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Flattery will get you everywhwere (Drum X Charmed)
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Charmed said:note from Samantha Leeson to her friend/classmate Allison Wilson: 6-1-09-
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Ally,
OMG! Are you still awake? Talk about b-o-r-i-n-g!! Who gives a shit about the Civil War??? But Prof. Daniels is soo hot that it almost doesn't matter- and did you see his ass in those pants? It took everything I had not to grab a hold of those firm, round cheeks when he walked by my desk!! You know I heard he broke up with his girlfriend recently right? ( I heard the nurse and the office ladies talking about it when I left the office this morning!) They all have the hots for him!! lol Like he'd really ever go for one those old crows anyway! Anyway, are we still on for tonight? Wait til you see what I'm wearing! HAUTE! I'll call you when I get to my room, I suddenly feel the need for some tutoring.......
Sam
Sam slipped the folded note to her best friend Allison who sat directly behind her and then looked at the clock that was mounted on the wall above the classroom door. Ugh! 13 more minutes... she thought as she sighed with impatience. With nothing better to do she doodled on her notebook writing her name in elaborate curly-q's and drawing hearts with arrows through them. Every so often, she'd lift her midnight blue eyes and watch Professor Daniels until he'd eventually feel the weight of her stare and then as soon as he looked up, she'd look away.
Finally, the bell rang. School was now out for the highly anticipated 3 day Memorial Day weekend. As the rest of the class raced out in a mad dash, Sam took her time gathering her things, putting them neatly into her backpack as if she had all the time in the world. When the room was empty of everyone but her and Professor Daniels, she stood, and with her backpack slung casually over her shoulder, walked straight to his desk.
"Professor Daniels?" she said in her ultra feminine tone of voice, " I need to sign up for tutoring and I'm afraid I'm going to need alotof extra help."
James looked up from the work his hands were busying themselves with, shuffling papers into his briefcase, when he heard his name. He listened politely to Sam's request for tutoring. The tone she delivered it in was a little ridiculous and transparent. She wasn't the first student to try and flirt with him, but most of them were much more shy in their approach. He was a little concerned at how bold Samantha was becoming. He certainly didn't want the content of her comments to become as overt as her manner, especially in a situation like this where there were no witnesses.
"Ah, Miss Leeson, I hope you aren't requesting this simply because you're behind on your reading. I don't make a habit of doing the work for my students," he began with all the professional authority he could put in his voice, attempting to change the tenor of the conversation. "Let me check my schedule and get back with you after the break," he continued without much pause, attempting to deflect and put her off a little. "Are you primarily concerned with getting support for your final or for the term paper, which I assigned three weeks ago?" He knew the girl's grades well enough to know that she was pretty well set for a solid B. It was unlikely that she'd fall to a C, and it wouldn't be hard for her to push to an A, if she applied herself. Since she rarely paid attention in class, he was more than a little suspicious that she had some sort of ulterior motive. Her looks alone were enough to concern him; she was exactly that sort of very attractive girl that could jeopardize a teacher's career through sheer force of rumors and suggestion.
He watched her consider how to answer his question and added, "I might also say, Miss Leeson, that if you spent a little less time in detention, it might be a bit easier for you to stay ahead."
Charmed said:"Are you primarily concerned with getting support for your final or for the term paper, which I assigned three weeks ago?"
Sam was almost offended at his assumption that she'd not already been working on her term paper, the truth was she had already finished it. Her grades were solid enough that even if she skipped the final exam she'd still be o.k. passing the class, but she was the one requesting extra help here, so she had better come up with something..quick.
" Umm, well...actually" she mumbled as she twirled her long blond hair between her fingers, a nervous habit she'd had since she was a child, " It's all this Civil war stuff.... it's just so....so confusing" She hoped that didn't sound as much like the absolute bullshit that it really was.
"I might also say, Miss Leeson, that if you spent a little less time in detention, it might be a bit easier for you to stay ahead."
Her response to that came out a little more defensive sounding than she'd intended, " Ugh! I'm not in detention that much, Mr. Daniels! Besides, where's the fun in life if you never risk just a little bit of trouble sometimes..?"
Damn! This wasn't going at all like she'd hoped- probably because they were on campus and he'd be worried and paranoid of someone "getting the wrong idea", if only she could run into him outside of school
He almost snorted a little when she said "a little bit of trouble". He knew Sam had a talent for getting into things. She had very nearly been expelled once, if he recalled correctly. Still, he perked up in spite of himself when she said she needed to study more of the Civil War. He wasn't sure if bringing up that subject had been a deliberate tactic of hers, or just the first thing she thought of to get some tutoring. Well, if she was expecting some sort of flirting session, he had every intention of disappointing her. His brain was already working on discussions about Longstreet, Lee and Lincoln.
He sighed audibly then answered her request, ignoring her complaining arguments that she didn't get into that much trouble, "Alright, Miss Leeson, I'll check my schedule, but I know I've got some time on most evenings after classes. We'll work around your schedule." He looked down into her face, meeting her eyes, trying to be the intimidating authority figure. He was doing all he could to avoid any playful answers from her for his next simple question. "Is there anything else you needed, Miss Leeson?" he asked her, hoping she would let him get on with his own weekend plans. He was in serious need of an end of the week martini of some sort.
Charmed said:With a smile and a quick swipe of her clear, glossed lips with the tip of her pink tongue, she shook her head, " No, I guess that's all...for now." She shifted her backpack more securely on her shoulder causing her large, firm breasts to bounce beneath her cleavage showing white oxford style shirt. " Thanks Mr. Daniels.... see ya around.." she said with a wink as she headed out the door.
Later that night, around midnight..
Sam shimmied her slender body down the garden trellis beneath her dorm room window while Ally eagerly waited for her just a few yards away. They lived in seperate dorm buildings that were seperated by a large parking lot where both she and Ally's cars were parked. Unfortunately, since it was past curfew, there was no way to get a car out past Henry, the rent -a- cop who stood guard in a small gatehouse at the only entrance/exit to the lot. But, luckily, they didn't need a car to get to the new bar they were headed to as it was only a few blocks away.
" Wow!! You look great!" Ally told her as they headed south toward Main street. "Thanks, this is that new skirt I was telling you about" she did a little twirl to show off the black mini skirt that showed off her lean, tanned legs and the platinum silver mesh, scoop neck top that showed a tantalizing amount of cleavage. " And , you're looking hot in that red dress, we're going to have guys falling all over us tonight!" Sam said and they laughed as they continued on their way.
Their fake ID's worked perfectly as they showed them to the bouncer outside of "The Oasis" and were let inside the newly opened bar without incident. The dancefloor was packed with people dancing to a mix of the latest rock, alternative and hip hop hits and those who weren't were lined up at the modern looking s-shaped bar. After she and Ally found a couple empty spaces at the bar, they ordered their drinks- an apple martini for her and a vodka sour for Ally.
He watched as Sam flirtatiously licked her lips and adjusted herself, quite aware of the show her young breasts were making of themselves. He was hardly an ogling teenage boy, however; his eyes never left hers as his peripheral vision took in her chest. He was surprised when she winked at him, though he supposed he shouldn't be by this time. She really was an unbelievable flirt. He really needed to talk to her about it, he thought, but on the other hand, she (or someone else) might very well get the wrong idea if he even brought the subject up. He shook his head as she finally exited his classroom. Crazy girl, he thought to himself, as he gathered up the rest of his papers and books. This weekend felt long overdue, and he was ready to get it started as soon as possible.
11:45 p.m.
James was starting to contemplate leaving the club. His buddy Gus had suggested they hit a club that was oddly close to the school called "The Oasis". He wondered at first why he'd never noticed the place or come by himself. Of course, then he had seen the place and realized why. It was obviously geared at the twenty-somethings in the area, very trendy. He probably had noticed it but never really bothered to go in. Gus, on the other hand, seemed to be in a mood lately to hit on a younger class of girl. He was off with one of them right now on the dancefloor. The initial two Smirnoff martinis helped James relax at first, but the four 'wingman' conversations he had with half-drunk, idiotic college girls so that Gus could go flirt with their friends had kind of counteracted the alcohol. He had switched to one bottle of very light beer at about 11:00 to try to take the edge off of his buzz. He was contemplating heading over O'Mally's pub for some actual relaxation, and he had needed about an hour to feel safe enough to drive. He had just managed to say good night to the 'best friend' of Gus' current dance partner when he saw them walk in the door.
Their outfits were skimpier than anything he'd ever seen on them, and the makeup was heavier, but he still recognized them both instantly. It was Sam Leeson and that friend of hers, Allison Wilson. His first reaction was to be furious. 'I don't get into that much trouble, Mr. Daniels', or whatever she had said to him earlier today. Yeah, right. He started to march over to them, but stopped. This was going to involve a bunch of paper work and headaches for him, and he really just wasn't in the mood for this nonsense. He stepped back, walking towards the bar and grabbing a napkin. He quickly wrote out a note, 'meet me in the corner booth next to the restrooms in 5 minutes -Prof. D'. He folded it into his hand and moved around to where Sam could see his face, but Allison couldn't. He knew she had to be the ringleader. As soon as he caught her eye, he lifted the note up towards her, letting her stare it for a long moment, and then set it down on the corner of the bar where she could see. Then he turned and walked to the other side of the club, occupying the booth he had referred to in the note.
Charmed said:Her blue eyes widened at the sight of Professor Daniels standing at the other end of the crowded bar with a slip of paper, or a napkin?, between his fingers which he made obvious was meant for her. OHmygod! she thought as she hurried over, passing a group of drunk college jocks who called out "Hey baby, whats the rush? Come sit on my lap, doll" while trying to grab and paw her as she quickly grabbed the folded napkin and read it:She headed back to her seat only to find it occupied by a dark haired guy who was whispering in Ally's ear. "Uh, excuse me...Ally?" Apparantly the few seconds she'd left her friend alone was all the time it took for some guy to move in. He is cute she thought as she pulled Ally aside and explained what had happened. "I'll be right back, do not leave!!" Sam said and then turned on her strappy little heel and headed for her hot professor.'meet me in the corner booth next to the restrooms in 5 minutes -Prof. D'
As she excitedly approached the booth where he waited for her, her steps faltered at the look in his usually calm and serene eyes as he took her in from head to toe. Gone was the easy going, laid back professor she was used to, replaced by an extremely intense looking man, with hunger shining in his eyes.
" Mr. Daniels...?" she said hesitantly, as the smile on her face slowly faded away...
The outfit she was wearing made it difficult to keep his mind from wandering in an inappropriate direction. His eyes had undressed her before he even had a chance to realize what he was doing. He cleared his throat to answer her. "Sit down, Miss Le..." he began, then stopped and restarted after taking a glance around, "Sit down, Samantha."
He looked around the room as she slid into the booth to ensure that no one was watching or listening in. Then he leaned in to talk low and quietly. He pushed aside his own lust, which was annoyingly active at the moment. "Are the two of you out of your damn minds?" he began, his voice just loud enough to be heard over the music. "I mean, besides the fact that I should be marching you both to your dorm mothers and starting on the paperwork to suspend you both for a month with a letter to your parents, this is flat out dangerous! There are men here, like my idiotic friend dancing with the sorority girl over there, who are not at all above getting a girl like you drunk and then more or less forcing themselves on you."
He stared at her for a moment and tried to convince himself that he wasn't one of the men he was describing. Sam was making it terribly difficult not to want to take advantage of her. He was certain he wasn't hiding it nearly as well as he should, but he tried to keep his composure.
Charmed said:Sam's uncertainty fled almost immediately after he started talking. She fought to hide a grin, He was worried about her! Obviously because he thought she looked hot...this was great!!
" Oh, Professor Daniels....you don't have to worry about me..really, I'm a big girl...no, I'm a woman who can take care of herself"
She sat up a bit straighter and leaned closer to him, the slight scent of his cologne made her mouth water and she wanted to stick her face in the crook of his neck and nibble there, then work her way up to his earlobe.....
The feel of someone tapping on her shoulder brought her attention back from her fantasy, it was Ally- " Hey Sam, Hey Professor D.." she said as she looked knowingly at Sam, " I'm going to get a ride home from Mike here, that cool with you?" her look told her that it better damn well be cool....which made Sam smile as she nodded her head at the couple " Sure, I'll just catch a ride home from Professor Daniels...." she then looked at him expectantly, the challenge glaring in her eyes....
He looked from one of them to the other, his mouth slightly agape. They seriously expected him to just let Ally walk out, alone, with some guy... and to let Sam try to... Well, who knows what she had in mind? They really had lost their minds. He wasn't sure (or more likely he wasn't admitting to himself) what he had been planning to do when he had pulled Sam off to the side like this, by herself, but they had just pushed him over the line. Everything suddenly became very clear. This was most definitely not going to go down the way the two of them were playing it. He would never be able to control them in school again if he did, not to mention there was a good chance they'd tell all their little friends what Professor Daniels had let them get away with and their own version of why he let it go. His face changed in a millisecond as all this ran through his head. His expression said clearly that play time was over.
"I've got a much better idea. How about I drive both of you back to your dorm mothers right this instant, and we decide whether or not the two of you are expelled on Tuesday when classes resume?" he said, more as a scolding statement than any kind of question. "Both of you, outside, now," he said sternly and stood up from the booth. He started walking towards the door, not even questioning whether they would follow him or not. His mind was still racing almost as fast as his heart. He was forming a plan now, but he really didn't know whether or not he had the guts to go through with it.
Charmed said:Sam's breath caught in her throat as she and Ally turned to each other- both wide-eyed and too nervous to reply in anyway other than "Yes, Mr. Daniels" as they both stood, in a side by side formation, as if they were in school..instead of a club and followed him to the door.
On the way, Ally looked back at Mark, who not surprisingly had already moved on to another more available tart in a white dress, " What a jerk! He was soo hot too! Do you really think he's going to turn us in, Sam?" she mumbled only loud enough for Sam to hear her. Sam only shrugged in response, her thoughts and full attention focused on the man they followed- the man who she was more determined now than ever to seduce.....
Gus happened to be somewhat in the path to the door that James had chosen. When he saw the Professor and the two girls behind him he called out loudly, "Sweet James, two of 'em! You're doin' better than I am, bud!" Professor Daniels rolled his eyes heavily at his drunk friend knowing the girls had probably heard that remark, which meant he had to respond to it. "Not in the mood for the usual nonsense, Gus. These two are my students and they're going straight back to the dorms. I'll talk to you later," he said and walked onto the door, opening it and staring down Ally and Sam as he held it open for them.
He walked them to his car and as Sam tried to walk around to ride in the front seat with him, he cut her off. "Oh no, Miss Leeson. Both of you get in the back," he said and held open the door to the back seat. He was completely silent on the short drive back to the school until they got to the gate. He stopped and rolled down his window to talk to the security guard, who greeted him, knowing him by sight. "Caught both of them sneaking out, Jonesy. I'm going to drop them off at their dorms and let the dorm mom's handle them," he explained simply. The guard waved him through with a disapproving look at the two girls in his back seat.
It was probably a little odd to the girls, as Ally's dorm was much further than Sam's (they had to pass her's on the way), but he drove straight to the front door of Ally's dorm. He put the car in park and turned around to face the back seat, his face still set in threatening stone. "Now listen to me, both of you, because this offer expires immediately if you try to argue or negotiate with me," he began, "I don't want to fill out the paperwork and make the appearances before the board of directors any more than you two want to be sent home to your parents with this on your records. I'm assuming that since you snuck out, you have a way back in. Sneak back in, don't get caught, and don't ever let me even hear about you two trying anything like this again. If you get out and do what I'm telling you to, that will be the end of this. You're up first, Miss Wilson. What's it going to be?"
Charmed said:"Not in the mood for the usual nonsense, Gus. These two are my students and they're going straight back to the dorms. I'll talk to you later,
Sam wondered what usual nonsense Mr.Daniels referred to... Hmmm, very interesting she thought as she and Ally preceded him out the door.
he said as she just naturally went for the front seat. She huffed loudly and rolled her eyes in what she knew was a childish display of her displeasure. But without a word, she obediantly got in the back seat next to Ally."Oh no, Miss Leeson. Both of you get in the back,"
The drive back was unpleasantly silent as she and Ally shared worried glances. Then when they drove up to Ally's dorm building first and Mr. Daniels proceeded to inform Jones, the night security guard who was known for ratting out students for much lesser offenses, about the nights activities- they both knew he wasn't bluffing. Yet, the words that came out of his mouth next proved that assumption was not entirely accurate,
"Now listen to me, both of you, because this offer expires immediately if you try to argue or negotiate with me," he began, "I don't want to fill out the paperwork and make the appearances before the board of directors any more than you two want to be sent home to your parents with this on your records. I'm assuming that since you snuck out, you have a way back in. Sneak back in, don't get caught, and don't ever let me even hear about you two trying anything like this again. If you get out and do what I'm telling you to, that will be the end of this. You're up first, Miss Wilson. What's it going to be?"
They both stared at him as if he'd just sprouted horns from his forehead. It was Ally who recovered first as she quickly agreed to his generous offer. "Yessir, Professor D!" she said as she got out and then quietly shut the door. Then as if afraid he'd change his mind, she turned and hauled ass to the back of the building where she'd sneak back in the way she came out.
Sam stared after her until she disappeared before turning back and meeting his gaze in the rearview mirror. A chill raced across her spine at the look in his eyes- it was very similar to the heated stare he'd given her at the club and she wondered if it was because he wanted to throttle her or something else entirely..
He had been quite pleased to note that both of them looked quite worried over exactly what their future was going to hold on the drive over. It had exactly the effect he was hoping for. Ally didn't waste any time accepting what she obviously thought was a fairly generous offer.
As Ally retreated into the dark, James noticed Sam locking eyes with him in the rear view mirror and looked away. He wasn't quite ready to pull the trigger on his idea yet. He needed a second to catch his breath, so he put the car in drive and slowly drove back to Sam's dorm. His heart was hammering in his chest as he thought about what he really wanted. It was crazy, and it was dangerous. He could easily be risking his entire career, not to mention his freedom as Sam wasn't 18 quite yet. Could he really bring himself to give her this little speech he was planning without shaking? With a teasing flirt like her, any sign of nervousness would end up getting used against him either now or in the future.
As they pulled up beside her dorm, he put the car in park. Before she had a chance to reach for the handle to the door, he spoke up. "Just a moment, Miss Leeson," he began, swallowing a lump in his throat quickly. He took a deep breath in through his nose and turned full around to look her right in the eyes, letting every bit of testosterone driven lust and frustration show in a deeply serious look. He hadn't noticed her get a chill earlier from this sort of look, but he hadn't been trying to give her one either. This time he definitely was. She thought she wanted his desire focused on her, fine. He was going to show her exactly how strong, and dangerous in his opinion, that looked.
"Your offer is a little bit different from your little friend's. If you think I haven't noticed all your ridiculous flirting in and out of my classroom, you're quite wrong, but as I tried to tell you earlier tonight, you have no idea what you're playing at. Men's desires can be very dangerous," he said and then paused. He let his eyes walk purposely over her body, really allowing himself to violate her body with his eyes for the first time. Then he brought his eyes, which were now positively smoldering, back up to hers and continued, "Well, Miss Leeson... no... Sam, here's your chance to see whether or not you'd really like being the object of my interest. I'm inviting you over to my place for a drink, right now. If you accept, you're going to get down into the floorboard of the backseat there, curl up, and throw my jacket over yourself so that Jones doesn't notice you on our way out. If not, get out and take the same deal as Miss Wilson. But whatever you choose, Sam, I don't want to see you or hear you flirt with me again in school, is that clear?"
Charmed said:It took Sam a minute to fully digest his words. Holy Shit! Is he serious? she thought, her blue eyes wide in astonishment. It didn't however, take her long to answer him, " Yes, you've made yourself very clear, Mr.Daniels"
Then with a nod of her head and not another word spoken, she crawled down to the floorboard, which was free from any clutter, and curled her lithe body into a ball and waited for him to cover her up with his jacket......
He returned her nod and turned around into the front seat, grinning to himself. He grabbed his sports coat out of the passenger's seat and turned back around to fling it over her. He tugged it down a little to cover her feet , which left her face from her nose up exposed, but would be good enough to keep her out of site of the gate guard. Feeling a little thrill, he put the car into drive. He had one of his female students hidden in his back seat, and he was smuggling her out for all sorts of possible depravity after hours. It was more than a little exhilarating. He stopped at the gate to talk to Jones again. "I just let them off with a warning tonight, Jones. If you recognize either of them acting up again, I'd appreciate it if you'd tell me first so I can be far less lenient next time," he said and then gave the man a nod. The guard didn't really even take a second look at the Professor, returning to reading his book.
James drove two blocks from the school before saying anything. Then he said over his shoulder, "Alright Sam, the coast is clear. You can hop up here in the front seat." He kept his eyes on the road and wore a bemused smile that he couldn't seem to wipe off.
Charmed said:"Alright Sam, the coast is clear. You can hop up here in the front seat."
Sam immediately tossed his jacket off onto the back seat and sat back up while she worried over her hair and patted out the wrinkles in her clothes. The fact that they were driving had no effect on her nimble climb between the seats. Nor did the short skirt that rode up high on her thighs, exposing a flash of the silky black thong she wore underneath, slow her down.
Once she had buckled herself in, she turned in her seat and looked at him. She admired his profile until he sensed her stare and glanced over at her. Surprisingly, she wasn't as nervous as she thought she'd be- instead, her body hummed with excitement and anticipation -even despite the tension she could practically feel emanating off him in waves.
" What's wrong, Mr. Daniels? Are you nervous ?" she asked with a slight grin on her face. She felt suddenly emboldened and wanted to test the new boundaries between them. And yet, underneath her inflated sense of bravado, she felt like a thousand butterflies had just taken flight inside her stomach.
He put his hand over his mouth to stifle a chuckle as he watched her tease her hair and smooth out her clothes in the rear view mirror. It was kind of flattering in a way. Of course, then she practically flashed him as she came over the console. Still, he couldn't prevent having the reaction that she probably intended for him to have to the view she gave him. He adjusted himself in the driver's seat to relieve the newfound pressure in his slacks, which were already feeling a bit tight from the excitement inherent to the current situation.
He heard her buckle herself in and then caught a glimpse of her staring at him out of the corner of his eye. He turned to look back at her. She didn't look nearly as nervous or intimidated as he thought she ought to. To top it off, she then asked him, in that ridiculously girlsh teasing voice, if he was nervous. James then noticed that he was shaking just a tad from a potent dose of adrenaline coursing through his veins and that his muscles were taut with anticipation. He willed himself to relax a little.
"Has anyone ever told you that you're an intolerable tease, Samantha?" he asked her with a little mock disapproval in his tone. "And stop it with the Mr. Daniels or Professor bit. Call me James, or," he grinned and turned his eyes back to the road, "if the situation calls for it 'Sir' will work."
Charmed said:"Has anyone ever told you that you're an intolerable tease, Samantha?"
" Well, no..of course not Mr.Da...err, I mean James she smiled coquettishly, " I don't flirt with just anyone ya know.." she had decided to forego commenting on his "Sir" comment..until later, after she'd had time to think about it. It did however, make her realize that there just might be a whole lot more to him than she'd ever imagined. And being the adventurous type she was, she couldn't wait to discover everything her "goody-goody" professor had to hide.
" Ya know, tonight wasn't the first time.." she stopped in an overly dramatic pause, her eyes wandering over him, ensuring she had his attention. " Ally and I...being at a club like that one." she finished at his curious look. She had a thick strand of her long hair twirled between her slender fingers- yet it wasn't an action caused by nervousness but a subtle attempt from an inexperienced girl trying desperately to appear seductive.
I don't flirt with just anyone ya know..
"I'm deeply honored," he replied with a little sarcasm. He wasn't exactly sure whether or not he bought that one, especially considering the way Ally was acting at the club. Of course, then his suspicion sounded rather confirmed when she laid the next statement on him, revealing that she and Ally seemed to make a habit of this sort of thing. He couldn't quite figure her out. Maybe she simply meant that she was pretty selective about the type of guy she allowed to pick her up at that sort of place.
He was pondering this when she started to twirl her hair, causing him to turn again to glance at her. It was rather obvious what she was going for, but it also seemed like she either wasn't comfortable or... more likely... wasn't all that experienced at trying to look sexy. It made more sense than her being nervous anyway. It made him rather curious. She certainly played up a good game at school; he was certain that most of her friends, like Ally, thought she knew exactly how to handle boys. He broke off the curious look and shook his head at her a little. "Dangerous Sam, even foolish I'd say," he replied to her comment about the clubs, "But then again, you're in a man's car, riding to his house, no one knows where you are or when you're supposed to be back, and you're only plan to avoid being traumatized is absolutely trusting him not to do something to you that you wouldn't like. Which makes the club scene seem rather safe by comparison." He looked at her and raised an eyebrow, his voice had a very suggestive tone to it. It was a contrast to her inexperience. He had had a long time and a few lovers to practice this seductive tone on, and he was working hard to sound more than a little dangerous.
Charmed said:Although his words sounded ominous she couldn't take them as seriously as he may have intended, " I'm not in just any man's car, James" she seemed to have no problem adjusting to using his first name now, and even found that she liked the way his name sounded from her mouth. " I know you'd never hurt me or do anything I didn't want you to do- besides, I don't go home or anywhere for that matter, with anyone else...ever." she looked at him from her heavily lashed lids, a burning desire that even she couldn't comprehend fully, burning bright in the blue depths.
besides, I don't go home or anywhere for that matter, with anyone else...ever.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that... at least," he said, and that curiosity in his mind started to become a more specific question.
She really was just ignoring his warnings out of hand. It made him feel uncomfortable because it made him really want to teach her a lesson. Not that she didn't need it, in his opinion, but it was the content of the lesson that he had in mind that made him uncomfortable. He looked at her again and saw the look in her eye. She looked like she needed something to occupy her or else her hands were about to find their way onto him. He certainly didn't put it past her, and they really really couldn't afford to get caught together just because she distracted him while he was driving.
His lips curled into a broad smile as he came up with something. "I've got an idea. Let's play truth or dare," he said teasingly, "it seems appropriate considering the age of the company I'm keeping tonight. You want to go first, my little date?"
Charmed said:She stared at him briefly trying to figure out if she should be insulted by his comment. She knew he looked at her and thought of her as just a silly girl and that no matter how hard she tried to act sophisticated or say the right things, he wouldn't see her any differently until she proved to him that she wasn't the little girl he insisted on treating her as.
And she knew just how to do that too.....
" O.K., James....I dare you to let me give you a blow job while you're driving.."
His eyes narrowed as she threw her dare out at him. He sighed audibly. She was so forward and impatient, but he could see that she wanted to be something to him. It was flattering, and he reminded himself that she probably wasn't usually trying to flirt with someone like him. Most of the guys she'd been around had probably been more than willing to move as fast if not faster than she did. Perhaps a little lesson was in order.
"Well, you're in clear violation of the rules of the game... choosing 'dare' for me... but fine," he said with a mild tone of annoyance, "but I won't be kidding when I tell you to stop. No making me cum, Sam. I want to save the full measure of my arousal, alright? You don't stop and you'll be denying me higher pleasure later, ok? And... I'm not taking it easy on you. If you want to carry out this dare, I'm not going to hold back from doing what I want to." He smiled and let his tone take on challenging notes, "If you get scared, just start tapping my leg and you can go back to your seat and be a good girl."