by Lily Graison
Her lips were parted slightly and her eyes glistened as she looked at him. Her hair in golden waves over her shoulders and he grinned at her before he grabbed her hips and turned quickly, bracing her back against the door.
***
Paige gasped when he changed their positions and drove into her, her eyes falling shut briefly when he filled her completely. She forced them back open, looking up into his eyes and felt like she was drowning as he stared down at her. There wasn't anything else in the world in that moment but him.
Simon leaned in, brushing his lips across hers before pulling back and smiling at her. Running his hands down her legs, he reached up under her thighs and hooked her legs over his arms. She grabbed onto his shoulders to try and steady herself.
She bunched the leather of his coat up in her hands and the small position-change sent him deeper into her. She was spread wide open for him and her head fell back against the door. Simon leaned in slightly, grinding his hips against her as he spread her legs wider. A loud moan spilled from her lips at the action.
"You like that?" Simon whispered, leaning his head down close to her ear.
Paige nodded her head. Her eyes clamped shut as Simon thrust into her harder, his rhythm slowing. She tried to move her hips but was unable to because of the position he had her in.
"I can't hear you," Simon whispered, leaning into her as he pushed himself deeper inside.
Paige swallowed hard, trying to find her voice. Simon licked her ear before his thrust slowed to an agonizingly slow pace. She could feel every inch of him slide into her depths and she was ready to scream as his hips slowed their movements.
"Tell me what you want," Simon said slowly pulling himself from her and stopping before he slid completely out.
Paige opened her eyes when he stilled, looking up at him and panted for breath before Simon slowly slid back inside.
"Tell me," he said, staring down at her. "I want to hear you say it."
Paige tried again to move her hips, needing the friction her body craved. She felt ready to explode. The burning ache she felt as Simon slowly pulled himself from her again, almost unbearable. She was unable to move. Trapped between his body and the door. "Please," she whispered, her eyes falling shut as her need for him consumed her.
"Please what?" Simon whispered, a ghost of a smile crossing his face. He leaned down, kissing her neck and she tried to force him into her.
Paige whimpered when Simon pulled completely out of her, the feeling of loss being replaced with unconcealed need. She felt the head of his cock slid up the length of her and brush against her clit. "Oh God," she whispered, her head falling to the side. "Please, Simon," she moaned. He continued to rub himself up and down the length of her. Every time he hit her clit, stars exploded behind her eyelids.
"Please what?"
***
The slow measured movements were driving him crazy. His cock twitched with every beat of his heart. He couldn't remember being so hard. It bordered on this side of pain. The need to plunge into her depths overwhelmed him.
But he waited. Waited for her to say the words. He knew he'd never get another chance to hear them whispered from her lips and he wasn't about to leave without them. He had waited too long.
He leaned down, brushing a kiss across her mouth, biting softly at her lips before making his way across her jaw to her neck. She trembled in his arms, her breaths a harsh pant in his ear and he bit down lightly on her tender skin.
Her hold around his neck tightened at the small bite. Her hand coming to rest on the back of his head and holding him to her before she said, "Fuck me, Simon. Please."
A wide, pleased smirk crossed his face before he straightened and looked down at her. He pulled his hips back and positioned himself back at her opening before sliding in. He moaned as her heat engulfed him before he pulled back.
***
Paige gasped when Simon's thrusts became harder. Her hold on him tightened as his pace increased, sending shocks to every nerve ending in her body.
"Harder," she whispered, her head falling to his neck and licking the salt from his skin as his grunts and thrust increased.
She gasped with every thrust, the almost bruising force he was using causing the small tingle in the pit of her stomach to flutter, signaling her approaching release. Her arms wrapped tighter around him, her tongue running up his neck to his ear as he nuzzled his face against her. "You feel so good inside me," she whispered in his ear, a tiny smile curving her lips as she heard him whisper her name against her neck.
Paige latched onto his neck, sucking on his flesh. Her hand ran up to the back of his head, holding him to her as the fluttering in her stomach grew, spider webs of pleasure coursing throughout her body and Simon's hot breath moistening her neck.
"Simon... oh God," she whimpered. The explosion she felt caused a shriek to escape her throat as she climaxed. "Harder, harder!" She yelled out, tears stinging her eyes as Simon forced himself into her, the jolts of electricity coursing through her before she felt his body tense and his own gasping grunts mingled with hers as he released himself into her. His hips jerked against her several times before slowing their pace and he leaned in heavily to her and kept them locked together.
Paige nuzzled her face against his neck, kissing the salty skin slowly as he did the same to her. They stayed there, marking the other with their scent before she finally lifted her head.
She didn't know how long they had stayed in their current position after they both reached their peak, but it felt nice to just be held.
Simon lifted her legs, guiding them around his waist before wrapping his arms around her. His head was pillowed on her shoulder and as much as she wished she could stay wrapped in his arms all day, she knew her friends were standing out in the parking lot waiting for her.
"Hey, you still awake?" Paige asked.
"Yes," Simon said, never moving.
Paige giggled softly, her arms tightening around his neck before she once again lowered her head and placed a small kiss on his neck.
"As much as I'd like to stay here like this, I have five friends in the parking lot who are probably going to kill me for taking so long."
***
Simon smiled against her neck, relishing in the fact that she wanted to stay there, with him, before he kissed her neck in return. He inhaled deeply, taking in her scent one last time before tightening his arms around her.
For that one brief moment, he imagined they were somewhere else. Somewhere beautiful, like she deserved, and he didn't have to let her go. That she was his, forever, and nothing would be able to take her away from him. He imagined her knowing who he was, saying his real name and not feeling disgusted by it.
He smiled as the vision faded, hugging her to his body and knowing, if only in his imagination, what it felt like to be wanted by her. All of him. If things went belly-up at the reunion, he would live the rest of his life with the memory of how she felt in his arms.
He smiled as he raised his head and said, "They're big girls, I'm sure they'll get over it."
"Yeah, but not before nailing my ass to the wall first."
"I thought that was my job?" Simon said with a cheeky grin.
Paige smiled back at him before she slowly rose up and untangled their bodies. She lowered her legs to the floor before saying, "I wasn't aware you wanted it?"
Simon stared at her as she nervously glanced away from him. He wanted to scream to the top of his lungs how bad he wanted it. To tell her how he felt about her, how he'd always felt about her. But he couldn't. Once she found out the truth about him, she’d hate him.
"Now you do," he said quietly. He raised his hand and hooked a finger under Paige's chin, raising her head so he could look at her. She smiled up at him before he lowered his head to kiss her.
Simon knew this was it, the last time he would see her without her knowing who he was and he poured every ounce of emotion he felt for her into the kiss. Years spent wondering where she was, who was ge
tting to spend every night loving her, came crashing through as he held her tightly to him. If he could just get her to see how much he cared, how much he had always cared, then maybe it wouldn't matter once she found out. Maybe the shy, quiet Colin would finally be able to rise above all the taunts and ridicule he had suffered for loving her and come out on top and gain her love in return.
***
Paige was breathless by the time Simon finally broke the kiss. She had never been kissed so thoroughly before. Her eyes slowly opened and she looked up into what she now knew had to be the most beautiful, soulful eyes she'd ever seen.
He stared at her for long minutes and she smiled at him before he blinked and turned away. He took a step back, the small action making her wonder what he had been thinking as he now seemed to be looking at anything but her.
Grabbing her skirt, Paige pulled it down over her hips when Simon tucked himself back into his jeans and straightened his clothes. She spared a glance at him and felt almost like something was wrong. He'd become eerily quiet all of a sudden. Her mind worked overtime trying to process what was happening and she frowned when a thought popped into her head.
Was this it? Was this the part where he marked another notch in his belt and sent her on her way? She felt almost sick as she thought back to the way he had held her and kissed her as if he would never get enough. Insecurities flooded her brain and she quietly asked him, "Is everything okay?"
Simon finally looked up at her before calmly saying, "Everything's fine."
She could tell by the look on his face that everything wasn't fine. His voice sounded neutral. His body language a little stiff but it was the look in his eyes that said it all. He looked almost, regretful. "Then why..."
"Would you like to go out with me? I mean... later... sometime... I can show you a good time other than just sex," he finished quietly, looking at her briefly before glancing down at the floor.
Paige stood shocked watching him. Her lips curving into a slow smile as his question rattled through her brain. He was asking her out? On a date? Is that why he looked like that?
Confusion caused her brows to lift as to why the confident, badass Simon seemed to stutter like a shy schoolboy asking his secret crush out on a date. Paige knew from the get-go that Simon wasn't her type. He was, at first glance, what she assumed a ladies man. He was an exotic dancer after all, and probably propositioned by more women in a single night than the average man gets in months.
But here he stood, looking shy and completely vulnerable. Was there more to Simon than just good looks and exceptional bedding skills? If simply asking a girl out on a date reduced him to this, then there had to be more than what he showed the world.
"What if I like the sex part?" she asked, her smile widening. He looked up at her, his smile back before he seemed to relax a little, his shoulders easing from their stiff position.
"Well, the sex part we can still do. No problem there," he said, taking a step toward her.
"Well I'm glad to hear it," Paige said, grinning. "I've been wondering how it would be horizontally instead of vertically."
***
Simon chuckled lightly before taking a deep breath. "Well, I can do either with no problems." He took a step closer to her, wanting nothing more than to touch her again but was afraid whatever spell had been cast would be broken if he did.
"I'm sure you can." Paige reached out hesitantly before running her hand up his chest when he leaned into her.
She was smiling at him. A look of pure delight crossed her face and inside, he was jumping for joy. "So, maybe sometime, if you'd like something more than just sex..."
"I'd love to," Paige said softly, cutting him off.
"You'd love to." Simon repeated her words in almost a whisper. His smile started small but grew when hers did before he leaned down and brushed a soft kiss on her lips.
Simon kissed her and felt that no matter what happened at the Reunion, he'd always have the memory of her saying yes. She wanted him, he knew that, but sex was just that—sex. Her wanting more was what he really wanted. He wanted her to see who he really was. He needed her to see the man he'd always been… the one who loved her no matter what.
When someone pounded on the door, they both jumped, turning to look at the door when the handle began to turn.
"If you're about through in there, we do have places to be!" Kim yelled, her fist contacting with the door again.
Paige laughed, hearing the irritation in Kim's voice before she reached out, unlocked the door and opened it.
"It's about damn time!" Kim yelled, "Do you have any idea how long you've been in here?"
"Uhm, no," Paige said smiling.
"Long enough for me to have experienced multiple orgasms and on any other day I'd say, go you, but we are in a bit of a time crunch so wrap it up and get your ass outside!" She turned then and stomped through the store.
Paige giggled, watching Kim barrel through the store, her animated curses echoing off the walls while the customers gave her strange glances. She pushed the door back shut and turned back to Simon.
"Well, I guess that means my friends are ready to go," she said, smiling.
"Guess so," Simon said, returning her smile. He stared at her for a few seconds before saying, "Well, I'll let you... do what ever it is... you girls do after..." he stammered, waving his hand around a bit.
"Yeah," Paige said, giggling. Simon suddenly started to look uncomfortable as he moved towards the door.
"Well, you know where to find me," Simon said. "I'm there every night except Saturday and Sunday. I'll make sure the doorman knows who you are."
He leaned down and gave her another small kiss before reaching for the door. "Goodbye, Paige," he said, quietly.
Paige watched him stare at her for a few seconds before he opened the door and walked out, pulling it shut behind him. She sighed heavily, a dreamy smile covering her face.
She turned and looked into the mirror at her flushed cheeks. "And I'll definitely be there, Simon," she said to herself before she turned and locked the door again.
* * * *
Chapter 10
The girls outside all whistled, clapped and yelled when Simon finally walked outside. He smiled at them, hearing their cattle calls and giving them a brief wave of his hand before grabbing his helmet and putting it back on.
"Damn, Paige is one lucky bitch," Amy said, grinning as the loud roar of Simon's motorcycle rang out over the parking lot.
"That she is," Megan said, her smile matching her friends. They all watched Simon back the bike up and slowly pull away from the curb.
"I swear if she doesn't go after him for more than just the occasional ride, she's a bigger dork than Courtney is," Heather said grinning
"Hey!" Courtney yelled, turning to Heather and sticking her lip out. "I'm not a dork!"
"Of course you're not, sweetie," Megan said, patting Courtney on the back.
Paige almost dreaded going outside. The constant Simon talk coming down the road had been bad, but now she knew they'd never shut up about it. Taking a deep breath, she pushed the door of the store open and walked outside.
She couldn't help but smile at them. They were all lined up by her car. The minute they saw her they whistled, clapped and yelled. She blushed lightly and shook her head at them before stepping off the curb.
"Alright guys, enough with the whooping," Paige said when she reached the car and opened her door.
"Oh I don't think so, missy," Amy said, climbing into the car along with the others. "We want details."
Paige laughed, starting the car, before shaking her head "Not this time," she told them. "I'm leaving this one completely between me and Simon."
"Oh come on, Paige!" Kim yelled, "You can't leave us out!"
"Yeah! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have even met him," Heather said. "We want all the slick and sweaty details!"
Paige laughed, looking up and down the road before she pulled out onto the highway and headed for Riverdale.
"Sorry ladies, but this is one time you're not going to get anything."
"You'll spill or I swear I'll find the most hideous creature at the Reunion and tell him you were madly in love with him all through school!" Amy blurted out.
"Go ahead." Paige laughed. "There isn't anything you could do to get me to tell. It was private."
"Private!" Kim yelled, "You just fucked a man in a public bathroom! There's nothing private about that," she said, laughing hard with the others.
"Fine then," Amy said, poking Kim in the side and winking at her. "I think the first person I find once we get to the Reunion is dull, mousy little… Colin!"
Paige's gaze shot up at that, staring at Amy in the rear view mirror before she clenched her teeth. She couldn’t explain why, but her temper flared hotter than she ever imagined it would with her friends. "Amy, you do what ever you think you have to, but you leave Colin alone!"
Everyone sat stunned in silence. Paige felt her face flame as anger surged through her body. Why did they always do that? Why did they act like spoiled bitches all the time? Why destroy someone for the sake of doing it?
She took a deep breath, trying to calm down. She glanced at Meg sitting in the seat next to her and her friend's eyes were wide. She leaned her head to the side and a question lurked behind her eyes. She saw her glance at the others before she turned her attention back to the road.
Paige sighed heavily, looking in the mirror before smiling slightly.
"Look, I'm sorry Amy. I didn't mean to snap. Just… just promise me you won't go torturing Colin if he's there, okay? I think we did enough of that ten years ago. We're all a little old for childish games."
Her mind flashed back to the boy who had done nothing but adore her from the first day he'd arrived at their school. She hated their treatment of him, always had.
She wasn't sure why, but she felt brave enough to stop them now. To finally speak up and stop them from hurting him. She only wished she'd had the courage ten-years ago.