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"I really have no idea what you think you are doing, Bass?" Blair bit out as she hurried in front of Chuck and quickly ran up the stairs.
"Watching how wonderfully tight that skirt is around your ass," Chuck sneered crassly, enjoying as Blair tripped at his words and had to reach out against the wall in order to hold herself up.
Reaching the top step, Blair turned and faced him head on. Hands resting purposefully against her hips, eyes dark and narrowed. "You're heinous," she spat out.
"Which is probably why you can't get enough of me," Chuck teased as he reached the top step beside her and made to reach out and grab her. "You're not a good girl, no matter how much you continue to lie to yourself and everyone else around you."
Pushing her palms against his chest, Blair held him back and stared at him angrily. "I've had more than enough!" Blair scoffed in irritation.
"That's not what you're eyes are telling me," Chuck continued, taking a few steps forward and causing her to retreat against the wall.
"Stop it, Chuck!" Blair gasped as her back hit the wall, immediately turning and heading down the hall to her room before he could trap her with his body. "Goodnight!" she yelled dismissively as she pushed open her door and then vehemently slammed it shut.
Breathing out heavily, she leaned against the door for a second trying to gain her composure. Why was it that whenever he came around her body seemed to melt and her heart picked up an incessant rhythm that she swore could be heard within a ten mile radius? She needed to get over this ridiculous infatuation her body felt for Chuck Bass. Now. Better yet, yesterday. She needed this over and done with.
Gaining her footing once again, seeing as her legs didn't feel like Jello anymore, she walked further into her bedroom and plopped herself face down on the bed.
Chuck heard her movements inside the bedroom from the other side of her door and let himself inside, throwing the door shut behind him loud enough for her to hear.
She was laying down on the bed when he walked in, once again and undisturbed view of her perfectly rounded bottom presenting itself to his eyes. He wanted nothing more than to claim her body from the very position she was in. A groan lost itself somewhere in his throat and he put on his best casual expression.
Blair flipped over on the bed as soon as the door closed in the distance, watching Chuck standing there with his usual cockiness and smirk in place. "Do you have any boundaries?" she growled out, not wanting to cause a scene and bring Eleanor and Bart crashing into her room.
"None," Chuck answered simply as he walked closer to the bed, noting how her pulsed jumped at his nearness.
"Don't make me scream," Blair warned, crossing her arms under her chest and hoping he would resign himself and leave her alone.
"No promises," Chuck murmured with a glint in his eyes, the insinuation causing Blair to blush furiously.
"We have a deal, Bass," Blair said, watching as he stood before her and removed his jacket casually. "I wasn't aware you followed through already."
"Consider it done. Do you really need the formality of it all?" Chuck prodded forward, his quest for fulfillment in her arms not to be deterred.
"As a matter of fact I do. I don't see Nate miserable. I don't see Jenny ruined. I won't be conned by you, and I certainly won't be falling into bed with you..."
"Either it happens now or on Saturday, what difference does it make? We both know it's inevitable," Chuck whispered.
"The only way this," Blair signaled between their bodies, "is going to happen, is if you manage to meet my demands."
Chuck rolled his eyes and began to undo his tie. "Your demands were met tenfold in the back of my limo," he responded smugly. The tone in his voice causing Blair to stand and stare at him indignantly.
"Get out of my room."
"Why are you so hell bent on this?" he asked in exasperation, usually women were falling over themselves trying to sleep with him. He hadn't had to work this hard since... well since ever. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're heartbroken over this whole Nathaniel thing. And do you really want me to sleep with that Humphrey chick?"
Blair's eyes lowered and she exhaled softly. She really wasn't heartbroken over everything that had happened with Nate. Surprisingly so. She had expected to feel more... pain... regret... anything. But she felt absolutely nothing. And then she'd gone and slept with Chuck. And everything had changed. There was something going on inside of her that she couldn't quite put her finger on. It wasn't love. Far from it. But he'd been there for her, time and again. Especially that night at Victrola, when she had kept fooling herself into feeling a pain that wasn't really there. And he'd helped her escape it. He'd helped her open up and admit to herself that it was a relief ending things with Nate, that she was able to shed herself from a past that was weighing her down and could finally become the woman she had wanted to be. She hadn't really expected that she would become a woman in the literal sense that night, but she had and just as she'd told him that night when they'd arrived at home, she didn't regret it. Couldn't. That night meant more to her than it probably should have, more than what it possibly meant for Chuck. She couldn't allow herself to even begin to analyze what it meant, didn't want to allow herself to have another rendezvous in bed with him and then be left with harboring feelings that were beginning to scare her. She shouldn't be reacting this way to him. "I'm not just going to sleep with you, I can't bring myself to do it. Our parents..." Blair tried to reason, not wanting to say the real reason as to why she couldn't allow herself to sleep with him again.
"Are our parents. We're us. Besides, Eleanor seems to think that you getting with a Bass is a good idea," he joked, making her laugh as she stared up at him.
"You're a charmer I'll give you that much." He was charming. And handsome. And sexy. And a threat to her every sense and sensibility. She should have make him leave right then and there.
Chuck smiled at her then, a genuine smile, those that were few and far between. A smile he seem to share only with her. "Then let me show you how charming I can be," Chuck responded smoothly, reaching out and taking her hair between his fingers, tugging gently in an effort to pull her closer.
Blair's body was enveloped in heat as he brought her closer against him. She placed her hands against his chest, but this time didn't push him away. "Our parents... they're downstairs," she said to no one in particular, but fighting the inner war with herself as to why she shouldn't go through with this.
"They're leaving. Bart's taking your mother to see a show. And besides, we're doing hw," Chuck smiled once more, melting Blair's resistance with the tenderness she saw in his eyes.
"Chuck Bass not buying or blackmailing his way through school. I never thought I'd see the day," she smiled sweetly as her fingers began to draw small circles on his chest.
Groaning at the feel of her nails digging slightly into his skin, he lowered his head that small distance further and captured her mouth with his. The kiss wasn't desperate or rough as it had been that afternoon. He took his time coaxing her lips open, nibbling on her lower lip, enjoying the sounds that she was making deep in her throat. He tasted her cherry lip gloss and discovered his new aphrodisiac of choice. He had never been as turned on as he was at this very moment.
Her lips parted then, needing more of his mouth and his tongue.
He slid in slowly, tasting every inch of her mouth, teasing her just enough to get her to grab his shoulders harder, press herself closer to his body. His hands slid lower down her back until he reached her ass and squeezed her tighter and pressed her closer against him. She moaned at the feel of his erection pressing against her stomach, a surge of pleasure coursing through her body knowing that she was the reason why he was so turned on. It gave her a sense of power and control she had never known before.
Grabbing his hair roughly, she turned them around and pushed him onto the bed. Landing on top of him, she angled his head to her liking and took control of the kiss. His hands went to her hips instinctively and he moaned into her mouth at the feel of her small tongue darting into his mouth and holding him captive. He was surrounded by her, she was everywhere, touching him, kissing him, provoking him. Her scent intoxicated him. He felt dizzy and out of control, a way he had never felt before and it scared him.
"Let me," he rasped out against her ear, his breathing heavy, the feel of her grinding her hips against his pelvis bringing him close to losing control.
Blair leaned away from him and stared down into his eyes. There was a desperation hidden in their depths as he began laying her down on the bed and pressing his body above hers. His hands slid under her skirt and rubbed against her stockings as his lips began to lick and kiss at her throat and collarbone. She allowed herself to get lost in the sensation, allowed her body to enjoy the pleasure of his touch and seduction.
"You're so beautiful," he whispered as he kissed her jawline, bringing his lips down on hers once more before she could respond to his words.
Blair's heart clenched when she heard him whisper it, a warmth invading her and making her eyes moisten inexplicably. He was so gentle. So loving. He made her believe his words, unlike all the other times people would tell her the same thing. As he pulled away to get some air, she grabbed his head and stared into his eyes. "I need you," she said quietly, biting her lower lip nervously.
"You have me," he answered back, running his hands down her belly and back up, beginning to unbutton her blouse slowly. He took his time removing her clothes, loving each hitch of her breath when he barely touched her where she needed to be touched. He placed a kiss on her stomach before moving lower on the bed, running his hands on her thighs and losing them under her skirt. She waited on baited breath for him to touch her, to give her that amazing release he had given her that night in his limo. But he didn't touch her, instead he removed her stockings slowly, making her whimper out of desperation.
He chuckled deep in his throat as he pulled her skirt down more quickly, knowing that she didn't want to wait and knowing he damn well couldn't wait any longer. Sliding back up on the bed he grabbed her waist roughly as he pressed his body on her and took her nipple into his mouth through her bra. She cried out then as she held his head firmly in place and allowed him to lick and bite her through the lacy material. Her hips bucked against him, rubbing furiously through the layers of clothing still blocking them. He pressed her hips back down onto the bed and attacked her mouth once more. As she began to return the fervor of his kiss, he dipped his hands beneath her underwear and slipped his fingers inside her.
She screamed out in pleasure as her body instantly orgasmed around his fingers, Chuck swallowing her cries and moans of release in his mouth. He moved his fingers rhythmically, touching her where he knew she loved it and rubbing her clit with his thumb. He could feel her walls clenching around his fingers again, her wetness running down his hand as he thrust into her deeper and harder. She moved away from his mouth, her breath short and hard as she grabbed at his back and dug her nails deep. He looked at her and saw her watching him in amazement, her eyes glazed and filled with passion, her mouth bruised from his kiss. "Come for me, Blair," he whispered, just as his fingers picked up the pace.
She bit down on his shoulders to muffle her cries as her body exploded around him once again, her hips moving wildly against his hand as she rode out her orgasm wave after wave.
tbc...