A/N: Lalala, third chapter! Happy Thanksgiving, all. I'm going to my aunt's house for Thanksgiving, so here's a gift to remember me by! May your holidays be filled with family fun and festivity!

Disclaimer: I don't own Inuyasha or any other copyrighted merchandise mentioned in the story.

"They're not that bad," Inuyasha told Kagome as the two strolled down the sandy beach to arrive at the Takahashi's summer house.

"They stifle me," came the breezy his striking companion. "And they paired me up with you." She stuck out her tongue at him and wrinkled her nose teasingly.

"Hey!" yelped Inuyasha. "You little bitch!" (A/N: It had to happen sometime, LOL!)

Kagome gasped, all playfulness gone. "What did you call me, dickwad?" she growled dangerously.

Inuyasha tried not to laugh, his perverted mind already racing. "I sure know where I'd like to wad my dick," he chortled, making Kagome cringe at his vulgarity.

"Eughh!" she cried. "I'd rather you not!" Soon the two were unable to stop laughing, rolling in the sand at the crude remark.

Kagome was the first to stop, chest heaving, much to Inuyasha's delight. "Really, though," she smiled venomously, "did you just call me a bitch?"

The hanyou gulped, previous arousal currently deflating with fear. "My...bitch?" he grinned nervously, edging away.

Kagome opened her mouth, about to curse him straight to hell and back, but decided not to. After all, she would be spending the rest of her life with this man. She might as well make the most of it. (A/N: OOC. Yeah, I know.)

"Let's go," she said without a trace of emotion. As Kagome turned around to continue walking, Inuyasha noticed that her tone was scarily tight, and vaguely wondering what other parts of her were tight, his hard-on returned full force.

"Y-yeah," he squeaked, eyes bulging and cheeks puffing out with self-restraint. "Let's...go."

"I know what you're thinking about back there, bastard!"

Inuyasha shivered, clutching his now flaccid manhood in apprehension.

"Wow," Kagome breathed as she stepped onto the porch of Inuyasha's beach house. The floors seemed to extend from the inside, made of redwood and sprinkled with sand. The immense house stared down at her, modern metallic chrome everywhere. It seemed like something out of an Abercrombie and Fitch commercial.

'Including,' Kagome thought mischievously, 'the extremely delicious male standing next to me'.

Inuyasha warily eyed Kagome, debating whether the perverted smirk on her face was dangerous or not, and if it was, whether he should run or stand his ground like a man.

Just before he was about to drop the bags and run away screaming girlishly, Kagome turned to face him with sparkling eyes.

"Inuyasha! Inuyasha, Inuyashaaaa!" Kagome squealed excitedly. "Can we please, please, please go to the beach?!"

Inuyasha snorted.

Kagome pouted.

Inuyasha's infamous puppy dog pout had now backfired on him, in the form of a devilishly sexy heiress of the Higurashi clothing line.

"Feh, if you stop repeating everything in threes."

"YAY!!!!" Kagome screamed, collecting her bags and running up the stairs.

"No need to tell you that you can choose any room you want!" Inuyasha cried sarcastically.

"Yep, your parents already called me and told me so!" was the cheeky reply.

Inuyasha sighed, walking to his own room.

Which, he realized, was conveniently located right next to Kagome's.

'You know,' he thought. 'If she wasn't such a bitch, she'd be extremely fuckable.'

"Hurry up, wench!" Inuyasha yelled at Kagome's closed door. "I ain't got all fucking day!"

"Inuyasha..." purred an amused voice from the doorway. "I'm down here." Inuyasha blushed and turned around.

And immediately about-faced, lips clamped tightly together so as to restrain the lusty howl growing in his throat.

From what he had seen, Kagome's navy blue halter top was very revealing. And that rose tattooed on the side of her belly was absolutely enticing. He also couldn't help but notice her legs, which were tan, mile-long and stopped only at the grey and white hem of her matching bikini shorts.

'Self control, man,' Inuyasha chanted. 'Self control, self control, self...oh, for fuck's sake!'

In a matter of seconds, he was in front of Kagome, and then he was pushing her to a wall and kissing her senseless.

And oh, gods, it felt like... well, he didn't have anything to compare it to, but if heaven could bottle a taste, this was it. Kagome seemed surprised at first, but she dropped her bag and lifted her wooden bangle-clad arms up and around his neck, pulling him closer. Their mouths opened willingly, inviting and teasing and wanting all at the same time.

And then they started pressing together. Closer and closer, until he could practically feel her heat surrounding his, her warmth engulfing him, swallowing him, becoming him. He supported Kagome as she lifted her legs up and laced them around his waist, and then pressed her closer against the wall, tongues never losing contact, eyes never opening the slightest crack.

They brushed against each other frantically, and blood pounded in Kagome's head, which she told herself was just from lack of oxygen. Never before had any of her kisses been so intense, so passionate, so carnal, so...right. Lust swirled and hung in a heavy cloud around the pair, and Kagome was quite sure that the windows were currently fogging up, even in the warm weather.

He nibbled gently at her lower lip as they paused to take a breath, minds spinning and simultaneously gulping in deep breaths of air. As they caught their breath, Inuyasha burrowed his face into the side of Kagome's neck, nuzzling and nipping at it. He let a few silky strands of hair caress his face, breathing in the delicious smell of sweet cinnamon and vanilla shampoo.

"Gods," he mumbled, barely audible through the torturous mix of Kagome's mind as she tilted her head to the right, exposing more of her neck to him and moaned. "You smell so good, I just want to eat you up."

Then the hanyou grinned mischievously, masculine cheekbones still tainted with the pink flush of lust and exhilaration, and Kagome started to understand why, besides his obvious good looks, this man had a constant pack of amorous females always on his tail, no pun intended.

"Then," she whispered huskily, grabbing his shoulders to pull him face to face with her and channeling her own notorious naughtiness, "eat me, Inu."

A/N: Woo! Cliffhanger! Run-on sentences, commas are love! Lemon next chapter? Prawwwwbably not, but you never know.

Have a wonderful Thanksgiving, all, and please...

Please...

Please with gravy and mashed potatoes and cranberry syrup on top?

R&R! :)