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Falling For You

Chapter 3:

Risky Business

 

 

 

Last Chapter…

 

“Well, kitty, looks like it's just you and me,” a husky, masculine voice purred into the shell of her ear as strong arms encircled her waist to bring her back against a solid wall of heat and muscle.

 

`This could be bad…'

 

 

 

“Mr. Pierce, I'd suggest you take your hands off of me right now,” Breanna whispered breathily as she tried to ignore how good it felt to be pressed so closely to the hard planes of his body.

 

Chuckling, Devon nuzzled at her neck and whispered sexily, “Is that really what you want?”

 

Not sure how to answer that, mostly because she wasn't completely sure what is was that she wanted, Breanna jerked herself from his embrace and spun around to pin him with a scathing glare.

 

“Who do you think you are? You can't go around treating people like that!” she hissed angrily as Devon shrugged nonchalantly and gave her an annoyingly arrogant grin.

 

“Oh come on, I saw you checking me out in there. I can tell you want me just as bad as I want you,” he declared confidently as his intoxicating amber gaze dared her to deny his claim.

 

Breanna just gaped at him in shock. `Who the heck is this guy? The devil in disguise?'

 

“I'm afraid you're mistaken, Mr. Pierce, because I'm already happily involved with someone else. Sorry to disappoint you,” she informed him sweetly as Devon narrowed his eyes and began advancing on her.

 

“Oh, really? Then if I were to, I don't know… kiss you right now, you wouldn't feel a thing, right?” he asked her as Breanna found herself being steadily backed into an empty classroom.

 

Not bothering to flip a light on, Devon continued to stalk the increasingly anxious looking girl until the back of her legs hit the edge of the teacher's desk in the front of the room.

 

“Nope. Not a thing,” she mumbled as she attempted to free herself from the mesmeric hold he seemed to have her under.

 

“Well,” he murmured as he glanced around the class room at the microscopes and such cluttered about on the counters, “we are in the science lab. Don't you think we should test that theory?”

 

Breanna's pulse jumped, and she couldn't have moved away from even if she'd wanted to. As she gazed upward in to the fiery depths of his tawny colored orbs, she felt as if their surroundings had faded away until nothing was left but the two of them.

 

Devon's full, soft mouth looked strangely tender despite the way he used it to manipulate and connive people to do his bidding. His lips parted and brushed over hers and at the same time, he pulled her close, trapping her between him and the desk. As his mouth settled over hers, Breanna experienced a moment of wonder. His lips were warm and gentle, such a contrast to the brashness of his personality.

 

She parted her own because she could no more have closed part of herself off against him than she could climbed to the top of Mt. Everest. He nipped at her bottom lip and touched the tip of her tongue with his own. The heady sensation sent her spiraling, and she wrapped her arms around his hips, feeling the coarse material of his uniform slacks beneath her palms, as she dug the heels of her hands into his buttocks.

 

“God, I want you,” he groaned against her mouth right before his tongue plunged inside her.

 

Their kiss quickly progressed from tentative and cautious, to wild and passionate as Devon lifted Breanna against him and carried her backwards to push her against the desk. Raising her hands to clutch at his back for balance, Breanna allowed Devon to step between her legs as the proof of his desire for her pressed hard against the soft flesh of her inner thigh.

 

Her tongue caressed his and his soft moan echoed in the warm cavern of her mouth. Breanna felt his hands fumbling for the buttons on her jacket and he moved away just far enough to peel the annoying article of clothing away as he pulled her blouse from her skirt and pushed it up to reveal her flat tummy and full, round breasts to his hungry gaze.

 

“You're so beautiful,” he whispered hoarsely, looking down at her as he lifted her bra clad mounds in his palms and brushed his thumbs over the crests, sending pleasure ricocheting through her. He crushed his mouth to hers again while he teased her nipples mercilessly. She clutched his arms and felt their strength through the layers of wool and cotton that covered them.

 

Abandoning her breasts, Devon clasped the back of her thighs at the place where they met her bottom as Breanna gasped and whimpered against his persistent mouth. It was all too much for her. The feel of his lips, and tongue, and… Oh, God… those hands…

 

DING DING DING DING DING!!!!

 

Jumping as the shrill sound of the first period bell penetrated the lust induced daze that had been shrouding her; Breanna pushed Devon away and slid down from the desk. Turning her back on him, she snatched her jacket from the ground and hurriedly repaired the damage he'd done to her clothing.

 

Breanna felt hot and queasy and terribly upset. How could she be so eager and willing to give herself to someone she barely knew? A boy who'd done nothing but irritate and exasperate her from the moment she'd met him. How could she do this to Brent?

 

She rushed toward the door leading to the hallway only to have him stop her before she got there with the soft, husky sound of his voice.

 

“You're body doesn't lie, Breanna, even if your mouth does. You want me. I can see it in your eyes, and I can feel it in the way you tremble beneath my fingers.”

 

Screwing her eyes shut and clenching her hands in fists at her sides, Breanna attempted to shut out the truths he was so casually throwing at her. `No, I love Brent. I… don't want this. I don't…'

 

“You… you're evil!” she bit out at him between clenched teeth as she spun around to face him once more.

 

Leaning back against the desk, Devon grinned at her outraged expression and raised a hand to inspect his nails in his careless way. “Yeah? And? Can you really refute the way you respond to me? Can you really deny yourself the opportunity to explore the pleasure you and I would undoubtly find in each other's arms?

 

“I hate you,” she whispered disdainfully as Devon snickered and closed the distance between them with the stealth and speed of a dangerous jungle cat.

 

“And I really don't like you too much either, to be completely honest, but,” he smiled charmingly, “that's not really the issue here, now is it?”

 

Pausing for dramatic effect as he sidled up next to Breanna, Devon leaned in and murmured softly, “I know your type, Miss Denton. Pretty, perfect princesses who have everything, but still aren't satisfied with their lives. I can help you with that. I can relieve you of your boredom; take you places you've never been before…”

 

“All you have to do is say three little words.”

 

“What… what words?”

 

“I… want… you…”

 

Pushing away from him, Breanna placed a quivering hand on her belly and took a deep, cleansing breath. “I don't want, nor will I ever want, you, Devon Pierce, so just stay away from me. For your information, I am extremely happy with my life and with my boyfriend. I don't need you to show me or take me anywhere, thank you very much!” she exclaimed primly as she turned on her heel and walked out of the room only to be stopped once more by the sound of his slightly mocking baritone voice calling after her.

 

“Thanks for the tour, Bre! I really enjoyed looking around!” he laughed as Breanna huffed indignantly and smoothed the strands of her ebony colored hair.

 

“Stupid, arrogant, asshole,” she mumbled as she stalked through the halls to her next class.

 

`I don't want him. All that… it was just a fluke… a mistake. A mistake that will never happen again.'

 

`I don't want him…'

 

`I don't…'

 

 

 

 

 

*~~~~A/N~~~~*

 

 

 

Summer has officially begun, which means, as much as I'd like to, I can't guarantee a new chapter to you guys every day. There's just too much crap going on, know what I mean? But I will try and post as much as I possibly can. :o) Oh, and I just want to warn ya'll ahead of time that the NC-17 rating on this story should be taken seriously. Falling For You is going to be a lot racier than Everything You Want, so be prepared, ok? Not too graphic, but this tale will most definitely be tastefully explicit. lol No, it will not be a PWP fic, but it is intended for mature audiences. I'm sorry if that offends or upsets anyone, but I'm trying to expand my horizons a little. Please don't forget to review guys, I love hearing your comments and opinions, even if they're critical. *hugz* Thanks! Tchao for now!

 

 

 

 

 

*~~Media Miner Reviewers~~*

 

 

 

Darkfire Storm: Goody, I'm glad. lol :o) You should write your own romances, I would love to read them!

 

 

 

Amaria: No problem, sweetie, and thanks for the review. No, Devon's not very likable right now, is he? Give him time; he might change for the better… We'll see… *winks*

 

 

 

 

 

*~~Anime Spiral Reviewers~~*

 

 

 

Rain Liqueur: Yeah, sorry for the delay. Hope you enjoyed the chapter even though it was so late in coming! *hugz*

 

 

 

LT Stryffe: LOL You crack me up… Thanks for your review, it really made my day. This chapter was just for you!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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