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Post by melanie2 on Dec 22, 2011 23:36:42 GMT -5
sugar we're going down swinging , [atrb=style, background: #373737; border: dashed #ffffff 4px; border-radius:50px 0px 50px 0px;] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border: dashed #ffffff 3px; width: 400px; height: 500px; float: left; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 20px; padding-bottom: 25px; padding-top: 25px;]
it wasn't long before trevor saw her get into a purple car and start driving. He quickly shifted into drive and started to follow her. as he drove, he let his mind wander. Mostly about what was about to happen. also a little if it was right. He quicly told himself that this wa perfectly okay and like she said, if he was any good, which he was, it wouldn't be a one time thing. and that was what he was worried about. Therefore, he had nothing to worry about.
finally she stopped at a house with gates and everything. He chuckled to himself. At least he knew Fel wouldn't be after his money. He followed her into the gate, careful not to get too close to her car. once he was in the gate, he waited for her to get out of her car and watched her for a few seconds. two huge ass dogs ran towards her. Well, there are her dogs. He got out the car and headed towards her. "Nice house, hun." He looked around. Her house was gorgeous. And this was a good idea. Maybe he should look around for his own place. His parents would pay for it. But then again, they might not trust him after everything. But who knows.
"So.." He smiled at her, moving closer. At this point he was standing almost touching her. He lifted his hand to her face and tilted her head up. He bent his head down, kissing her. He broke away from the kiss for a just long enough to push her against the nearest wall. He kissed her again, this time harder.
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Post by ali on Dec 23, 2011 0:32:10 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Come On, Baby. You know we are playing with fire The Words: 800 The Outfit: n/a The Notes pah lol
One thing was for sure, Felonee would never be after his money. Course, she always looked for a guy with money, because it meant there wouldn't be any gold digging involved. She didn't need to bang some poor guy and have him black mail her or something. She knew to be aware of possibilities. Her Dad worked closely with the mob, and some very, very bad people and at a young age she had learned to always make sure her protection came first. She learned when it came to protection, she needed to worry about herself, and her family first before anyone else. Maybe this was why she had two trained attack dogs, but they were friendly for her, and those she brought around, she just would hate to see what they both could do if someone decided they were coming after her. Hopefully that day would never come. But there was always that chance.
Felonee sent her dogs away when he moved from his car to her. "Well thanks, I think it's pretty nice too." she smiled at him flashing her pearly whites at him. She definitely took care of herself, and it was obvious. She could see that he did as well, which was important to her. She hated people who thought it was okay to shower once a week, perfume could only cover up so much. Felonee was the type of girl that showered twice a day, every day religiously. She enjoyed being clean and fresh. She hated being sweaty and feeling dirty, especially when there was always the chance something like this would happen. Meaning luring a hot man to her house for some hot sex. Yes, it would have been embarrassing if she had a bad case of b.o and she probably would have not been in this situation if that had been the case.
She heard his words and she looked up at him with a devious smirk, and her eyes read her intentions. She was horny to say the least, and this was definitely what she needed. Man, if he sucked she would probably lose it on him, but she hoped this would not be the case. She felt his fingers tilting her head back and his lips were on hers. They were only about two feet from the door, but she didn't stop him. She felt him moving her back against the wall, and she went with him, letting him press her their before he kissed her again, this time with more hunger than he had before. It seemed as though it had been a bit since he had gotten a piece, but she was glad to oblige him in this need. She let her arms go up around his neck pulling him body a little closer to her, and she allowed her lowers hips to rub against his. Pulling back slightly spoke spoke softly to him. "We can go inside, you know." she smirked at him, however if it was his fancy to ravish her right there, then so be it. She could wipe the security tapes before her dad got to them. No big deal.
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Post by melanie2 on Dec 23, 2011 0:43:40 GMT -5
sugar we're going down swinging , [atrb=style, background: #373737; border: dashed #ffffff 4px; border-radius:50px 0px 50px 0px;] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border: dashed #ffffff 3px; width: 400px; height: 500px; float: left; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 20px; padding-bottom: 25px; padding-top: 25px;]
trevor smirked as she wrapped her arms around him, but it quickly faded as he felt her hips against his. "Mmmm.. inside, mhm." He wasn't really agreeing with her, he just felt he should say something. he kissed down her neck, sucking a little. He ripped off the top of her cheer uniform, "I told you I could rip this right off you." his voice was breathy as he started to get more into it. He picked her up, forcing her legs around him.
"We could go inside, or I could take you right here." He kept kissing her neck, waiting for her to reply. he let his hand wander up to her chest, barely touching it, just teasing her.
-sorry i suck so hard at writing these. I have no idea what else to write. I guess fade to black? haha-
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Post by ali on Dec 23, 2011 1:08:37 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Come On, Baby. You know we are playing with fire The Words: 800 The Outfit: n/a The Notes pah lol
Felonee felt his lips traveling over her skin to her neck as he mumbled to her. She knew he wasn't really saying to much, just saying anything because he was a little distracted with getting down to business. Felonee didn't care, though. She tilted her head to the side allowing him to let his lips work magic on her weak spot, which was her neck. Moaning out softly she felt him take her top off quickly. His words came in a slight rush, and his voice was breathy. She could tell he was very much so into this, and she didn't mind that. The more into it he was, the better off it would be for her. She sighed softly as he picked her up, pulling her legs around him. She giggled softly as he pressed her back against the wall, and her short skirt rose up above her buttocks now.
Felonee heard him speaking to her again as she was now undoing his belt between her legs, and undoing his pants. She sighed again as his hands ran up to her chest and she knew that he would have no problem with having his way with her right then and there. "You do whatever you want, baby." her vocals were dripping with seduction. Quite frankly she didn't want his lips to leave her skin just so they could run into the house and probably only make it to another wall, so what was truly the point. "Fuck me." she spoke simply to him and she knew he would, which was great for her.
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Felonee lounged back on her couch now in a simple satin robe that she had tied around her slender waist. A thin film of perspiration still coated her skin as she clicked the t.v on. Well, he had not disappointed, that was one thing she would for sure give him. And he was no boy, she was quite impressed with his skills that he had shown her. She definitely figured it would be a more than one time thing, or at least she hoped it would be. She knew she had enjoyed it, and she believed that he had as well. What a shocking revelation.
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Post by melanie2 on Dec 23, 2011 1:23:59 GMT -5
sugar we're going down swinging , [atrb=style, background: #373737; border: dashed #ffffff 4px; border-radius:50px 0px 50px 0px;] [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, border: dashed #ffffff 3px; width: 400px; height: 500px; float: left; padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 20px; padding-bottom: 25px; padding-top: 25px;]
after they finished, trevor slipped on his boxer briefs and sat next to her on the couch. He pulled her so her legs were resting on top of him. He leaned down, kissing her softly. "i hope you know you're never getting rid of me now." He was joking, halfway. But right now he didn't want to leave. He had a sexy girl and he was content with where he was. "I told you I wasn't a boy." He smirked at her, taking the remote and setting it on the floor. "I'm more interesting than anything you could see on the TV."
She had proved herself. She had proved herself VERY well. She was good. At this point, Trevor could barely form a full sentence. He leaned down, kissing her neck lightly. "You did not disappoint." this was going to be a more than one time thing, Trevor would make sure of it. He didn't want to date her, he just wanted to make her scream like he had a few minutes ago. "Mind if I go make myself some food? Want some?" Without waiting for her to answer, he got up and headed to find the kitchen. It didn't take long to find.
Now just to find something he could actually made. Trevor couldn't cook very well. chicken and pasta was about the extent of his cooking skills, and they weren't amazing. He looked in the fridge, looking for left overs. Jackpot. He found leftover Chinese. He put some on a plate and stuck it in the microwave for a minutes. once it was done, he took it out and began eating. He was starving. He hadn't eaten lunch, save the bite of pizza, and Fel had taken the last of his energy.
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Post by ali on Dec 23, 2011 1:55:04 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] Come On, Baby. You know we are playing with fire The Words: 800 The Outfit: n/a The Notes pah lol
Felonee continued to click through the channels as he found his place beside her on the couch, with only his boxers on. She could definitely appreciate his body, and the way he had taken control of her only minutes ago. He pulled her legs onto his lap, and leaned over kissing her softly as he spoke to her about never getting rid of him. She giggled softly at his statement. She didn't mind if he didn't leave right off. She never complained about having the company of sexy men. Which, normally she did have, but when she didn't she got awful lonely. She lived in a rather large house and it got lonely with only her two dogs, and one cat that hated her. She really wasn't the kind of person that liked to be alone, and maybe that was why she was always having sex. Sex made her feel like she was not alone, and for a little while she wasn't. Which made her feel better for a momentary gain.
He spoke to her again, taking the remote from her hand and setting it on the floor before reminding her that he was more interesting than her tv. Guess he didn't know that she tivo'ed all her favorite shows so that probably was not true, but she didn't fight with him over it. "Definitely not a boy. And you could stay if you wanted, I just have my game later tonight, then maybe we can have a night cap." she smirked up at him. Felonee smiled as he began to kiss her neck lightly, but not in a lets bang again way, more of an appreciation way, which was okay with her. "I told you I would not disappoint. I am pretty good at what I do." she laughed softly. And it was true. Felonee would do things most women would never do the first time they slept with someone, but not her, she enjoyed ti far too much to deprive herself of the pleasure.
He wanted food, and she smiled at him as he rose up. "I am all set, but you go ahead and find whatever you want." she smiled as him and bent down picking her remote back up now that he was leaving her. She clicked through her list and quickly picked out the newest bad girls need love too show, then setting the remote on her glass table she laid back on the couch, yanking the plush blanket from the back of the couch down on top of her, and she cuddled herself up in it. She figured he would probably heat up her chinese that she had ordered and eaten some of last night, and she didn't mind. She wouldn't end up eating it anyways. She was thinking more along the lines of making shrimp scampi for supper. She was a good cook, and enjoyed trying to make new things which normally worked out for her. She would make a good wife one day... or never.
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