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I'm The One Who Waits For You...; Metallica, Iron Maiden, James/OFC
Topic Started: November 24, 2009, 5:26 pm (66,468 Views)
Lilith
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:love :love :love James!!!

Thank, you Olya!! You put happy images in my head... :cloud9
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God I love how the chapter ends, I love their words, especially James'... :wub: :cloud9 :splat:

I'm soo soooo happy for them !!! (hey that could've been a cool end by the way ^^)
...But I know you have still much to tell...

MORE !!!!!! :nanner3:
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The bedtime story was so adorable!!! ^_^

Aww James and Angel on the bed... :P I'm guessing that the next chapter will be very interesting :wink

More please!! :biggrin :biggrin :heart:
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Thanks girls!
I love your comments, I really do!
:heart: :heart: :heart:


More?
Okay...okay...more!













XXXVI. One Wild Night.





(James' POV)



Angel's welcome home party coincidentally came on the same day as her celebration of fifteen years in the band and it was big, all our friends were here. It was going strong for a good ten hours, pushing way past midnight. I looked around, searching for my wife, but couldn't see her anywhere. She probably went to get some more snacks. I can't believe that girl, there is a reason we hired catering with waiters! So she can relax and there she is in the middle of that, 'taking care of guests' crap. Seriously, what the fuck?

I made my way through the house, stopping to chit-chat with a few old friends and finally got to the kitchen, but she wasn't there either. Maybe she got a bit tired? I decided to go upstairs and check the bedroom. I hope she feels okay. My worry flew me up to the third floor and I walked to the bedroom door. It was closed and I just got my hand on the handle, when I heard Lisa's giggling voice.

“Angel, wait! Let me take my blouse off first... Oh fuck, and my bra!”

Ohh.... what's this? Mmmnnhh... sounds kinky! Good thing I didn't just barge in. Hehehe...

“So how does this work?” Lisa's voice continued.

Yes, tell me... I'm all ears. The grin on my face grew wider.

“It said ten, fifteen minutes, then rinse and the stain should be gone. Just dig into my closet and pick something for now.” Angel answered, followed by running water in the bathroom.

Oh, it's not what you think James. Do I even want to think that? Only if I can be a part of the action! I smiled and took my hand off the handle, I turned to walk away but the next thing I heard caught my attention.

“So, while we wait, I want to hear the real story about spending three days and nights with Mister McSteamy. I want all the naughty details!” Lisa emphasized the word 'real'.

I battled with my consciousness about my right to be here and listen and stepped away, but Angel's words stopped me dead in my tracks.

“Oh, so you want the dirty version?”

I backed into the wall by the door. There is a dirty version?

“Spill it, I'm all ears!” I heard Lisa clapping her hands. I felt pins of worry digging into my chest.

“Where do I start... at the moment in the cave when I almost climbed on him when I saw a spider... or after that... when we enjoyed the clear waters of the mountain ponds?” Angel's voice sounded wicked and my heart dove down and started beating fast and shallow somewhere in my stomach. No...

“You know I will write my next book about your adventures. Of course I'll change the characters, so no one will recognize you, so I need more and start at the beginning, when you met that eye candy, including all your dirty thoughts.” Lisa's voice sounded exited. My body shivered with a cold chill and I tightened my fists, waiting for my wife's answer.

“Oh, Lisa... you of all people know all my dirty thoughts!” Angel laughed and I slid on the wall, feeling my legs suddenly getting weak. Baby... no.

“Oh my God, woman! You are impossible! Tell me you didn't.” Lisa smirked and I swallowed, pressing my head to the wall. Oh, God please say no...

“I did.” Angel's answer made my heart skip, filling my chest with heavy pressure. Oh Angel... how could you?

“No!”

“Yes.”

“You're are crazy, you know, thinking of your husband when a man like that is protecting you from predators in the jungle... like Tarzan... Angel, you know, that's not normal.” Lisa sigh.

Thinking of her husband? Thinking of me... oh thank you God!

“I just don't see other man in that way.” Angel's voice sounded so soft and I felt my heart coming back into my chest and beating stronger. Oh baby, thank you!

“He better deserve all your devotion. I can't believe you. But let's hear about the playboy, I'm sure he's a normal guy and hit on you!”

He'd better not.

“He tried, you know, when we found the ponds and I wanted to wash all that bat shit off. He said he deserved some reward for saving me. So, I decided to play with him a bit...” Angel giggled.

Wait.. what? What kind of play?

“What did you do?”

Yes, do tell.

“I started to unbutton my shirt, walking to him and I swear, I thought he would faint when I stopped just inches from him.” Angel's words made me gasp for air. Grrrr!!!

“I'm sure all his blood supply left his brain and went into his command center.” Lisa snorted.

“Don't know, I didn't look there.” Angel laughed.

I'm relieved...

“Oh come on! Any normal straight woman would look, even a bisexual would!”

“Too bad, I'm not any of those thing, I'm Jamesexual.” Angel snorted.

Mnnn... baby, you have no idea how happy I am to hear that, all though bisexual sound kind of interesting...

“I'm telling you, you're crazy!” Lisa laughed. “But back to the story, so, what happened next?”

Yes, I want to know what happened next! That will determine Max's fate.

“Nothing, I stretched my arms on both sides of him and I think he stopped breathing. I looked straight into his eyes and pulled the rifle from the top of the rock behind him. Then, stepped back, holding it in my hands and pointing at him. Of course I was joking, but the look on his face was priceless!” Angel giggled.

Should've shot him... just a little. Dart in the ass...

“Ha-ha! Brilliant! Poor guy... you clearly underestimate your affect on guys. I'm surprised he didn't jumped you after that play of yours... hehehe.” Lisa smirked.

Grrr...

“Max's not like that, he is a gentlemen.” Angel's voice brought me back to my feet.

Good, that means I don't have to kill him. She has ho idea how sexy she is, I know that she never uses it! Well, only with me... and it'd better stay that way.

“Mhm... you know what they say, a gentlemen is just a wolf with a lot of patience. I'm sure he had some dirty thoughts about you.” Lisa giggled.

Maybe I'll just beat him up a little...

“I don't think so, despite his looks, somehow he didn't get corrupted. ”

“Maybe I should go and corrupt him a bit...” Lisa snorted.

“Oh, leave him alone, he's too innocent for you. You'll just play with him and leave. I don't want you to break his heart.”

“Are you calling me a man eater?” Lisa gasped.

“Well, you kind of are...”

“Yeah... well, you know, you are a lucky bitch and I envy you so much! You with your James obsession... you're in love with your own husband, you found the One...”

“Liz, I sure you'll find your 'one and only' one day...”

“What if I already did? He was my first... everything... and he shattered my heart into a million pieces and turned me into this heartless bitch...” I heard tears in Lisa's voice.

Wait, is that the same Lisa I know? Wonder who she's talking about. I should go, this is not right, it's girl talk, this is personal. I pushed away from the wall and made my way to the stairs. Jamesexual... I love that! My lips slid into a catty smile. How can I ever doubt her? I'm such an idiot some times...

I need to do everything I can to deserve her love. That is it! No more groupies. I know she said she's okay with that, but I can't help feeling guilty every time. I always end up slipping into this, just a little blow job, when I'm drunk... shit. Angel, I promise, I'll be worthy of your devotion. From this moment forward, no more extra women.






(Angel's POV)



“Oh God, Liz... why didn't you ever tell me? I thought you were over him! It's been eleven years!” What kind of the friend am I? How could I be so blind?

“How could I? He is always here, smiling with his beautiful smile, flipping his fucking gorgeous hair... wearing those damn tight jeans...” Lisa sighed and fell back on the bed. I'm the worst best friend ever... all this time I didn't see her hurting right in front of me!

“Does he know?” I sat down by her and swiped my hand on her hair.

“Nope... and I never want him to find out.” She turned to me.

“Liz-” I started but she interrupted me.

“No, just leave it. Pretend I never told you, okay?”

“Liz...”

“Promise me!”

“Okay, I promise.” For now... until I get more info out of Steve and have more to work with. By the way... he was watching her all evening today... then, I saw him sending away on the taxi his, whoever that was, girlfriend maybe. But before I could tell Lisa about my observations, she stood up and walked into to the closet.

“Good, this topic is closed. Now, lets see, I will take this top if you don't mind, and go bra-less. Maybe it will help me get more information from that detective Brook.” Lisa laughed, but her blue eyes didn't join her lips. I need to talk to Steve... not today... but soon. If I tell her what I saw today, I'll feed her hope... I can't do that, until I know, what he feels.

“Ray is married, you know...”

“And? I'm not going to fuck him, just talk, I promise. I'm staying in your house by the way, Bruce said I can catch the flight with them back to London, so... you got me here for two days.” She pinned her long red main loosely up and smiled.

“Good, seems like we need to catch up on a lot of things.”

“Just not talking about Steve.”

“Okay.” Two days will give me more time...




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Oh, so sweet eavesdropping James!! :heart: :heart: Love his intern dialogues!! :biggrin

Hope there is more soon!! :horns2
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I can totally see James going through about fifty different emotions whilst listening in on that convo :o
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"I'm Jamesexual."

And who wouldn't? :biggrin

Thanks's for the update Olya! :huggie:

I loved it! :heart:
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Great chapter! :horns2
And yes James,you should stop having other women. :rolleyes:
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I've spent all night and all day reading your story and it's amazing! :D I totally love it. You describe Angel so perfectly and James is such a sweetie. :cloud9 :)
This was a great update. I lol'd at the "man eater" comment. :lol: :lol:
I'm just loving how you talk about James too... :heart: :heart: I hope he sticks with the "no other girls" thing.
More please? :)
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October 27, 2010, 3:47 pm
I've spent all night and all day reading your story and it's amazing! :D I totally love it. You describe Angel so perfectly and James is such a sweetie. :cloud9 :)
This was a great update. I lol'd at the "man eater" comment. :lol: :lol:
I'm just loving how you talk about James too... :heart: :heart: I hope he sticks with the "no other girls" thing.
More please? :)
Wow! All day and night?
I'm so honored! THANK YOU AMY!!! This really means a lot to me! Thank you!
:heart: :heart: :heart:
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October 27, 2010, 10:11 pm
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October 27, 2010, 3:47 pm
I've spent all night and all day reading your story and it's amazing! :D I totally love it. You describe Angel so perfectly and James is such a sweetie. :cloud9 :)
This was a great update. I lol'd at the "man eater" comment. :lol: :lol:
I'm just loving how you talk about James too... :heart: :heart: I hope he sticks with the "no other girls" thing.
More please? :)
Wow! All day and night?
I'm so honored! THANK YOU AMY!!! This really means a lot to me! Thank you!
:heart: :heart: :heart:
You're welcome! :D It was worth being tired the next day.
So...can I have an update? :biggrin :heart: :heart:
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Your wish is my command!

Here is more, for anyone who is still interested in this story.












(Lisa's POV)




After talking to the detective, I walked out of the house and made my way out to the backyard. The party was dying down and many people had already left. I sat down on the garden bench and sipped on my drink. Did I just make a huge mistake telling Angel about my deepest secret? She wouldn't betray me... would she? She knew me... I would never forgive her. I don't know why I let my guard down... what the fuck? I kept it in for so many years...

Me and Steve parted in a very civilized way, since we didn't wanted to pull our friends in the middle of our break up, we decided to stay friends. And it was almost working... I managed to fool everyone. Did I get softer with age? No, don't be silly, you're only thirty-one, well, almost thirty-two. Maybe that talk with Angel made me realize I want that, what she has, this love, family... the One and only...

I've been married two times, very short-lived pretend love. My first husband was just a guy who was unlucky enough to date me when Steve got married. Second one was the son of a publishing agency head, I just used him to get what I needed. Boyfriends came and went. I was always the first to break it up, never feeling guilty... never hurting. Easy come, easy goes. Really, how did I end up been this calculating bitch? What happened to me? The memory of a long gone past started to play in my head...

Me and Angel met in second grade and quickly become best friends. For the most part of our lives we were inseparable. Then we got older, we hung out with her brother and his friends in the garage, listened to the music they played and just had fun. Then, that horrible thing happened to Angel, and in recovery she met another girl with a similar story. Cindy became our friend and the three of us always roamed together.

Angel's Mom was letting her do pretty much whatever she wanted, probably feeling guilty for what happened and her house became our safe haven. A place to be free, where parental supervision wasn't a problem. As we got older, we often sneaked in alcohol and smoked through the open windows, listening to music and talking about anything.

When I turned fifteen, I noticed that Steve was all grown up and looked absolutely hot. I started to dress more revealing, trying to get his attention. But he was five years older than me and just didn't see me that way. Another year passed by and I realized that my crush didn't fade away, but got stronger with time, growing into first love.

The boys were renting an old house on the outskirts of London, they found the perfect place with less annoying neighbors. Their band was already known in England and just came back from a tour in Europe. Their house was always full of people, music, every evening was a party time.

The three of us often attended those wild parties, sneaking out of Angel's house through the window. We weren't afraid that something might happen to us, the boys, even drunk, were keeping their eyes on us, at all times. Plus, everyone knew us, so we were more or less safe from drunk assholes with indecent proposals. The parties had booze and that's what we were after.

Fame also brought flocks of girls. They were everywhere! Following the band on tour, constantly hanging out in the house. Pretty and not so pretty, blondes, brunettes, redheads, they all shared one quality, they were all equally easy. Steve was into blonds, or as I called them, free Bs. To my pain, he was always in the company of one or two of them. Every time I saw him taking those girls to his bedroom, I was dying inside. I hated those whores with all my heart and wanted to be one of them... just to be wanted by him, noticed by him...

One of those parties, that was right before my seventeenth birthday, was a celebration of Angel's permanent place in the band as lead guitarist. Cindy wasn't there, she was spending summer at her grandparents. The party was bigger than usual and with less attention from the guys, I was drinking a lot more. When I saw a barely walking Steve making his way upstairs with two freebies wrapped around his arms, I wanted to scream out loud, but thank God I wasn't that drunk... yet.

I downed a good portion of alcohol trying to extinguish my pain. Later, I saw the girls coming down and a foolish plan flourish in my hazed head. I had no doubt that Steve was already passed out and I decided once and for all tell him about my love.

The party was almost over, Angel was leaving with her then boyfriend, that somehow stayed with her, despite her brother's and his friends' warnings to rip his dick off if he tried anything. I told them that I had a ride with one of our mutual friends. My parents were in Paris for the weekend and I was absolutely free.

I waited when the house quieted down, hiding in the garage in one of the cars with plenty of fuel to keep me in drunk mode. When only a handful of half passed out guests were left, I sneaked upstairs, carefully opened the door into Steve's room, and locked it behind me. Millions of things I wanted to tell him were floating in my mind, which, for the moment, was full of drunken bravery. The room was highlighted only by the moonlight and I stopped for a minute to adjust my vision.

When my eyes got used to new light, I looked around. Steve was laying on the bed on his back, the sight of his body uncovered and shamelessly naked, brought blood to my face. I lowered my eyes, but couldn't help and look back at the object of my desire. He was completely out in a drunk coma, softly snoring and I stepped closer, roaming my eyes over his figure. The moon was shining through the open window, highlighting his skin in a silvery shimmer. I'd never seen a man absolutely naked before and curiosity took over my shyness.

At first I was just stepping closer and closer, afraid to wake him up, but soon I got more bold and carefully got up on the bed. I laid down by his side and brushed hair off his face, he was deep in his sleep, oblivious to the surroundings. My hand carefully slid over his cheek to his chest, he didn't move. I was just laying there, in seventh heaven, living out my dream, with my cheek on his bare torso... just listening his heart beating in his chest.

My hand slowly explored his body, sliding over his warm skin, he wasn't reacting at all and I decided to play out my fantasy a bit further. I pulled my clothes off and returned to his side. My body shivered on contact with his, but he was still asleep and I continued. I moved closer and pressed my breasts to his chest, shaking with an unknown strong urge that rose up from depths of my body.

I lowered my lips to his face and lay light kisses on his cheeks and lips. My hand reluctantly moved lower on his body, and I felt blood pulsating in my temples when it reached to the lower stomach. I hesitated for a minute, before carefully wrapping my fingers around his cock. My body shuddered and a soft moan escaped my lips. I slid my fingers down and pushed them back up on his manhood, preoccupied with the new experience.

Suddenly, his arm tightened around me, he growled something and his cock jerked, growing in my hand. His demanding mouth covered mine, his hand possessively cupped my breast. In one quick move his body was on top of mine, his hands pulling my hips to him, his mouth devouring my lips with hunger.

I panicked and tried to pull back, but he was holding me pinned under him, caressing my body. I couldn't speak, my lips were locked with his. His hand reached to his shaft and I felt him pushing himself between my legs, guiding his hardness into me. I pulled back, but he got hold of my hips and pushed in with a moan. Sharp pain twisted my body and I winced, pulling away from his lips.

“No, don't!” Tears rolled down my cheeks.

He ignored my cry, moving in rough thrusts, growling in the back of his throat. His lips tore into mine with another rough kiss. Shivers took over my body, I couldn't hold my urge, giving in to his desire. And for a second I forgot about my pain. Unconsciously, I raised myself to let him deeper, feeling a serge of pleasure slowly replacing my soreness. My body answered with synchronized movements, matching his rhythm.

“Oh, baby... fuck, you're so tight... feels so good...” A hoarse whisper blew over my face and I drowned in a new feeling of pleasure that was rising in my core and spreading over my body with every full length plunge of his shaft.

His hands caressed my breasts, his lips slid to my neck, sucking on my skin. I gasped, feeling a wave of heat splashing down in my groin. My body jerked and started to shake in convulsions of overpowering orgasm. I couldn't help but to cried out my ecstasy with a loud moan. He returned his lips to mine and sped up his movements. I felt him grow bigger inside of me and his breathing came out in pulsating gasps, his thrusts deepening.

“Oh... fuck... so tight... mmmnnn... baby...” He growled into my skin in a low voice.

“I love you 'Arry...” I panted back, drowning in increasing pleasure. The nick name that I gave him years ago shortening his last name, flew from my lips in passion. No one else ever called him that, only me. He froze and reached to the night stand. Bright light lit the room and I saw his mortified face above me.

“Liz? What the fuck? How? Oh... Shit...” He pulled himself off me and stood up on his knees, shaking and breathing heavily between my still wide open legs.

“I'm sorry... I was just... I wanted to talk to you... tell you that I... and you... you... you hate me now, don't you?” I pulled my legs to my stomach, turning to the side and covering my face with my hands, shaking with tears.

“Liz... how is this.. fuck... why are you here?” He peeled my hands off my face and pulled me to him.

“Because... because, you're so fucking blind! I loved you for years and you never noticed me! I wanted to be with you, for you to love me... and you're always with those whores... I just wanted to tell you that I love you... I came here... and when I saw you.. I... I just wanted to feel your skin... I didn't know you'd wake up... I'm sorry... I couldn't stop you... because... because you wanted me... but now I know, you hate me... you can't even finish... you stopped as soon as you knew it was me...” I sobbed against his chest, feeling the deep pain of shame and rejection tearing up my heart.

“Oh God... Liz... you stupid, stupid little girl... I was just waiting for you to grow up... I wanted to do it right, not like this... I wanted to ask you out... not just jump you in a drunken haze... I never wanted to hurt you...” I felt his lips were shaking as he kissed my face, his hand was brushing my hair.

“You didn't hurt me... just at first... but then, it felt so amazing...” I shivered and pulled back, looking into his eyes. “I'm not sorry of what happened... I love you 'Arry...”

“Fuck...” His eyes stopped on a few drops of blood on the white sheet and he sighed. His eyes returned to mine and I saw sorrow in his gaze. “I'm sorry... God... I feel like a monster... you're only sixteen... Liz... It shouldn't have happened like this... I'm so sorry...”

“Don't be... now you know who you're with... do you.. do you still want me? Take me...” I pulled him back to me, sliding my hands on his back, urging him closer.

“Liz... don't... Liz...” He shivered, trying to pull back.

“I'll turn seventeen in a week... it's too late to turn back... you already made me yours... now I want you to finish what you started...” I whispered and his urge took over his mind. His lips found mine once again, and I felt the difference, melting into a tender kiss. His hands started softly caressing my skin and I murmured into his mouth.

“I want you inside of me... please... fuck me...”

He moaned when I parted my legs to let him in and carefully lowered himself into me. His eyes peered into mine and his fingers slid over my lips.

“No... I won't fuck you... I'll make love to you...”

Someone dropped on the bench by my side, snapping me back to reality of the present day.

“Liz... I'm so fucking drunk right now... I'm bloody wasted...” Steve's voice giggled into my ear. Oh fuck! I just relived our first night in my mind and hearing his voice so close brought my blood rushing to my groin. I turned, trying to hide my aroused state with a smile.

“And why did you drink so much?”

“Coz, I'm fucking alone...” He gazed into my eyes, turning my blood into fire.

“Where is the freebie you came with?” I tried to shake my desire and smirked at him.

“Dunno... who the fuck cares... just another gold-digger, like my ex... fuck them all.” His head dove down and he turned on the bench, lowering his head onto my lap. Oh... fuck... don't... that is so not helping right now!

“You did fuck them all 'Arry... keeping it in your pants was never your strong side...” You stupid man... why do I still love you? Why? I should hate you for break my heart, for hurting me so much... and I don't... that smile still makes my heart beat faster.

“I didn't fuck you... well... I did, before I knew you were you... I never fucked you Liz... I was making love to you... you always were my only girl... fuck the others...” He moved his head on my lap and kissed my knee. I pulled all my will power to stop my hands, gripping into the bench. Ohhhhh! How I want to run my fingers over his gorgeous hair, that spread over my legs. Oh.. God... help me!

“Arry, I think it's time for you to drag your drunken ass to bed, your not sleeping on my lap!”

“Why not? I'm comfy...” He turned and wrapped his arms around my waist. My body shivered under his touch and I prayed to God he was too drunk to notice it.

“Come on... I'll help you...” I pulled him upright and stood up. The longer you stay here, hugging me, the more temptation I have to jump your drunk ass. Maybe I should... just blame it on the booze and pretend not remember a thing in the morning... I miss him so much... I want him to kiss me... touch me, the way he did before... No. Stop it! Fighting with my urges, I walked him to the house and opened the patio door.

“Need some help with that?” James smirked at us.

“No, I've got it, not the first time... where is he sleeping?”

“Yes, where are we sleeping?” Steve snorted and slid his lips to my neck and I barely held a moan, feeling my knees suddenly weakened and a charge of heat bounced from my neck to my stomach, setting it on fire.

“That train left a long time ago, 'Arry, you're sleeping alone.” I tried to laugh it off, chasing dirty thoughts away from my mind. Maybe just this once... No... I won't.. I can't... it will never work. He will never change his wild ways... just one time... I need it... I want it... Elizabeth, stop it! No!

“Last door on the left, you sure you got it?” James smiled at me.

“Yeah, thanks! Night, James!”

“Okay... I'm sleeping alone... no one wants me...” Steve sighed and braced himself on my shoulder when I tried to open the door. “Will you at least help me undress and tuck me in?”

“Not going to happen. I'm not your mother.” I helped him inside the room.

“Mh... no one loves me... not even you... I guess I deserve that...” I let him go and he plunged into the bed covers, face down. Oh... fuck.. I can't just leave him like this... shit...

“Fuck, 'Arry...” I pulled his shoes off and turned him to his back. I hesitated for a second then unbuckled his jeans. Fuck, fuck, fuck! I really shouldn't be doing it right now... God... help me... I want him... I missed him so much! He's drunk... he will not remember... Stop it!

I pulled his jeans down and smirked, realizing that I pulled his underwear off with his pants. What is this? Is it happening on purpose? Fucking tease! He giggled and tried to pull his shirt off, getting tangled in its long sleeves.

“Where is the bloody way out of here?”

“Shit...” I got on the bed and pulled him out of his shirt. He giggled and gripped to my hips, pulling me closer. I lost my balance and fell on top of him.

“Fuck! 'Arry stop horsing around! Let me go!” I pushed back, but he held me tight, gazing into my eyes.

“You have no idea how much I regret that... letting you go... I should've fought harder for you... I should've begged you to forgive me... Liz... I should've never hurt you...” His voice didn't sounded that drunk anymore. His eyes looked at me with a plea.

“Wait... you planned this? You pretended to be drunk?” My mind raced with thoughts. How? When? Angel didn't have time to talk to him... did she? She wouldn't... “Did Angel put you up to this?”

“Angel? What does she have to do with this?” His voice sounded clearly surprised.

What the hell? How is it we were both thinking the same... weird... not possible weird... I looked back into his eyes, searching for an answer.

“Liz... you remember what happened between us on this day, fifteen years ago?” He smiled at me.

Oh God! That is why I was so sentimental today! I was just thinking of that night... how didn't I put the dates together? How could I forget?

“Liz... I was young and stupid... I didn't know that I had, until I lost you... I... take me back...” He whispered and brushed his lips lightly against mine, as if he was asking my permission. My heart skipped and just as I did fifteen years ago, I gave into his will. I slowly parted my lips, melting into the intoxicating kiss that I craved for so long.

His hands pulled me closer and a soft moan escaped from my throat. The last conscious thoughts floated in my head, losing their power, drowning in overwhelming desire. No... I can't let him... he will never change... he... I... I need to... Oh, 'Arry...



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Oh, my God!! Steve!! :drool That was HOT!! :drool And so sweet! :heart: I totally loved this update, such a sweet story! :horns2

Hope there is more soon! :biggrin
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Lenne13
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Arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand!!
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I don't blame Liz for not resist.... :rolleyes:

Thanks Olya!! :huggie:

I loved it!
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Dave's Girl
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Sanity is entirely overrated...
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LOVED the update! :D
You make everything so hot...now I feel like I need a shower even though it's cold in the house. :lol: :heart:
I love how you make the story so sweet... :cloud9
Thanks a million for the update. It made my day. :wink
I hope you're working on the next update! :biggrin :tu:
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