Bad taste

Confused, caged, and corruptible.

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*Riya version*

I joined them a little, I looked at Tom and George as they finished a few more beers, and people came over to say hi and catch up. Since I was away in Tokyo all the summer, and now here with them, I hadn't seen anyone in a long time.

I watched Bill setting down his drink, listening to Tom and Gustav talk to a few people standing around the booth. As he wasn't paying attention, none of them, I sneaked back to Sofia and Lottie.

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I notice Bill scanning the area, he stopped when he saw me climbing the stairs to the next level. I looked into his eyes, I saw him standing up on the seat and hopped over the back of the booth, landing on the floor, and I continue to climb the stairs, past loiterers standing about, and turned right, making my way up another set of stairs. The space was now completely empty of people prying eyes.

*Bill version*
I kept my eye on her back as I followed. The metal grate flooring under me led to a large window near the left corner, and I saw her standing there in the dark, gazing out into the night with the music and noise two stories below and far away from us.

"I can see your house from here." She said quietly. "You can see the lanterns. I looks almost magical.."

I came up to stand behind her, looking out into the darkness. Sure enough, you could make out our homes in the distance since they sat at a higher elevation. The houses weren't visible, shrouded in trees as they were, but the estates were well lit and clear. In reality, it was about a half mile between my house and the Tom's, where he took her, she thinks it is my house, but from here it looked like only a few inches.

"Thank you for tonight." She offered. "I know it doesn't mean anything, but I felt good for the first time in a long time. And excited, scared, happy..." She trailed off and then finished in a quieter tone, "I liked it.."

I looked down at her, shadows of rain dancing across the light hair on top of her head. Riya is a lot like I was a few years ago. Confused, caged, and corruptible. The most valuable lesson anyone learns in life should be learned as early as possible, that you don't have to live in the reality someone else had invented. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. Ever.

Redefine normal. None of us know the full measure of our power until we start pushing our boundaries and pressing our luck, and the more we do, the less we care what others think. The freedom feels so good. I'm sorry that I have to take it from Riya, but I would give her anything she needs to feel it.

I breathed in the hint of perfume her body still held, feeling high with need. God, I wanted to touch her, it had been building all night.

"I wonder what's like to be you sometimes." She admitted. "To talk into rooms and people listen to you. To be so loved by everyone." And then she turned her head to the side, looking up at me with those big, green eyes, begging me. "To want something and take it."

Jesus.

"You were watching me on the dance floor." She whispered. "You never look at me, but you were watching me tonight."

Pain twisted my gut,struggling to resist, but it was no use. I slid my hand around the front of her neck anyway and pulled her back into my chest, holding her tighter than I should. "How can I not?" I breathed in her ear, squeezing my eyes shut. "You're getting very hard not to notice."

She whimpered, arching her body and pressing her ass into my cock. I opened my eyes, seeing her tits just out, and I couldn't take it.

Moving my hand into her hair, I fisted it at the back of her scalp and pulled her head back to me, her full, parted lips begging for mine. She moaned, sending al my blood straight to my dick.

I show tear away. She was Tom's.
Fuck.

I hovered my lips over hers, sliding my other hand over her chest and feeling her jerk when I cupped her breast with my hand.

"Bill.." she groaned, breathing hard and and squeezing her eyes shut.

"So soft." I whimpered over her lips, feeling the warmth of her breath as I kneaded her in my hand. "My brother thinks you're his... and since I know you all I did was try to deny that I wanted you for myself."

She licked her lips, trying dart up and catch mine, but I pulled back, hiding my smile as I played.

"Bill." She whined, sounding desperate.

"Is that true?" I pressed. "Are you his?"

She dragged her bottom lip between her teeth, shaking her head. "No." I darted out, catching her bottom lip between my teeth and sucking it into my mouth. I exhaled hard, my cock growing in my jeans as I went crazy, kissing a trail over her cheek and to her ear, getting lost in her scent and warmth. But as soon as I dived into her neck, she jerked away, capturing my lips with hers, and kissing me deep and hot. God, she tasted sweet.

"Such a good girl." I growled in a whisper, flicking her lips with my tongue. "Say it, Riya."

"I'm a good girl." She panted, her voice shaking.

"And I'm going to fuck you." I finished, my hand off her breast and gripping her hip.

Diving down, I covered her lips with mine, eating her up and tasting her, her tongue meeting mine in more heat and lust than I had ever felt for anyone. My body as on fire, and I was gone. Completely lost in her mouth and the way the buzz under my skin traveled across my face, down my neck, warming my chest. So many times of needing to be close to her, talk to her, see her smile at me in such a shot period of time. Nothing, nothing had ever felt this good. She nuzzled into my body, sucking my bottom lip and giving it to me good.

"I know what you feel like now." She teased, hovering an inch below my lips.

I grinned, jerking her ass into me and hearing her moan at what she felt. "You haven't felt anything yet." Turning her around I lifted her by the backs of her thighs. She grabbed my shoulders as I lifted her up and guided her legs around my waist. Walking to the corner, I sat her down on the railing with the wall not far behind her. She wrapped her arms around my waist as I pressed myself between her legs. Rubbing her body against mine, she flicked my top lip with her tongue, and then left my mouth, trailing kisses and small bites down my jaw and neck.

"Jesus." I gasped out, moving a hand on her breast again, my heart pounding like a drum. Sliding her hand under my shirt , she ran her fingers up my abs making me shiver.

"The car." She gasped out, reaching for my belt and trying to work it open. "Please?"

I gripped her hips tighter, blinking long and hard. "Riya", I struggled, taking her hands away from my jeans.

"I want to feel you." She pleaded, taking my face in her hands and kissing me again.

But I shook my head. "Not in a car."

She pressed her chest into mine, speaking low against my lips, "I can't wait, I don't want to lose this moment. It doesn't matter where it is."

No it didn't. But this was where shit got complicated. She is not mine, she is Tom's toy, I have a girl, I can't do this. If we had sex now, it would just make everything more stressful for her after. And even though I had no intention of keeping my hands off her, going that far wasn't right.

"Come on." She taunted, a small smile peeking out as she nibbled my lips.

I shook my head. "What I'm going to do with you?" I asked.

She smirked. "I can't wait to find out."

I laughed quietly, taking her ass in my hands and leaving a trail of kisses down the side of her face to her lips.

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