The Bad Boy Effect

Chapter 33 Outtake

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT. IF YOU PREFER TO NOT READ THIS THEN SKIP THIS. AGAIN, WARNING, SEXUAL CONTENT. I WOULD HIGHLY RECOMMEND THAT YOU NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

"What are you doing?" he asks quietly.

I sigh and slowly crawl onto his lap. I rest my hands on his chest.

"What I've been dying to do for a while now." I say and I slowly kiss him.

I lick his lower lip, seeking for approval and he gives it to me. I explore his mouth as his hands run up and down my body softly, like feathery touches. It sends my mind into overdrive. I run my hand up his shirt and feel around his muscles. His stomach tenses under my touch and I can feel his breath hitch.

He flips us so that I'm under him. He rests all of his weight on his arms as he deepens the kiss. Our lips mold together and I feel the hunger grow inside of me, lighting my blood on fire with desire.

He kisses me one last time on the lips and then he slowly starts to kiss my neck. I tilt my head so He can have more access to it. He nips at my skin, causing a small moan to escape my lips. Then he slowly scoots his body up so that he's sitting, although his lips never leave my neck.

I'm in paradise. This is pure ecstasy. I feel his hands travel up my body slowly and then make their way under me. I feel them brush against my back a few times and it sends jolts of electricity throughout my body. As he continues his attack on my neck, I can feel my bra loosen and before I know what's happening, it's gone. I'm left exposed.

He moves his mouth down to between my chest and looks up at me. My heart is racing and my head is pounding and there's nothing more that I want than this. But he knows that I'm hesitant about a lot of things, and he wants to make sure I am 100% ready.

I nod my head slightly and he continues his assault of kisses. He kisses me softly on both of my breasts and then he moves back up, sliding his warm tongue across my bare skin, and kisses me again.

"You're beautiful." he whispers. I feel his hands explore and they stop at my chest. He whispers as he grabs them softly. "So. Beautiful."

I shiver under his praise and I kiss him back. I run my fingers through his hair and kiss his neck as he kisses mine. I feel his hands travel down to my pantyline and suddenly I'm exposed once again. He stops kissing me for a split second and slides out of his pajama pants. He kisses my neck and then slowly and softly leaves a trail of butterfly kisses. He nips at my collarbone and then he kisses the middle of my chest, both of my breasts, under my breasts, my stomach, my belly button, my hipbones, and then... there. He repeats the process on his way up and soon we're face to face again. My skin is on fire and I know my face must be fifty shades of red.

 He kisses me softly and then stretches his body out as he reaches over to the nightstand. I slide my hands across his stomach and then back up to his chest as I pant heavily. I hear a small rip noise and then the crinkling of a packet.

Arran is above me once again and is resting his weight on his arms.

"If I hurt you at all, I want you to tell me. Okay, Emma?"

I nod my head. "Okay."

I feel his knee push my legs apart slowly and the anticipation kicks in. I feel his hands on either side of my hips and I feel my heart beat quickly against my rib cage.

"Relax," he whispers softly. I nod my head and rest it on the pillow.

And then it happens.

It's slow at first and rather... uncomfortable. It's not like I'm being shot or stabbed. It's more like a pinch. Almost as if someone is pinching you repeatedly. I grab the sheet tightly with my hand, my hands curling into fists. It gets a little more intense, but then it disappears.

He stills, waiting for me to adjust to this foreign feeling. After a few moments, I nod my head and he continues. As he does it more, it becomes more pleasurable and I'm starting to pant more heavily. My breaths get quicker and so do his. My heart is going so fast that I think it's going to burst out of my chest. My mind is in heaven, fireworks exploding everywhere. I feel my body tense and then tremble.

"Arran," I moan, my head tilting back.

"Emma!" He groans and he buries his face in my neck.

And then two become one. My mind is numb as I shout his name once again, my hands gripping onto his back. He shouts my name once more, and then we form together like a puzzle that's been solved. I feel complete and I feel whole. He kisses me on my forehead and then falls beside me. As I come down from my high, I feel a little sore, but I don't care. This was worth it.

That is the last thought I have as sleep and exhaustion pull me under.