Make Me! (An Ian Somerhalder fanfic)

Chapter 1- The Beginning of My Beginning

*I didn't want to move. But of course I had to. My dad got a promotion as a liutenant at a correctional facility. Of course, I supported his desicion, but I wanted something for myself for once, so I ran away. This is my beginning of my beginning. *

"Jessica??!!" I heard my dad yell, right before I left. Those were the only words I remember from my last day with my dad, and with that, I was gone. I didn't nessacarly think everything through, because I didn't know anyone. I just moved here, and I decided torun away, without having anywhere to go? Iwonder how disapoited my mom was. But I didnt let that stop me. For a second, I was afraid. Afraid of dying, afraid of getting taken and raped, afraid of getting arrested for running away. All of that was possible. But I only wanted one to happen.

As I was making my way through the streets, a car stopped by my side. As the window rolled down, a mans face emerged from the dark. "Do you need some help, young lady?" he asked, looking me deep into the eyes. "Um, actually, I'm not really sure," I said without causing warning. I couldn't focus. the mans perfectly sculpted face, dark hair, and bad-boy expression, put me off... far. Without saying a thing I hopped into his car and buckled up. "So, where are you coming from?" he asked . "Home," I said in a voice that was working hard not to break. "Oh, I see. You ran away, and have no where to go because you're new in town," "Yeah... How did you know?" "Just a guess. My name is Ian. Do you need a place to stay?" "My name is Jessica, and yes I do." "Okay, would you be okay with staying with me?" "Sure." At this point I was to tired to think about my answer.

After awhile, we arived at a big, red, brick house. Ian opened the door, and turned to face me. "Please, come inside." his eyes flickered with many expressions he could possibly contain. Sadly, I didn't think smart, and decided to leave my bags behind. He led me to a room that was furnished with a large bed, a night side table, a chair, and a mirror. "I guess you can stay here, if you're  alright with it," Ian said. "Yeah. I'm fine with it," I answered, assuming it was a question. "Okay just let me know when you feel you need a room change," and with that Ian kissed my hand, amd walked out of the room. I flopped on the bed, and suddenly remembered that I had no clothing except for the stuff I had on already. I reluctantly pulled myself off of the bed and went to find Ian. I walked around for awhile until I passed a certain room. Inside the room was Ian... shirtless. Helplessly I walked in and acted like I didn't notice. "Hey, I just remembered that I don't have anything to wear," I said acting like I had not seen him. He instantly turned around, his reaction wasn't quite what I had expected. He was grinning, revealing his perfect white teeth, and got a little closer. "I was afraid you might say that," he said still holding his grin tightly on his face. He walked to his dresser and pulled out a tee-shirt. Before I started walking out of the room, after taking the shirt, he grabbed my hand. "Stay awhile," he said smirking, "and be mine," "Make me!" With that he pushed me up against the wall, and slid his hands down my chest, to my hips, and through my legs. He raised his hands and slid off my shirt. I couldn't let him do all of the work, so I brought my hands down to the fastenings of his jeans. He soon did the same,making sure every move he made would satisfy me. After our jeans were on the ground, we had moved to the bed, then the chair. He gripped my bottom tightly, and forced my hips to roll back and forth multiple times, satisfying the both of us. He slid his hands up my back and to my bra clasp. He kissed my body up and down, and that was the end of it. I got up from his lap and strutted to wear he set the shirt down and slipped it over my head. "Goodnight, Ian," I said biting my lip. "And goodnight to you too, Jessica."

I woke up thinking I was just dreaming. I honestly hope I wasn't. I walked out of the guest room and tried to find Ian. He was in his room sleeping, so I thought I should suprise him. I yanked off his blankets and hollered for him to wake up with a huge smile and tons of giggles. He opened his eyes and when he realized it was me, he smiled. I smiled back and said, "Com on! You gotta get me some food!" He got up with a groan and walked over to his dresser and pulled on a pair of jeans."What do you want, doll?" he asked with a smirk on his face. I pointed to a box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and said, "I want that," like a little child. He smiled and passed me the box with a bowl and some milk. I couldn't help but think about how hot he was without a shirt and in just jeans. I bit my lip, and I think he noticed, because he smirked and started to approach me. He ran his hand through my hair, and kissed my forehead. "You look very sexy when you bite your lip," he whispered in my ear.  And then I took advantage of him.

I trailed to his room, making sure he was seduced by the way I walked. Then I was pushed up against the wall, as he kissed me roughly. Then he trailed his warm kisses down to my neck and across my collar bone. He stopped at my soft spot when I let out a moan. He ran his tongue across it, and sucked on it. I could feel the love bite start to form, and it felt so good. He pulled off the shirt I had on, revealing my breasts. I braced myself between him and the wall as I wrapped my legs around his waist. He backed up towards the bed and kept me on him. I started to roll my hips, as we kissed. He moaned as grinded on him harder. Then he slid his hands down to my hips and stopped me. He flipped us over, and got in between my legs. I let him kiss my neck more, as he ran his hand up my thigh. His finger traced my panty line on the inside of my thigh. I whimpered to show him how much I craved his touch. Ian slid his hand into my panties and rubbed me. I let out a loud moan as he pushed a finger inside of me.

"Do you like that??" He growled. I nodded. He quickly slipped another finger inside me and pushed them in and out faster. I almost screamed when I felt my insides swell, then juices flowed out of me. Ian ripped off his boxers and slid his hard, long, length inside me. As he thrust in and out, I moaned his name. He smiled, and went faster and harder. He pulled out after his seed bursted into me. For the rest of the morning he laid by my side, and held me tight.