Raging Storm

Hot

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Warning: Chapter rated M

Hunter's lips were plump and swollen as they worked against Aliyah's.

Playing the game 'too hot' had been his idea. Aliyah had never been opposed to the idea. Not opposed to playing the game, but opposed to playing the game with Hunter. But the way she was pressed against the cool wall of Ninja Ops, her friends just on the other side of the sheer thin wall, made it impossible to even consider her opposition.

Aliyah smirked as she opened her eyes to see Hunter's biceps straining under his skin as he resisted the urge to touch her. His arms lay either side of her head, blocking her from escaping, but she hadn't made it any easier for him to resist. After he had explained the rules, and before he had even kissed her, Aliyah had removed the t-shirt and was left in only a pair of shorts and a bra.

They'd been kissing non-stop for almost a minute. Neither one touching the other, even though the temptation to just break the rules was strong.

From the start, Hunter had been slowly but gradually pulling backward, making Aliyah lean forwards to ensure his lips were still reachable. She found it frustrating that she wanted to kiss him, especially when she was supposed to have hated him.

As Hunter pulled back another inch, Aliyah smirked and locked eyes with him.

"If you want me to touch you, Bradley, you could always forfeit," she said.

"You'd love the bragging rights to that, wouldn't you, Logan?" Hunter replied. "To be able to tell the others that I lost to you."

Aliyah made a face. "Owning the bragging rights to that would mean admitting to the others that I actually made out with you," she said. "We're supposed to hate each other, not be stealing kisses every chance we get."

"So you admit that we've been sneaking around stealing kisses?"

"I'd be a fool not too," Aliyah snapped. Her voice hushed as she heard the voices of the others in the room beyond their own.

Hunter grinned and then shook his head. "For the record, Logan, I'm not about to hand this game over to you," he said. "If you want me to touch you, you'll have to work for it, or, forfeit."

"You'd think by now you'd learn," said Aliyah. "When it comes to games or bets, Bradley, I never lose."

"We'll see," Hunter said.

"Indeed," Aliyah responded. She run her hands up the insides of her thighs, over her stomach and chest, and stopped at her shoulders. Her fingers played lightly with the straps of her bra, pulling them up and then snapping them back into her skin.

Hunter watched her, his mouth parted as he panted and his eyes clouded with lust.

Slowly, teasingly, Aliyah eased the left bra strap down and let it fall against her arm, just above her left elbow. Hunter swallowed as he met Aliyah's gaze. She was teasing him, and he was responding to her actions.

"What's the matter, thunder boy?" Aliyah purred, leaning forward. Her lips hovered in front of his and her eyes searched his own. "Everything you want is just a clasp away," she taunted. "All you have to do is reach out and touch it."

Hunter groaned as Aliyah trailed her lips down his throat and stopped at his bobbing Adam's apple. She lightly licked it and smirked as she trailed her tongue back up to his mouth. She flicked his lower lip and they parted of their own accord.

Quickly, Aliyah had asserted dominance, and Hunter's body was responding to it without his consent.

"You're cheating," said Hunter.

"How? According to the rules, I can't touch you or vice versa, there is nothing to say that I can't touch myself."

"But it makes me want to touch you," Hunter growled.

Aliyah smirked. "Then do -" she cut off as Hunter latched his lips onto her for a second time. The momentum that he knocked into her caused her to stumble, her hands grabbing his shoulders to steady herself.

It was Hunter's turn to smirk.

"That doesn't count!" Aliyah argued. "You took me by surprise. I could've either hurt myself or drawn the others attention."

"You can chew me out later," Hunter said. "But I think we need to finish up here before the others realise something is going on. I'm sure they've noticed we're missing by now, and we've been gone a while. If we don't get back soon, they'll come looking for us. Wouldn't want them to catch you in a compromising position with me, would you?"

Aliyah huffed. "I'll make you pay for this, Bradley," she warned him. "Mark my words."

"Consider them marked," Hunter said. He licked his lips and looked down at her. Now was his chance to do whatever he wanted to her, and he already had an idea of how to proceed. "Lean back," he said, grabbing her hips and lightly pushing her against the wall.

"What are you going to do?" Aliyah asked curiously.

Hunter met her gaze and then leaned in so he could whisper in her ear. "Let's see how quiet you can be, shall we?"

Aliyah swallowed and gasped as Hunter's fingers hooked themselves around the cup of her bra. He eased it down, exposing her breast to the cool air inside Ninja Ops. Slowly, teasingly, his thumb and forefinger pinched an erect nipple, rolling it between them. Aliyah rolled her head back against the wall and her lips parted in a soft, but quiet, moan.

Hunter grinned and lowered his head. Replacing his fingers with his mouth.

Aliyah gave a sharp gasp as he sucked at her nipple. He alternated between sucking and flicking his tongue against it, causing warmth to pool in the pit of her stomach.

As he worked on her breast, Hunter's hands dropped to the button of her shorts. He quickly undid them and pulled the zipper down, easing the denim fabric down her legs and gathering around her feet. He enticingly run the tips of his fingers back up her inner thighs, stopping at her panties. They were sheer black, and the sight of them turned Hunter on considerably.

"You're such a bad girl, Logan," Hunter whispered, pulling away from her breast and locking gazes with her.

Aliyah merely smirked.

Swiftly, Hunter lodged his knee between Aliyah's legs, parting them enough to pull her panties to one side. Aliyah licked her lips and released a breathy moan as Hunter quickly slipped two fingers inside.

"Shit," she whimpered.

Hunter grinned and mercilessly curled his fingers towards her G-spot, watching as she struggled to hold back her moans and whines. He leaned forward and captured her nipple again between his lips, biting them lightly.

"Oh god..." Aliyah panted. She felt her legs start to buckle as Hunter brought her high nearer by the second. In no time at all, darkness started to creep in from the far corners of Aliyah's mind. White spots followed, each one sparking to life before Aliyah's eyes as Hunter's fingers continued to work her. Her chest was heaving up and down, and her lips were labored whilst her face was flushed. "Shit, Hunter, I'm gonna..."

She cut off as she tipped completely over the side.

Hunter smirked and leaned forward, resting his forehead against hers and withdrawing from inside her. "That was so hot," he said.

"I still hate you," Aliyah panted, clinging to his arm as her weakened legs refused to hold her up.

Hunter wound his arm around her waist, holding her close but still resting her against the wall. He kissed along her jaw and back to her lips. He could feel her heart pounding inside her chest and felt elated to know that he could make react in such a way. "Of course you do, Logan," he said, capturing her lips again.