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Chapter 4 - Giving into temptation.

Series 1 - Lewis

What was I doing? Kissing her felt amazing, but so wrong all at the same time. No, I can't do this. I pulled away. "This can't happen, I'm gonna leave" I said begrudgingly, because I didn't want to leave. As I turned to leave, I felt a pull on my arm, and before I knew it I was stood back between her legs with her hands either side of my neck. Her lips back on mine, and despite my reservations, I repaid the kiss. I knew she'd have no problem taking control, and it turned me on so f*****g much. But this was a bad idea. "We can't. Your dad. My boss" was all I managed to say inbetween kisses and hot, deep breaths. "Mmm" was her only reply, half agreement, half moan. "We can't do this" I said through hitched breath, before my mouth found hers again. "We shouldn't do this" she agreed, but she didn't loosen her grip from around my neck, and I didn't loosen mine on her waste. I was so f*****g hard, and I knew she could feel it because a few times, she'd adjusted in her seat so she was rubbing her self against my erection. "I want to do this" the words escaped my mouth before I could even think about them. And without hesitation, I pulled both of the tops she was wearing over her head together, leaving her bare chested. Those amazing, perky t**s staring at me, n*****s hard and begging to be licked, sucked. So that's exactly what I did. She arched her back to push them further into my mouth, my god, she knew what she wanted and how to get it. Before I knew it, my hoodie then T-shirt were being pulled of off me and she pushed me back a little so she could move of the desk and stand infront of me. Giving me the sexiest 'f**k me' eyes I'd ever seen, she pushed me back another 2 steps. Before I even realised what was happening, she'd fallen to her knees, taking my joggers and boxers down with her, freeing my hard c**k. She looked up at me through her long lashes, took me Into her hand, and then her mouth. It felt like heaven on earth, her warm mouth, her tongue swirling in all the right places and if I didn't get a grip on my control, I would of pumped my load straight down her throat. I was tempted, but not selfish. I wanted her to come too. I wanted to see, to feel her come. I pulled out of her mouth and gestured for her to stand up, she complied. We kissed again, harder and deeper than before. "Birth control?" I asked desperately hopeing. "Ofcourse" she said and I felt her smile against my lips. It took no more than 2 seconds for me to have her out of those tight fitting leggings and laced underwear and have her turned around, bent over her fathers desk. I knelt down and pushed my face into her folds, licking and kissing as her heat hit my face. She was so wet, so ready. I stood and used my hands, up and down and between her folds. Rubbing her c**t, causing her to release short, sudden moans inbetween panting breaths. One finger, then two I inserted into her perfect p***y. She moaned louder and longer, it sounded like a song sung by angels and enough to make me want to take her. Now. Standing behind her, I placed one hand on her hip and used the other to guide my c**k to her entrance. She pushed back when she felt it, I loved it. I entered her slowly and instantly it felt amazing. She was swollen, dripping wet and clenching my d**k as it went deeper and deeper. Once I had pushed every inch into her, I pulled out just as slow. "f**k me hard" she near enough begged. I wasn't going to deny her what she wanted, so in one swift move I lifted her left leg up onto the desk, angled my self behind her, held her by her waste to help her stay steady on the one foot she had on the floor, and pounded into her as fast and as hard as I could. She screamed the sexiest moan I could imagine. Out again, then in, then out, we found a perfect rhythm and her p***y welcomed me with every impalement. "f**k" she moaned breathlessly. "I'm gonna come" f**k, yes you are, all over my big c**k. Were my thoughts. And then I felt my own release building inside of me. Pumping back and forth as hard as I could, until I felt her come undone. It felt amazing, having her come over me like that. Better than I'd have imagined. 2 more thrusts later and it was my turn, I began to empty into her, her body responded as if she wanted it, needed it. Her p***y clenching around me, draining me. A response I would remember forever. Pulling out of her, I helped her back on both feet, turned her round and kissed her forehead. "Wow", she said. "You're amazing" I said. We held eachother and it felt like we were the only people on the world. "So are you. My parents will be home soon" she pulled me from my thoughts and I was dragged back to reality. She was right, I had to leave. We dressed ourselves, walked out the the entry way and before leaving I turned to her, held her face and kissed her. "Please don't go on that date tonight?" I pleaded. The thought of her letting someone else even entertain the idea of being with her made my stomach turn. "Okay.." she sounded confused. "You're mine now, Kerry" I kissed her again, and left.

On the drive home all I could think about and see in my mind was her, her body and everything that just happened. All I could hear were her moans, announcing when she was going to come. All I could feel was her tightness as I entered and f****d her. The way she took control, took what she wanted. Kissed me, touched me and sucked me off like she owned me. Lauren would never.. s**t. Lauren. A sudden wave of guilt crashed over me, I felt instantly bad. But not only for Lauren, but for Kerry. I hadn't told her I had a girlfriend, this may have been a deal breaker for her and I should have given her the option. I pulled into the car park at the end of my street and grabbed my phone. Opening f*******: and searching her name, I wrote out a message:

Just so you know, I have a girlfriend. I know, I'm an i***t and I should have told you before, I'm sorry.

I hit send and almost instantly had a reply.

I know you do.

She knew? how?

And you didn't mind?

Wow, this girl was relentless.

Neither did you.

She wasn't wrong, the entire time I was with her I had forgotten about Lauren.

No, I didn't. I'm home now so can't message anymore. Night x

I sent the reply, left my car and headed towards home.

Series 2 - Kerry

Wow, wow, wow! I lent my back and head against the closed front door, a smile on my face so big it made my cheeks hurt and his words "You're mine now, Kerry" playing on repeat in my mind. I could hardly believe what had just happened, what I, we, had done. My attention was drawn to the satisfying ache between my legs, I'd never felt this after s*x before. I knew he'd be big and no what he was doing, but he beat my expectations by miles. Suddenly, it hit me that he had left and I was home alone. I missed him already and had no idea when I'd see him again, or even talk to him. Deciding I needed to do something to occupy my time, and thoughts, I decided to make dinner for my parents arrival. I headed to the kitchen, started to boil a pan of water, added a pinch of salt and some pasta. Great, that was 2 minutes of my time gone, now what? I know, I'll text Amy and give her the details of my very eventful afternoon. I picked up my phone just as it buzzed in my hand. A message from Lewis, my heart started pounding. He'd decided to tell me he had a girlfriend, from the way it sounded he felt bad that he hadn't done this before, so I reassured him by telling him I know. A few messages later, and he told me he was home and couldn't message any more. And thats when it happened, a wave of jealousy and spite hit me like a train. It felt like a big, black cloud hovered above me and rain crashed down over me. He told me I was his, but he was hers. He was with her now, in the home they shared together and it made me feel sick. Maybe he'd break up with her, maybe I could ask? could I? And before my thoughts had a chance to spiral completely out of control, the front door opened. "Kerry, Honey?" I heard my mums voice.

Sunday absolutely dragged, as much as I tried to distract my self I couldn't keep him out of my head. Replaying the lustful scene over and over, picturing him with me. Then involuntarily, him with her. I don't know why I was jealous, if it was jealousy. Its not like I was in love with him because I hardly knew him. But I knew I didn't want to be a home wrecker. I did have a concience and right now it was riddled with guilt. Sitting back on my bed and pausing the netflix film I was watching, I decided to call Amy.

"I did it" were the first words to fly out when she said hello. "You did what?" she asked. "I slept with him" I closed my eyes tightly. "You did what?!" she was shocked. I explained everything without too much detail. I told what he'd said before he left and I told her how it left me feeling and the thoughts it left me with. Amy, being the very voice of reason that's always helped me, told me that the best thing to do was to wait until I have a chance to talk to him, find out what happens now and what he meant by "You're mine now". "Anyway, Taylors just got here and we have to finish up studying, try not to think too much about it and we'll talk more at school tomorrow" her reassuring voice was comforting. She hung up the phone and I was once again alone with my thoughts.

I hardly slept that night, all I could think about was him. For a while I played out different scenarios of us together in my head, dirty conversations leading to touching and kissing. The most amazing foreplay that made me come so hard my knees trembled and the most amazing s*x over and over again. My hand wondered down south and I pleased my self imagining it was him. But sure enough I'd always come back to the impossible position I found my self in. Eventually I fell asleep and It was just as I arrived at college Monday morning that my phone buzzed, a message from him that once again made my heart thud against my chest.

I couldn't stop thinking about you.

It read.

Neither could I, we need to talk.

I replied. I wanted to jump straight in with the facts because I didn't want to be blindsided by whatever he was going to say.

Sure, what about?

He didn't seem worried in the slightest.

Your relationship.

my reply short and sweet but straight to the point.

What about it?

Does he not see the problem here?!

You told me I'm yours Lewis, but I have to share you with someone else? Will you break up with her?

I questioned.

I've been with Lauren for a long time Kerry, she was everything until I met you. I don't know if I'm going to break up with her, all I know is I want you in every way possible and I don't want anyone else to have you.

His words made my body temperature rise with in seconds.

Your dads just called me into a meeting, give me some time to think about this and we'll talk properly

His last message read. Not exactly the answer I'd hoped for but better than nothing.

I didn't hear anything else from him for the entire week. I opened his f*******: profile atleast once a day and scrolled through to see if there was anything new, hopeing he'd broke of his relationship. But I was full with instant regret on Wednesday when I saw a photo of the two of them out for dinner. Happy Birthday my love, the caption said. I'd written out around 20 messages over the week, some asking how he was, some demanding answers and some full of flirtatious talk that made me blush as I typed. But I never hit send. There were 2 reasons I didn't want to message first, the first being that obviously I didn't want to chance Lauren or anyone else somehow seeing his phone and reading my message. The second being that I didn't want to look or seem desperate, controlling or possessive. He owed me an explanation, I knew that much but I didn't want to scare him away by demanding one. It wasn't until I arrived home Friday afternoon that I knew I'd he getting one.

"Hey honey" mum said as I entered the kitchen. She was faffing over pots and pans on the stove, cutting fresh vegetables and checking something in the oven. "Need some help?" I offered. "No darling, I'm fine thank you" she said with a smile. I looked like my mum, I'd inherited her blonde hair, blue eyes and high cheek bones. "So what's with the fancy dinner?" I asked taking a bottled water out of the fridge. "We have dinner guests tonight, your father and his friend from work managed to get the contract with Edsons garage so were celebrating" oh great, dinner with mum, dad and some other middle aged adults who will probably spend the evening talking about work. "you should get yourself washed up and changed, Lauren and Lewis will be here soon" my mother declared. What did she just say? My heart fell to my stomach, he was coming here, for dinner and bringing her to my house. s**t.