Who Can Resist A Bad Boy

Chapter Seventeen ~ rode him like a roller-coaster.

Hello friends *waves awkwardly* Yes I am back from the fiery pits of hell, and just like hell this chapter gets HOT HOT HOT. So I am warning you, if your age is still on the clock, don't read this. IM SERIOUS. I don't even know what happened to this chapter it was supposed to be really innocent, I mean come on this story was pretty innocent up until this point and suddenly Mr Grey has made an appearance. So once again, this is your warning, if you're uncomfortable with language and scenes of a sexual nature, turn back now. 

There were three different scenarios that could happen after Ty said we were going back to the lake house. scenario one: I pulled back from him, painfully separating my lips from his own and taking a step back, explaining to him how we agreed to just be friends and that this was a stupid decision. Scenario two: I went back to the house with him, and then we came to the joint decision that it was of course, such a stupid idea. Or scenario three: I went back to the lake house and rode him like a roller-coaster.

It was safe to say scenario one was out of the running considering I eagerly nodded and took Ty's hand as he pushed his way through the throng of dancing people, pulling me along behind him. My lips were still tingling from his kiss, and I would be lying if I said they were the only things tingling after that little show.

The lake house was a good ten minute walk away from the town, so we decided against a cab and just walked, or in my case ran, back to the house. The cold air hit my fogging head and cleared away part of the smoke Ty filled it with and I was struck again with how badly this could end, and scenario two was starting to look like the best option to me, I would explain to Ty why we couldn't do this and in the end he would agree, or at least that was until Ty stopped halfway through the wooded path that lead to the house and slammed my back up against a tree, his lips inches away from mine as he pressed his body flush up against me, hot breath fanning over my lips, intoxicating and blinding.

My breath caught in my throat, all protests dying as my eyes connected with his, dark and hooded as he looked down at me. He lowered his head slowly until his lips grazed mine, simultaneously as his hips rolled into mine, making me gasp at the contact. "Ty," I had no idea what I was planning on saying, but it didn't matter when he rocked his hips into me again.

"We need to keep going or i'm going to do you right here against this tree." He growled into my mouth, kissing me deeply for one agonizing second before pulling away, taking my hand again and all but dragged me up the path until the lake house was in sight.

 Ty unlocked the door and swung me inside, using my body to close it behind us as he pushed me up against it, letting the latch lock into place as his hands slid up my sides and rested on my waist as he pressed into me, kissing away any protest I could ever make. My arms moved on their own as they snaked up and wound around his neck as I pushed against him, needing to feel him. "Not here," He said in a gasp as I moved my body against his, silently fist bumping at the affect I had on him.

We managed to stumbled up the stairs before he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist as he took us into his room, slamming the door behind him. In the back of my mind I remembered scenario two, but it was way past that point, I guess the only one left was scenario three.

He let me drop to my feet as he pulled away to take his shirt off, I marveled at his naked chest for the short moment before he was in front of me again, hands cupping my cheeks as he brought our lips together again in a searing kiss. My hands travelled up the planes of his stomach, fingers tracing every line and crevice, palms spreading as they moved up to his shoulders, feeling how the muscles moved beneath them.

His fingers danced down my neck and over my collarbones where he hooked them into the material of the dress and pulled roughly, the dress tearing apart instantly. He tore it from the top right down to the hem, and pulled it off of me. Cora was going to kill me.