A/N. So this chapter was first going to be something completely different. But someone *points* started Smut Wars, and who am I, not to follow… So let the smut commence!
And Mom, if you just happen to pass by this site and read this. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry… I know that would never happen, but I just wanted to disclaim myself!
Shield your eyes, and enjoy!
12.
"Where the fuck are you Emily?" Eric's voice, sounding loud and stressed as hell, echos through my mobile. What was his fucking problem? I finished working the second he got here, because there was something far more important occupying my mind all afternoon. Her.
I look down at the beautiful blonde below me and give her a look saying I was sorry, as I raise one eyebrow to ensure she gets the point. She just smiles back up at me and starts fidgeting with the top of my pants again, running her soft fingers along the inside of the band, making me shudder under her touch.
"I called 109." He what! "You were gone so long, I got a bit worried. But then that fucking cow answered and started yelling at me for waking her up." Shit, shit, shit. "And I think she's on her way down to fucking punch me or something. I'm actually quite scared Emily. So where are you? Come down here and help me?"
I was torn for just a second between helping my friend out, and fucking the woman who now had almost unbuttoned my pants completely, pulling them slightly down and letting her hands now trace the inside of my panties instead. The final choice is way too easy, and my body had decided long before my mouth finally caught up, but it does after another long moment of getting lost in the blonde's insistent fingers.
"I can't help you Eric. I'm sorry. I'm kind of in the middle of something." I try my best not to reveal the shortness of breath I was experiencing as she shifted slightly below me and smirked when she dipped a finger down to see how incredibly wet she was making me. I squeak a bit, covering the phone with my fingers as I use my other hand to pull her roaming fingers out of my pants and scowl down at her, pushing her slightly away.
Naomi casually leans back on the bed as a result, placing her arms behind her to keep her steady and simply grins up at me. I'm so fucked. I see her opening her mouth, preparing to speak, and I have to lunge myself over her, making her fall back down on the bed with me on top of her, before pressing my hand over her warm lips as I look her straight in the eye, begging her to be quiet.
"But I need your help. Where did you go?" Eric is actually now sounding desperate. Shit. I know I have no other choice than to play the only card I knew he'd understand - that card being the Ace of Sex, the ultimate trump card. I take a deep breath and then practically yell down the phone whilst still meeting Naomi's hungry eyes.
"I'm fucking her right! I'm fucking the blonde girl! Now get to fuck." The weird thing being, I knew he'd understand. I knew he'd even be proud of me.
As I scream at Eric, Naomi fiercely pulls my hand away from her mouth and she presses her burning body up, connecting with every part of mine. I summit to her completely and I throw the phone away in one grand gesture, and before it lands on the hard floor, I can actually hear Eric laughing. Perv. Naomi grabs my face again and moves me closer to her making me meet her gorgeous blue eyes.
"Yes, you are." She says before once again finding my eager mouth, ravishing me with her tongue pushing forcefully past my open lips. And I let her as I feel her slide my pants and knickers off my body and toss them carelessly across the room and land on top of the phone, muffling our increasingly frantic moans from prying ears.
I kiss her hard, and she kisses me back even harder, and I can tell she likes that forceful side of me despite all those rules I was supposed to follow, so now that I have her under me and in the position of power, I pin her down the bed, pressing my hands on her shoulders and start to trail my kisses down towards her neck. I find her pulse point and suck it hard, making Naomi tremble below me as she releases a moan of pleasure back up into my hair, now cascading down the sides of her face.
She lifts her arms up and places them on my back, digging her fingernails deep down my skin. Just the scent of her makes me go crazy and I kiss her neck a few more times before I start to trail my kisses down her pale and trembling body, treasuring every moment of it. As I reach her breasts and take in her nipples, already hard before I've even so much as brushed a hand across her breasts, I'm ready to explode. Fuck me blind! She is stunning. Absolutely stunning!
I take her right nipple on my mouth and suck it carefully, circling my tongue around it, as I cup her other breast with my shaking hand, gently stroking her other nipple back and forth, before squeezing it lightly. The blonde below me presses her hands down my back again and moves me even closer to her, before she takes a hold of my hair and tugs it back, making my eyes face hers.
Her eyes are filled with pleasure and her breath is heavy as she speaks, barely above a low whisper as I continue to grind my body into her hips,
"What you said earlier. I need it now. I need it more than I've ever needed anything. So please just fuck me Ems? Fuck me like there's no tomorrow."
Her words make my center nearly feel like it's going to overflow with needing to touch her, and I quickly take a hold of her jeans and snap them open in an instant as I drag them off her long and perfect legs in one quick motion, leaving her lying flat back in only her knickers on the warm bed. I take hold of each side of them, looping my fingers underneath and slowly pulling them down, releasing her of her final piece of clothing, and the breath I didn't know I was holding releases as well. There must be angels crying everywhere right now, cos behold, Naomi Campbell is flawless. Oh, fuck me! She's completely flawless and she is presently ready and open and wanting me from the bed below me. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. And as I finally dip my hand down between her legs and feel how wet she is for me, my whole body starts to shake uncontrollably, my own whimper matching Naomi's soft gasps and moans.
Her breath gets more frantic against my lips and I feel her pressing her center roughly towards the hand that is now rhythmically moving in and out of her, my fingers taking in her heat and her incredible wetness and yet I know from her frustrated grunts that she's needing more of me.
As I pull out one more time and then slip a third finger inside of her, never changing my steady pace, she gasps for air before her hands clench tightly around my long red strands and she's pulling me down forcefully, finding my hungry mouth again. I feel her velvety heat begin to tighten around my fingers and at that, I smirk into her desperate kiss and know I'm in total control at last as I curl them upwards at the end of each stroke, beginning to up my pace.
As I feel her getting closer to the edge I move my free hand up to her nipple again, pressing it between my careful thumb and forefinger, rolling the hard nub around in my grasp. Her hands move suddenly from my hair to almost painfully dig into my scalp, crushing our mouths together one last time as she finally comes over the edge, her back arching her body up from the bed. She stills after a long moment, my fingers taking in every one of her waves of pleasure as I bring her down, achingly slowly and finally slip my fingers out of her, wiping them on my naked thigh. To my great surprise, she places both her hands on my cheeks, staring me straight in the eye with a different kind of gleam shining back in them this time. She has to gather her breath more than once before she manages to speak, swallowing an obvious lump in her throat,
"So this is how it feels when life stops," she whispers, and the blonde's face is curled up into a wicked smirk now, "because, fuck, Emily, I think tomorrow just disappeared, and made you my present."
Smut Wars! It is so on! ;D