Title: Crueler Intentions
Chapter Title: Bassman Forever
Author: Shelby
A/N: Still loving all the wonderful reviews and appreciate them greatly. Sorry I'm behind on replying, but I will try and catch up as soon as I can!
Extra Note: The title of the chapter is undoubtedly taken from Batman Forever. Instead, it's Bassman Forever though because let's face it in my stories Chuck Bass will always be the same. He isn't changing and we don't want him to.
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Blair closed her eyes as she felt Jake's body press down against her backside. She felt the weight and nothing else. There was no friction, heat, or feeling of embrace. The only thing there was pressure and not the good kind.
"I love you, Blair," Jake whispered sensually. He reached his hand and turned her cheek, placing soft kisses on her smooth skin.
She did not respond, but only sighed breathlessly. It wasn't due to his touch flustering her, but the idea of another that brought great trouble to her mind.
Chuck Bass.
Blair loved every aspect about him. The taste of his lips, the feel of his fingertips against her flesh, and how everything he did followed an immediate cause and reaction ensemble.
"Do you love me?" Jake asked, feeling the lack of attention. Usually she was so much more willing, eager even. But now she felt cold and standoffish. He didn't like it, not one bit.
"Yes," Blair lied. Her voice was more of a mutter than anything worthy of holding truth. But that was because it didn't. She only loved Chuck. And that was why she pretended to love another.
Everything she did was for Chuck. Sure it was for winning back her crown and letting Manhattan know she was a force to be reckoned with. But when it boiled down to it—it was for him. She had to save him. She always did.
"Uhh," she groaned, leaning up on her arms. She felt him push into her center from behind and pump back and forth slowly. It was painful though. She hadn't even begun to produce a natural lubricant. She wished he would pull out, leave the bedroom, and her alone for the rest of the night. But he didn't.
"Blair," Jake moaned as he thrust forward.
Blair heard him speak, but once more felt nothing close to pleasure. His hands were all over her. Suddenly, it made her feel sick. And as he climaxed it took all she had not to gag at his enjoyment. That right was reserved to Chuck Bass. But Jake didn't know that. Well, not yet at least.
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Before the Board Meeting Chuck had entwined himself around Blair. Lips deposited light, but arousing kisses on her porcelain nape. He chuckled ever so often, hinting how much their situation elated him.
"Shh," Blair scolded in a shushing fashion. She wrapped her hands up around the back of his neck and leaned forth enclosing any space formerly between them.
He shook his head and extracted back in movement so their dark eyes met. "Kiss me," Chuck commanded with a salacious grin.
"But the board and he are right outside," she protested. Her eyes flickered apprehensively from him to the large oak doors. Her boyfriend was on his way to that very room after all.
"I don't care," he regarded her angrily, uncertainly. Eyebrows lifted and brown orbs softened once more as they connected with hers.
"I want to feel your lips on mine." His further explanation carried a tender tone with each roll of his tongue.
She sighed, "Fine, but later you shall send them away and have me on your desk." A mischievous giggle emerged from her ruby lips.
Chuck smirked, "Of course, Miss Waldorf." He pushed onto her again, but frowned in absolute indignation when she rejected his self-offering. He saw that her eyes were glued to the door and knew where his chagrin was owed.
"Chuck, they are coming. Let go of me," Blair whispered frantically. She tangled her arms trying to escape from his grasp, but found him only to be more of an arduous task than before.
"No," he refused, unyielding.
She looked back to him and sighed. "Please Chuck," she pleaded. "It's all for you, remember?" Their gaze intensified and then he finally released her both in that aspect and in the physical one.
"Fine! Just don't touch him when he comes in," Chuck insisted. He clenched fists to his sides and stomped back to his desk lividly, knowing he would be come a covetous man in mere seconds.
Blair rolled her eyes, fixing her hair. She scoffed, "You must learn to lose the jealous boyfriend act."
"Never." The word was uttered from the lips of a man with granite determination. And that was what Chuck Bass had become.
He was so infantile when it came to her and other men. There she was, promising her heart to only him and he still found reasonable cause to doubt her intentions towards him.
The doors opened and the men entered. The board of Bass Industries consisted of nothing more than painfully refined and docile type men. Still, even such personalities still eyed Blair with piqued eyebrows. They wanted to know the grounds of her being there and if it would effect them in an unfavorable fashion.
Jake entered last with his lawyer. The moment he took a step inside though he stopped, eyes moving from Chuck to Blair watchfully. The man next to him with a rather sallow complexion cleared his throat.
"Is there a problem here?" the lawyer inquired.
Jake shook his head. "I don't know. Is there? What are you doing here, Blair?" he interrogated, but in the softest of tones. His cold exterior revealed, the businessman in him confounded.
"No. I came here looking for you," Blair lied. She kept her eyes locked in gaze with her boyfriend, knowing better than to look at her profoundly jealous lover.
"Well young lady, now is not the time. Please wait outside," Jake's lawyer intervened, instructing her stringently.
"Yes, of course," Blair nodded. She then looked shyly upon the men and started out of the room. It was all part of the plan—to let Jake think he was winning. Or at least, it was part of her plan.
"Miss Waldorf," Chuck called right as she went out the door. He smirked as she turned around and threw him a look of confusion.
"Yes, Mr. Bass?" she returned, voice sounding proper. She did her best not to look at Jake who most likely was internally questioning them even more.
He walked over to the door and took hold of the knob. He looked from Jake to Blair and smirked in true Chuck Bass form.
"I hope you liked your flowers."
Blair's eyes widened and she realized what he was doing. Her arms flew up to stop him, but the door shut in her face. She pounded against the wood feverishly.
Chuck waited until he heard someone escort her away. He smiled to himself and looked up to a now infuriated Jake. But he remained ever calm and motioned to an empty chair.
"Please, take a seat. It's my turn now."
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A/N: Oh jealous Chuck… What did you think of the chapter?
UPDATED A/N: This story was deleted by the site due to a mistake on my part in the story's description. I am currently re-uploading it.