I can feel her on my skin
I can taste her on my tongue
She's the sweetest taste of sin
The more I get the more I want
She wants to own me
Come closer
She says come closer
Ne-Yo, Closer
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Lips traced a path down the curve of her neck, causing her to tilt her head away allowing for easier access to her smooth skin. His heavy breath ghosted over her flesh causing a quiet groan to escape from her own lips before carding her fingers through his hair. She shuddered when she felt the tips of his fingers dancing over her nearly naked skin. His teeth and tongue worked in tandem to pull a bruise easily from the sensitive flesh of her neck while the remaining article of clothing she wore- his dress shirt- was dropped from her shoulders and left to pool at her feet.
"I want you." He whispered huskily.
Her eyes fluttered closed. "I need you…" She replied.
His boxers were dropped to the ground before she was flung playfully onto the bed. It was mere seconds after that before he was crawling over her slowly- stalking her like a predator would their pray. His lips left kisses and his teeth nipped her skin as he trailed upwards, until their eyes locked together when he was hovering right over her.
"You ready for me?"
She hooked a leg around his waist. "Find out." She purred.
They both groaned as he slid into her welcoming heat. He stilled and took the time to stare down at her, watching her eyes widen slightly when he was fully seated within her deliciously tight pussy.
"Fuck you feel so good!" He growled.
Her arms wound around his neck as he started to move within her. Back and forth- ever so torturously slow- the whole time watching her pupils dilate almost impossibly with need and lust. He groaned and hid his face in the crook of her neck.
"Please…" She whispered to the nearly quiet room.
He looked up at her, his hips thrusting forward again. "Please what?" He teased.
"Dammit… don't tease! Fuck! I need to feel you fucking me!" She growled out wrapping both of her legs around his waist.
He shuddered, his eyes closing briefly. He loved it when she got so worked up. "Whatever you say baby girl." He answered with a smirk. He pulled his dick out till only the head was left inside her tight pussy, waiting for her eyes to lock onto his.
"Don't tease me pl-oh!" She never even got to finish her sentence before he slammed back into her.
He raised himself to his knees, pulling her up with him in order to kiss her full lips as he bucked his hips, thrusting into her waiting heat in hard, quick strokes that left her nearly breathless. He broke the kiss with a hiss of pleasured pain when he felt her nails digging into his back and moved to once again attack the sensitive skin of her neck.
"You like this baby girl? You like feeling my dick filling that sweet little pussy up?" He whispered hotly in her ear.
She threw her head back, a pleasured cry her only response as she felt one of his fingers circling her clit. "Yes!" She finally cried.
He fell back onto the mattress, his hands on her hips to hold her steady. His smirk was mirrored by her own as she dug her nails into his chest while she moved slowly up and down his hard, near throbbing cock. She was teasing them both as she moved slow as a snail up and back down before stopping to twist and swivel her hips.
His eyes nearly rolled back into his skull as he bit his lip. He knew she wanted him to beg- or take control- and he wasn't quite that far gone in the maddening need for her just yet to do so. With another shudder, he felt her nails draw down his chest to his stomach. She was teasing him as much as herself now.
"Tell me what you want, baby girl." He cooed at her when their eyes locked.
She circled his nipple with her nail, licking her dry lips with the tip of her tongue before drawing her lower lip in between her teeth. She stared at him with hooded eyes as she raised and lowered herself in that maddeningly slow pace that she knew would drive him to the brink of his control.
"I want my body covered with yours. I want my legs up, resting over your shoulders, I want to see your face while you lean over me. I want to feel you- filling me full of your hard dick- fucking me hard and fast… but most of all… I want you…"
He rolled them over and smirked when he did just as she asked, pausing to kiss the tender skin on the inside of her thigh before drawing both of her legs up and over his shoulders. They both groaned when he slid the head of his dick back into her heat.
"You have me. Always will." He promised before slamming into her.
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Bella groaned when the fog of sleep and her more than pleasant dreams left her mind. Her body instantly reminded her that she was in a lot of trouble for her stunts the night before. Her stomach was queasy, her head was pounding and the room was spinning. And that was without her eyes open. A whimper left her lips alerting Paul to her consciousness. He shook his head and smiled, chuckling quietly.
"Morning sunshine." He whispered.
Bella could have cried. "go'way!" She hissed.
Paul sighed. "Oh I bet your loving life right about now, aren't you?" He teased quietly.
She turned her head to look at him and hissed as soon as her eyes were opened. Her pillow was promptly pulled over her head after that causing Paul to openly laugh- though it was done quietly. In a manner befitting Izzy more than herself, Bella's middle finger saluted him in reply. He smirked and pulled the pillow from her head slowly.
"Is that a promise?" He whispered huskily as he dragged her body closer to his.
"Maybe." Bella was floored. Where had that come from.
Izzy was still 'asleep' inside of their shared head space. Had she actually just successfully flirted with him? There was no way that could have come out of her mouth so quickly and easily.
There was only one explanation. She was still drunk.
That was it. Of course. That had to be it.
Her breathing hitched when she felt his nose skim along the gentle curve of her neck, his lips following along just after, leaving heated butterfly kisses to her skin. Her lips parted when he nibbled gently at her earlobe, a quiet gasp escaping, alerting him to her growing desire. His lips moved back to her neck where he nibbled lightly against the pulse point just under her skin. She'd always had a 'no marks' rule, but she was very quickly forgetting just why that was. His lips on her skin felt so amazing. The things he was doing to her body were even more so as she concentrated on the feel of his feather light touches dancing over her skin.
"Paul!" She gasped. Her hands clenched into fists, one holding tight to her pillow, the other nearly ripping the sheets covering her body.
He swallowed thickly, his hands itching to pull her back to him. As it stood, he could little more than rest one on her hip lightly. His eyes closed when her hand gripped his, lacing their fingers together. She was a temptress, riddled in budding desire, and he was about ready to give in. He'd had to listen to her obvious sex dreams- the way her breath had hitched, the short pants that left her lips..
"Bella…" He groaned out when she ran her hand up his back.
Was she still dreaming?
His shirt had been discarded sometime in the night- probably after she'd finally passed out if she had to guess- leaving his skin completely free and open to her touch. She secretly reveled in the way he leaned in to her, quietly asking for more of those shy and uncertain touches.
The lights burned her eyes, her head and stomach were still screaming at her, but the way Paul was making her feel now… She turned towards him, slowly blinking past the pain as she opened her eyes to stare into his. The distance between them was a vast canyon that she frowned at. The simplest way to fill said distance was to move closer- so she reasoned.
Paul very nearly hissed when he felt her body move so it was flush with his. There was no mistaking the need he had for her then. He watched her innocent chocolate eyes widen in shock as she felt his hard length, trapped within the confines of his jeans.
"Sorry." He said trying to move away.
"Don't be." She said simply.
She shocked both of them when she kissed him. She remembered flashes of the previous night, her body being pinned by his against the wall outside of the club, the way his lips felt when he kissed her breathless, the strength he had displayed as he lifted her into his arms… the tight coil of arousal when he'd nearly made her… oh!
His hips pressed to hers lightly causing her breath to hitch again. "Do you honestly have no idea what you do to me, Bella?" He wondered quietly, his eyes trained on hers as he talked.
"It's so hard sometimes. I see you and think of Izzy… but she's you too… you're the same person and it's so hard to not do half of what's in my head…" He admitted, brushing a few strands of her hair from her face.
"Paul?" Bella sighed. His eyes moved to her lips, watching as she licked them slowly, trying to take the dryness away from them.
His eyes met hers again in silent question.
"Would you believe me if I told you I agree with my other half?" She wondered.
"You do?" He mused that she must still be slightly tipsy. The Bella he had known wouldn't be this brazen. It was one more reason for him to fall for her. She was opening up and showing him who she really was. She trusted him.
"I do. I'll finally admit that I'm more than just attracted to you." She grinned.
"You were attracted to me?" He teased, a cocky smirk on his face.
She shook her head. "No… I AM attracted to you."
Paul rolled them so that she was straddling his hips, a groan escaping involuntarily when she moved to resituate herself. "Bella…"
She bit her lip and stared down at him. It was a power trip to see him submitting to her so willingly.. Izzy had thought it once, when she'd been sitting in his lap. She couldn't help but agree now.
His breath left him when her lips met his. He couldn't think of anything at the moment except how much she was driving him absolutely crazy. He wanted her in the worst way possible and couldn't help the groan that escaped past his slightly parted lips when she rocked her hips against his with slightly more pressure.
"Hey Paul Angela's up. If you can cajole Bella out of bed, I made…. Oh… uh… oh wow… morning guys…" Jared was standing with one hand on the doorknob and his head peeking around said door. He'd just been about to tell Paul breakfast was ready. He hadn't been prepared to see Bella in barely anything sitting across Paul's lap the way she was.
Paul's head hit the pillows and he groaned in frustration. For her part, Bella rested her head over his naked chest to hide her grimace of pain- Jared's voice was entirely too loud in her opinion.
"Morning Jared. We'll be out in a few minutes, ok?" Paul asked quietly. His fingers carded through Bella's hair, but his eyes were daggers as he glared at his friend.
Jared nodded and hastily closed the door. He was dead and he knew it. He shook his head and went to check on Angela who was curled up on Bella's couch with a mug of coffee in her hands and her head resting on her knees.
"Hey baby. You feeling better?" He couldn't help the small smile.
Angela huffed. "Never let me drink like that again." She said whining when he laughed a little too loudly.
Not ten minutes later, Bella and Paul were making their way out of the bedroom, both completely dressed. Angela had set her mug down on the coffee table and had moved to say something to Bella, only to have her stomach roll in protest. Paul shook his head in mild amusement when she went running for the bathroom, slamming the door closed behind her.
"I'm going to get you something to eat ok? Sit still, don't move… and curling up into a ball might help some with the queasiness." Paul whispered before kissing the crown of her head.
Once they were in the kitchen, Jared smiled slightly. He knew what Paul was going to say almost before he had a chance to say it. Paul only rolled his eyes. That stupid grin had saved Jared's ass so many times from one of his punches. It sucked that he was like the brother Paul had never had sometimes. He'd feel extremely guilty for hitting him right now.
"I had no idea you two were that close… when did that happen?"
Paul sighed. "This morning apparently. That's all Bella. No Izzy in sight."
"You shitting me?" Jared was amazed.
Paul rolled his eyes. "Nope. She- Bella- admitted that there might be something stronger than friendship there.. So now I just have to bide me time- granted we get no more friends to embarrass us- and wait."
Jared clapped him on the shoulder. "You've waited this long. What's a little longer?"
"Fair point. You have no idea how bad it is sometimes though. Man, I came this close to saying fuck it and taking her this morning. My will power isn't all that great and she's got knowledge in her head from Izzy's memories too…." Paul shivered. "I'm screwed."
Jared laughed. "Come on. Lets get this out to the girls and just take it as it comes. It can't be that bad… can it?"
Paul could only shrug. "Even if it is. I'm staying."
Jared sighed and handed over two plates filled with eggs and sausage before taking two more into his own hands. They nearly laughed when they walked into the living room and saw Bella and Angela curled up together with a blanket thrown over their heads to block out the sun. Paul shook his head and grinned. He set the plates down on the coffee table and closed the blinds before Jared pulled the blanket down.
"So… did we learn anything from last night?" Jared teased.
Angela glared at him. "I learned that Bella is hell on wheels and that I don't ever want to try and out drink her again." She griped.
Bella huffed and turned her nose up at the food- her own stomach reminding her that it was upset as well. "Just don't let me drink again… ever."
Jared and Paul snickered. "Come on… it couldn't have been that bad. You had fun right?" Paul mused.
Bella ran to the bathroom just in time to empty her stomach. Paul only shook his head at her when she came back out, still slightly unsteady on her feet. He pulled her into his lap and kissed her temple. "Feel better?" He asked holding her plate out to her.
Bella smiled and placed a sweet kiss to the corner of his mouth. "Thank you, Paul." She whispered before taking a bite of the eggs he offered her.
Jared and Angela watched as Paul pulled her closer, the two lost in their own world, as they each ate their food. When they were finished, Bella rested her head on his shoulder, content to soak in his warmth while they all relaxed in silence. She may have been a little on the crazy side, but Jared could see plain as day that Bella really did care about Paul. He relaxed and pulled Angela closer to him.
Things were definitely going to be ok.
