The Quiluete Bad Boy

This night

I walked home with Paul. When we got to my front door, it was late so all the lights were out meaning Aunt Lacey was in bed. My father went to go visit a friend of his back in L.A. And was gone for a week. "Well here we are again." Paul said sighing heavily. Embry ran past us inside. "See ya Paul!" Paul waved at him. I looked at Paul and I could feel it. I could feel his anxiety and desire. I looked back to my house. Embry's light in his room turning on and then back off. "I don't see why we would have to be apart." I said. He looked at me quizzically. "Can I come to your house?" I asked. He smiled slightly "well yeah but won't your aunt and Embry get pissed?" I knew if Embry found out he would be mad. However, I was sick of being away from Paul at night. "They might but it'll be worth it. Wait here I'm going to go get some stuff." I ran inside to my room, gathering some clothes and things in an overnight bag. I tipped toed out of my room just about to get to the stairs when a voice caused me to jump "And where are you going?" I held my hand to my heart as it beat out of my chest. "Fuck Embry you scared the shot out of me." He stood by his door and in the moonlight I could see him crossing his arms. "I'll ask again, where are you going?" I shrugged "I uh was just going to stay with a friend." He sighed loudly "Does this friend happen to be 6'2, 200 pounds, and has a wiener?" I sighed back at him. "Embry, I love him. I am his imprint and I hate being away from him. He's like a part of me and when he's gone it's like something is missing and I feel empty. I hate it. It's horrible." He uncrossed his arms shaking his head. "Just don't do anything stupid Jo. I'll cover for you this time, but if you are going to be staying with him you are going to have to talk to your dad and my mom." I nodded and continued down the stairs and outside. Paul was standing on the side of the house. "I was worried you got caught." He grabbed my bag and my hand and we started walking to his house down a ways away. I didn't mind the walk. Anything was fine just as long as Paul was by my side. "Well I sort of did, Embry caught me and gave me a lecture. However he said he would cover for me for now." He breathed heavily "oh god, he hates me doesn't he?" I laughed "oh I wouldn't say he hates you. He just thinks you are corrupting me I think." Paul grinned from ear to ear "I don't know if I'd call it corrupting you." I could feel my stomach fill with butterflies. I knew it would come up eventually. We eventually arrived and walked up to his house, the only car there was his truck though. "Where's your dad?" I asked. Even though his father was always working and I had actually never met him, I did know he usually had his car parked behind Paul's truck at night. He sighed "He had a business trip. Tends to do that a lot." I could feel a bit of pain in his voice. He didn't talk too much about his father. I did know his mother had passed away when he was little, because Embry told me, but Paul had never talked about it to me directly. I had never actually been inside his house. The interiors surprised me. It was immaculate and the furniture was black leather. There was an abnormally large flatscreen in the living room. The kitchen looked brand new. I couldn't disguise the surprise in my face. He noticed "I know it doesn't look like my home. My dad did all this shit. He is kind of an extravagant liver." I blushed "I'll be honest it doesn't suit you. I was thinking more rustic. Your such a strong rugged man....." Paul was now inches from me. "And you just seem like a very manly man. I just think you are" he cut me off by run a hand through my hair. "I love that you are getting nervous. It's really cute." I blushed realizing I had been babbling like a idiot. "I love that you think that of me." He pressed into me as my back hit the fridge. "Can you say it again?" He asked his voice low and rugged. His eyes seemed darker and more intense. My heart was beating rapidly in my chest. "You are a strong rugged man and I can't believe you picked me. I mean I would never think the sexy bad boy would want me." He crashed his lips into mine grabbing onto both hips. This kiss was rough and passionate. He lifted me onto the counter and started to kiss my neck. I could feel myself panting and my head was completely clouded. "You are the sexiest woman on this earth. Everything about you makes me crazy. You're sexy little body, your gorgeous smile, beautiful eyes and soft hair." He mustered out between kisses. I could myself heating up and knew it was happening. Whether it was the right time or not, I wasn't going to be able to stop it, and frankly I didn't want to. I let my hands wander to his waistband, but much to my dismay I heard a hiss escape from his mouth. "I want you so bad Jo, like I could take you on this counter and do so many wonderful dirty things to you. I just want to be better for you. That's something the old Paul would do. I don't mean to sound like a little bitch, but I want it to be more special." Deep down I was semi-disappointed, the counter thing sounded intriguing, but he was right. I just smiled at him and kissed him lightly on the lips. "I agree. How about you show me your room so I can get changed into my pajamas?" He helped me down from the counter and lead the way upstairs and to his room. Now this place was totally Paul. The walls were a dark brown, his bed frame made from a light colored wood and a giant painting of the quilette tribe symbol plastered the wall above his headboard. I set my bag on his bed breathing in the scent of his room. It smelled just like Paul, which gave me a sense of contentment. "Well I'll leave you to change." He seemed to be nervous. I chuckled "I mean it's not like you haven't seen me in a sports bra before." He instead turned around. "Just let me know when you're changed. I'm afraid if I see you I won't be able to control myself." In this moment I regretted choosing my red and black lacey silk pajamas. I quickly shifted out of my clothes and threw them on. "Um I'm sorry if I chose the wrong ones, I just kinda grabbed the first pair I saw in my drawer." He turned around and his eyes got big. "Holy hell. Please tell me I'm the only one who has ever seen you in those." I laughed "Don't worry you are. Not like I've had anyone else to show them to." He beamed, joy filling his eyes. "Wait so you've never.....?" I shook my head slightly embarrassed. "Nope never. I know you have so I'm sorry when time comes I won't know what..." he put a hand over my mouth. "Don't ever apologize for that. I wish I would have waited for you. It gives me great satisfaction to know you are mine and I will be your only." He took off his shirt and tossed it to the floor, climbing in bed with me and turning out the light. He wrapped an arm around me pulling me to lay on his chest. "Goodnight Paul, I love you." "Goodnight Beautiful, I love you more."