Hey guys! Muchas gracias for the reviews for last chapter. They made me smile! LOL i'm so glad my sex scenes still live up to your expectations. OK well here's the next installment, and things are starting to come out slowly but surely. Hope you guys enjoy. And as always, REVIEWS=LOVE. HAPPY READINGS!!! xoxo
"...and she ignores my text messages and the few calls I've placed. She won't even look at me when she walks past me," Nate whined for what seemed the last three hundred minutes of the day.
"Why do you care?" Chuck asked angrily, all this talk about Blair coming from Nate's mouth was beginning to agitate him more than he dared to say.
"I don't know... I don't. At least I don't think I do. I mean, what do you think is wrong with her?" Nate asked nervously, always reducing himself to asking his best friend what was wrong with Blair because he never actually knew for himself. Not even after dating her for over five years.
"Nothing," Chuck said as he looked over at Blair who was laughing demurely at something Serena had just whispered to her. She looked so beautiful and refreshed, and he had no idea how she pulled it off after they'd spent the entire night in and around each other. He looked exactly how he felt, drained, sexually satisfied. She must have sensed his eyes on her because she turned then, and he could see her eyes darken and sparkle and her lips form the smallest of smirks. Chuck's heart picked up speed as he winked over at her and then turned his attention back to Nathaniel, hoping his friend hadn't noticed the exchange. Of course he hadn't.
"So then why is she ignoring me? She's been acting so different. Every time I see her lately she's so different. So indifferent. She's lighter, she's happier. Ahhh... she's just less Blair."
"Isn't that a good thing? I thought you wanted her to be happy," Chuck threw back, a scowl forming as he sensed the direction Nate was going to take his train of thought.
"I did. I mean I do. I just..."
"Expected her to be more miserable and heartbroken after you shattered her?" Chuck bit out nastily.
Nate stared at Chuck in surprise, clearing his throat before he spoke again. "Well when you put it that way..." he trailed off. "Besides, why are you so defensive? I know she's about to be your sister and all, but this debonair white knight act isn't really your style," Nate laughed uneasily as he hiked his bag further up his shoulder and began to walk into the St. Judes campus.
"First off, she's not my sister nor will she ever be. We prefer the term step siblings. Second, I guess after spending some time with Waldorf behind close doors," a grin began forming on his lips, "let's just say we've bonded."
Nate stared over at his friend with slight suspicion in his eyes before shaking his head and laughing uncomfortably once again. "You're sick. But since you two have gotten so close, you wouldn't happen to know if she's seeing someone else, would you? I just have this crazy feeling about it all..."
"Nathaniel, she's your ex. Why do you feel the need to keep tabs? Regardless, you're tapping Jenny Humphrey now, so what's all this interest in Blair?"
Nate's eyes widen in surprise as he pulled Chuck over to the corner of the hallway and lowered his voice. "I'm not tapping Jenny Humphrey. And how in the world would you know about that?"
Chuck shook his head at Nate's ignorance and pulled his arm away from his grip. "Well you haven't exactly been secretive about it ever since you broke up with Blair. In fact, she happened to be the one who caught you red handed and relayed the information back to me."
Running a hand through his hair, Nate sighed in frustration. "God, she must hate me."
Chuck laughed. "I think she'll be OK. In fact, I know so..."
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Blair sauntered quickly down the hall to make it to her third period class before the bell rung and she was marked tardy. The conversation with Hazel and Penelope had been too juicy to cut short and now she found herself hurrying across the building to reach her AP Calculus class. Just as she turned the corner into the Mathematics wing, she was suddenly pulled into the bathroom and shoved against the wall.
Before she was able to scream from the shock and fear that filled her, she felt his familiar hands traveling down her back and grabbing her backside affectionately. "Chuck," she hissed out as she placed her hands on his chest and looked around nervously, "you almost gave me a heart attack!"
Chuck smiled wickedly as he brought his mouth down to meet hers and ravaged her mouth hungrily. Instantly her hands wrapped around his neck as she leaned in closer and moaned deliciously. The sound sent a thrill coursing down his spine, sending his blood soaring straight to his cock. "I missed you..." he growled out as he began nipping and licking at her neck.
Blair giggled at his words and then sighed as his mouth found the pulse point on her throat. "We were just doing this very thing this morning... and last night," she murmured huskily, her body automatically melting beneath his skilled touch.
Chuck pulled away from her and stared into her eyes. "So? It feels like forever since I kissed you," Chuck insisted as he kissed her once again tenderly, reveling in the feel of her hands holding his head gently and her soft sighs melting against his tongue.
"Chuck..." Blair whispered as they broke apart in order to catch their breaths, "I've got to go to class..."
Chuck smiled as he gripped her waist tighter and pulled her close, grinding his hips against her body and enjoying the way she squeezed her eyes shut and held her breath at the contact. "Give me five minutes," he whispered, his hand gliding down her thigh, finding the hem of her skirt and scrunching it upwards toward her waist. Holding her skirt behind her back, his other hand traveled along the inside of her leg, smiling when he found she only wore thigh highs and not her usual stockings.
Blair's breath hitched in her throat as his fingers reached her core and he slid one finger along the already moist satin of her underwear. "OK," she nodded as she spread her legs a little wider and allowed him to push her panties aside.
"Your so amenable," Chuck teased as his fingers found her waiting heat and slipped inside easily.
"Oh God," Blair breathed out as she nuzzled his neck in order to muffle her cries. "Don't stop."
"Never," Chuck responded against her hair, his fingers picking up a flux and flow he knew brought her crashing over the edge quickly. Pressing her harder against the wall, he freed his other hand from behind her back and began undoing his pants. "I'm going to fuck you right here, right now," he growled against her ear and felt her walls clench tighter around his fingers. He smiled against her hair, pulling away slowly in order to replace his hand with his erection.
Blair whimpered as he pulled out of her and stared at him with desperation. "Please."
"You love the idea of me fucking you here? Where anyone can walk in at any moment?" he asked as he brought his cock to her entrance and began teasing her clit and slick opening.
"No..." she denied, looking over to the door and finding that it still remained closed.
"Really?" Chuck laughed as he pushed into her a few inches and felt her hurriedly wrap her legs around his waist. "Then I guess we should stop..." he shrugged his shoulders and began pulling back out of her.
"No!" Blair cried out desperately as she rocked her hips forward, causing him to bury himself inside of her. "Oh God yes!"
Chuck laughed deep in his throat as he pressed his palms against the wall and began pounding into her. "You've got to make up your mind, Princess. You want me to keep fucking you right?"
Blair nodded quickly, her nails digging into his back through all the layers of clothing.
"Tell me," Chuck growled, his voice becoming deeper as his arousal threatened to consume him already.
"Yes. Fuck me, Chuck," Blair breathed out heavily as she began kissing his jawline.
And those words were all it took for him to lose control and bring them both crashing over the edge into their sweet release.
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"I should tell the Dean you snuck into the girl's bathroom and harassed me," Blair huffed out as she looked herself over in the mirror and reapplied her lip gloss.
Chuck laughed as he wrapped his arms around her waist and sniffed in the scent of her neck. "You weren't complaining a minute ago."
"I was on the brink of an orgasm a minute ago," she reasoned as she smiled at him through the mirror.
"Thanks to me," Chuck answered smugly as he caught her eyes in the mirror and squeezed her tighter.
"Shut up," she laughed as she turned in his arms and gave him a quick kiss. "I've really got to go now. I'm already late. First time in three years. All thanks to you, Bass," she teased as she pushed away from him and gathered her bag.
"You're loving every minute of this, Waldorf. I'll see you after school. We'll ride home together," he winked at her as she smiled and stepped out into the hallway.
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Serena stared at her in shock as Blair took her seat next to her friend and pulled out her books and readied herself for class.
"You're late!" Serena whispered in shock, earning herself a 'shh' from a neighboring student.
"Thanks Captain Obvious," Blair smirked over at her and began jotting down the notes she'd missed.
"You're never late," Serena continued, "What happened to you?"
Blair shook her head and stared at Serena sharply. "Nothing. Let it go. I lost track of time is all."
"What could you have been doing that would make you lose track of time? You're the most punctual person I know," Serena said as she inched closer to her friend, not caring that Mrs. Hiller was beginning to stare at them in annoyance at being disrupted in class.
"Serena," Blair breathed out in aggravation, "can't we talk about this later?"
"So there is something to talk about? I knew something must have happened. You better spill every sordid detail. Whatever it was must have been spectacular if it made you get to class late," Serena said excitedly as she turned forward again and smiled sweetly at Mrs. Hiller.
Spectacular. That was the perfect word to describe sex with Chuck in the Constance girl's bathroom, Blair thought as she smiled at the memory and tried to focus on the lesson spewing out of Mrs. Hiller's mouth.
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"Spill," Serena said the moment they stepped out of the classroom and began walking out into the yard to go enjoy a lunch out on the steps of the Met.
Blair laughed nervously as she pushed a unruly strand of hair behind her ear and held on to her books tightly. "What do you want me to say?" she asked innocently, trying her best to remain evasive.
"Oh come on, Blair. You've been acting weird all week. Ever since you got to school on Monday you've been distracted, avoiding all my questions, looking like you're keeping this huge secret. And now today you come to class late, looking very flustered might I add, and you refuse to tell me what this is all about. And as your best friend and sister, I demand to be informed," Serena smiled at Blair as she tangled her arm with Blair's and dragged her to an empty table out on the patio.
"Serena... I don't really know if this is the best place for me to tell you anything," Blair looked around and stared as the growing crowd of Constance and St. Judes students made their way to class and lunch.
"No one is listening to us," Serena reasoned as she folded her hands expectantly on her lap.
"You're going to kill me," Blair said as she shook her head and refused to look Serena in the eyes.
Serena giggled softly as she threw an arm over Blair's shoulder, "Oh B, you're so dramatic. Whatever it is, I'm sure I've done something ten times as bad," she teased. "Now talk, woman!"
Blair stared at her from the corner of her eye and sighed out. "I really doubt that, Serena..."
"Blair, come on. It's not like you had sex and neglected to tell me."
Blair winced and looked the other way, feeling as Serena's comforting grip on her shoulders loosened and the blond pulled away suddenly.
"Oh me effing God!!" Serena shouted, drawing the attention of a number of students crowding the patio.
"Serena! Shut up!" Blair hissed out as she took Serena's hand and began dragging her off the campus and down the street to a nearby empty café. Placing her on a seat, Blair took the seat across from her and watched as the look of horror slowly left Serena's face and was replaced by a look of pure confusion.
"But... B... I don't understand. I thought you broke up with Nate," Serena whispered across the table, her eyes meeting her friend begging for an explanation. "Unless..." she continued without waiting for Blair to respond, "unless, it wasn't with Nate!" she whispered a little louder this time, the look of horror once again returning to her face.
"My God, Serena. Will you relax?" Blair bit out angrily. This was all becoming a bit too theatrical for her taste.
"It wasn't with Nate, was it Blair?" Serena said in a little more even tone.
"No," Blair affirmed as she leaned back in her seat and pulled out her cell phone that had begun to vibrate. Smiling as she saw her phone display that she had a text message from Chuck, she quickly responded before turning her attention back to Serena.
"So who did you have sex with?" Serena prodded as she watched Blair's face color softly as she stood suddenly from her seat.
"Coffee?" Blair asked instead as she began walking over to the counter.
Serena shook her head as she watched Blair walk away and then looked down at the phone Blair had left on the table. Taking a quick look back up at Blair who was talking to an older woman that was waiting on line in front of her, Serena grabbed the phone quickly just in time to read the incoming text message: Really? As I recall, you were the one begging for more, Waldorf. I have the scratches on my back to prove it. Besides, I'm Chuck Bass. Chuck Bass doesn't beg.
Serena dropped the phone from her hands as if she had been burned. If a seventeen year old in prime health could suffer a stroke, Serena was pretty sure she had just had one.
Or two.
Or three...