White & Black (6 page)

Ella was just so spectacular tonight, so beautiful and he couldn’t stop looking at her, thought Paul in wide eyed lustful wonder. She’d told him about her new job in the car and made him promise to keep quiet for a few weeks, just to see how it went. He couldn’t say he was crazy about the idea of Ella wandering around half dressed in front of TV cameras and crowds of people, but it was her choice. It wasn’t like he was her boyfriend or anything. He wanted to be, but he didn’t feel she was that into him, not anywhere like as much as he was into her. Even more so of late. In fact she was the main reason he’d hung around with the girls so long. He had a growing long term attraction to her. He’d have to see what happened later on tonight. He was going to ask her back to his place for a while… to see how things developed. But first he was going to make it much more obvious for her when he could pluck up the courage…
pretty
soon
in fact.

She was on cloud nine dancing up close and personal with another one of her musical lovers. That Adam Levine could make her
move
any way he liked… when Paul suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her away to the side of the dance floor. He took her face in his hands and pressed his mouth to hers in a hot rushed smacker of a kiss.

Her eyes were open wide in surprise…
Oh no… there goes Paul the friend forever.
She really wasn’t that sure about this latest encounter of theirs. It didn’t send her shooting up into the stratosphere. She thought she would test it out properly now that he had started to go down that avenue with her, somewhere more private than the crowded dance floor at Liquid One… she took his hand and led him away, to a quieter darker spot.

“I’m not sure about this” she said “But let’s see shall we” She pulled him to her and started a proper kiss between them. This was one of those very intense, probing and intimate ones that should leave you breathless and your legs weak if it was with the right person. She finished her test case still undecided. He did make her feel something… not weak and breathless but there was something rather warm going on. This was from her perspective though. She could see quite a lot more going down on his side. He looked overcome and about to drop on her. She wasn’t that good a kisser surely?

“Are you okay?” she asked concerned, looking into his eyes.

“I’ve never felt so damned okay in my life” he groaned… “Keep doing it, all night if you like… can we go back to mine…?”

“Oh, no… I’m not up for all that just now” she said… Although she’d had a couple of one night stands in the past, she didn’t feel right going straight to the bedroom scenario. She knew that might be considered old fashioned these days.

“No, not that… I just want to do this some more… in private… come on… Please?”

Although she was disappointed about leaving her dancing session half way through the evening, she was rather curious about this development between them and agreed to some more hot kissing at his place. They left the club a little later, abandoning their now very drunk dancing friends. They certainly wouldn’t be missed by those three, what a state they were in!

They were just leaving the club at the precise same moment that Devlin Black, Marcia Dean and another two girls arrived. They were walking directly towards each other and their eyes locked in sudden recognition. He gave her a hot and very interested look… she gave him a cold downright dirty disinterested one.

He broke away from his group and stopped right in front of her. She had to admit he looked even sexier than ever tonight, all smart and dressed up…

“Hey Ginger… been shaking your hot little ass tonight?” He’d had to catch his breath because the unexpected sight of her had whacked it right out of him. His eyes disengaged from hers and ran up and down her very tight white dress taking in every perfect luscious curve of her body. She was hotter than fuck tonight. In fact she’d just shot way past the top of his wanna fuck scale. He wanted to do things with Ginger very badly. He wondered very briefly who the guy she was out tonight with was…

“Shame you didn’t sneak in the back door a little earlier Mr Black, you’ve missed the whole ass shaking show this time.” She simmered with heated annoyance. No one else
ever
called her Ginger! She watched his very obvious visual undressing look with a growing fury.

My God! The lecherous, so full of himself, filthy minded, dark ‘Destroyer’ bastard.

She knew exactly what was going on his mind right now! Jeez…

… and how she wanted to fuck him over and over
…

Holy shit! Did she really just think that? Surely not?

It must have been a short circuit in her brain or something. Her mind must have been overloaded with so much hotness and sexiness seeing him wearing that smart outfit he had on tonight. No, who was she trying to fool? It wasn’t his
clothing…
it was just him. He was a pure lust magnet… and she might as well admit it. He drove her crazy along with the rest of the female population. Her white hot molten eruption was starting off again and her imagination started to go somewhere it shouldn’t go… She’d better run before she gave herself away by going up in a sheet of flames in front of him.

With a last snooty look down her nose, she swept off quickly taking stunned Paul’s hand and waltzed out of the door.

Why on earth did he get her going like this? She wondered. It was all a waste of feelings… She would never allow herself to have anything to do with him. She just knew he was a real badass womaniser… a heartbreaker of the grandest scale… and he had stunning Marcia Dean to fill in the gaps.

Devlin turned to watch her much too sexy rear view leave the club.

“Who’s that honey?” Marcia asked him none too pleased, catching his arm and trying to draw his obviously highly diverted attention back to her.

“Oh, she’s one of our new girls, I think her name’s Ginger.” He smirked to himself. He’d have everyone calling her Ginger soon. He’d seen her eyes flash in annoyance when he’d called her that. He liked provoking her somehow, watching her eyes blaze. And it was much more fun than Ella… that was too pretty, too sweet. She was a little ball of ass shaking fire. Flaming hot Ginger was much more fitting for her. Much more the real her…

***

“Ella, was that the famous Marcia Dean back there and that “Destroyer” fighter guy?” Asked Paul as they made their way to his car…

“It was…”

“What’s all this ass shaking stuff that’s going down between you two Ella?”

“Ah, now that’s a very good question. I don’t know to be honest… so I can’t say. Anyway, are you still up for it… kissing at yours?”

“Well I am. Are you though?”

“I just can’t wait for our kissathon to begin…” She gave him a small fleeting kiss to remind him what was coming and a fun lusty look. He could take that how he liked, but she might actually do more than kiss. She was suddenly very much more up for it. He was really looking quite cute now that she’d got used to the idea of him in that way, and he was so nice and safe too…

Chapter 9

They sat quietly in Paul’s sexy car as they drove back to his apartment. She put her hand on his leg stroking the inner side of it gently with her fingers.

“Ella, Christ almighty…! We’re gonna have a crash if you do that any more”

“Oh sorry… I’m a natural feely type of person, you know…” She removed her hand placing it back in her lap.

“We’ll be there in just a minute.” He cast a quick look her way. He wasn’t sure about this idea of his at all now. She seemed preoccupied and dreamy… he was quite sure it wasn’t over him. More likely that Dev fighter character back there, he’d seen the way she looked at him and the way he’d looked at her, that had been very heated and way more than friendly. He’d see how it went… if she called him Dev even just once, he’d boot her out the door…

He let her in the apartment and she walked into the middle of his living room.

“Wow, this is cool, I really like it. And what a great view…” she took a few steps to look out of the 15
^th
floor window at the mass of twinkling lights in the distance.

He came up to stand a little behind her. “Yeah, the view’s so beautiful…” He wasn’t looking out of the window though…

She turned to face him, put her arms around his neck and smiled… “So Paul… Where were we…? Remind me.” A nice little bit of warmth was starting…

“Well I think we were doing this…” he kissed her softly and drew back for a second looking into her amazing angelic blue eyes.

“Oh no… I think it was much more like this…” She began her much more intimate version. Her no holds barred, tongue swirling, knee shaking variety. She had to admit there was a little shake in her knees this time. Just a little. And she was definitely getting warmer… She sighed and moulded herself tightly against him, feeling his hardness pressing into her. She ran her fingers up his neck and through his light brown hair… he was so very nice… more than nice in fact… His hands were roaming around her a little, slowly exploring… Well, well, things were really warming up now.

“Ella, this is the best kiss I’ve ever, ever had… Can we sit down though, I’m about to pass out!” He managed to say in a breathless whisper. Ella put all of his previous girlfriends in the shade and there had been quite a few.

“Where’s your bedroom? We can lie down in there and do some more serious kissing in comfort.” She was very keen to get more than friendly with Paul at this moment.

“It’s right this way…” He took her hand with his heart pounding madly in his chest. If he wasn’t much mistaken he had scored. This was his lucky, lucky night.

As they made their way inside his bedroom she wondered why she felt like this all of a sudden. This heated feeling hadn’t been there before she bumped into Devlin Black in the club foyer. He had really got her going. It seemed dead wrong to be stirred up by one man and about to make out with another. Very wrong and very confusing. Maybe they should date some more first, to see how it went before she came here again. They could have just a little more kissing tonight and then that would have to be it…

“Let’s take things slow tonight” She spoke the words quickly as she lay down on his bed, before anything started between them.

“Whatever you want Ells…” He was more than a little disappointed. But maybe that wasn’t such a bad idea. He wanted her to be dead sure it was him she wanted.

She wrapped her arms around him and got back to getting to know him a little more. As their kissing started the warmth suddenly burst into flames. The slow approach evaporated in a cloud of super heated steam. The bed probably wasn’t the best place to start a relationship slowly. It didn’t take long for them to be undressed, pressed tightly together and having sex like mad. Ella’s mind was saying
real bad move
, but it seemed her body was very into it and had a mind of its own. Anyway, she reasoned, she had far too much serious stuff in her life and she was allowed to have some fun with someone she liked. She could regret this tomorrow.

Chapter 10

It was late Monday evening and Jake sat nervously in the police station waiting for Ella to pick him up. She was absolutely going to kill him. He’d be grounded until he was 21 at least. His mind ran over the events of the last few hours. Razza had gone into the liqor store for some beers with some fake ID and his other pal Max had gone in with him… he was waiting outside as he was only 15 and couldn’t pass for much more. Then the next thing he knew they were running out of the store, shouting something he couldn’t understand, throwing stuff at him and bolting off around the corner like a demon from hell was on their tail.

He was still standing there with their stolen booty in his arms when the store owner grabbed him by the back of his t-shirt and hauled him inside.

After that it was all a scary blur. Police Officer. Police car. Police station. Police questions.

Then they called his sister.

Ella walked into the police station with a heavy heart. She’d only just had that last talk with him a few days ago. She had felt sure something had gone in the grey matter this time, but apparently not. How could he be stealing… and booze? This definitely wasn’t something Jake dreamed up, it was that lot again. His no good gang.

She went up to the the duty sergeant’s desk and explained who she was and was lead into an interview room. Inside sat a woman police officer with Jake looking so young and so scared she almost forgave him on the spot. His white face was ghostly with fear.

“Hi Jake, what’s been going on?” She asked gently.

“I dunno exactly. They were getting some beers and I was waiting outside, then they ran out without paying I suppose and saw they’d been spotted and dumped it on me… That’s all I know. I can’t say.”

“So have you given the police the other boy’s names?”

“Can’t do that Ells, it’s grassing”

“Jakey, in case you haven’t noticed, they’ve not done you any favors… why didn’t they just throw it in the trash…. Why involve you?”

He shrugged. “I don’t know. Perhaps they panicked…?”

She looked at the police officer sitting next to her.

“What happens now?” She asked in concern.

“We gave him a verbal warning. He hasn’t directly been involved with attempted theft. We can’t arrest him for possession of stolen goods as he was still on the store’s property anyway. He’s free to go. Sign this form at the bottom here.” The police officer pushed the form towards her and held out a pen. Ella signed the minor release form and Jake stood up to go.

“Sorry Ells, I really am. It won’t happen again, you coming down here because of me. I promise.”

“It’s okay Jakey… let’s just say lesson learned shall we? And I don’t want dad to know about this.”

She led him out to the truck and they drove home. A few tears rolled down her cheek. Was it relief, shock, overwhelm… she didn’t know. It was hard being mom, dad and big sister all rolled into one. Sometimes it all got too much.

Jake looked over at her. He saw the tears. He wished she’d shout at him. Anything like that he could cope with. This was tearing his guts out. He felt so bad. He wasn’t really cut out to be a delinquent teenager. He was going to try and clean up his act from now on.