Hostile Hookup

Friends and Benefits

Chapter 9

The Hostile Hookup

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Friends and Benefits

He leaned in again, stopping when his lips were just a breath against her own.

"We'll see about that." He muttered his tone low and rough.

Before closing off the distance and claiming her lips for his own.

Heather's eyes widened at the boldness of his action (though why she was surprised she really had no clue). He shoved his lips roughly against her own, and she jumped slightly when he pushed his tongue past her lips to move tantalizingly against her own. He was deliberate and persisting and in a matter of seconds her body began to feel weak and warm. She gave her hands a small and futile pull, making a small sound in the back of her throat her defenses failing quickly.

Where on earth did he learn to kiss like this!?

Eyes slowly closing she found herself giving in to the fervent kiss going up against Duncan's rough advances.

It was bruising, and furious and slightly frustrating, in a way, that left no room for sweet affections.

How long had it been now, that they had been at each other's throat? How long had it been when there wasn't a moment in their arguments or any of their conflicts when their wasn't this unbearable straining!? A horrible tension that had only begun to grow with Duncan's sudden appearance into Heather's life! How long had this insufferable tension been there threatening to swallow them whole?

Duncan was completely intoxicated by the girl withering underneath him. He should have done this a long time ago! As their tongues clashed, he found that Heather was just as fierce for dominance as him. He gave her lower lip a sharp bit which rewarded him with a slight recoil and an upset squeak. He felt a sense of amusement at the girly sound, very uncommon for Heather.

She should tell him off, really, she should. But then again...she should have done that a long time ago... And it was getting very hard to think straight with him moving his thumb in slow circles against her inner thigh...

So you must understand, it really wasn't her fault for what she did next. She wasn't thinking straight! She wasn't in her right state of mind when she suddenly arched herself against him sensuously losing herself further into the kiss.

The unexpected action caused Duncan to take in a sharp breath his entire body going rigid as for one agonizing moment chest, stomach, and hips...were pushed flushed against one another. There was a loud moan but whether it was from him or from Heather he couldn't tell.

Their lips then parted leaving them both breathless and flushed.

Duncan closed his eyes biting his bottom lip trying to ignore the dull ache in his lower regions which Heather had brought painfully to his attention.

Through half hooded eyes Heather watched him closely very aware of how quickly she was losing hold of the situation. Well...considering she ever had control in the first place.

Anger. That's what she needed, she needed to be angry.

Her eyes narrowed, "Duncan," she seethed still breathing unsteadily, "You...you..."

But her next words were lost to her when Duncan reopened his eyes pinning her with a dark and hazy gaze.

For a moment their eyes locked, dark blue clashing with steely gray, and suddenly the room was far too hot.