Best-Friends With Benefits (Under Reconstruction)

Chapter 40- This Means War

I was seriously beginning to lose my mind.

For the rest of the day, I actually thought that Conner was lurking behind every corner, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

 And of course, he never did. Which only drove me more insane.

I should have known that this would be his battle strategy. After all, I've known him for pretty much my entire life.

And in the past years, I've known just how diabolical he can be, if he's properly motivated. And he was definitely motivated now.

So instead of straight out attacking me, he did the small, barely noticeable things that were just about unbearable. Like smiling that heart melting smile at me from across the hall, that made me want to leap over the crowds of people and just kiss him senseless. Or making it so his hand just barely brushed across the span of my hips when we walked past each other, making me shiver with some intangible emotion even though he didn't even glance in my direction.

So as I was saying, I was losing my mind.

I nearly sang in relief when I made it to my gym class, which was also my last class of the day. And after that, I could go home and scream into my pillow.

I have to admit though, like the big coward I was, I purposefully showed up to class early, just so I didn't have to run into Conner in the hallway again. My skin was still burning from where his fingers had brushed across the exposed skin of my hips only moments earlier.

I let out a relieved breath when I saw that the locker rooms were empty, everyone sill bustling around in the hallways, idly chatting and not worrying about being assaulted. 

I began changing into my gym clothes, barely stripping off my shirt before a pair of arms snaked around my waist, securing my bare back to a solid chest. I let out a little yelp, whipping my head around to see a familiar pair of green eyes glittering in amusement. 

His cheek was resting on my shoulder, his face angled in a way so that his lips just barely brushed my jaw when I turned to face him, sending a flurry of excited tingles down my spine. His grip around my stomach tightened, as if I could even want to escape his arms.

"Hi there, beautiful." He chuckled lowly when I blushed scarlet, only succeeding in making me blush more. He shifted his arms a little, causing the skin on my stomach to erupt in goosebumps.

He knew exactly what to do to get to me, and boy was it working.

And before I could even form intelligible words to respond to him, his lips were on me.

He littered my skin with butterfly kisses that made my toes curl, starting from my shoulder and working up to the edge of my jaw. I had no doubt  that he could feel my pulse beating frantically beneath his lips, and my suspicions only grew when I could feel him smirk against my skin.

My head tipped back, a breathy moan escaping my lips as my own body betrayed me. I longed to feel his pink, soft lips on mine, but I was far too dizzy to even think.

I nearly screamed in sexual frustration when I felt his tongue peek out of his lips as he started to suck at where my neck met my shoulder. He nipped, licked, and sucked on the tender skin, and I was so enamoured that I didn't even care that he would likely leave a mark.

His hands had finally loosened their steely grip on my hips, now that he was certain I wouldn't even dream of stopping him. His fingers were tracing up and down my sides, making me jolt and shudder in ways that could only result from him. 

I could feel his hot breath on my neck as he separated his lips from me, only to have him hover his mouth up to my ear.

"I win."

And just as quick as he had came, he was leaving again, leaving me breathless and completely incoherent.

"Tease." I huffed out in frustration, still pretty much seeing stars.

He didn't even turn around as he replied, seemingly unaffected by our encounter. "By now, you should really know that I'm not one to lose."

And then he was gone.

I nearly collapsed back against the nearest gym locker, my legs threatening to buckle from under me. I held a hand to my heart, attempting to calm it as I caught my breath.

I was suddenly beginning to regret taking on the one person who knew my every weakness.

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"You do realize that he is wiping the floor with you."

I turned my head to glare at Alex, before going back to my running. 

We were currently running around the track, as punishment for the two of us (cough*Alex*cough) pissing off the gym teacher. Let's just say that he didn't find Alex's mocking impression of him quite as amusing as the rest of us had. And I just happened to be standing next to her.

So while the rest of the class was doing whatever they wanted to in the grassy area nearby, Alex and I were stuck running indefinitely. Great.

Alex rolled her eyes at me, showing no signs of letting up on her questioning. "Don't even pretend that it's not true! I can see the hickey on your neck just as well as everyone else can!"

My hand snapped up to my neck, my cheeks instantly reddening when I realized that everyone had probably already noticed it. Well, that certainly explained the catcalls I had received when I had walked into the gym.

I couldn't help but glance over to where Conner, Jerry, and a couple of his soccer team mates were kicking around a soccer ball. And almost as if he could feel my gaze, Conner's piercing green eyes suddenly flashed up to meet me. He winked at me with a smug grin, eyes briefly but obviously glancing down onto the prominent purple mark on my neck, before going back to his game.

With a jolt of annoyance, I realized that his intention had probably been to give me an obvious hickey all along.

Alex laughed at the look of angered realization on my face. "That's the spirit! Now are you ready to show hot-ass who's in charge?"

I smiled at the look of absolute mischief on her face, a look I had seen many times before. 

And she was right. Who was I, to stand around and just wait for him to strike again? The ball was in my court, and I sure as hell wasn't going to pass up an opportunity for revenge.

Because he may know my weaknesses, but I also knew his just as well.

Conner and I had been involved in numerous face-offs such as this in the previous years, and I was entirely capable of doing some damage of my own. Just because he was my boyfriend now, didn't mean I was going to show any mercy.

With clenched hands and my new found determination, I turned back to Alex with a mischievous look of my own. 

"Shit's about to get real."

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 Oh my god, I know I'm the worst!

I have finals this week, and I took up soccer and gymnastics, and I've just been extremely preoccupied with my crazy life. I'm so sorry this took so long!

And it's short too, sorta a filler....

But I will prevail! Authors promise.

Well anyways, just tell me what you think, and any pranking suggestions would also be great :) 

Dedication to the awesome girl who made the new cover, and everyone who's ever read this story. Im nearly at 2,000,000 reads! You guys are incredible.

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