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Lolita (,lo'li:tÉ™)

n. a sexually precocious young girl

Dirty Sexy Blackmail

... welcome to the life of the fabulous Mikan Sakura!

In which, our Hero and Heroine, are talking about different things, and different secrets. Without them knowing of course.

Our Hero, being the smart man that he is, decidedly thinks our Heroine is the answer to all his problems.

And our Heroin, in return, only thinks of sex. Sex with our Hero's brother. Sex with said Hero. And well, just plainly sex.

Too bad said Hero thinks she has more substance to her than just sex. Oh well.

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She needed to get away? Needed to get away? The woman was in the limelight! Her life was bloody well perfect! And what? She needed to be imperfect, was that it? Well, she wasn't doing a bloody well good job of it!

Top of her class, Student President Council, Miss Goody-Goody-Two Shoes... Ha!

The chit was probably lying to him!

'... It was so hard.' The woman under him murmured. He looked down.

She was trying very hard not to appear crying, apparently.

She wasn't doing a very good job.

'Hey, don't cry...' he said softly. His sister always cried when she was drilled into being perfect Hyuuga, perfect Aoi... he always knew what to do. 'Shh,' he wiped her tears away from her cheeks.

'Plea... Please don't tell anyone... Please...' she begged in between sobs. 'I...' her eyes glittered. 'I'll be ruined.'

It was a funny thing, that. Telling the school was the last thing on his mind.

But her lips... when they moved, he was entranced. He didn't expect it. Not when she was crying. But when they pouted out to say the word 'please', all he could do was stare.

It fascinated him, how it moved. As if they were simply begging to be kissed.

And so he kissed her.

It was magical.

Mikan always knew kisses ought to be that way, but Shiro... well, he was all pleasure. Her customers as well. But with Natsume... It was desire.

Pure, unadulterated desire.

She didn't know it was going to happen, oh no. She was merely trying to play 'the pitiful one' on him, hoping it might work. Because damn, she didn't know what else to do! The man knew she was sleeping with his brother for crying out loud!

She forced to do what women did best when the situation calls for it.

Cry.

And it bloody well worked, thank you very much!

Well, almost.

He kissed her, and dammit, it feels absolutely wonderful!

She could feel his arousal through her abdomen already. It wasn't helping that she was practically responding to him with much fervor than she would like but hey! It's a free world, baby!

And... she could feel that he was much, much larger than his bigger brother had ever been.

Indeed.

Her arms went around his neck, her legs around his hips. Her tongue battled with him, every ounce of passion and emotion, she's given into the kiss. And then he moved. To hear neck, her cheeks, everywhere. And it was bliss. It was driving her crazy.

She proceeded to remove his clothes... she needed his skin against her.

She needed him. She needed him inside her. 'Ahh... Natsume!'

She bloody well needed to have his... Holy christ. He was bared in front of her. In all his glory.

And man, was he big.

He was practically maybe... gads, eleven?

Was that even possible? Would it even fit?

His mouth found her breast. She bucked.

She barely even noticed that her clothes were removed.

He darted out his tongue, played with her bud, her nipple, the skin around her breast. He bit, he teased. He sucked ever so sweetly and his hand was doing the exact same wicked thing on her other breast.

It was becoming apparent to Mikan Sakura, that Natsume Hyuuga, was far more skilled in the sex department than his brother. And much bigger in the privates department too.

'Are you ready for me, Mikan?' he growled. She shuddered. She didn't know a man could do that to her. Make her shiver, just with his voice and... and... she was losing all coherent thought.

His finger slid inside her.

'So wet...' he murmured. Voice thick with desire. He continued to go though circular motions around her, teasing and torturing.

He slid another finger.

Her breath caught.

She moaned.

'You're almost ready for me, my sweet.'

And then it was replaced by something much fuller.

Ohmygod.

Desire. Bliss. All rolled into one thrust.

And another!

'Nat... Natsume! Faster! Please!' And he did. 'There! Ahh! God! Natsume! Fuck me! Harder!'

'Mikan,' he growled. He thrust in. Out. In. He moved inside her.

'Harder, Natsume! Faster! Please!'

And then, she screamed.

It was the best orgasm in the world.

Natsume didn't know that a kiss would eventually lead to... well. To that.

But Mikan did know that it would lead into that. Why, she anticipated it. Her panty was soaking even before it happened. Of course it had to happen!

It was a basic human right. It had to happen.

And indeed, it happened.

'Mikan,' Natsume growled. He was still inside her, of course. He didn't want to get out. He wanted to bury himself in her forever. It just felt so... so right. 'You will come to me every night I want you to.' He laced his voice with authority, as he would if talking to a servant girl. 'You will make love to me every time I want you to.' Clipped. Authoritative. It was a wonder he was not yet president of the free world. 'Be it in school, in here, or in your house.' His voice was even and low. 'Your secret is safe, as long as you are mine.'

He hadn't meant to say it. But the moment was too glorious for him not to say it.

Mine.

It tasted so fine in his tongue. As fine as her juice when she orgasmed.

Mikan seemed to dazed to answer his question, her eyes were still clouded. He smirked. He bet he was the first to give her that kind of pleasure.

'Yes, Natsume...' she said tiredly. 'Whatever you say.' And then her eyes drifted shut.

Natsume got out of her. He caressed her face, and dropped down beside her. He faced her body towards him, and held her close.

Yes, she was going to make a fine bride, indeed.

To be continued.

Hi guys. I'm so sorry I updated late. But here's a treat for y'all! A lemon! I know you dirty little readers of mine are dying for one! ;)

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