Would I catch a Grenade for you? . . . Probably not.: 7

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The night grew darker and colder by each passing second as I found myself downing yet another cup of beer. It’s been three hours and Derek was nowhere in sight. Not like I wanted to see his face but I couldn’t help but get him at his own game.

The smirk he played on his lips when he first saw me spelled trouble and you could smell it burning off of his skin. His eyes narrowed into thin sleets and his lips parted, indicating he was ready for anything to come his way.

Little did he know, what was coming to him was far worse than he expects.

No, I am not going to kill him if that’s what you’re thinking. I’m merely going to. . . downgrade him off that high pedestal he’s built for himself.

I mean, how could a guy like Demens think he was king of the world? Seriously. The guy wasn’t even that hot yet he thought he owned this place and what? He’s only been here for a day? Two tops?

I’ve been here all my life. He’s got nothing on me.

Once I finished my drink, I sucked on my teeth, hopping off the log I had been sitting on before crumpling the plastic cup in my hand and throwing it inside the lake that lay sprawled just a few feet away from me.

“No need to take your anger out on the cup. There are far better ways to release your stress.” I turned to see Derek inching his way towards me, his hands dug deep into the pockets of his jeans, his thumbs sticking out of them both while his eyes latched to mine in a sinister gaze, his lips twisted into a smirk.

“You’re dis—” I quickly remembered the plan, a smile instantaneously coming to my face as I lit up. “You’re right.” I agreed.

“I know I—” He paused, his eyes going wide in surprise. “I’m what?”

“You’re right.” I shrugged. “There are better ways to release my stress.” I slurred my words fakely, while biting down on my lip. “And I think I know just how.”

“Oh really?” He cocked a brow, his face contorting a sign of excitement and amusement.

“Mhm,” I giggled obnoxiously, immediately throwing my arms around his neck, his arms catching my waist as he soon pulled me close.

“You sure you know what you’re doing Parker?” He breathed against my lips, making my back run down with chills.

“Yep,” I popped the ‘p’ in effect, laughing once more as I moved closer to his face now, my fingers running up as I tugged on the hairs at the bottom—something guys loved when a girl did—a groan escaping his lips, proving my theory correct. “You’re so hot.” I breathed out, latching my top teeth to my bottom lip as I seductively took him in with my eyes.

You could tell I was getting him hot the second he gripped my waist with his fingers, pulling me even closer if that were possible.

“I know.” He smirked. “It’s about time you came around Parkers. I was waiting for when you’d finally give up. Didn’t think it’d be so soon. . .”

I couldn’t help but scream in my head happily that my plan was working.

“But, hey I’m not complaining.” He chuckled, his shoulders shaking from the effect. “So what do you say Parkers? Wanna get out of here with me?” He looked down at me with an evil tint to his eyes.

A song shot through the speakers of the boom box someone brought with them. Quickly my face beamed as I grabbed his hand. “Let’s go dance first.”

He didn’t have time to reply before I pulled him to the dance floor, pressing my behind to his crotch as his hands grabbed onto my waist once more. I began moving my hips from side to side, grinding against him as he moved his hips in rhythm with mine.

The air grew hot as I wrapped an arm around his neck, pulling him closer. My fingers raked through the ends of his hair once more as he shifted his head closer to mine.

Dipping low as I dropped to the floor, I popped myself back up slowly, making sure my butt rubbed against his groin as I wrapped both arms this time around his neck.

I felt Derek stiff behind me, his breath crashing down on my shoulder as he pulled me even closer, a groan escaping his parted lips.

Bingo.

Turning around to face him, I smiled as he began moving his head closer though moving down so that his lips locked onto the skin of my neck. I rolled my eyes as he sucked on the skin before trailing his lips up to my ear and then cheek before slowly masking over my lips.

Quickly, I pushed him away, turning so that my front side was facing his, my arms still hooked around his neck.

“You’re so hot.” He whispered against my lips.

I grinned, pressing my lips to his jaw softly before traveling them to his chin and close to his lips. I pulled away simply, sucking my two lips in before leaning over and ever so slightly brushing my lips against his, as he leaned in for a real one when I quickly backed up. "Hold up there buddy."

Groaning Derek opened his eyes as he looked into mine, knowing that she was casting a spell over him - but there was no way he could break it. 

Leaning up once again, I pushed my lips over his top one, careful not to fully mask it with mine as I brushed it quickly yet seductively, making Derek grow with anticipation. "You want to know something Demens?"

"Hm?" He mumbled, looking at my lips as he tried to capture them with his but only ending with up me backing away from him once again.

I leaned down, pressing my lips to his neck as he pulled me closer to him, feeling himself build with desire as he felt all of my soft and hot kisses on his neck.

"Do you really want to know?" I spoke low and slow, as he nodded. Smirking, I began brushing my lips against his, in many ways as he soon lost control, diving for my lips when I pressed my palms against him. 

"Yes, yes already!" Derek growled lowly as he dived in for another kiss only resulting in me smirking while turning my head so that his lips lay against my cheek.

"You got nothing on me." Pulling away, I backed away from him, his arms falling limply to his sides, his eyes widening to what had just happened.

"1 point for me. 0 for you." Crossing my arms across my chest as I fought to keep myself together, I couldn't help but laugh to myself at Derek's bewildered expression. 

Sweet, sweet victory.

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