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Sisky glanced over at the woman lying next to him. Amanda was simply beautiful to him. Her chocolate colored hair was sprawled across her pillow. Her head was leaned to the side and her nightshirt hung off her shoulder exposing her cream colored neck. He wondered to himself what her skin tasted like. Then his mouth was on her neck, craving more each second. He lifted himself atop of her, still attached to her skin. She moaned and turned her face to him. Her eyes fluttered open to gaze into his. She just smiled as he lent down to capture her lips with his. She granted his tongue entrance willingly. As he explored the deepest caverns of her mouth, he let one hand begin to travel the side of her body. Sisky reached his hand down further to the edge of the cursed fabric covering her, keeping him from her. His fingers slid under her nightshirt, making their way up. Amanda moaned into Sisky’s mouth as his hand found her bare breast. He kneaded her gently, earning another moan from her. Sisky felt her small hands slide down the front of him. Starting at his chest and slowly crawling over his taut stomach. She grasped the sides of his boxers and began to pull them down. Once they were off she quickly wrapped her hand around him, hard and throbbing. He groaned at the contact as quickly lifted her nightshirt off of her. She pulled his face down to hers, “I need you in me. Now.” She breathed raggedly into his ear. He immediately placed himself at her entrance and braced himself for the tightness that would be his sweet release. He swiftly thrust himself into her. She moaned her pleasure into the night. Though, Sisky felt nothing. No softness. No tightness. No wetness. Nothing. He pounded into her harder and faster, each time she screamed in complete bliss while he continued to feel nothing. She began moaning his name with ecstasy in a whisper. “Sisky . . . Sisky . . . Sis - Adam” She finally used his first name. “Adam . . . Adam . . . -”
“Adam . . . Adam T. Siska!” Sisky woke with a start. He looked around in a panic. Amanda was sitting on the edge of the bed, still in her nightshirt, “Are you okay? You were sweating and groaning in your sleep. Are you alright?” She asked.
Sisky panted as he sat up, clutching the covers to himself, “Oh yeah, I’m fine.”
“Okay.” Amanda said nodding, but still looking a bit worried as she began walking towards the bathroom. Sisky took note of how her nightshirt was hanging loosely off one of her shoulders. He looked away, knowing that his feelings for the young stylist were wrong. However, he couldn’t stop his glance from wandering back over to her slender legs before they disappeared through the bathroom door.
Sure, he was okay. But little Sisky business didn’t want to hide under the covers for much longer. He needed a shower. A cold one.
Just then the bathroom door reopened as Amanda came out fully dressed. Sisky immediately let his head fall to the pillow and clamped his eyes shut, pretending to have fallen back asleep. As Amanda walked by the bed and over to the dresser, Sisky peaked one of his eyes open to see she was wearing blue jeans that hugged her every curve. Much like the way William’s pants did him. She had on a bold red shirt, sleeveless too.
As Amanda turned, Sisky secured his eyes shut once again. She walked out the bedroom door, closing it softly as she left.
After he was sure she had gone, he got out of bed and ran into the bathroom and locked the door. He flipped the shower on, not freezing, but not warm either. He undressed and hopped in. The cool water flowed over him, relaxing every muscle in his body, except one. He looked down at himself and sighed. He slowly reached one of his hands down and gently took hold of himself. What else are you supposed to do when you wake up next to someone with a hard on? He leaned his forehead against the chilled tile and sighed again as he began to stroke.
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Amanda entered the kitchen to find William, Butcher, Mike and Tony all sitting at the table, along with someone new.
“Hi, I’m Michael.” the new guy stood and approached her to shake her hand. He had the most adorable Australian accent she had ever heard.
“Hi, I’m Amanda.” she said with a smile.
“Amanda,” Tony called attention to himself, “Michael will be joining as our new guitarist. And Michael,” he turned to the new guy, “Amanda is the bands stylist.”
“Oh! Stylist you say?” Michael continued, “So you’ve got the whole dinky-di offsider here then eh?”
The group looked around at each other in confusion at Michael’s Australian lingo before the room erupted with laughter.
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A/N: Ok so there’s chapter 9. Hope you all liked it! And just so you know whenever I make Michael use his Australian lingo, I’ll have it posted at the bottom so you get the idea of what he’s talking about. :)
~LilyRose~
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Dinky-di : the real thing, genuine
Offsider : an assistant / helper / partner
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