on my words when she spins around to face me, just as the lyrics begin. She starts swaying seductively towards me, her face holding a playful, but oh so fucking sexy, smirk the entire time. She runs her hands slowly up her body as she stops in front of me, putting them on my shoulders and roughly pushing me back so she can straddle my lap.
"I-I thought you said no touching…" I stammer.
"I said you couldn't touch me…" She murmurs as she drags her hands down my chest, onto my stomach, and back up again, all while swaying her body to the beat. "I never said anything about me touching you."
She leans in close, lips almost brushing mine as the buildup to the hook begins, just to pull away and onto her feet, spinning in a surprisingly coordinated circle right as the chorus picks up. She whips her hair and sends me a flirty wink before turning her back to me and dipping her butt low and slow, all while keeping completely in sync with the music, making me wonder if she's had this choreographed all along, 'cause holy shit she can move.
"Well fuck me sideways…" I breathe.
She stands up straight when the second stanza begins, hips continuing their delicious swaying while she slowly unbuttons her shirt, still facing away from me. She turns around and tosses her bra in my direction, her shirt now fully unbuttoned, hangs loosely open, exposing her flat, tanned stomach and just barely covering her breasts. I absentmindedly catch the garment, tearing my gaze from Tori long enough to notice it's one of those bras you can unhook from the straps… and that it's still warm.
My eyes once again turn to her, completely mesmerized as walks towards me, slowly unbuttoning her shorts, revealing hot pink boy shorts underneath. She does a little spin and her shorts drop, exposing those long, luscious legs I'd love to kiss the entire length of. I bite my lower lip and tighten my grasp on the bra as she hooks her thumbs over the waist band of her underwear, slightly pulling down on them to teasingly reveal her lower abs and top of her pelvic area as she dances her way towards me, mouthing the words 'I'm addicted to you, don't you know that you're toxic?'
She circles around me during the Bollywood-like vocal part near the end, dragging her hand across my arms, face, hair, chest, stomach - everywhere. My mind is spinning, my heart is racing, my lungs are aching, and my mouth is watering. Finally she stops in front of me, hands on either side of me grasping the back of the chair as she grinds the air in front of her until she's back on my lap and her face by my ear.
"With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride…" she whispers right on cue, and my eyes flutter shut, along with my willpower and reason.
Remind me, why the fuck am I trying to resist this again?
I drop the bra and slip my hands underneath her open shirt, my breath becoming twice as labored from the mere feel of her hot skin below my palms. She moans and takes advantage of her current position to kiss my neck, causing an embarrassingly loud whimper mixed with a sigh to escape my lips. She travels up my neck and across my jaw until she's staring me in the eye, the end of song playing in the background as she resumes her soft singing.
"Intoxicate me now… with your lovin' now… I think I'm ready now…"
"I think I'm ready now." I finish with a smirk, rolling my eyes at the cheesy smile she gives me for going along with the stupid song. I move my hands up her back and bring her closer, our lips separated by no more than a millimeter. "I think I'm addicted to you." I breathe.
"That's so cheesy…" She giggles and presses her forehead to mine.
"Wow, that must've been pretty fucking lame if you're calling it cheesy…" I smirk, leaning in to get my most needed kiss, but she pulls away.
"You lost." She taunts, giving me an eskimo kiss. A fucking eskimo kiss. And yet, seeing as I'm desperate for anything at this point, I smile and happily return it.
"There's an extremely hot, half-naked girl sitting on my lap who just danced and stripped for me… Call me a loser all you want."
"Loser."
"Don't push it now." I warn.
"You are the weakest link. Goodbye!" she says in a terrible Anne Robinson impersonation.
"Vega…"
"It's ok, West." She sneers. "I would find myself irresistible too."
I growl and stand to my feet, knocking down the chair as I carry her bridal style and swing her onto the bed causing her to squeal in surprise and childish delight.
"I bet I can break you in less than one minute!" I exclaim standing over her on the mattress. "Double or nothing that I break you in less than one minute!"
"You haven't been able to do it in the past hour, what makes you think you'll be able to do it in less than a minute now?" She snickers, running her fingers up and down my legs as they stand on either side of her waist.
"Double or nothing." I repeat. "I do this, I win, you lose." She studies me for a few seconds, considering my proposition. "Or are you too scared you'll break?" I tease.
"As if…" she scoffs. "Alright, you're on." She grabs my phone from the bedside table and sets the timer. "One minute starting… Now."
As soon as the words leave her mouth I let myself drop down on all fours on top of her.
"What the-" she cries, covering her face and shutting her eyes in surprise. "You didn't mean literally break me did you?"
"Open your eyes, Vega! You're using up my time!"
She hesitantly opens them and looks up at me as I hover a few inches above her. She furrows her brows in confusion and is about to question me when I lean in even closer to her face. She gasps and her eyes widen, but she otherwise remains quiet and still. I do nothing but stare, boring into her eyes with my own penetrating gaze. Soon enough her confused expression softens and her eyes become fixed on mine.
See, much like my boobs, I've learned that my eyes possess the same 'entrancing' effects with people. I briefly flick them to her lips before bringing them back up to lock on hers and I know I've got her.
Her own eyes quickly dart to my lips, and right when they do, I run my tongue over the top one in the most seductive way I can possibly manage.
And it's beautiful really… the way her breath catches, her pupils dilate, and her skin flushes in a matter of seconds before she lunges up and frantically attaches her lips to mine in a kiss so heated that we both fail to notice the timer going off just ten seconds afterwards.
She manages to tear off my leggings and underwear without ever detaching her lips from mine. We inevitably have to separate in order to pull my shirt over my head, but as soon as it's off, she has me pinned down on the bed, where she then proceeds to all but rip my bra off my chest. I quickly pull her shirt off while she shimmies out of her boy shorts. Once we are both completely naked she throws herself at me, moaning when our bare bodies fully meet once again.
"Triple or nothing." she manages to pant while simultaneously placing a trail of kisses from my jaw to my chest. "Whoever manages to get the other to orgasm first… wins." She lifts her head up and looks at me.
"What?" I gawk breathlessly.
"You heard me…" She sighs, resting her chin on my stomach as she trails a finger over the slope of my breasts. "You make me come first, you win. But if I make you come first…" she lets her hand travel down my stomach and one of her fingers teasingly runs down my center.
"Fuck, Tori!" I cry out, throwing my head back against the pillow as tiny but electrifying pulses ripple through my body. She giggles and kisses up my stomach again while her hand rejoins the other on my breasts.
"So what do you say?" She purrs, softly kissing around my nipple. "Triple or nothing?"
"You are a whole different level of unhealthy competitive, you know that?" I mumble, still trying to catch my breath.
"Oh come on, Jade!" she laughs. "Judging by the state you're in… it shouldn't take long." She adds smugly.
I narrow my eyes at her and push off the bed, our bodies colliding in a massive explosion of pent up lust and desire; 'cause if this isn't considered the longest and most sexually frustrating foreplay known to mankind, I don't know what is.
I pin her down and hold her wrists off to the side while driving a knee in-between her legs, gasping at the incredible wetness it finds there.
"Well you sure ain't that far behind…" I tease pressing even further against her. She cries out and instinctively grinds herself against my thigh. I bite my lower lip trying to suppress a moan from seeing her laying there, naked, body squirming in pleasure. I lean down, desperate to kiss her, to taste her, to feel her pressed against me. "Tori…" I breathe into her lips, moving my hands up her body, feeling how smooth, hot, and sweaty she is; and it makes my entire being tremble. "God, what the fuck do you do to me, Vega?" I moan, dragging my lips across her jaw and continuing to press firmly into her.
I must've forgotten I'm no longer holding on to her wrists, because I don't even notice when one of her hands slips down until I feel it slip past my stomach and in-between my legs. I let out a sharp breath, burying my face into her neck. She circles my clit a few times, pressing into it every so often, which in turn causes my leg to jerk against her.
"Shit."
"Mmph."
My breathing is coming out faster and faster, as the pressure below me intensifies. I can feel Tori's chest pounding just as fiercely against mine, and I know it's just a matter of seconds before we both topple over the edge.
"Jade…" She pants, voice hoarse and raw. I lift my head and press my forehead against hers, our breaths feathering our faces as we gaze at each other. "I want… I need you inside me." She whispers, dark eyes boring into mine. "I need to feel you inside me. Please…"
Oh. My. God.
I kiss her, rough and gentle at the same time while trailing my hand down across her body, feeling every curve, every dip, until there's nothing but radiating heat. I move my knee out of the way to allow my hand better access, and feel Tori moan into my mouth when I slip two fingers inside her. I continue kissing her, swallowing her whimpers and moans as I quicken the pace of my movements.
My own moan erupts when she enters me and I have to rip away from her lips and press my face into the pillow below her. Holy fucking shit on a stick, the feeling of being inside her, while she's inside me is just… Ugh – Motherfucking incredible!
"Look at me." She breathes into my ear. "I want to see you…"
This girl is gonna fucking kill me.
I use my free hand to prop myself up so that my face is hovering over hers, my hair cascading around us as we continue moving within each other. And the way she looks at me, makes my entire body erupt in shivers; which really makes no fucking sense since I feel like I'm burning up.
Her breathing hitches and her pants become heavier, and I know she's close. Her own movements quicken and the pressure in me builds to a nearly unbearable level. I'm so transfixed in watching her facial expressions change, that I don't notice when my own body starts shaking until I'm overcome by the sensations. My eyes squeeze shut as I feel the ball of heat explode inside me.
"Mmm – ah– Ja-Jaade!"
I manage to open my eyes long enough to see her own rolling back, her mouth opening as everything -everything- is suddenly silenced and only the echo of her gasp resounds, sending me into another full blown, mind-boggling orgasm.
I'm limply spread over Tori when I seemingly return to consciousness. Both of us completely covered in sweat and breathing heavily.
"Wow…" she pants.
"'Wow' doesn't even begin to cover what just happened…" I mumble.
"Wow…" she repeats.
"Tori?" I whisper, as I try to push myself off her but my limbs refuse to cooperate. "I can't move…" She chuckles lazily and throws a hand around my back.
"Good." She murmurs before placing a kiss on top of my head and weakly pulling me to her.
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"JesusshitfuckGodTori fuckingyesToriToriTo-T-Tori!" My back arches as I'm repeatedly overtaken by pulsating waves of pleasure. "Holy shit…" I pant as I fall back into the bed.
I feebly lift my head to see Tori's pop up from in-between my legs, mouth smeared in whip cream as she pulls off the blind fold.
"Yay! I found it!" She cheers, licking around her lips. "Very creative hiding place Jade…" She chuckles sarcastically while crawling over to me.
"Best… Hiding place… Ever…" I mumble breathlessly. She smiles and snuggles next to me, resting her head on my open arm and drawing invisible shapes on my stomach while I continue attempting to catch my breath.
"Man, I can't believe we've been doing this all day…" She giggles.
"We're teenagers." I mutter with my eyes still closed. "It's what we do."
"I just- I just can't seem to ever get enough of you…" She says sheepishly, placing a soft kiss on my shoulder. "Do you think it's normal to love someone this much?"
"To love them or their body?" I quip.
"Body of course…" I pinch her. "Which just so happens to pertain to the most amazing person ever, with whom I'm deliriously in love!" she quickly adds.
"Good save." I deadpan.
"No but seriously, Jade. It's literally painful how much I love you." She twists so that she may look me in the eye. Her fingers playing with a lock of my hair.
"Is it the good kind of pain?" I smirk as I slowly caress the smooth skin of her back with my hand.
"The best." She smiles. "But… I don't think it's good for my heart you know? Or my lungs, or my brain, or my entire body for that matter." She leans her head up to kiss me softly in the lips. "You'll be the end of me, Jade West."
"We're in the honeymoon phase, Tor." I mutter into her lips. "It'll wear off soon enough and you and your body will get your precious rest." I push myself off the bed and in one quick move manage to straddle her. "Until then however… How 'bout we play another game?" I wiggle my eyebrows.
"You never tire do you?" she chuckles.
"Nope."
"Good. I was hoping you'd be able to keep up." she says sitting up beneath me and kissing my neck. "So…" she runs her hands up my back, making my eyes flutter shut and head arch back. "What game should we play now?"
"Play 'Find the Whip Cream' again!" A deep voice suggests from the other side of the wall.
Our eyes snap open and we both freeze.
"Maybe we should go play somewhere else?" Tori whispers with wide eyes.
"Somewhere else it is."
AN: Oh and this chapter is also in celebration for VICTORiOUS winning Best TV Show at the KCA! Yay! :D
Sexy times for all!