Well friends and family, this is the final chapter. Enjoy! WARNING: SMUT
"Bowling?" I question cynically. "Yes." Rachel answers smoothly. "Rachel, cold bitch, Duncan, bowls?" I laugh. "I doubt it." I remark with a snort. "I think you will see that I am very good at bowling." Rachel smiles at me. "Youre going bowling in a pants suit." I motion to her outfit. We walk into the beat up bowling alley and go up to the desk. A teenage boy in leaning against the counter looking bored, he must be the worker. He looks over and straightens up when he sees us. "Ms. Duncan." He exclaims nervously. He glances over at me and his eyes go wide. "I didnt know you had a sister." I laugh lightly and Rachel lightly elbows me in the ribs. "Same lane?" The boy asks. "Yes, thank you Mark." He gives us our bowling shoes and we are on our way.
"Pick your ball, Sarah." Rachel smirks at me as she grabs a fifteen pound ball. "There is no way you are strong enough to bowl with that." Rachel just walks away with her ball in hand. I grumble as I grab a ten pound ball, not trusting my noodle arms with anything else. "Let's begin." Rachel walks up to the line with stiff movements. She stands for a moment, lining up her throw, before releasing the ball. Strike. My jaw drops as she turns to face me, that sexy smirk set firmly on her face. "Your turn." I walk up, line it up, and throw it. Gutter ball. I hear a laugh behind me. I turn to glare at Rachel.
"Here, let me help you." Rachel grabs my ball and hands it to me. She motions for me to walk back to the line. I step in front of it and she stands behind me. Soft puffs of her breath hit my neck and make me shiver. "Youre throwing it too high. Youre losing control." She whispers in my ear. "Everythings about control." She grabs my hand and pulls back. "When you release the ball, make sure its lower." My eyelids flutter as she kisses my neck. Then she gone and I'm throwing the ball. Strike. I turn and grin at Rachel, who in turn, claps for me.
"I cant believe you beat me at bowling." I exclaim. We are walking down the street after our intense game. Part of me is surprised she doesnt have a car driving us back. "I told you I was good." She smirks. I smile at her and grab her hand, lacing her fingers through mine. "Thanks to you, so am I." I feel my heart flutter at her smile. "Are you hungry?" Rachel asks. "Starving." She leads us into a pizza place. About an hour ago I would have laughed at the sight of Rachel eating pizza, because something so mundane should be below her. Now however, I'm seeing the more human side of her, and it doesnt seem so crazy.
"So, Kira misses ya." I tell her after we get our pizza and sit down. A bright smile lights up her face and I copy it. "I miss her too." Rachel admits. We eat in a comfortable silence for a while. "I have a proposition for you." I straighten up in my seat. "Oh, buissness Rachel is out." I tease. "What is it?" Rachel grabs my hand. "Live with me." My jaw drops and I start to sputter. "What?" I gawk. "I bought a house. Kira's got a room. Live with me." She repeats. "This is a little fast dont cha think?" I wave my hands around in the air. "I mean, we're on our first date."
"Just think about it tonight?" I nod at her. Then we're leaving, and the air is awkward. "Where am I taking you?" My face goes blank. "Shite. I dunno." I admit. "I would go to Felix's but I dont have a way to get in." Rachel starts laughing. "You went to another country without a place to stay?" I laugh with her. "You can stay at my apartment." Rachel tells me. "Your apartment has bad memories." I cringe. She sighs and kisses me on the cheek. "Let me make them good memories." She whispers seductively in my ear. I nod dumbly and let her lead me to the building attatched to Dyad.
We walk into her apartment and she goes straight to the liquor cabniet. "Wine?" She offers. "Got any beer?" I question. She shakes her head and poors me a glass of wine. "Beer is so below you Sarah." I take the glass from her hands. "I'm a nobody foster kid with a criminal record, beer is exactly on my level." Rachel hums and wraps her arms around me. "You're not a nobody to me." I shiver as her breath hit my neck. "Thanks." I mumble awkwardly. She chuckles and runs her finger down my neck, leaving tiny bumbs in her wake. "Can I touch you?" Rachel pulls my shirt over my head. "You dont have to ask." She tells me. I reach forward and slowly start unbuttoning the jacket to her pantsuit. "Why do you where these so much?" I ask as I push the fabric off her shoulders. It hits the floor and is quickly forgotten.
"They're classy Sarah." She takes off her own shirt. "They're made for old women." My bra comes off. "No. They are made for buissness." She leans forward slowly. "Now shut up and kiss me." I for once, do as she says. Her lips feel like velvet against mine. She kisses slow and languidly, not taking anything for granted. My heart starts pounding fast as I unzip her skirt, tugging at the waist band and pushing it to her ankles. I pull away from her, step back a couple steps, and just look at her. Thinking that she is the sexiest thing I've ever seen seems really narsasitic, but that's whats in my head. "You're beautiful." I murmer to her. She smiles a genuine smile and tugs me back to her by the belt loops of my pants. "As are you." She slowly unzips my leather pants and starts to pull them down. She places feather light kisses on my legs as she bends to help me step out of my soon forgotten pants.
She stands back up and looks at me intently. "What are ya staring at?" I feel my body flush under her stare. She looks up and smiles at me. "I've never taken the time to appreiciate your body before I ravish it." I feel a shiver run up my spine at her words. She steps forward and grabs my hand. "Lets go to the bedroom." She starts pulling me out of one room and into another. Once we get in her bedroom, she pushes me on the bed and straddles me. She starts shifting her hips, grinding down on mine, making a small groan leave my mouth. "Feel good?" Rachel husks. I nod frantically and pull her down to kiss me again. Her tongue runs over my bottom lip and I open my mouth to let it in. Our tongues twirl like a dance, one that two people passionately in love would dance, like a tango. Her hands run up my back to my bra strap, snapping it playfuly, before unhooking it and pulling it off of me.
Before my bra even hits the floor, her lips are making their way down my neck. She kisses all around it, biting at it gently, before she finds a spot that makes me arch my back and let out a low whimper. She stays at that spot and starts sucking the skin into her hot mouth. "Rachel." I breathe out. I feel her lips curl into a smirk as she bites the skin, making me gasp, then soothes the sore spot with her tongue. Then her lips are kissing their way downwards. Lower and lower until they reach my left breast. She places small, teasing kisses around and around, getting close to my nipple, but never touching it. I arch my back and whine when she gets close to it again. She finally relents and sucks the hard pebble into her mouth. I moan lowly and tangle my hand in her hair, pulling her closer to my chest. She gently bites down on the sensitive nub, making my hips buck upwards, as they do, she grinds downwards to meet them. My head spins at all the sensations I feel, I knew being with Rachel was good, but this felt amazing.
"Rachel, I need more." I pant out. I feel her nod and start kissing her way down my body. Her kisses feel like fire, and I can feel them on my skin even after she's moved on. Eventually she makes her way down to my hip bones, and places a kiss right above the waistband of my underwear. "Are you sure you want this Sarah?" Rachel surprises me by asking. "Yes." I husk. "Yes. I want it." I'm barely through saying before she is pulling my underwear down my legs. After my underwear are discarded to the floor, she spreads my legs and settles inbetween them, her arms wrapped around my thighs.
The first lick shuts my brain down, the second reboots it, and the third sends my head spiraling. I moan and tangle one hand in her hair and the other in the bed sheets. I arch my back as the delicious plessure washes over my body in waves. My back stays arched for a while under her ministrations, never giving me a break, keeping my body sensitive. I throw my head side to side, mumbling incoherent things under my breath and whimpering as the muscles in my body tense. Being with Rachel has never been like this before, its never felt this strong. Maybe it's because I'm not being forced, or maybe it's because I love her, I dont know but it quickly has me approaching the edge.
The pressure in my stomach builds and builds until it bursts. An amazing sensation runs throughout my entire body, making a wail leave my mouth and my toes curl. I grasp at Rachel like I'm going to lose her, and my body shakes all over. She stays inbetween my legs for a while, kissing my thighs gently, before she makes her way back up my body. She kisses me and wraps her arms around my body holding me as a few tears make their way down my face from the sudden onslaught of emotions. "I love you." I whisper to her. She looks up at me and smiles. "I love you too." She kisses me. "Move in with me?" I nod at me. "Yes."
Thank you to the people who actually read this, and I'm sorry that most of it sucked. I really hope that you enjoyed reading it.
