calum thomas hood ;
she was fucking with me. she had to have been trying to seduce me or something. you don't just act sexy like that and pull the whole bad nurse scenario unless you plan on sleeping with someone.
i imagine that nurse, poppy, i think her name tag read, i imagine her leaning against that brick wall, a cigarette between her lush pink lips. her long blonde hair in sexy waves because she had been dancing so hard and having so much fun that her curls became loose. and i can see those sexy, mysterious blue eyes framed with all the mascara and eyeliner. her leather jacket hugged her body and her tight ass skinny jeans made her ass look amazing. damn, she was hot.
"calum, mate." michael called to me. "what are you doing? you're supposed to be having fun and picking up chicks."
one girl clings to my best mates arm, her grinding her pelvis against his groin and he let's out a moan.
"get a room." i mumble looking around the club mike convinced me to leave mali to go to.
it honestly wasn't a bad place with all the rave lights and amazing music. body on body, skin on skin. people not being able to keep their hands off each other and you can see the greedy lustful stare they give each other.
as i survey the area i see the long blonde haired girl i've been thinking about all night at the bar.
a smirk unfolds in the corner of my mouth as i decide to walk towards her as she drowns herself in poison.
"poppy is it?" i ask taking the empty seat beside her.
she turns and smiles, shaking her head then looks back down at her drink.
"what do you want?" poppy asks taking another sip of her alcohol.
"you." i wink.
"you're cute. but i don't need a fuckboy." she shrugs sliding a twenty across the bar to the bartender and she mutters, "keep the tip."
"oh c'mon." i sigh. "just because you're a nurse doesn't mean you should always be so up tight. have some fun, poppy."
"nah, i need to call a cab and get home, i have a husband and a baby." poppy lies.
"liar." i call her out, smirking. "i see no ring on that finger, and you look like a virgin. you've got the most clothes on our of all these girls here in this club."
she sighs, pushing her hair behind her ear. "okay, you got me. no husband, no boyfriend, no baby. but what are you a college frat boy?"
i chuckle and shake my head. "no, i was only in college for two years. i didn't want to go the full four years because schools not really my thing but i graduated and i'm in a band."
"well, we might now be aquatinted but i still don't know you well enough to sleep with you. what if you like kill me and mali finds out you killed her nurse?"
"wow," i laugh. "i'm not going to kill you or make you do anything you don't want but know i know you're a virgin."
"wanna bet?" poppy smirks sexily.
"you look better with out a cigarette between your lips, by the way." i wink.
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we enter my hotel room after making out the whole cab ride with her. the mixture of alcohol and cherry chapstick from her breath and lips keep me intoxicated even though i hadn't has a drink all night.
poppys needy moans kept me biting at her neck, leaving hickies in the most visible places possible.
"fuck, calum please." poppy took my shirt off and i started to push her towards the bed, she slips out of her shirt and i reach around her back and unbuckle her black laced bra, letting her breast fall out. then my hands slide down to her jeans as i yank them off her legs along with her panties. poppy's hands rush to my shirt, pulling it over my head and then to my jeans.
"ready nurse jenkins?"
i grab a condom out of my wallet that lay's on the night stand and roll it on before pushing myself inside her, our bodies moving in sync.
[ ohh things got heated fast.. but yay! i finally updated and contributed! i'm excited now for the rest and what's to come!! mystree ]
