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Here we go again
I kinda wanna be more than friends
So take it easy on me
I'm afraid you're never satisfied.

Here we go again
We're sick like animals
We play pretend
You're just a cannibal

And I'm afraid I won't get out alive
No I won't sleep tonight

I won't Sleep Tonight

He knew it was her the minute he walked into the crowded night club. He always felt her presence, even after not seeing her for years, he just knew. Sighing, he glanced around the multi-colored light and fog filled room, noticing other men mesmerized by the scene unfolding in front of them. He inwardly groaned at the response the two women were getting from their sexually charged display. He honestly thought they might start a riot when Rachel pressed herself against the curvaceous blonde who was sliding up and down her tight body. The drunken idiot next to him nudged him with an elbow, displaying such a lecherous grin that Finn had to fight the urge not to beat him to a bloody pulp that instant. She might not be his girlfriend anymore, but he still wouldn't allow men to leer at her.

He ran his hand over his face, realizing that if he were being honest, he wasn't any better. In fact he was probably worse, because as he stood there, his body reacted as he remembered what it was like to hold her, kiss her, touch her, and hear her whimper his name as he buried himself inside of her. So, like a fool, he let his eyes roam her scantily clad body, hating that all the blood seemed to leave his brain and head south when the friend's delicate hands skimmed upwards from Rachel's tiny waist, along her rib cage and then gently brushed the swell of her breasts.

The girl he knew would never had allowed that type of touch to happen let alone encourage it, but there she was leaning her head back against her friend, her long dark hair tossed to the side, giving the other young woman access her to neck. He closed his eyes, allowing himself to get lost in the memory of how he had spent many an hour kissing that very spot. He wanted to storm over there and take her to the nearest hard surface to have his way with her. Cursing his own desires he shook his head, closed his eyes and took a deep breath... only feel the heat of her stare on him. His eyes flew open and their eyes immediately locked, yet he couldn't move. He felt the guy next to him nudge him again and whisper something about Rachel staring at him, but he was already drowning in her hypnotic eyes and didn't bother listening.

She continued swaying seductively to the music, silently daring him to make a move. He wanted to go to her, but he was paralyzed by her sultry movements and remained rooted in place, watching her. She smirked and her eyes began roaming his body, before giving him a approving nod. When the hell had she become so brazen and bold? He grabbed his drink off the bar and downed it with one gulp hoping to cool the fire that was now coursing through his entire body. When she began sauntering towards him he swallowed the giant lump in his throat, hoping he could control the impulsive thoughts that were racing through his mind. When she reached him and slid a finger along his arm he shivered and knew long gone was the naïve girl he once knew. What had replaced her was a sexually charged goddess, who apparently knew just how much power she still held over him.

His eyes followed her finger as she teasingly ran it along his forearm. Even in the crowded the club everyone but the two of them disappeared. They locked eyes with one another, the air around them crackling with electricity. Neither spoke when he grabbed her hand pulling her towards him. He glanced around the club and then wordlessly led her towards a dimly lit back hallway.

Within seconds he had her pinned between his body and a hard brick wall. He knew that she deserved better, but he couldn't think past how much he wanted her and by the way she was responding, she wanted him just as much.

Her fingers were threaded in the back his hair, yanking him towards her. Their kisses were anything but romantic or sensual…rather they were demanding and rough. They bit and sucked each other's lips as their mouths and tongues mimicked what they both knew was about to happen. He stopped the assault on her now swollen lips and sucked hard on her neck and shoulder, lifting her up as she threw her head back with a cry.

She quickly wrapped her legs around his waist and her mouth crashed on his possessively, her back scraping against the rough brick. Gasping for air she rocked against his throbbing erection seeking the end to the exquisite torture. He slammed his lower body against her, his mouth seizing hers and muffling her scream. Both still in desperate need of one another, she closed her eyes as he brought his lips back to the hollow of her throat, finding her rapidly beating pulse with his tongue and lips.

"Someone could find us," she whispered half-heartedly against his lips. Grinding his erection against her he growled before sliding his hand down her body and under her skirt. His fingers brushed against the wet lace that separated her from reaching ecstasy and she cried out once more.

Amidst his ministrations, between kisses, he finally murmured "Don't care."

Using the wall for leverage, she arched her hips forward and pressed her mound further against him.

"Oh God." She screamed as his pushed the fabric aside and parted her wet folds with his fingers before plunging two into her tight, slick channel. Lowering one hand from his neck she managed to unzip his pants while continuously rocking against his hand as he slid his fingers in and out of her. Once she had freed his hard cock from the restraint of his pants she began stroking him rhythmically from the base to the tip.

"I need to be inside you." He groaned before rubbing his fingers between her clit and opening eliciting a loud wail. 'Shhhhhhh…" He forced out before crashing his lips to hers to try and muffle her screams yet again.

In an almost primal reaction she guided him to her wet opening teasing the tip against her.

"Condom…" she managed to whimper.

"Wallet, back pocket." She let go of his throbbing cock, which was pressed so close to her all she need to do was tighten her legs a bit and he would be in her. She reached around him and pulled out the wallet letting all the contents drop to the floor except the packet. With shaking hands she ripped the package open, slid her hands between them and sheathed him quickly.

Losing all sense of reasoning as he lowered his lips to her breasts and teased her hard nipples with his teeth she screamed, "Now! I need you now!"

Sliding his tongue up her throat he covered her mouth with his as he entered her in one hard thrust. Gripping his shoulders as he moved in and out of her hard and fast she heard him moaning as he buried himself deeper and deeper within her.

"You feel so fucking amazing." He gasped as he continued to drive into her.

"God don't stop!" She screamed her voice carrying through the empty hallway. No longer caring who heard them Rachel let out a high pitched cry when she felt her building orgasm take hold.

He felt her thighs quiver and her walls begin constricting around his pulsating cock. With his lips pressed against her ear he whispered, "Cum, I can feel you're ready."

Leaning her upper body against him she bit down on his shoulder as she felt the wave completely overtake her. Her walls rhythmically constricted and released around him. As he felt her let go he immediately followed suit with an intensity he had never felt before. The current flowed through every nerve ending in his body, which jerked in response while he released inside her. With her legs still tightly wound around him and with him still within her, the residual pulses continued from both their bodies.

A/N from iGoToExtremes: Thanks so much to my co-author for inviting me to participate in writing this titillating story! She's going to have to change her penname because she already IS a writer - and a talented one at that. Hope everyone enjoys our work.

A/N from wants2beawriter: Thank you for answering my plea for a co-conspirator! I am truly enjoying working with you on this story and am learning so much! You are fabulous!

Song: Animal, lyrics by Neon Trees