stay away

Part 13

Jughead pov

I don't like the way this Bret guy is literally devouring Betty with his eyes and why does this guy keep showing up around her? She shouldn't have anything to do with someone who obviously just wants sex. She shouldn't have anything to do with me either but that's a topic for another day.

"Betty what is he doing here? Is he bothering you?" this little arrogant ass asked her and glared at me angrily. He's a complete joke, does he really think he has the slightest chance against me, no matter in which way?

"No Bret he doesn't and I don't know myself what he wants here. Give me a few minutes because I have to put on a clean shirt before we go to work. Do you want to come in or wait outside?"

"I'll wait outside, hurry up." he answered and looked at me condescendingly and I only smiled tiredly. I should teach him some manners sometime. When Betty closed the door, she passed me wordlessly and stormed into another room that I suspected was her room. For a moment I thought about whether I should run after her or just sit down with the others in the living room again. My curiosity and the question of what her room would look like prevailed and I followed her into the room at the end of the hall. I quietly opened the door, which to my delight was not locked, and was rewarded with a sight that brought back all my memories of our night together. Betty had taken off her dirty shirt and was now standing in front of her closet, dressed only in pants and bra, probably looking for something new to wear. The white lacy bra complimented her breasts perfectly and made it uncomfortably tight in my pants.

Since that night with her in my office, I hadn't had sex with anybody because I never had the desire with anyone but her. I quietly closed the door and only then did she realize that she was no longer alone.

"JUGHEAD? What the hell, get out." she yelled at me and threw her shirt, stained with coffee, at me. With ease I caught it, put it on the drawer next to me and approached Betty, who, out of protection and I suspected shame, crossed her arms in front of her chest to keep her safe from my gaze, but all that happened was that they started to spill out at the top, creating a beautiful picture.

"Jughead please go out." she repeated now a little softer but still angry and without looking at me. The next moment she turned away from me and I saw her back, on which I immediately noticed small scars that disfigured her beautiful skin. I closed the gap between us and stood only a few inches away from her. In the mirror that was placed next to her closet our eyes met and we made eye contact for a few seconds which was so intense that I thought she would break me. Her green eyes shone like the rainforest and threatened to swallow me.

My gaze wandered over her back again and with my finger I stroked over the old scars that spread all over her skin.

"Who did this to you, Betty?" I whispered carefully to not scare her off. I wanted to know who hurt her so badly that she was reminded of it years later.

"No one. I just had a vivid childhood." she didn't respond convincingly while her eyes were fixed on the floor. She had a secret and I was willing to decipher it.

"You can't fool me, I recognize scars caused by violence when I see them."

"Please Jug I don't want to talk about it. Let's rather talk about the fact that I'm standing here half naked and you just invade my privacy?" she changed the subject while finally looking at me in the mirror. I felt that I couldn't get her to tell me what really happened, so I changed the mood by taking her crossed arms and certainly gently removing them from her breast. After her chest was clear again, I stroked my fingers from her neck to the base of her breasts, giving her a slight shiver.

"I came here out of curiosity but now I'm here for a completely different reason." I whispered seductively in her ear while my hands moved to her shoulder and played with the straps of her bra. I let both of them slide over her shoulder at the same time, so that they were now hanging loosely down her arms, revealing another part of her breasts, but still not everything.

"Jug..." she gasped as her eyes grew bigger and bigger, but she didn't resist my touch.

"Shh...Betty don't say anything." I ordered and pushed her head a little bit to the side with my left hand to give me better access while my right hand freed her breasts from the rest of the fabric so that they were now fully exposed and her nipples became erect due to the fresh air and excitement. My cock instantly went rock hard and wanted to dive deep into her but at that moment it wasn't about me but about her. I wanted to show her what a beautiful woman was.

"Hmm... look at this. So plump, so beautiful, your whole body is pure sex. I have never seen anything as beautiful as you." I whispered into her ear and started nibbling on her earlobe and she rewarded me with a moan. My tongue moved down her throat and immediately I spread kisses and hickeys on her flawless skin while my hands massaged her breasts.

"JUGHEAD" she screamed a bit too loud and I was almost sure that you could hear her in the living room, so I put one hand on her mouth to muffle her sounds.

"I love it when you moan my name but we are not alone and I don't think the others should know what fun we are having." I said amused, took my hand off her mouth again and let it slide towards her pants. Betty gasped again and at first I thought she was going to take my hand away but then I noticed how she helped me open her pants and from then on I felt her desire for redemption. "Someone is impatient, baby." I smiled in the next kiss I gave her on her neck and she immediately had her hand on the bulge in my pants.

"FUCK Betts, as much as I like your hand there, now it's all about you. Just focus on you." I took her hand and put it to the back of my head where her fingers instantly clawed into my hair as I was already stimulating her clit with my thumb. I felt her already shaking under my touch and knew she wouldn't last long, so I let two of my fingers slide into her and started to build up her orgasm. At that moment I didn't care about my own satisfaction because all I needed was to see her melt under me.

Her climax flooded her and again caused her to moan loudly my name, which I muffled with my hand. I felt her knees getting weak, held her tight so she wouldn't lose her balance and with a slow movement I pulled my fingers from her center and was about to taste her juice when she took my hand and licked the fingers, that were just inside her, clean. Shocked, I realized that maybe she wasn't that innocent. She turned around, closed her pants and looked up at me through her eyelashes while a smirk was on her face.

"Thanks Jug, I would love to go on and help you with your obvious problem in your pants but work calls. Hopefully I can return the favor." she said while biting her lip and kissing me on the cheek, she randomly took a shirt from the closet and left the room. It was bold of her to leave me standing here but it also made her very sexy. Without telling the others, I left the apartment and got into my car to drive home to avoid the questions that my friends would have asked me.

Arriving at the Whyte Wyrm I lay down on my bed, took out my cell phone and typed a message for Betty.

-I hope you return the favor soon, I'm about to explode.­

Not even 5 minutes later her answer came.

-I think of nothing else.-

Oh, Betty, you'll be the death of me.