Author's Note: This part is rated R. So, enjoy!

Chapter 4: Best Part of the Night

"Yay, strip poker!" a very drunk Eric screamed. "Let's get naked people!"

"I don't know guys. I'm not that good at poker," I told them.

"Well come on down, Jackie. Don't worry. Fez will protect you," Fez reassured me. So, I decided to play. What do I have to lose? Maybe Steven isn't good at poker. Oh Jackie! You and your dirty little mind.

Before we began to play, we all changed into our pajamas. I put on my cute pajama shorts with a matching top that had little, pretty, purple butterflies on them. When I walked back into the living room, I could have sworn that Steven was staring at me, with those ocean blue eyes of his. I gave him a quick smile. He seemed a little embarrassed. This is going to be fun.

We went into the kitchen and Michael took out the cards. "Okay, here are the rules. If you bet a piece of your clothing, and you lose, you have to take it off, baby!" " Michael said, giggling. "Once you're completely naked, you're out."

"Oh, I like this game. Anything that involves Jackie getting naked, is good for Fez," Fez said, winking at me. I only laughed at him. I like that guys think I'm hot. If only Steven would crack jokes like that about me. He usually jokes about me being conceited, spoiled, and a brat, which I am totally not! I'm a lovely person.

We finally started to play. Eric dealt the cards. In my hand, I had a pair of aces. I think that's good. "So, what do you bet, Jackie?"

"What?" I asked him. Bet? Bet what?

"You have to bet a piece of clothing. So, what's it going to be? Not like you have much to bet," Steven said, looking at me up and down. "Don't want you to… ah… lose to quickly."

"Don't worry your pretty little head off, Steven. I could take care of myself," I told him. "I'll bet my top."

"All right, what does everyone got?" Donna asked us. "I have a pair of Jacks."

"That beats me," Eric said.

"Yeah, me too," Michael said, throwing the cards on the table.

"Oh, I have something," Fez said excitingly. "I have a pair of cards with people on them."

We all looked at his cards. "Wait a minute, Fez. You have a Jack and a Queen. You don't have anything," Donna explained to him.

"Oh, then I fold," Fez told us.

"You can't just… you just… oh forget it. I'm too drunk to care," Eric said, taking another sip of his beer.

"Well, I think a pair of Kings beats your hand, Donna," Steven said grinning. "What about you, pixie? What do you got?"

"I think these little aces are a good thing, aren't they?" I said, flirtatiously.

He raised his eyebrows. "Not bad Jackie. Not bad at all." Steven took a sip of his beer. In that hand, Eric, Michael, and Fez lost their pants and Donna lost her socks. And Steven lost his shirt. He lifted his shirt over his head. It almost seemed like he was going in slow motion, allowing me to enjoy the moment. He looked so good shirtless. He looked so… solid. I just wanted to rub my hands up and down his chest, feeling his silky skin underneath my fingertips. Stop fantasizing. Concentrate woman!

The end of the game left us all left in our underwear, except for Steven. "I should have known. You even match when it comes to underwear," Steven told me, pointing at my heart-designed bra and panties.

I walked up to him and said softly, "Don't act like you don't enjoy the sight."

"Oh we are all enjoying the sight," Michael said, nodding his head.

"Let's play spin the bottle," Donna suggested.

"Spin the bottle? Are we just a bunch of horny, immature teenagers with no lives?" Eric asked us.

"Yes!" we all answered.

"Oh, just making sure," Eric said, finishing his beer. We put our clothes back on and went into the living room and sat in a circle. "Okay, we all know the rules, so let's get started. "I'll go first." Donna spun the bottle. It landed on Fez.

"Pucker up Donna. It's Fez time." They leaned in and gave each other a kiss.

"Wow. Jackie was right. You are a good kisser," Donna said grinning.

"It's a curse. Okay, now my turn." Fez spun the bottle and it landed on Donna. They kissed and then Donna took another turn. It landed on Fez, again! I could see the annoyance on Eric's face.

"Okay, let's give somebody else a turn… yeah?" Eric suggested.

"Party pooper," Fez muttered. Eric spun the bottle. It landed on Michael. Eric shook his head and was about to spin again, but I stopped him.

"What are you doing?" I asked him. "You landed on Michael, you have to kiss Michael."

"No way!" Eric and Michael protested.

"Sorry. Rules are rules, man," Steven told them.

"I guess I'm drunk enough to do this," Eric said. He took a deep breath and leaned in and gave Michael a quick kiss. The room erupted with laughter. Eric and Michael both spit and started wiping their lips off.

"We never speak of this moment," Eric said, seriously.

"Come on, Eric. It wasn't that bad," Donna assured him, rubbing his back.

"Ever!" he screamed.

"Hey, I'm pretty good kisser. Ask Jackie," Michael said.

"You scare me sometimes, man. I'll go next." Steven spun the bottle. It landed on me. He looked up and stared at me. "Today is your lucky day, Jackie," he said, grinning. We leaned in, slowly. Our lips were inches away from each other. We closed our eyes and leaned in a little closer, our lips now barely touching.

"I think I'm going to hurl!" Eric yelled out. We broke apart. He ruined it! Damn you Eric!

"He better have made it to the bathroom," I said, getting up to chase him. Thankfully he did. We walked back into the living room.

"Okay, I feel better," Eric said, rubbing his stomach. "Let's go Donna. Let's," he paused, "get it on."

"Take a few breath mints and then we'll get it on," Donna told him. "So, we'll take the guest room that's down the hall, right Jackie?" she asked me. I nodded. They both scurried off into the bedroom.

"I guess it's only us four, huh?" I asked Steven.

"I don't think so," he replied, pointing behind me. I looked back and saw Michael and Fez passed out on the floor. Steven and I started to laugh.

"Do you want to do something fun, but evil?" I asked him.

"What do you have in mind?"

"Wait here." I ran upstairs and got my make-up box. I ran back down to the living room. "Let's make them pretty!"

"Jackie?"

"What?"

"You're so badass." A big fat grin appeared on my face. We put so much make-up on their faces. The finishing results were offensive to real drag queens. Steven and I couldn't stop laughing.

"You really surprised me, Jackie."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, I didn't know you could be so… fun," he finished. "You're actually cool to hang out with."

Cool. He thinks I'm cool. We began walking upstairs. "Let's go into my room. I'll get you some blankets," I told him. We walked inside my girlie room. Steven Hyde is in my bedroom. This is a chance of a lifetime. I have to make my move.

"Steven?"

"Yeah?"

"I always wanted to do something."

"What?" he asked, curiously.

"This." I captured his lips with my own and pushed him against the door.

"Ow." he said, cringing.

"What?" I asked, very worried.

"Doorknob," he replied, rubbing his back. Great job. Hurt the guy you're trying to seduce.

"I'm sorry," I apologized.

"That's all right. Let's move to the bed… where it's safer." He took my hand and led me to the bed. We knelt down on it, facing each other. He helped me raise my shirt over my head. He gently pushed me down on the bed and kissed me again. I love the way he kisses me! How he could apply just the right amount of pressure on my lips and how his tongue plays with mine. He began trailing kisses down my jawline, neck, and collarbone. I never knew he could be so sweet. He then reached for my shorts and swiftly took them off. I started to laugh.

"What's so funny?"

"Oh… sorry. It's just that this is the second time tonight that I'm in my underwear."

"Well, let's break that pattern, shall we," he said, unclasping my bra. I let it slide down my body, and threw it aside. I could feel his eyes on me. I suddenly felt embarrassed. What am I doing? This is Steven. I wrapped my arms across my chest, shielding myself from him.

"What are you doing?" he asked, uncrossing my arms. " You have nothing to be ashamed of. Trust me."

"I know. But, it's weird Steven."

"Here." He lifted his shirt over his head and removed his shorts. He was now completely naked. Wow. He 's a lot… uh… bigger than Michael. He followed my gaze and gave me a cocky grin. Now who's the conceited one.

He cupped my face and kissed my lips gently. He knew I was nervous. He laid me down again. He slid my panties off and threw them on top of the ever-growing clothes pile. "Are you sure you want to do this?" he whispered.

"More than anything." With that, I took control. I got on top of him and began rubbing my hands up and down his solid chest. He was so soft to my touch. I trailed kisses down his body, never missing an inch until I reached my destination. I grinned up at him and took him into my mouth. I could hear him moaning, saying my name softly. I wanted to continue pleasuring him, but he stopped me.

"No, I want this to last," he said softly. He laid me on my back. He began kissing my chest. He made little circles with his tongue and my nipples making moan with pure pleasure. "Please, Steven. I need you inside me now," I pleaded with him. Without delay, he positioned himself on top of me and slid inside me, slowly, letting me get use to the feeling of him. When he was completely within me, it felt so… right, so good. I wrapped my legs completely around his waist. He began thrusting slowly. I grabbed on to the rails of my headboard to have some grasp on reality. As we neared our climax, his thrusts were harder and faster. I let go of the headboard and wrapped my arms around his neck, moaning each other's name as we came.

He collapsed on top of me, gasping for air. He kissed me again before he removed himself from me. He got off and laid his body beside me. I slid into him as he wrapped his strong arms around me. I felt secure and safe. This, in my opinion, was the best part of the night.

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The next morning, I woke up with a smile on my face. I reached over to where Steven was at, but he wasn't there. Fear flooded through my mind. Where is he? I looked down at the floor and found out that his clothes were gone. I got up from the bed, not bothering to put my clothes on, and started looking for him. Maybe he went to the bathroom. Yeah, he's' in the bathroom. I walked over to the bathroom, but he wasn't there.

I walked into the hallway, still naked, searching for him. There was an eerie silence floating in my house. I no longer felt secure and safe. I only felt scared and alone. I just couldn't accept it but I had to.

Steven had left me.

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Okay, please don't flame me. I know the love scene isn't that good but hey, it's my first time. I tried my best. Hopefully you enjoyed it. Chapter 5 is coming up. So R & R. (Hugs everyone who has reviewed already) I appreciate it!