A/N: Alright Gang, I updated. :) I'll have this chapter and another chapter done and out today, so enjoy! I'm considering doing a Sookie Stackhouse Fanfic, and want y'alls opinion. Let me know! It is rated M for a reason, so i finally dip in to some lemony goodness!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything at all. Except maybe the two psycho random chicks who are stealing my men... Not FAIR! lmao!
Chapter Eleven- Under a lover's sky, Gonna be with you
Abby woke up, arms wrapped around her tightly. It was the only thing holding her up on the sofa, as she laid on top of the very hard, very heavy body underneath her. She twisted out of the grip, and ran towards the bathroom, emptying the contents In her stomach into the toilet in front of her. She sat in front of the toilet groaning, head resting on her arm that sat on the toilet.
"Emily said that this would make you feel better," Paul's voice said quietly in the doorway, adding to the intensive migraine she had. She looked over to see him holding coffee in one hand, and a bottle of Tylenol in the other. She nodded, taking both from him, popping open the pill bottle and taking a couple with the coffee. She felt the coffee calm the acid in her stomach, and the pills take effect in calming her severe headache. She looked over at Paul, who was still standing there, a frown etched on his face as he watched her start to feel better.
"Is Emily fixing breakfast?" Abby asked, getting up, and breathing a breath of relief from the horrible hangover she experienced.
"No, she's still trying to keep contents in her stomach after last night. She made coffee, and drank some, and when she heard you, made me take some to you." Abby nodded, sipping more of her coffee, walking back in to the living room. As she walked in, Cassady looked at her from her position curled up in Jacob's arms.
"Hey, Abby," Cassady murmured from her spot, snuggling closer to her wolf in an attempt to get closer.
"Not feeling the effects?" Abby asked quietly, trying not to wake the other boys from the dead sleep that they were in.
"I've got a slight headache, but you know I hold my liquor better than most," Cassady grumbled, closing her eyes as she groaned lightly.
"Here," Paul tossed the bottle of Tylenol at her, and laughed quietly as she grunted at it hitting her.
"Do you need me to fix breakfast this morning?" Cassady asked, tossing back a couple pills, and swallowing them dry.
"Yeah, probably, but we can wait until Jacob wakes up," Abby laughed, pointing out the lack of the ability to get out of Jacob's tight hold he had on her.
" Give me a minute, and I'll get started," Cassady said, before leaning over and mumbling in to Jacob's ear. Abby nodded, moving towards the kitchen where Emily sat, head on the table, groaning. Sam stood leaning against the counter, watching Emily with a look of amusement on his face.
"How you doing this morning, Em?" Abby asked quietly, watching as Emily flicked her off, leaving giggles from Sam and Paul. "If you hate me, wait 'til you see Cassady." As if being summoned, Cassady pranced in, smiling and giddy. Emily groaned louder, as Cassady laughed quietly.
"I see Emily not in good spirits this morning," Cassady stated, grabbing the eggs out of the fridge, as she started up the stove.
"Some of us don't do the morning after's as well, Cassady. Hell, some of us get drunk faster!" Emily growled back, receiving snickers from the people in the room. "What bottle were you on when you finally got even a little tipsy?" Cassady shrugged, looking back to smile at Emily.
"When I mixed the four loco and the monster was it kicked in," Cassady stated, mixing the eggs to scramble them, "That four loco was awesome." Emily shook her head at Cassady's antics, before turning green at the smell of food and putting her head back on the table.
"I hate you," She grumbled, as Abby nodded in agreement. Cassady shrugged, and continued to make the food. Abby leaned against the wall, watching as Sam rubbed the back of Emily, and smiled. He lightly muttered something in her ear, making her smile. Abby felt arms wrap around her from behind; she leaned into the warm embrace, a light smile resting on her lips as she took in the hard body behind her.
She turned her head to see Cassady watching her, with a grin on her face, before turning around and finishing up the food. Abby turned and looked at Paul, who was looking down at her, smiling. She lifted up onto her toes and lightly kissed him, smiling ino the kiss as she felt him stiffen for a moment before relaxing.
"Why don't you guys leave?" Cassady said, putting a plate in front of Sam, who nodded, and got a fork. She walked over and put another cup of coffee in front of Emily, who thanked her, groaned, and put her head back on the table.
"What do you mean?" Abby asked, looking at her cousin with the most confused face. Cassady shook her head, before pointing to the front door.
"You two have not had any time with each other. Go get some while you still can. With everything with Jacob and I, and just getting home, and house searching, you two have not spent a little bit of time with each other. Get out, both of you." Cassady said sternly, reaching into the drawer to get a knife. Abby's eyes got big, as she put her hands up.
"Can we get clothes on first?" Cassady nodded, and pointed to the stairs. "Hurry!" Abby ran upstairs, dragging Paul with her. Abby laughed as she pulled him into her room, and began to toss clothes out of her closet towards the bed where he was sitting.
"Want to go to the beach?" Abby asked, pulling out her two piece bikini. Paul smirked, and nodded, watching as she ran to the bathroom to strip. He leaned back on the bed, hearing the conversations going on downstairs. Laughter echoed from the kitchen as Cassady told Jacob off for touching her bacon. He closed his eyes reveling in the peace that was surrounding him.
"You ready?" He heard Abby call from the door, as he sat back up and looked at her. Her hair was up in a ponytail, and gave accent to the fact that all she had on was her bikini top, and a pair of mini-shorts. She had a towel tossed over her shoulder, and a bag on the other. Paul stood up and began to chase after her as she ran downstairs. She began to run past the kitchen opening, but was caught as Cassady yelled at her.
"What the flying fuck are you wearing young lady?" Cassady yelled from the kitchen, smirking as Abby turned and looked at her. Abby watched as the guys turned, and gave her a once over, and Sam did it twice.
"Go change," Sam said very quietly. Abby shook her head. Sam looked at her again.
"Go change," Sam growled, watching as Abby raised her eyebrows.
"Fuck you Sam. I am a big girl, and I can wear what I want," Abby stated. Sam shook his head at her.
"Abby, change your clothes," Sam got closer to her, as Paul went to go step in between them, only to get held back by Cassady. Paul growled at Cassady, only to recognize the look of amusement on her face.
"Sam, I'm not thirteen years old anymore. You cannot FORCE me to change my clothes, is that understood?" Abby said, cocking her hip to the side, and putting her hand on it. Sam shook his head, and hugged her.
"I know you're not thirteen anymore," Sam said, sighing. "I miss that thirteen year old though. I miss all of our adventures, and all the crazy boy bashing we did." Sam looked at Paul, who was frowning. "You hurt her in any way Meraz, and I will fucking kill you. " Paul nodded, opting not to say anything. Cassady smiled before grabbing the back of Abby's shorts, and dragging her out of Sam's embrace, and towards the door.
"Get out!" She yelled, as she practically tossed Abby out the door. Abby laughed before running out the door, Paul's hand in her's as they ran towards the beach. Abby watched as Paul laid out the blanket that she had tossed in the bag, and sit on it. Abby sat next to him, pulling out her Sookie Stackhouse novel , and laid back, molding herself to the story . Paul watched lazily as she read, taking in her natural beauty.
She was tan, not as dark as him, or even as dark as Cassady, but a beautiful light tan that glowed on her. Her hair flowed on the blanket, showing the shoulder blade length that it fell. She was thin, but not too thin, just enough to accent her breasts, and make them look big. Paul's eyes stayed on her breasts for a time, longing for the moment that he could touch them, caress them.
"Is there something particularly interesting you're thinking about, or are my breasts just that pretty?" Paul heard Abby ask, as he leaned into her face, and kissed her lightly.
"You're beautiful, and I love looking at you," Paul mumbled into her lips, "I love the way you feel. I love your smile, and your laugh. I love you, and I particularly love your breasts." Paul lightly groped them, causing Abby to lightly emit a moan.
Paul smiled as she arched into his touch, setting her book down, in order to wrap her arms around him, and pull him into a heated kiss. Their lips met and Abby felt sparks fly, his tongue lightly probed hers, in an attempt to enter her mouth. She moaned opening her mouth to his tongue as he stroked and swirled around her mouth driving her to the brink of madness.
She moaned loudly as she felt his hands slide down from her breast, and to her torso and began rubbing in circles, causing her to moan into the kiss. Paul broke the kiss, only to trail his lips from her lips to her neck, to her neck line, to the edge of her clothed breast. She watched as he used one hand to slide the bikini top down, and lightly began sucking on her right nipple, as the other hand unbuttoned, and slid down her mini shorts.
"Mmm, seems like someone doesn't keep panties on," he groaned into her neck, as he felt her slick fiery heat surround him. He dipped his finger farther in, and stroked her insides, creating the groan that would soon be followed by her hips arching to meet his finger. He moaned as he felt her tighten around him, pushing his finger in as far as he could, while sucking lovingly on her hardened nipples.
"Please, Paul, no more teasing. Let me cum," Abby panted out, sending sensations straight to his dick.
"Beg for it, baby," Paul mumbled into her breast, gaining more shivers from her.
"Please Paul, Oh god, please let me come," Abby moaned, arching higher, trying to get that pleasure she was so close to. Paul began pushing his finger in, before adding another, and another, stretching her tight wet heat to a tightness that made Paul harder than he'd ever been.
"Yeah, baby, cum all over my fingers," Paul mumbled in her ear, watching as she rolled her eyes, and what he thought was a tight pussy, became even tighter. Abby moaned, arching her back, as he kept pumping, pulling every bit of orgasm out her that he could. Abby laid there as she felt him pull his fingers out, opening her eyes to catch him as he began to suck on his fingers still covered from her cum.
"Mm, tastes like peaches and cream," he groaned as he sucked every drop of cum off his fingers. Abby sighed happily, running her hands down his hard chest, her hands just stopping above the edges of his shorts. Slowly, she glided her hands across the front of the clothed erection. Paul gasped, attempting to move away from her, only to be frozen by the feel of her fingers unbuttoning his shorts.
"Abby, you don't have to do this," Paul groaned, trying to gain the will to move, but unable to resist the feel of her fingers lightly stroking the tip of his cock.
"I want to, and it seems somebody wants it," she muttered, pushing his shorts down to reveal that he was not wearing boxers. "It seems that I'm not the only one who doesn't keep underwear on." Paul groaned as her tiny hands wrapped around his long length. She slowly started stroking him, smiling as he lightly started thrusting .
"I wonder what you taste like," she mumbled, her mouth at the tip of his cock, creating a puff of warmth that surrounded it. Paul moaned, pushing his cock towards her mouth, eyes closed, mouth open.
"Ah, baby, don't tease," Paul groaned, as she lightly blew on the tip again. She continued to blow lightly, watching as a drop of pre-cum slid out. She smiled as she stuck her tongue out, licking the little bit of cum on his dick. She heard him, as a breath that neither one of them knew he was holding came out, and the panting began.
"Please, baby, suck my cock," Paul panted out, pushing his cock towards her mouth, creating giggles.
"Let me taste a little more," she mumbled, licking down his cock to his balls, before coming back up, and licking the pre-cum that had built there.
"Oh god, baby, please," He begged, unable to control the thrusts that were once light, but were now hard. She smiled up at him, his eyes meeting hers as she stuck his cock in her mouth. His eyes rolled back, as the sucking sensations went through his cock and to his balls, building up the impending orgasm. He felt as she took him a little bit deeper each time, finally stopping when she had him almost to the back of her throat.
"Yes, yes, oh god, yes," Paul grunted out, thrusting into her mouth, while she sucked him, and every once in a while licked the precum that erupted from the tip. He felt his balls tighten, and began to try to pull his dick out of her mouth.
"Baby, please, we got to stop," He groaned out, as she sucked harder, and took him to her throat again, "Oh, god, baby, we need to stop. I'm going to cum if you keep going." Abby looked up at him, and swallowed, bursting the little bit of control he had to pieces, as he felt his balls draw up, and the cum boil in his dick. He took three thrusts, and came in her mouth, watching as she swallowed as much as she could, very little escaping her beautiful mouth.
"Oh, yeah baby, take that cum. You look beautiful swallowing my cum," he groaned, as she continued sucking him until there was no more. He pulled out with a pop of her lips, and a smile gracing them as she stood up to meet him face to face.
"Yum," she says, before lightly kissing him on the lips. He smiled into the kiss, before pulling her back down on the blanket, and turning to look at the ocean, only to realize that the sun was setting. They curled up to each other, and watched as the sun set, a happy sigh settling on their lips.
It was dark when they finally made it back to the house. They stood on the porch, smiling as they faced each other.
"I had a great time today," Abby said, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"I bet you did, we could hear it all the way up here!" Cassady yelled out the door, creating massive laughter amongst those in the house. "I mean, damn, was the sex that good? Can I try?" Abby shook her head as she opened the door and pulled him in.
Cassady sat on the sofa, Smirnoff in one hand, and the remote in the other. She waved at them from her spot, watching as they made their way to the kitchen. Jacob sat at the table with a glass of water in front of him, and a sandwich in his hand. He smiled at them as they walked in and pointed to the counter where there was a Subway container.
"Emily still feels like shit, so she went and laid back down. Cassady didn't feel like cooking, and the boys aren't allowed to cook, so we had subway. There's some of the 25 mixed subs left," He stated before swallowing the rest of his sandwich, and walking in to the living room.
"Oof, I am not a chair!" They heard Cassady call out, creating laughter from Abby and Paul in the kitchen. Abby sat back with her sandwich and relished in the day that she had. It was a good day.
A/N: Abby gets some! WOOT!