Femme Fatale.

25

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She studies her for several moments.
What a dammed lovely girl!
Not in the accepted sense of beauty,yes but there is look about her that is uniquely original. It can attract anyone to her.
Lucky roams her eyes admiringly about her slender loveliness. She has become rounder and softer in the month she's been here. Her firm, healthy flesh is a lovely dark in the setting sun's orange glow.
Her breasts high and pert are on the clear as the top clings to her sweaty skin. The warmth of Lucky's glance caresses Carla's tiny waist and the curve of her narrow hips.
With the caution of a hunter,she approaches Carla who tosses her head back in laughter, reacting to some old jest from her bestie,Mercy.
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Songs for the chapter:
Should've Kissed You - Chris Brown
I Wanna Know - Alesso ft Nico & Vinz
Love On The Brain - Rihanna

LUCKY:
"Where did you spring from?" Carla asks,the smile on her face dropping and a scowl takes its place.

"You should work on your vocabulary, Carla. That seems to be the only phrase you use or perhaps you're a fluent one but my presence enchants you beyond speech?" I tease her,moving my hand to touch her.
She tosses her head,moving back to avoid my caressing hand.

"Stuff the hockey sticks in the damn store and leave lasses. There's no show for you here.!" I use my authority as Captain of the hockey team and they all saunter away except Carla who pretends to frown like her undies are not soaked thoroughly by just my lazy gaze over her see through T-shirt!

Cute,little slut.

"Come here,now my love. We are all alone but for the chirping birds." I say to her cold expressionless face.

"Not before you tell me what you're up to. Why you creep about me, suffocating me with your presence...and be quick about it if you please I have to do...."

"You may do exactly as you please, Carla, you know that. We have no claim on one another and if you should decide to go now I won't try to stop you, but really, this is very pleasant, don't you think? We are asking nothing except that we enjoy each other's company. Companions in search of a little diversion..."

"A bit more than that,I would say. You're barely out of my sight and your "hands on" training is noticeable even to a blind eye!"

"But has it not been fun, Carla?"

"Yes, I can't deny but..."

"Then why should you want it to end?"

"I don't, but where's it to go?"

"Must it go anywhere? Can we not merely carry on like this until we have both had enough of it and when that day comes say goodbye without acrimony?"

"But why me?"

"Why not? You are an extremely attractive lass. Your petite body is so irresistible, arousing, erotic in every possible way. Oh and look,you are getting  lovelier with each day that passes. Look at that delightfully rounded breast. Why,last month it was scarcely noticeable and look at it now...yes I will look at it now and perhaps a little taste..."

"Will you be serious for a moment,Lax? I don't know what to make of this conversation, nor of you " Carla's expression is mutinous, uncertain, and it makes me smile. She might after all have a feeling for me in that stubborn breast of hers.

She looks at me with a frown on her face,her mind clouded, ready to believe the worst of me. Her eyes are bright and moist as she clings to her composure. It is all very well for me, her defiant expression says, but what is to happen to her, sweet Carla, when this enjoyable game I am playing becomes no longer so diverting?

"When you've had enough of me what will you do with me then?" She demands to know,not humbly, not even caring. "You will be done with school soon and I'll be here for three long years. Do you expect me to land on another...lover...when you're done with me...?"

"Good God, lass. Drop this senseless argument already! Are you never bloody satisfied? Must you see insult even when none is intended?" I realise I've burnt the last bridge -extinguished the last ray of hope - of winning her heart with my not so well thought words, as she flinches. She turns around, drops her hockey stick with all her angered might and moves about to walk away but I block her path.

It is about seven in the evening now and the darkness is slowly setting on us so perhaps we could slip behind the store and snatch a kiss.

But a kiss is never enough.

My passion for her is at it's highest peak, flaring badly from my control and when we slip behind the store my kisses become deeper,stronger, my hands more and more unrestrained. I feel as though I have been thrown into a pool,a pool of lovely warm water in which I am drowning.

I could hear Carla's voice hushed,her breathing rugged and a soulful moan escapes her throat. Her back is to the cold stone wall and I lean against her so that she is completely enclosed,our limbs trembling and blending with one another. Her eyes are glazed as I move closer and closer to her, holding her body with my hands. My hands find their way down to her sport shorts and I pull them down, easing them between our bodies till they reach her knees. My fingers find her underpants and I push them down, caressing the slim curve of her hips.

"Here?" Carla asks breathlessly, probably hoping to keep the situation carelessly light whilst she escapes me but I pull her into my arms and my lips part hers, hard and demanding as my passion for her outstrips caution.

"It's been days,you avoid me!" I say thickly,my voice hoarse as my mouth travels over her neck,a kiss, a little bite then my tongue sweeps over; sending trembling signals down her body. She lifts herself against me now,her soft body ready  and eager.

"Lax...please..." Carla mumbles again though I do not know whether she is pleading me to go on or stop. I push her harder against the wall and part her legs as I go down on her.

She wants it as much as I do,this lunacy.

To hell with please. I reach roughly for her wet bud and I shove a finger in her,circling her cunt then I start to pump as fast as humanly possible. I hear a  voice coming and I shove another finger,my other hand working tiny circles over the bean of her womanhood. Carla trembles with excitement in quick orgasm.

"We'll do that again. Soon. Someone's coming!" I help her dress rapidly, laughing and ready to forgive her of her initial reluctance.

"Slip out, tonight." I kiss her lips.

"What? Don't be daft,I could be caught!"

"Don't care. Back door,I'll be waiting." I kiss her again and she smiles her exquisite smile,smoothing down her shorts, a glimpse of uncertainty in her eyes.