A/N: I want to thank my best friend momoXvolturi for the concept and title of this chapter. "Gives you hell," belongs to All American Rejects. To see the characters of the Beautiful Ones look up the site . /user/bennyjr12/story/11071
"When you see my face hope it gives you hell, hope it gives you hell
When you walk my way hope it gives you hell hope it gives you hell
If you find a man that's worth a damn and treats you well
Then he's a fool you're just as well hope it gives you hell
I hope it gives you hell."
~All American Rejects
Compliments from Steff
He could feel the absolute warmth that radiated from her body rebounding to his. Her skin glistened from the sweat that accumulated from their love making, sliding and rubbing on each that. The movement likened to a sensual tango. He could feel her hands move up and down the spine of his back sending shivers of pure unadulterated pleasure inside of him. Never have he felt pleasure such as this. The type of pleasure that causes ones eyes to roll into the back of their head.
Her long slender legs wrapped around his hips locking him within her clutches as if her life depended on him to keep her afloat from the desire that she was feeling. Her caramel complexion against his was perfect and mixed well with one another. Her moans were a combination of soft purring and humming. It was beautiful and tender mixed with his groans made an erotic sexual symphony.
He licked her lip teasingly, each time tasting the sweetness of her till he placed his lips against hers. He felt her tongue teasing his as their tongues wrapped around each other. The kiss wasn't dominating…it was a gentle yet held a powerful desire within it. It spoke words of his affection and desire for her.
Breaking away from each other he couldn't help but moan deeply as her tight velvet walls clutched around his thick pulsing length. It took everything within him not to ram himself within her with ruthless thrusts. With one hand he grasped the white sheets as the other caressed her neck down to the valley of her breast, it lightly touched one of her hard nipples. He could hear her moan hitched a little. Smirking he tugged her nipple softly between his fingers becoming rewarded with a breathless moan.
Opening his hand his palm grabbed her perfect generous plump breast squeezing it softly eliciting another mewl of pleasure.
"Steff," the sound of his name on her lips sent a foreign feeling of love inside of him.
His hand traveled down to her stomach, he could feel it tightening under his palm. He loved the reaction his touch provoked from her. Moving all the way down to her hips where he came upon the opening where his pulsating length was in the works of thrusting within her.
His moved his thumb across her clit causing her body to shake under him; he teased the throbbing nub as his thrust became more demanding.
She unwrapped her legs from his waist spreading them wider causing his thrust to go deeper hitting that one spot that had her screaming his name. Her hands moved from his back to place on the back of his head as her fingers tangle in his dirty blond hair. Her other hand moved down between them massaging his testicles causing his breath to hitch before it was hissed out between his teeth. He couldn't fight the shudder that went through him as she pleasured him.
Staring at her the look in her eyes was that of unconditional love and his reflected hers as they made love. There rhythm was set at a perfect pace as they enjoyed the pleasure that their bodies was giving off each other.
"Steff…oh god I'm about to come,"
He could feel her walls clutched as he felt his climax on the break of coming, he thrust in her as she met each one. Both of them working for the release they both seek, each thrust were one more step to their destination.
He could feel the warm shooting feeling of his seamen release within her and her come coating his member.
The raise of their chest and the soft sound of them catching their breaths was all that could be heard through the room.
His head was rested on the crock of her neck placing soft kisses as he felt the thumping beat of her pulse against his lips.
Lifting his head up his eyes was greeted by her hazel eyes a soft smile on her lips.
"I love you Steff," a smirk came to his lips.
"I know Kaia," he moved down to kiss her when the sound of the alarm going off.
Steff opened his eyes the only thing to greet him was that of the white ceiling turning his eyes to the perfectly made up left hand side of the bed.
Sitting up in the bed he used his unoccupied hand and turned the blasted alarm clock off. Moving his hand from under the covers he reached over the nightstand as he grabbed the tissue paper and wiped the evidence off.
Pushing the covers off his bare body, he moved from the bed towards his bathroom making sure to throw the tissue paper in the waste bend. Stepping into the shower he turned the water on cold as he washed away the sexual frustration of his wet dreams down the drain.
This was how Steff woke up for the past four years, even if he had sex with some nameless girl the night before, he woke up every morning with one person in mind. Kaia was always the center of all his dreams whether it's sexual or nonsexual she was always there.
Turning the water off opening the glass door of the shower he grabbed a towel and began to do the necessary toiletries. Fifteen minutes later Steff walked out of the bathroom and headed towards his walk in closet.
Grabbing a pair of Tommy Hilfiger boxer briefs tugging them on searching the closet he grabbed a navy button up shirt and white lining suit. Taking his time to dress himself he button his shirt that showed more of his chest then what was decent for school. Grabbing his Louie Vuitton loafers and Rolex he left out of his room.
Walking through the designated part of the house that was his, he bypassed the kitchen and the notion of breakfast and headed out. After all it wasn't as if his parent were at home anyway? It was simply him and a few of the servants who went about the house doing their job.
Steff walked out of the house and towards his car stepping inside his Porsche 928. Placing the keys into the ignition buckling his seatbelt he reached over to the glove compartment and grabbed his all black Aviators and pack of Newport's out.
Placing the sunglasses on and lighting up a cigarette he put the car into drive and zoomed out the driveway.
Parking his car directly in front of the school he stepped out locking his doors behind him glancing down at his wrist, the hands on his watch told made the clear inclination that first hour was over.
He couldn't help but to smirk, he had second hour with Kaia which was homeroom making him have an hour and fifty minutes to mess with her.
Walking towards the building in the slow manner that only Steff could pull off so perfectly he stepped inside Cassidy High School with only one goal in mind…Kaia.
Steff walked the halls casually hands in his pocket a cigarette between his lips and the whole asshole personality on tight.
People that thought he was cool with them greeted him as if they were the best buddies in the world. People who he had no idea what their name were or saw throughout the four years said his name holding their hands out as if he would even dare slap their hands.
Girls that he did/didn't date and slept with or whom he didn't even know batted their eyelashes while calling out his name trying their best to sound seductive when it only annoyed him as they tried to catch his attention.
His only reply to such antics was a sharp nod to his head and a smirk as he continues on his search for only one person.
Coming down the hall on the second floor where his second hour class was located he caught on to a sight of two people that sent only disappointment instead of annoyance.
There before him was Andie and Blane leaning against the lockers talking.
Arms cross over his chest as he lean against some random locker as he listen in their conversation he wasn't worried about them seeing him since he was far from them yet close enough to hear and see them.
"So are you coming over for dinner this Sunday?" he could hear Blain say.
"I-I don't know…I don't think your father and mother like me that much," he could hear Andie say.
"Don't take offense Andie their like that with any of my girlfriends," Steff couldn't help but to raise his eyebrow at that complete lie that Blain just told to her.
For one, Blane has only had one girlfriend in his whole lifetime, he should know since he knew Blane since preschool.
Second, Bill and Joyce McDonough held strictly to the belief of staying in their own class statues and not mix with others. And the fact that Blane was their only son who was also the heir to his father's multimillion dollar financial company so they were skeptical of any female that Blane dated.
Since Andie was from the lower working class and she was dating Blane, she was right in her thinking that they didn't like her if anything they hated her.
Really he was surprised that they lasted this long but knowing Blane if his parents place more pressure on him to break up with her he'll end up doing it. He wasn't saying this out of spite because Andie choose Blane instead of him. No. He was being realistic to the fact that when it came to peer pressure and threats to cut him off his friend will buckle.
That was in his friend's nature to do such things and that was how much of a coward that he was.
He watched as some of girls that hanged with Benny look towards Blane and Andie whispering quietly amongst them as giggles erupted from some of the girls.
"Hey Andie like the outfit you got on…where'd you get it from? A dumpster or a thrift store?" said one of the blond hair girls while her friends busted in laughter as they walked off.
Andie scrunched up her face as a soft sigh left her lips her eyes looking up to Blane for some help.
"Pay them no attention…you look beautiful,"
Steff had enough of this disaster scene before him throwing the bud of the cigarette down on the ground and smashing it under his foot he walked over towards them.
Blane stopped talking to Andie as he saw his friend walking towards them.
"Hey buddy," Blane said giving him a half smile, Steff returned it with a less friendly one.
"Blane," he nodded his head towards him as he ignore Andie altogether.
"Hey Steff," came the voice of the girl who once held his attention now he couldn't give two shits about.
"Eddie," he said keeping his attention to Blane who was looking at him as if saying please not this. He knew her name…but she wasn't that important anymore.
"You guys have second hour on this floor?" he asked Blane completely ignoring Andie as she looked at him.
He didn't care if she felt uncomfortable around him after all she had made her bed so she was just going to have to lay in it.
"Well Andie does, I was going to walk her to it," he said as he took hold of his girlfriend's hand it was a term that he uses when it came to their relationship. To him it was more like a science project if anything.
Looking at his watch, "Well you two better shoot a move on it then."
"Yeah," Blane said as he pull Andie away, Steff didn't waste any time to look back if he did he would have saw Andie staring back at him.
Walking inside his second hour class he saw the object of his search. She was seating in the middle row with her friend as they were talking and laughing at something.
She was wearing denim gasoline skinny jeans with white Reebok high tops with a white long shirt with three dangling belts around her waist. Her hair was tease a little but not obnoxiously like some of the other girls was wearing now.
All in all she looked beautiful, his attention was districted when he saw one of the girls from earlier and one of her friends walked towards Kaia and her friend.
"Excuse me but you and your homey are in are seats," came the girl while her friend frowned at Kaia and her friend. Steff walked over before it got out of hand.
"Excuse me? Listen her-"Kaia voice was low but held an edge to it until she was cut off by Steff.
"I don't think these seats have your name on it so I advise you two to find another seat," he looked at the girls who were shocked that he was talking to them and that he was defending these nobodies.
"But there in our seats," she said causing everyone to turn and look at the scene that was in front of them.
"Does it look like I care?"
"Come on Jessica we'll find some other seats…sorry Steff," said the other girl as she tugged her friends arm and moved away.
Kaia looked at Steff, her arms was folded as a smirk came to her lips as she looked at him.
"Don't tell me Steff that you're trying to be nice to me this year?" she said giving him a daring smirk when she was ready to battle him.
"No…I'm just the only one who teases you," he said much louder to everyone in the class to make it clear to leave her the hell alone. He knew that someone was going to spread the news.
"I'm sure…but thanks anyway," she said
"Compliments of Steff," he smirked causing her to shake her head at him.
He walked away from her and took his seat one seat behind hers as he got a better view of her. The sound of the second hour bell alerting the students that class started.
Throughout the whole hour Steff only paid attention to Kaia, sooner or later he wasn't going to play these games any longer with her.
Sooner or later he was going to ask her out and the game that they play now was going to be something more serious.
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