Almost hit six thousand words here, my fellow readers.
On with the drama!
Chapter 3: The tainted clock is counting down
Eli groaned in frustration. Why hadn't he broken up with her right after he slept with her? He felt so stupid, and it could've prevented this.
"This is payback isn't it? Your doing the same thing to me? Fine! You win! I hope your-"
"Jenna!" Clare screamed to stop Jenna from babbling on "I had no idea I swear" She said sincerely. Jenna sniffed; her eyes very watery nodding her head.
She glared at Eli, and Clare shook her head, obviously upset but not surprised either and turned around to walk away. She wasn't in the mood to stick around any longer.
"Clare" Eli stopped her, turning her around. She sighed and looked at him, un-expectant. "She's not-I don't- I only wanted to sleep with her if it makes you feel any better" He said all too bluntly.
"What!" Jenna breathed appalled. But she became irrelevant and invisible to Eli at this point.
Clare scoffed, much more astounded than before. "And you're telling me this because you want the same?" Eli shut his mouth. He didn't know what to say. Why was he even trying so much? Clare eyeballed him head to toe with disgust. "You're pathetic"
Eli watched her leave, never turning back. He ignored Jenna as she tried clinging on to him to talk. Everything seemed to block out; the music, the people, the shattering of glass breaking. He pushed through, into the kitchen grabbing another beer. He snapped it open, and chugged half of it carelessly.
It's not the first time he's been in a situation like this. But his past hookups never gave a damn, even if he were engaged. They were open to being with him no matter what, and they knew the game. But they didn't care. That's exactly why he didn't care about them.
Monday – First Period
Clare worked tentatively on the assignment, giving her full concentration on the equations, figuring them out like second grade addition. She tapped her pencil as she over looked the work, her eyebrows scrunched up, and the lead clicked and scraped against the white paper.
In ten minutes the work was complete, and she put away her calculator. She gathered the rest of her things anxious to get out. She got up, and handed the teacher her work. "Mr. Armstrong, Principal Simpson-"
"I know. He gave me the memo. You can go." He assured her with a smile.
She smiled and walked out of the classroom, towards the Gymnasium. Over the morning announcements Principal Simpson ordered the power squad to meet in the gym at 9:45, near the last fifteen minutes of first period.
When she arrived, the first person she spotted was Jenna, and she suddenly remembered the events of Friday night. To be honest, Clare wasn't going to let it bother her. She was better than him, and she knew that. She can resist. She's done it before, no matter how deep, green and mysterious his jade eyes would see through her. She kicked the thoughts out of her head.
"Hello ladies" Clare greeted everyone as she joined them on the bleachers as they awaited Simpson. Jenna wouldn't even look at her. A few minutes later the Principal arrived with Chantay who each carried a sealed cardboard box.
"What's that?" Clare asked for everyone curiously.
"It's your new Power Squad uniforms!" Chantay exclaimed happily.
Mr. Simpson put one box down, and sighed. "Thanks for ruining the surprise. Anyway, girls I'm also here to discuss the dangers of the team. You all know you need to maintain a C average to stay on the team. I over looked your GPA's, and so far only your captain has maintained straight A's. So if you want to make it to finals in a few months, get it together." He scolded.
The girls nodded, obviously intimidated.
"Also, we all know our Football team kicked ass on Friday!' He said a little too enthusiastic. "And they have been invited to the Montebello hotel overnight to celebrate with Canada's best football team, for a Dinner award; Sponsored by Banting University. And they are looking forward for a performance by you." He pointed both his fingers at us like guns.
Clare's face lit up, along with the rest of the girls.
"Well we'd love to but it's all up to our wonderful captain" Said Anya, hopefully.
"Well…I don't know.." Clare trailed off disappointing everyone. Of course she wanted to go, but she was just having a little fun torturing them. "Of course! C'mon girls, what kind of person would I be if I denied that?"
Principal Simpson hopped on one leg, jolly, earning odd stares from the girls. They all laughed right after and he quickly excused himself.
Clare got up and turned around to face the girls, clasping her hands together. "So, ladies, this means two things: One, get those damn grades up! You don't even need straight A's. Just aim towards the C's. And two: Practice makes perfect! We're going to need more ideas and a hot new routine if we want to impress everyone. So practice will be… three times a week. How does that sound?" She asked, wanting the girls approval first. No one seemed to object, so it was settled.
"Look at these new uniforms. We will definitely break some necks with these" Chantay squealed, with a piece of the new uniform in hand.
Clare's jaw dropped. "Woah! Way better than my old schools uniform"
The uniforms were a short body dress. The bottom part was gold-yellow with a blue outline over. From the waist to the underside of the breast was sequined in black, and the top part was blue with a gold yellow outline, and the letter 'D' written on the front. It was sexy and comfortable all together.
BRING!
The bell chimed signaling first period was over.
"Practice at 2:30 after school." Clare announced as the girls began getting up to leave. She grabbed her belongings, until someone put their hands on it to stop it.
Clare looked up, to find the hand belonged to no one other than Jenna.
Clare began."Look, Jenna about the other night-"
"It's ok. He and I talked it out. Things happen when you get drunk, but I'm over it. I know you wouldn't do that."
Clare looked at her like she was crazy. "Uh, sweetie, there was not one drop of alcohol in my system that night. If anything your man was the one drinking" Clare huffed confidently.
"Well that's not what he said"
"Do you believe everything that idiot says? Your boyfriends a liar" Clarestressed crossing her arms.
Jenna's head bobbled."You're just jealous. Face it; every guy you come across will always prefer me."
Clare sneered, becoming angry. "Excuse me? Remember, how my boyfriend didn't want you? So you just had to open your legs, and then bam! You got pregnant and he came running back to me?"
"He promised me he would be with me. He just didn't want to hurt you" She tried to state matter-of-factly.
"And you promised to always be a good friend. And that really hurt me." Clare said a little more calmly, while Jenna looked away guiltily. "You can have Elijah. I don't want him. Guys like him aren't really my type, so I hope you're happy with his little games" She finished, throwing her bag over her shoulders.
Jenna continued to look down, scratching her arm ruefully. Clare didn't care if she felt regretful, she's just happy she put Jenna in her place. She never lets any girl mess with her. Or boy.
She walked out of the gym, with a small set of weights lifted off her shoulders, and headed to class. On her way there Eli was with a few guys from the football team laughing, until he spotted Clare and stared at her until she made eye contact. He got her to look at him, but only for a brief moment. She kept walking with full pride, ignoring him as if he were a speck of dust.
Eli rolled his eyes. He doesn't know why he's wasting his time. A girl never rejects him, but maybe that's why he was so attracted. She was unique, and respected herself, and he respected people like that. The only woman in his life who showed respect for themselves was his mother.
"Dude you ok?" K.C patted his shoulder, worried.
Eli was obviously really deep in thought. "Huh? Oh yea, I'm fine, Just tired. Jenna blew up my phone last night"
K.C chuckled disapprovingly. "Man I thought you left her."
"I wasn't really in the mood to let her in on our break up. She'll figure it out" He said nonchalantly.
The second bell rang and he let his friends get to class. He stood in the hallway to check some messages he had. It was from a girl who wanted to have some fun. He leaned against the lockers with his foot up laughing as he checked more of his texts.
He heard a few footsteps and hid his phone in case it was a teacher. He looked up and it was only Clare. She stopped a few steps away from him, and began fumbling with the lock. He assumed that was her locker. He approached her, and Clare knew he was coming.
She tried plugging in her combination quicker.
"In a hurry?" Eli asks.
Clare keeps her eyes averted. "Just forgot my science book" She finally unlocks her locker, and Eli's silent for a moment.
"Jenna means nothing to me" He blurts.
Clare sighs, grabbing her book and closing her locker. "Really now? That's not what you told her"
He raises his eyebrow in curiosity."Enlighten me"
"She confronted me. She told me you said I came on to you because I was so-called drunk"
Eli opened his mouth, irritated. "So what, I fibbed. Big deal. It's all I could say to get her off my back"
She scoffed"Big deal? Elijah-"
"Eli" He corrected.
She rolled her eyes."Whatever. Do you have any idea what you're doing to her?"
"Why do you care what she's going through? I know you guys have a bad history." Eli says with a knowing grin on his face. Clare is silent. "Exactly, so how about you and I-"
"No how about you settle things with Jenna. I know what she's feeling" She says with a hint of sadness. Eli didn't like her gloomy tone, he preferred her happy, and it made him oddly sad hearing her voice crack like that. It was a different feeling for him.
He sighs. "You're right."
Clare's face lit up, surprised. Maybe he isn't such a monster, she thought.
"But if I break it off completely, do I have a chance?" He says suggestively.
Clare's face falls just as quick."You're a dick" She pushes by him, his back falling against the lockers.
XXX
The week went by normally after that. Not too fast, not too slow. It was already Thursday, and the Power Squad has been practicing recklessly. Not that they minded, because they really wanted to make an impression at the dinner on Saturday. The football team practiced twice this week, for a game coming up in two weeks. Everything was normal. Drew, Eli and K.C continued walking the halls as if they were some kind of kings.
Clare became the somewhat female version of them, with Anya, Fiona, and Chantay by her side. Clare became the female center of attention quick. Girls envied her and Fiona for grabbing every guys attention, as they giggled, strutting in their heels down the halls.
Both groups were walking towards each other from opposite ends of the hallway. Gravity pulled the only tension between two individuals forcefully; Clare and Eli. The boys winked and smirked, as the girls flipped their flawless hair.
The boys stopped in front of a bunch of lockers, bumping fist with a bunch of other jocks to socialize. Clare suddenly had an Idea, and linked her arm through Fiona's.
"Come with me" she said.
"Please don't go running back to Eli. He's sooo not worth it." Fiona warned. Clare needed to get some stuff off her chest one day and Fiona happened to be her savor. She's closer to her now. Clare even discovered that Fiona's a lesbian, and that's why no one ever see's her around school with a guy.
"Trust me I'm not. I have my eyes on someone else." They both approached the animal kingdom.
"Hi Drew" Clare said with a flirty smile getting him to turn around.
Drew looked at both of his friends, with a look that said 'I win; she came up to me first' He turned back to look her up and down. "Hey there sexy. What can I be of service to you today?" He tried to charm. Clare held back her laughter and tried not to roll her eyes.
"Well, I need a date to the dinner this Saturday, and you would look best on my arm accompanying me. I don't take no for an answer." She added the last part. She liked Drew, in a sense that he was funny, and very good looking. She could see nothing more with him, but he was a viable option. Aside from Eli…
Eli exhaled angrily, glaring at Clare. She didn't notice, because she focused herself on Drew. Drew without hesitation accepted. Eli gripped K.C's shoulder tightly, holding back from an outburst.
Clare bit her lip and winked at him. "Great see you there" She blew a kiss and walked off.
"Eli that kinda hurts" K.C winced. Eli looked down and realized the grip he had on him, and quickly let go. She was messing with his mind.
"Once I call dibbs I always get it." Drew gloated.
"Dude, she's just using you." Eli scoffed.
"Don't be jealous. Whatever was between you guys at that party is obviously over. Besides you guys were never really anything." Fuck it, he thought. He's going to get her in bed and completely screw her over. He knows she likes him. She's just being hard headed. He'd play with her, and not give three craps about it.
Eli pulled up a smirk "C'mon. Let's go to lunch"
They walked to the cafeteria, and Eli brought his arrogant self to the front line cutting everyone, and they all allowed it. His Jocks followed behind, shoving the little people.
He grabbed three bags of chips, even though it wasn't allowed and a grinder, and threw it on his tray. He turned around, noticing Clare's gorgeous smile, as she chatted with her friends. He couldn't help it though. She was attractive.
He looked at the table next to her, with three outcast nerds picking at the hot lunch they decided to grab.
Eli motioned the boys over to the table, and they obeyed, trailing to the table and kicking out the geeks. He chuckled when the curly haired white one fell. He panicked as he attempted to jump over the table.
"Oh man you're a loser." K.C laughed holding his stomach. The cafeteria silenced.
"You can solve a ton of stupid formulas but you can't even walk. You're Einstein alright!" Eli added, as the only people who laughed was the football team. The boy, named Wesley, fixed his glasses getting up slowly in humiliation. Eli had noticed Clare watching the commotion from the corner of his eye's, then heard something.
"What a stunning display of verbal acuity." Clare said sarcastically. "At least Wesley has an IQ"
The guys all sat down, ignoring Wesley's flushed face, but Eli felt like responding to her comment. "Hey toots, how about you keep your mouth shut. No one invited you into this" Eli retorted. Clare quickly averted her eyes to the commenter, pissed. He's an asshole she thought.
"Yea I'm talking to you" He added. He was having fun.
"Chill out Eli." Drew said. Eli knew he wouldn't have ever defended a girl he mistreated, but since Clare was his little date, he wanted to look good. But Eli wasn't having that.
"You disturbed the peace, making a huge scene, so no invitation necessary. And I can say what I want. It's called Freedom of Speech. Ever heard of it?" Clare replied with wit in her tone. Everyone in the cafeteria OO'ed with surprise. No one ever talked to Elijah Goldsworthy like that.
Eli couldn't help but find her confidence and edginess so…hot. Even when she was offending him, and embarrassing him in front of the school he thought so dirty.
Eli didn't respond back. Clare simply went back to talking with her girls. She was smug. What a resemblance to Eli.
Saturday
Clare woke up around ten in the morning and met up with the team at the school for one last practice before their performance tonight. Clare packed her new Power Squad uniform, and few other things she needed for one night at the hotel. The buses and the football team wouldn't be arriving until noon.
The team loved how they were all allowed to incorporate ideas with the new routine. And with Anya's innocent moves, Marisol's originality, and Fiona's ability to spice things up; Clare was able to put a sexy, classy, and fun routine together, that all the girls enjoyed.
After they've gone over it a few more times, a few of the football players have already arrived, and are simply chilling on the bleachers. One of them was of course Eli, much to Clare's dismay.
"I'm so nervous" Explained Marisol, as she sat down on the mats breathlessly.
"Yea, what if we mess up?" Jenna added, being so negative, joining the rest of the girls on the floor.
Clare shook her head and stood over them, to speak."Ladies, relax. You all have worked so hard this week. And each and every one of you has brought so much to the practices that I know you can bring so much more to the stage. Besides, none of that negativity will even cross your minds once you see how good you look in the uniform." Clare hyped.
"I already tried mine on" One of the girls said, and all their worries were gone.
Arms were suddenly wrapped around Clare's waist and the girls watched, ready to start some juicy gossip. Clare tilted her head to the side to see Drew, with a smile on his face. This took Clare by surprise because they were nothing more, yet he shows affection to her like they were more.
Eli, not too far away, watched with possessory eyes at his friend who lurked behind the girl he hated, and wanted.
"Okay everyone, the buses are here." Mr. Armstrong announced, as he got off the phone. "I'll call you up by last name, and you can make your way out to the vehicles."
Everyone was aware as he began:
"Black, Chantay
Coyne, Fiona
Dominic, Marisol
Edwards, Clare"
Clare pulled away uncomfortably from Drew and waved him off. She walked out the back into the parking lot, where the yellow school buses were running and ready. She stepped into the nearest bus and sat next to an awaiting seat, reserved by Fiona.
Not too long after, Eli was walking down the aisle, heading to the back with K.C right behind him. They took a seat behind Clare and Fiona.
Once everyone was settled in, they were already on the highway; One bright banana vehicle behind another.
"I hope Torres makes you happy" Eli sneered venomously in Clare's ear. Clare didn't bother looking back, pretending she didn't hear him. She smirked and continued messing with her phone. Apparently, Drew's been sending her flirty texts throughout the whole trip. Clare didn't blush, or get butterflies. His messages were filled with obvious, sexual references.
When they arrived they were surrounded by evergreen trees and perfectly trimmed grass; in front of the luxurious Fairmont Le Chateau Montebello hotel; out of Toronto in the city of Quebec.
Everyone de-flooded the vehicles, and waited in the lobby, while Principal Simpson checked in all his thirty something students.
Everyone was handed a key, and escorted to a room, fitting three or two people each. Boys and girls were forbidden to share rooms of course. The rooms were huge, with a wood cabin touch. Everything was beautifully carved, and clean.
Clare shared a room with Miss Coyne, with no problem. The only misfortune was that her neighbors, right across from her, was no one other than K.C Guthrie and Elijah Goldsworthy.
XXX
"Now that we have acknowledged Canada's best college football team, I'd like to Present Denzel Armstrong; Football coach of The Degrassi Community School football team back in Toronto!" The host presented, and everyone applauded.
The award ceremony was held magnificently outside the docks, in front of the sparkling, deep blue lake. The students of Degrassi sat with either their dates or friends on perfectly lined up chairs.
"Thank you. Now I'd like to say Thank you Banting College for having us come down, and choosing us as an example of great athletics. Of course, if we hadn't won against Bardell last Friday, they would be here. And let me tell you, they are one competitive school. But we made it; we made it not only with my coaching skills, but with a determined, strong willed team captain who never misses a practice. Please come up here Eli Goldsworthy!"
The girls screamed for him praising his sex-appeal, and his teammates hooted and hollered for their captain. The captain of the Banting Football team came out with a trophy and handed it to Eli, shaking his hand in the process..
To say Eli was happy was an understatement. He was thrilled, honored, and felt extremely accomplished. He took the piece of metal with integrity and held it up.
He brought his hand to his heart feigning hurt. "No, no I can't take this-oh who am I kidding, I deserve this!" The crowd roared in amusement. "Day in and day out I work my butt off for the team, and make sure everyone brings their A game, because I always do. And a united kickass team is what it's all about! Thank you all" Eli blew a kiss and shook his hips, making girls melt in their seats. He smirked as he walked off the stage.
Clare was proud of him, but she wanted to smack that smug grin off his face.
A few more awards were given out, and then it was time for the Power Squad performance. The girls all lined up, in their spots, clad in their uniform, with light make up. Anxiousness and wariness filled most of their heads, while confidence filled their hearts.
Clare stood in the front, as the leader. Eli's eyes peered right into her, not taking his eyes away from her for one second.
"Five, Six, Seven, Eight" She shouted.
Remixes of familiar music boomed.
Flexible splits and Flips took breaths away.
Sexy hips and shaking bodies watered mouths.
Smile's showed their activeness and persistence.
With the final bass coming to an end, Clare Edwards was popped up to the highest, both arms up, her chest heaving, with excitement and accomplishment.
Liveliness and support reverberated amongst the audience, who were obviously satisfied. The girls bowed and Mr. Armstrong handed Clare the microphone. Her eyes widened and a huge smile appeared.
"We are all, so very honored you wanted to see our performance. We make sure we always get the crowd going, and our guys over there will always have our support. Enjoy the rest of your night!"
The girls cheered and hugged each other, congratulating one another. They all left and went to their rooms to change, to look presentable for the dinner that would start in an hour.
Not too long after, dinner was about to begin, and everyone headed inside the hotel towards the extravagant dining area. Of course it had a posh cabin feel, with a brick fire place on the wall. Fiona and Clare were the last one's to come down.
Eli sat at a large table with K.C, Owen, and a couple other people awaiting their food. Eli looked around for Drew, wondering where he was. Instead he noticed the most beautiful thing he thinks' he's ever laid his eyes on.
She wore a simple baby blue, halter dress. Slightly sequined, partially laced, and exceptionally short. The color contrasted her gleaming azure eyes naturally. Her white heels cheated her height, but complimented her great legs.
Eli was drooling. His hopes were brought up when she began walking his way with Fiona, who looked beautiful as always. Instead they sat at a table across from them.
Eli sighed. He's trying to deny he might have actual feelings for this girl. But it's too complicated for him to even understand what he's feeling. All he wants from a female is sex. That's what he thinks they're made for.
Eli was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't even realize the food in front of him."Dude, Eli. Are you gonna eat?" K.C asked with a fork in his pasta.
Eli picked up his fork."Sorry, yea. I've been thinking a lot lately" It's not something Elijah Goldsworthy does often. But something or someone's been occupying his mind too much.
"Man when's the last time you had a good lay?" Owen said stuffing his mouth.
Eli thought about it for a second. A good one? Never. The last time? "Last Friday"
"You? A whole week without poom? No wonder." K.C joked. But Eli couldn't find himself to be amused by that. He would have normally picked up some girl in school and banged her already. Having sex at least three times a week was normal for him.
He ate half of his food, until he was full. He looked up in a certain direction to get a glimpse of her. She moved a strand of her short straightened hair from her face as she chewed adorably. And there Drew was, sitting with the girls, his arms around Clare.
Eli knew Drew's initial intentions with her. But Clare wouldn't give him any. And once Drew knew that, he'd kick her to the curb, and jump to the next girl who'd let him smash.
XXX
After Dinner, the girls invited Clare to the pool. As exhausted as she was, a dip in the water didn't sound so bad. Unfortunately she wasn't let in on the memo to wear a bathing suit under.
"I'll be back. I have to go upstairs and change" She told Fiona, and began walking towards the elevator. She pressed the button until it dinged and the metal doors departed away from each other allowing her to step in. She pressed the button of her destination, and watched the doors slowly close.
A hand suddenly slips through just in time before it had completely sealed, the motion sensor opening it wide again.
The tension suddenly grew thick, as she looked into heart racing, emerald eyes. She smiled at him awkwardly, but admired how sophisticated he looked in his suit and tie.
Eli cleared his throat. "You look-You look very beautiful tonight" He stuttered?
Clare felt heat rising on her arms. "And you look very handsome" She replied back cutely. Eli smirked.
They continued to face the elevator doors.
Eli gave up and breathed. "What do you see in Drew? I know you like me"
Clare looked down.
He took her silence as a confirmation. "So you do like me?"
DING!
The elevator doors opened, to Clare's relief, and she stormed out. He ran after her, placing himself in front of her to stop her, placing his hands on both her arms. She swatted them away. "Just give it up okay"
"No. Not until you admit you like me and not Drew" He demanded.
"Oh god. You think every girl like's you. Can't you just accept the fact that you can't have everything your way?"
He shook his head and looked away. She looked at his face. "Look at me" She whispered. He obliged. "I don't like you"
"Why?" He snapped. "Look at me!" He pointed to himself. "I'm captain of the football team and the expert on pleasure, how could you not want this?"
Clare's mouth went agape, obviously baffled before she said. "That kind of stuff is only temporary. Your looks, your popularity, it won't last forever"
Eli frowned angrily. "And you think yours will?"
"I don't count on it. But that doesn't matter to me. Who I am, will always be me, and that will always make me."
"Then what about K.C huh? And-and what about Drew? Since you're so in love with him"
"Oh god, you're so insecure! You are just like them! "
"And you're just like every whore that I've slept with. A bitch and worthless"
She shook her and laughed in disbelief. "Nice to know that." She said disappointed.
Eli opened his eyes in realization. "I didn't mean that I swear-"
"I'm done wasting my time with you" She breathed shakily, and walked towards her door. She dug into the side of her bra and pulled out her card key.
Eli stood there, his back facing her for a few more seconds before turning around. "Wait."
He grabbed a hold of her card key. "Eli give it back." She stuck her hand out waiting for him to return it. She was getting tired, but Eli wasn't giving up.
"I'm sorry. You're the complete opposite of any of the stuff I said. Your… great, talented, smart. You put a smile on everyone's face, your independent, extremely gorgeous and just…" His heart was soaring, beating rapidly. He was nervous. "…so, so…different"
Clare thought he was being sincere, her throat suddenly became dry. Was he just saying that to win her over? Maybe he's used it on other girls, to get in their pants.
"Okay I'll admit it. I can't have every girl that I want. But I know that I've never felt so scared in my life." His eyes were panic-stricken and Clare couldn't consume his words correctly, nor form coherent words.
Eli panted heavily, out of anxiousness. He brought one hand up to her cheek, and rubbed it softly with his thumb. He started to feel lightheaded when she moved closer to his mouth. The feeling was alien to him.
"You just don't give up?" She whispered before catching Eli off guard with a soft kiss to the lips. Eli shut his eyes, and kissed her back with desperation like he's never kissed before, and realized that he could never bring himself to hurt her.
With her card key still in his hand he slid it into the lock and slowly walked her backwards opening the door. Their lips were still in full tact and he slammed the door shut. He dropped the card, and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her flush against his body.
They stumbled over to the closest bed, and he crushed her, without hurting her of course. That's when he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into her warm cavern and he was in heaven. Nothing ever felt so sweet and good; for the both of them.
His hands began to wander frantically over her body, melting into her amazing curves. She arched helplessly into his touch; she loved his big hands all over her. They both thrust against each other unknowingly, and gasped in unison, their heated kiss breaking.
They exhaled unevenly, Clare's eyes still closed and Eli staring at her beautiful face. He wanted more of her, and began sucking and biting on her neck. Clare bit her lip in pleasure, as he began to grow harder. His fingers ghosted over her shoulders, and over her breast causing her nipple to harden.
Her breathing hitched higher the lower he brought his hands, and he smirked satisfyingly. His finger came in contact with her thigh, and slipped into her inner thigh, giving her a gentle squeeze. He loved it.
"You're so soft" he murmured into her ear, before looking up to her face. Just looking at her being teased turned him on, and the way she tugged her lip between her teeth was naturally sexy.
His hand moved higher, touching her panties. He spread her legs carefully with his knee, placing himself in between them. She quickly grabbed a lush full of his hair and massaged his scalp.
His eyes basically rolled back, and in one quick move his fingers went behind her panties, while his mouth passionately kissed her.
He thrust his tongue in and out of her as his fingers worked expertly on her sensitive, moist clit. It was so soft, and warm he thought. She started to buck her hips as his fingers circled her nerves more frequently. He was surprised she wasn't moaning his name, or begging for more. She just, let him take care of her.
He slowly slid further back, and into her core. She was tight. Really tight. Eli didn't know she was a virgin.
His finger pumped gently in and out making sure it didn't hurt her. He got so into it, he began rubbing himself against her leg at the same pace of his finger.
Somehow Eli's jeans were unbuckled, and Clare's hands were behind his boxers. Her small hands gripped his hard on just right, and pumped it long. Eli never really got into foreplay, just always jumped to the point. But with Clare, he actually wanted to touch her, and feel her for as long as he could.
But it was only so long he could wait before he actually entered himself inside of her.
They both moaned, touching one another with heat, wanting to pleasure the other to their max. They both went at the same speed lost in pleasure. His wrist flicked, and his thumb began touching her clit. He felt her slightly clenching, hinting she would soon come. "I can't wait to be inside of you" He growled huskily into her ear.
"If you think you're going to fuck me tonight, then your mistakenly wrong" She whispered lustfully with seriousness. His head dropped to her shoulders as her words sent electricity all over him. Eli didn't care, it was a turn on, and he began moving faster within her. She followed his lead and lunged her hand harder around him.
She pulled on his earlobe with her teeth, and his body tensed, sending him over the edge. "Shit" he groaned. He never exploded so quick during sex.
He pushed her hand away, and moved his hand. Clare looked at him but he relaxed her, by pushing up her dress, and pulling down her panties.
He was unexpectedly driven to go down on her after that intense hand job.
"Mmmm" She involuntarily moaned quietly, as his warm tongue invaded her for the first time. He brought his finger back inside of her, as his tongue flicked with fervor, sucked with thirst, and swirled with talent.
Her back arched hard off the bed and her legs shook, as her tired insides squeezed his finger, and he pulled out. He brought her panties up and lay besides her bringing her close, kissing her on the lips, repeatedly.
"I've never done that before" Clare murmured.
"Me neither. But I'm surprised I'm still here" Eli replied sweetly. "I guess you're lucky"
Clare shoved him playfully. He was still so smug. But she liked it.
And they lived happily ever after! NOOOT! Haha. Hold on just a second! Isn't Eli with…and Doesn't Clare have to…
Tisk tisk. You have to wait for the next chapter. There's still more to come.
(I have a picture of the new cheerleading uniforms. I painted it myself lol. It looks better than the actual power squad uniform. Go on my page for the link! & For Clare's sexy baby blue dress, that I want)
A few chapters left =( Unless…story? Nahh.
Chapter title are lyrics from – The Final Episode by: Asking Alexandria
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