I had sex with Allison. Allison Argent. I don't know exactly what is was that came over me, but hell, I liked it. I can't stop thinking about it. How hot she looked, just standing there like that, and I don't even remember much, unfortunately, because my brain was in overdrive at the moment. I do, however, remember her toned stomach, smooth skin, and legs that went on for days.

That's part of the reason I couldn't stand her.

Because she turns me on so much just by breathing.

Damn it.

She looked at me with that look she gives, and I all but jumped her. And to make things better, her dad could've came home at any second and saw his daughter being deflowered by a certain werewolf that he's only learned to have a tolerance for.

At least she liked it.

But seriously, I have to tell her that this can't go any further than that. We did some things, and that was it. We can go back to hating each other now. Yeah, that's a good plan. No talking about the sex thing. I just gotta remember that when I get to school.

So I didn't exactly plan to drag her to the janitor's closet and make out with her, but that's what's happening.

Hey, everything was going great until she looked at me and did that thing with her lower lip that fucking drives me crazy. Seriously, that should never be allowed.

"Scott...Scott, we gotta stop.." Ah, damn. Here comes the talk. Allison shifted a little, scooting back on the cart that she was currently sitting on, then gave me a dimpled smile. "Okay, I'm good now."

Oh. No talk. She just needed to get more comfortable.

Without thinking, I pulled her hands away from my zipper, wrapping her legs around my waist as I pressed her to the wall. Then I just kinda stared at her, trying to figure her out.

I know she's not the casual sex type, and she expressed her distaste about it several times (mostly arguing with me), but... I kinda feel disappointed, I guess. I thought she would make me talk about my feelings and shit, and now she's acting like she's perfectly fine with this, like she has no interest in dating me. I don't know why I care about that.

"...Scott?" I'm snapped out of my thoughts by Allison waving a hand in front of my face. I can tell she wants to know what's up. But instead of asking, she attaches her lips to my neck, and I can feel her smirk before nipping at my pulse point. "Don't think about it too much. Just do it, okay?"

There she goes again, completely surprising me. Before I can reply, her lips are at my ear, and she whispers, "Hey, last time I didn't get to return the favor. Mind if I do that now?"

I shook my head fast as hell, my heart beating faster as a result of her teasing. "Ah, no, you should.. you should definitely do that."

Then her hand is in my pants, rubbing me over my boxers, and I pride myself on how long I can last, but the way she's looking at me now almost makes me lose it. I can tell she's about to make her move, but unfortunately, my phone rings, startling us both. The ringtone is the theme to Avengers, so I know it's my best friend. "What, Stiles?"

"Dude, where are you? Practice started like a half hour ago and Coach is pissed." At this, my eyes widened, and I hung up the phone after a quick 'on my way'.

Allison laughed, "Seems like the universe is against you having your turn, Scott." I didn't even respond, because it just hit me how damn beautiful she is. Before I can say anything stupid, I grab my bag, giving her a quick grin before heading to the locker room.

Practice was brutal. Coach seemed hell bent on making me feel pain, and he kept me after practice to do twenty more suicides than everyone did, and it took me no time at all to reach the showers once he let me go.

I tilted my head upward and closed my eyes as the water warmed me from head to toe. I have never been this appreciative of a hot shower. When I opened my eyes to grab my bodywash, my eyes were met by another pair of brown ones and I was not proud of the scream I let out.

"Having a nice shower, Scott?" Okay, this is Allison, completely naked, in my shower. At this point, I didn't know whether I wanted to punch her or kiss her.

I let my eyes roam over her body, wanting nothing more than to run my hands along every inch of her skin. She stepped forward, looping her arms around my neck, and I licked my lips. "You're gonna kill me, Argent, you know that?"

She nodded, kissing a trail on my neck as my hardened member pressed against her thigh. "We probably shouldn't-" I let out a grunt as she wrapped her fingers around my dick.

"But we will anyway," She whispered, and I couldn't help myself as I leaned down to capture her lips with mine. She deepened the kiss and I prodded her mouth open with my tongue soon after that. She tasted so damn good. I finally ran my hands along the smooth curves of her body as she stroked me harder and faster.

"Fuck," I whispered, breaking our kiss as she ran her thumb over my tip.

"You're pretty close, aren't you McCall? Any of those other girls make you come this fast?" She whispered teasingly into my ear, backing me up against the wall. "You really like this, don't you? Come for me, Scott."

At that, I groaned her name, exploding against her hand. She gave me an innocent look, "Not so loud, Scott. What if Coach hears you?"

She turned away from me to wash herself off under the stream of water, and I pulled her against my chest, sucking and nipping at the spots I already knew were her most sensitive on her neck.

"Scott," she moaned, her eyes fluttering closed. She settled more into my chest as I ran my hands over hers, massaging her breasts until she was bucking her hips against me. I could feel her wetness dripping onto me, and I really wanted to be inside of her, but I wanted to please her first.

I slid my hand along her stomach before I reached her clit. Her shivers of pleasure spurred me on even more and I slipped a finger inside of her, my thumb rubbing her bundle of nerves in small circles, my other hand still kneading at her breast.

"Oh, Scott, that's good, just like that.." She whimpered a little, "Faster, please.."

"Wait a minute." I pulled my fingers out of her, teasing her entrance with my length instead.

"Yes, Scott, yes," She bit her lip when I entered her just a moment later, throwing her head back and leaning it against the shower wall as she clung to it for support. I have never seen something so fucking beautiful in my life.

We were completely in synchronization as she pushed herself back from the wall to meet every one of my thrusts.

"Fuck, Ally," I didn't know where that nickname had come from, but in my defense, sex has never felt this good with anyone before. I quickened my pace, one arm locked around her waist and the other one one the wall for balance.

She let out a loud cry as she hit her release, rubbing herself against me as she rode out her orgasm. That was too much for me and I came just seconds later.

Moments passed where we both just leaned against each other, catching our breath, and then Allison spoke. "So, did you like my apology?"

I arched a brow at her, "For what?"

She giggled, brushing her hair back from her eyes. "For making you late to practice."

I laughed, going to get my towel so I could wrap it around her. "If that was your apology, I'm gonna need you to make me late all the time."

Allison just stood there, staring at me for a moment. "You know, you're not so bad when you're not being an asshole, McCall."

I snickered, wrapping one of my extra towels around my waist, "Yeah? Well you're still annoying." Allison hit me, exiting the shower to put her clothes back on, and I followed soon after, laughing.

Later on that night, though, when I finally got into bed, a thought kept bouncing around my mind and my eyes widened.

Holy shit, do I actually like her?

So there's Chapter 4. Let me know what you think! And I promise there will be more plot.