Patrick Stump and His Lawyer Lady (WARNING CONTAINS EROTICA) #wattys2015

Chapter Twenty One: Guns for Hands

Pete’s POV

Okay, Tony was kissing me. Don’t get me wrong, I really did want her. We had gotten really close after her and Patrick’s split and it disturbed me that he put her under so much pressure – that I could see the stress on her face every time she had to get Patrick out of a mess. This was unlike Patrick at all. He was the responsible one whereas I was the reckless and impulsive one. The funny thing is that I was sure about this – so sure I didn’t care what anyone had to say. I wanted to stop her first and make sure we were both on the same page regarding where this was heading. I pulled away from her lips but held onto her firmly, looking straight in her eyes.

“Antonia, this isn’t just a one night stand or a fling. I want us to be a couple. I know it’s going to be a sensitive subject especially with Patrick but we can keep it under wraps for a while and when the time is right, we’ll go public. I’ve gotten close to you and I want us to work.”

I watched her contemplating this. She seemed unsure and scared and I didn’t blame her at all. Then she looked up at me and whispered “ok, but I really don’t want to be hurt again. So please Pete, don’t hurt me.”

I cupped her face in my hands and kissed her softly, “Sweetheart, no one is going to hurt you anymore. Not if I have anything to say about it.”

I kissed her again, this time the kiss more in depth and intense. I picked her up off the counter and carried her to the nearest bedroom. When I stood her up she removed my shirt and started tracing my tattoos with her nails. It felt really good – almost too good. I removed her clothes quickly, and she got rid of the rest of mine. We laid on the bed and I began kissing her neck down to between her breasts. I took a nipple gently between my teeth and flicked my tongue over it. My hands explored down to between her legs and eventually found the moisture I was looking for. I pushed two fingers into her and massaged her rhythmically. Her breathing became heavier and I heard her moaning. I moved down and replaced my fingers with my tongue; this drove her over the edge. She had her hands in my hair as I licked and the slight pulling was such a turn on that I couldn’t resist it anymore. I snaked up her body and nibbled on her neck with enough pressure to leave a little love bite. I heard her hiss in a pleasurable pain then held her neck in my hand and finally entered her. I kept her gaze the whole time, I couldn’t believe how amazing this was. Right now, every time I pushed into her and every sound that came out of her mouth was just more gas to the flames. I moved in and out of her slow and deep, her hips bucking up to meet mine with each thrust. I needed to slow this a bit so I pulled out of her and kissed her deeply, sliding my hands down her hips to move her on top of me. Once I had her in the right position I slid back into her, this time I let her control the pace of our movement. She was torturing me with every slide of her body off and back onto me. I could feel I wasn’t going to last too much longer. When I did cum it was like all the torture of keeping my thoughts and feelings to myself were just let out. I held her in a deep kiss not wanting her to move because in this moment; I felt perfect.

I was Pete Wentz, bad boy and King of Emo but here was this lawyer who made me melt into a bundle. I didn’t understand why but I think it had a lot to do with the fact that I let her in as a friend and we took it to that next level without analyzing it too in depth. I didn’t feel any pressure from her I just wanted to be hers.

Tony’s POV

Pete and I had stepped out of the friend zone and he had made it clear that I was in no way going back to being just his friend and associate. He wanted me as a fixture in his life.

We had agreed to keep it between him and I for now – it would’ve been insensitive for us to just go out there in the public and throw a relationship in Patrick’s face.