(A.N. Ok…so I have been away TOO LONG. I'm sorry but finding out that your mother has breast cancer kinda takes your mind off of story writing, but now she is recuperating and I NEED TO WRITE to feel better lol so this chapter be a smutty dirty LEMONY (mmmmm maybe not a full lemon… who knowsssss~) BUT BE WARNED lolol 3 and plez review and favorite and all that :3)
Chapter Twenty-Five: A Game of Chicken (LEMON-ISH WARNING)
I stared up at Jack, the knife dangerously close to my skin. His sexy painted face loomed inches above mine and I wanted it closer. "I wanna play~" I whined making my bottom lip quiver.
Jack's grin widened as he licked his lips in contemplation, "Ah, my doll is so impatient…" He crooned pressing the knife a bit more into my flesh. "Let me at least tell you how the game is played, doll." He flicked my nose and stood abruptly from the bed, pulling me with him to my feet.
"Now…do you know how to play chicken?" He inclined, arching an eyebrow.
I stared at him, bemused, "Yes…"
"Good! Now this game will not be played with cars…" Grinning he reached up and traced the switchblade across my bottom lip.
"Then how will we play?" I asked, curious.
He grinned even more, "For this game of chicken, we will each be put on a timer and when we say 'stop' we stop the timer. The person that makes the other say 'stop' the fastest wins."
I eyed him suspiciously, "What does the winner get?"
Jack chuckled, "Whatever they want."
My mind reeled and I nearly yelled the first thing that popped into my head. "If I win, I wanna watch Titanic downstairs…and you have to watch it with me and cuddle me all nice-like~." I giggled feeling my green eyes brighten at the thought.
Jack arched an eyebrow, "Titanic?" He grimaced.
"Yes…it was my mom and I's favorite movie…" I whispered, "I haven't seen it in so long…"
Jack shook his head and grinned again, "If I win… I get to do whatever I want with you, while Titanic plays in the background."
I blinked as the heat rushed to my cheeks, among other places. Jack smirked and took out his phone, dialing a number.
"Boss?" I heard Ricky's voice on the other line.
"Ricky, I need you to go out and purchase a Blu-ray player and the movie Titanic." Jack barked in his no-nonsense voice that he strictly used with his men.
Ricky paused before answering, "Yes, boss."
"And popcorn~!" I chimed in.
Jack laughed out loud, slapping his thigh as there was another long pause from Ricky.
"Did ya hear that? My doll wants popcorn." Jack hissed into the phone.
"Yes, boss. Anything else?" He was answering straight away now.
"Hmmm~" Jack eyed me as I whispered, "Can he get some candy too~?"
Grinning like I was the most intriguing being on the planet he asked, "What kind, doll?"
"M&M's~!"
"Yes…boss." Ricky heard and answered.
"Set it up and leave the DVD and treats on the table. Do not come upstairs. Do not bother us. Tell the boys the same. No one comes into this house until noon tomorrow." Jack growled and hung up without a reply.
I chewed on my bottom lip as Jack went to the timer on his phone. "How long will we have to say 'stop'?" I inclined, pushing my hair behind my ear.
"Hmmm…thirty minutes?" He mused and nodded to himself.
It was then that I realized…how in the fuck was I going to get The Joker to say 'stop'…
I stared at his still painted face and tried to think fast.
"Ladies first?" He asked me arching an eyebrow with a grin.
"Are there any rules?" I asked motioning for him to sit on the bed.
Jack shook his head, "No rules."
I swallowed and took the phone from his hand, setting it for thirty minutes, before tossing it to the other side of the bed, close to his hand.
"Press start." I whispered as I reached out and gripped Jack's tie.
Right as he pushed start I straddled his lap and tugged his tie so his face was close to mine and I did what I wanted to do.
I pressed my painted lips to his.
He groaned, softly as my hands clumsily ran over his chest, around his shoulders and into his tangled green painted hair. I used my body to push him down onto his back and I licked his bottom lip, teasingly.
Oh yes, this was what I wanted to do…but being a man, Jack would never tell me to stop this.
Smiling I sat on his chest and looked deep into his brown eyes, "Tell me…how did you get those scars?" I whispered softly.
I felt his body stiffen and his eyes harden at my question.
"You want to know how I got these?" He prodded his scarred cheek, growling low. I nodded without a thought.
"When we first met…at the Asylum… They were fresh…"
"No… they had been re-opened." Jack corrected, his eyes still guarded.
"Re-opened?" I questioned, wincing as something flashed briefly in those dark brown eyes.
"Yes." He clipped, clearly not liking the topic.
"Tell me." I pressed as I reached out towards his scars.
Quick as lightning he grabbed me around the waist and flipped us over, so now he was on top. "Now is not story-time, my precious doll." He cooed, his eyes returning to their normal lightened color as he leaned down, his nose touching mine. "I think…this game is getting boring…"
With that he slammed his lips to mine as his large hands trailed all over my body, one tugging at the zipper of my dress. I shuddered as he slowly unzipped the dress, his mouth never leaving mine as he nearly ripped it down my chest.
I gasped as the cool air hit my bare chest, I had not put on a bra and I was now exposed. I quickly tried to hide myself with my arms, but Jack gripped both my wrists in one hand and pinned them above my head.
"Don't hide from me, doll…" He growled, low and primal, his brown eyes were hungry and alight with fascination as his eyes roamed my face then bare chest. My cheeks flushed as I looked away.
Without warning Jack gave each nipple a gentle kiss, making me squirm in response. "A-ah…" I mewled as his tongue circled one nipple, making it harden before moving to the next. I groaned arching my back at his gentle-ness.
I tried wriggling my hands free and when his hand released me I pressed both hands to his chest and pushed a little so I could take his fucking shirt off. He grinned as I messed with the buttons of his shirt.
He pushed himself out of the bed and stood in front of me, slowly unbuttoning his vest then his button down shirt. The way he did it…and with his face still painted…made my heart skip several beats.
Finally he tugged his shirt and vest off, tossing them to the side. He slipped off his shoes and started to unbutton his pinstripe pants. I stood up and wiggled out of the dress, before I could pull down the stockings Jack grabbed my hands, "No. Leave them on…" He grinned a grin that made the place between my legs rather damp.
His pants were off and all that remained were a pair of dark purple boxers…filled…dark purple boxers…
I stared down at the boxers then back up at his eyes which were dancing as they trailed my body.
He reached out a hand and cupped my breast, trailing down my side…over my stomach, right to the hem of my panties.
"Scarlett…"
I froze…this was the first time my name left his lips…
"J-Jack…" I whispered, my voice almost questioning.
His eyes met mine, as he grinned, "It's a nice name…but doll is so much easier to say…but here…" He took a step towards me so our bodies were nearly touching, "When we are alone…" He leaned down, lips inches from mine, "When no one can hear…" His voice dropped to a husky whisper, "You will be my Scarlett."
With those words a took in a breath and he took advantage and pressed his lips to mine, tongue delving in as his hand trailed over my panties and skimmed my sex making my body jolt in surprise.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as I kissed him back feverishly, yearning for his touch. Without warning, Jack picked me up as he sat on the bed with me straddling his lap as his hands gripped my ass playfully.
Groaning into his mouth, my hips grinded against him, "Hmmm, my Scarlett is eager…" Jack growled as he used two fingers to rip a hole in both my fishnets and panties. I gasped as he stroked a finger over the now exposed flesh.
Chuckling, Jack licked my bottom lip as my eyes focused back on his. "Does it feel good, my Scarlett?" He purred, now circling my clit with his thumb.
I nodded mutely, my hips grinding down slightly.
Jack chuckled and ever-so-slowly inserted a finger. And before he could explore…
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
The timer went off.
(A.N. Terribly sorry~ XD I promise a full on LEMON soon~ It just didn't seem the right time JUST YET! :3 LOVE YOU ALL~! Heehee~)