Out of Bounds – rewritten
Chapter 1: Rebounding
Katniss found herself laying back on a stranger's bed, naked. He was from out of town, about 5'10. Blonde hair and striking blue eyes, stocky, but not fat, strong and muscular. He had a deep voice and strength about him. She remembered that he had been very polite, and she liked his smile, he had dimples, and of course, those amazing blue eyes. She didn't even remember how she got to the bar.
Öh yeah! She got there after she had been unceremoniously dumped by her three yearlong fiancée, Cato, two weeks before their wedding!
She walked out the restaurant furious, feeling low and humiliated. She never wanted to commit to marrying Cato, she was always more of a free spirit. But she was carried away by her mother, who told her that if she didn't marry Cato, a rising star in the field of surgery, she was never going to find a suitor of such quality, class and category. But the idiot had been distant the last few weeks. He always found excuses for not coming to her apartment, didn't call or write to her with the same frequency. But according to her mother, Cato was very focused on getting the appointment as Chief Resident at Capitol Memorial Hospital, the most prestigious hospital facility in all Panem. And she had to be a patient, loving, understanding and supportive fiancée, and to concentrate on their wedding preparations. A pompous wedding, made to impress all the Hospital Staff and Board of Directors, which were all invited, but only a handful of her friends and colleagues, 'çause she was just a simple middle school biology teacher.
To her surprise, he came home earlier that day, and took her to dinner at Ceasar's, the city's finest restaurant. There, he dumped her in the middle of their meal. Furious, she stormed out of the place, expensive champagne bottle in hand, and got to the first bar she could find.
After a few straight tequila shots, this very proper guy, dressed in a suit and a tie approached her. He was complimentary, made her laugh, and was direct about what he liked about her appearance. He liked her long legs and small bust. He loved her long dark hair and that she was petite. She had damn near melted as he'd grabbed her tight pretending to show her how to play pool and rubbed his hands all over her petite figure as he leaned down and kissed his way up her neck.
God he was an amazing kisser!
He said he had an hotel room nearby, if she wanted to get out of there. She was a little drunk after too many rounds of tequila.
"Mhmmmm," She said though she knew she should have said no.
Minutes after they arrived to the room, she was naked, legs hooked up over the shoulders of a man whose name she couldn't remember.
"Damn baby you taste sweet," He said, before shifting himself for the second time, burying his face between her thighs again.
"What the fuck are you doing to me?" Katniss asked herself as her hips lifted and swirled under the attentions of the man. Her blood was rushing through her veins. She felt warm and tingly all over her body. Her head swirled from the liqueur.
The sheets were cool as she clutched them, pulled them, bucked her groin into the man's face. She couldn't remember his name. She couldn't remember her name. She came hard and fast. Her toes curled, and her body convulsed.
Gooseflesh covered her skin, her nipples tightened. He slipped a finger inside of her and she let out a moan. Smiling triumphantly, he slipped in another, and she tightened around him. He kept up his skillful attack on her clit.
"Gosh, you are tight baby. I could eat you all day long. But I want you so much right now. Are you ready to feel me inside of you?"
"Oh yes, please!" she said, and he claimed her mouth again. He kissed her slowly and passionately. Her legs instinctively wrapped up around his hips, and her arms moved all over his body, nails digging into his flesh, and he was covered in gooseflesh as he slipped inch by inch of his big cock inside Her. Katniss gasped as the feeling was more intense, and she lifted her hips to take more of him.
"Do you like that?" He asked. His moves were tender, but she could tell had he not prepared her, he may well have ripped her going inside.
"Yes," she said, and he deepened the kiss as he began to pull back out slowly. He thrusted forward a little less slow the next time, and with each return, a little faster, and a little harder. He reached to hold her hands down again as he lifted up and began to pound into her. She cried out, breathless, cumming again already. He reached one hand for her clit and circled the tender flesh with just the right pressure.
"Do you like that baby?" he asked and she couldn't respond. He felt so amazing.
"Do you want me to keep fucking you like this?" he asked a few minutes later
"YES" she answered.
"GOOD," He gripped her thighs, spreading her legs wide and began thrusting harder and harder into her. She came again, and he slowed down. He laid back upon her and started to kiss her again.
"God you feel fucking incredible," He groaned and deepened his thrusts.
"So do you," She cried out as he reached one arm around her waist and pulled her in close.
As he pushed her down on the mattress, the weight of him, and the hand that suddenly was massaging her clit, along with his assertive and rhythmic thrusts, Katniss was getting everything she needed. She bit her lip, hard as a whole new wave or orgasm, much deeper and intense crashed through her. He clamped down on her shoulder and began to suck on her flesh when she screamed out. There was no warning, but she felt him fill her with his seed. And she came again, immediately. The sensation was primal. She thought nothing of it. She couldn't get pregnant anyway, Cato had made sure of that, but he didn't know that.
"Are you all right baby?" He asked a few moments later, as he shifted to face her and pulled her into his arms. She nodded and allowed him to hold her. She felt so good. Her body was sore and so relaxed, she could not move if she had to. Before long, he was hard again. He asked if she was ready for more and she agreed. The details are very paralleled to the first time, with some added sensitivity, due to swelling inside her.
They went on all night. Oh God he was AMAZING! And one more time in the shower in the morning, where she returned the favor and sucked him until he came in her mouth.
He took her against the tiles one last time. His stamina was incredible.
He asked her if he could see her again.
"Maybe." she answered. She just broke up with her fiancee. She just needed to vent some heat. But she didn't want to break his heart, so she took his phone and marked a phony number. "You have a few missed calls." she pointed out. He probably had a wife or a girlfriend back home. She was just a one night stand "There, call me sometime." She said with a grin as the elevator door shut.
He was just a rebound fling. An amazing one, but just that. Besides, he was from out of town. Chances are she would never see him again.
Fifteen minutes later, she got home from his place exhausted.
She decided to sleep for a few hours, and then go to the big house Cato had bought for them to live on after the wedding. She needed to collect her things. Thank God she didn't move early and gave up her modest apartment as he had suggested. That and the fact that Cato had bought the house on his name only. That should have been a red flag.
She plugged her phone to the charger. Her battery had died at some point during her little escapade. There were more than a few messages on her phone.
Her mother, even the idiot Cato telling her how sorry he was.
Asshole.
She felt so hummiliated, so angry that she let herself be convinced to do something she really didn't want. Yes, she had to admit she'd been flattered when she met the slightly older, ambitious Cato as a young postgrad, and he dazzled her by the attention he paid her—especially after being surrounded for four years by inexperienced and wild college boys. She wanted to settle down with someone serious, and not end up like her mom. All alone.
But settling down came with a price. She had to fit into his world. A world of sophisticated dinner parties and foreign films, and banal conversations about Manolo's shoes with the superficial wives of the members of the board of tge hospital. The ones Cato had to make a good impression for him to get a position as Chief Surgery Resident. And she had let little parts of herself chip away in the process? Obviously. The old Katniss would not approve of the girl who listened politely while someone made her feel two inches tall.
That Katniss would kick ass and take names.
What happened to that girl?
She used to be fearless and not to take crap from anyone. She was a wild girl in college. Together with her best friend and roommate Madge, they were party animals. She even remember the day she took on two guys during a Spring break on District 4...not her proudest moment, specially when she woke up next to both guys and didn't remember a thing.
Maybe that was why she had allowed herself to slept with the hot guy from the bar. To feel like herself again.
And it was really, really good.
For the first time in months she felt beautiful, desired. She felt like crying. That fact definitely needed further investigation, since she hadn't yet shed a single tear over her broken engagement, but over the fact that some stranger showed her the emotions she hadn't felt for a long time.
She shook her head. She needed to set her thoughts straight. She couldn't let herself be distracted by some one night stand, no matter how hot he was. Thankfully, it was the middle of the summer and she didn't need to teach a room full of rambuctious 13 year olds.
She started to delete her messages. She didn't wanted to listen to Cato's stupid apologies. Or her mother...specially her mother.
She had another message from a foreign number which area code she didn't recognized.
"Good morning. This message is for Miss Katniss Everdeen. This is Fulvia Cardew, from District Twelve Memorial Hospital. We are calling you regarding your father, Mr. Haymitch Abernathy. Please call us back…"
She did not hesitate to call back. While it was true that she and her father had been estranged for years, it was all because of her mother, who insisted on taking her to live in the Capitol after their divorce, even knowing that Haymitch had his career as a police officer in District Twelve. But her father had always been aware of her, supported her financially and helped her through her studies, when her mother didn't approve of her career choice.
The phone rang a few times, and she asked for the person who left the message. Minutes later she finally got the person she was looking for.
"I'm speaking from District Twelve Memorial Hospital. Your father, Haymitch Abernathy, was admitted early this morning, following a heart attack. You're listed as next of kin on his medical records."
"What?" Katniss shot straight up in her seat. "He's not…d-dead, right?"
"No. No, he's in stable condition. He's sedated in the ICU for observation. I apologize for not stating that up front. We generally contact any next of kin in these situations. He is not alone, but the person accompanying him is not family, and we…"
"Ï'll be on the first train. I'll get there this afternoon." she interrupted cutting the call.
As she was grabbing a bag and filling it with clothes, she made another call.
"Hi, I need a ticket for the next train to District Twelve. It's an emergency."
Hello. It's been a loooong time. Sorry for that. I decided to restart this story from scratch. I know many of you liked it. I know starting it with a sex scene between Katniss and…someone, not identified…yet, is not very pleasant, BUT is Everlark, I guarantee it.
Hope you enjoy it.
XOXO Lizzyvb