One Night Stand? | By : kissmehardnruff Category: Individual Celebrities > Shane West Views: 3348 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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ONE NIGHT STAND
Linda walks out of the bathroom, her hair is tied messily up in what looks like a ponytail. She saunters being couch only wearing a pair of Shane’s shorts and shirt. She stops when she reaches Shane running her two fingers down the cushion and onto his shoulder. Her hands slide underneath his shirt and she puts her cold hands on his back. He jumps ever so slightly and she removes her hands walking in front of the couch. She stops right in front of him and sits on him straddling his lap. She takes the book he was ready and throws it on the floor behind her. Wrapping her arms around his neck she smiles at him, drunkenly.
“Hel-lo , Shane”
”Well, well, well. Someone is a litte drunk. Did you have a good time tonight?”
“Fabulous, I really should go out more often.”
“Maybe you should…I’m beginning to like this side of Linda…although I did have fun playing with my guitar”
“You did did you…know you can play with…me!” Sam smiles
His lips meet hers as their tongues dance rhythmically in each others mouth
”I’d love to play with you baby…but don’t you think your boyfriend will get mad if he catches us.”
She runs a hand up through his hair and sneaks the other down the back of his shirt through the neck.
”You know, you're looking *very* handsome tonight Mr. West!”
She grinds her hips down at his again forcefully, her hands sliding his shirt up to paw at the skin underneath teasingly.
His hips raise involuntarily to meet hers, and he pulls her closer, his hands on her ass. His skin tenses where she touches him and he breathes out slowly, especially enjoying this aspect of drunk Linda. She scoots up closer so their chests are touching and grinds against him rhythmically. She leans in and kisses him, taking his bottom lip in her teeth and tugging gently. He matches her rhythm, kissing her back slowly and nodding.
”We should take advantage of Jason being gone” Linda whispered to Shane
”We should...we should still be quiet, though.”
He slips one hand underneath her tank top, stroking her skin with his fingertips moving up until he can cup her breast in his hand, squeezing gently.
She stops her hips when he touches her breast and swallows hard.
” I can be quiet, the question is, can you? “
She slides her hands up his sides, grasping at the skin before running her nails down his sides lightly. She does this a few times repeatedly before sliding his shirt off.
He shudders slightly at her repeated scraping of nails on his skin, and lifts his arms to let her slide his shirt off. He kisses her quickly.
In a whisper, I can be very quiet.
He runs his hands up under her shirt and lifts it off, then shifts, moving her so she's laying back on the couch. He lays over her, kissing up her torso, to her breasts and chest and to her neck, his tongue flicking out every so often. He finally meets her lips and kisses her deeply, his hands tangled in her hair.
The moment he flips her over she forgets her declaration that she can be quiet and moans softly as he kisses her, her stomach constricting when his tongue flickers out against her skin. She kisses him back, hard. Her own hands move along his torso grasping at any skin she can get at.
He smiles to hear her moan, pleased that he can make her feel this way. He keeps kissing her, his tongue exploring her mouth, until the taste of beer and cocktails jolts his memory of her drunken teasing of just moments before. He pulls away, breathing heavily.
”Linda, wait...” He says as he props himself up on an elbow, trying to regain composure.
Her hands fly to his belt unbuckling it with tease and working on the button when he lift up. Hmm? She smiles to herself when she gets the button undonr and slides his zipper down, a hand sliding underenath his pants to touch him. He sucks in his breath sharply and stifles a moan when she touches him; instead he pulls farther away, reaching for her wrist to pull her hand away. Shit. It's more of a cursing himself for letting this go too far.
“Linda, stop. Not now.” He pushes himself up and off her, into a sitting position, his body protesting.
She frowns when he pulls away and pushes herself up with her elbows,
”What's wrong? Why not?” She eyes him before sitting up and sliding her hand through the front of his boxers, wrapping her hand around him. Hoping to make him forget whatever is going on in his mind.
He jumps when she touches him again, and it takes all he can do to make himself take her hand off of him.
”We can't...not like this.” He takes a breath, attempting to compose himself and shifting away from her slightly. He looks at her out of the corner of his eye, knowing she'll be upset. She pulls down his boxers and wraps her mouth around him.
”You're drunk. And dating someone else” Shane said as he Stopped Linda
“I'm not that drunk Shane” She says it through her teeth and reaches down to grab her bra, humiliated that he's refused her advances. She puts it on and does it up. She reaches down to grab his shirt and throws it at him before she stands up.
He winces at the anger in her tone and flinches as the shirt she threw hits his chest. He pulls it over his head, sighing.
”I don't want to...take advantage. I don't do that.” His voice is apologetic but firm and he looks up at her, trying to judge her reaction.
She glares at him one last time before walking to the kitchen and grabbing a glass of water. She stays over there and leans against the counter,
“ Taking advantage? Please, that's a cop out. You weren't taking advantage, that would involve me being incoherently drunk. I knew perfectly well what I was doing.” Linda spat at him walking around in only her bra and panties.
He stands up, pulls his boxers over his raised member and hesitating before following her to the kitchen. He leans against the table, facing her.
“I've never seen you drunker.. I'd just rather sex with me be something you remember the next morning. For it to be something special. For you to remember the first time I enter you, the first time I spill inside of you” Shane said
She gives him a death look before throwing the remaining water in her cup down the drain,
“Too bad you being an ass is what I'll remember instead.” She yelled at him
“I’m sorry Linda, I shouldn’t of let it go that far.”
“Far? You think that is far? My mouth on your dick? That is far to you. Far is when you stick your dick in me. Far is when I’m pregnant with you child. Far isn’t when my mouth is on your dick Shane. God forbid I come over to you, not that would horrify and make him feel guilty for getting turned on…Good night Shane I’m going to my apartment.” Linda said
”You’re in no state to drive Lin!” Shane said
“Who the fuck are you my mother? I’m an adult Shane, I know what I can do!”
“Fine, I don’t fucken care what you do!” Shane said
Linda grabbed the shirt she was wearing earlier and slipped it over her head. She grabbed her car keys and slammed the door as she headed out of Shane’s apartment.
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