A Wild in Colbie discussion

Amanda locks her legs around his waist and arches her neck. She moans in response to his mouth on her skin. Her hands go around his neck and entwine into his hair. She finds it a little harder to breath, knowing that they are almost in his flat.

Xander carries her into his flat and kicks the door shut after him. Xander has her up against the wall in a second and buries his head in her neck, his teeth and lips taking over. He bites her hard enough to leave a mark and then kisses all the way across her jaw. He wants her, he can feel it so strongly.

Amanda moans loader and pulls on his shirt to lift it off his head. She wants to feel his skin on hers. His hardness against her softness. Once she successfully tossed his shirt aside, her hands start exploring. Her whole body is tingling from all the sensations.

Xander can feel her skin against his but she still doesn't feel close enough, not nearly close enough. Xander feels shitty for it, but he can't not want her. He has never wanted someone so much in his life. Xander pulls off her shirt fast and presses his body against hers as he bites her jaw.

"Ah," How anybody could make her feel like this before even kissing her mouth was beyond her. Her nails scrapped against his back as she tilted her hips toward his again. She needed to feel more of him, so she reached behind her to unclasp her bra.

But Xander is already there undoing the clasp for her. He pulls it away from her body and lets her breasts press against his firm chest. Xander's dark eyes seek out hers, "I want you so much it hurts. Fuck" he husks out just barely against her lips before kissing her for the first time. He feels like he's falling and that he'll never stop falling, he never wants to as long as he's falling with this girl. Just from a kiss.

Her tongue meets his and she's never felt anything like this. Her body feels like it's on fire wherever they touch and she feels like she'll die if she doesn't have him. She rolls her body against him, her fingers feeling his hot skin.

Xander moves away slightly and then slams her back up against the wall. He kisses her roughly, his hand cups her breast and tugs on the nipple hard, a groan comes from deep in his throat.

Amanda loses her breath with his movements. She leans her head back against the wall and moans. Her hands trail down his chest and past his abs to his belt. She rushingly undoes it and starts on the zipper.

Xander pushes his crotch forward so it makes it easier for her, he is rock hard against her and he gasps as her hands fumble to get closer to him. Xander squeezes tighter on her hips.

Once Amanda manages to spring him free, she brushes her hand against the length of him. Her eyes flicker back to his eyes. "I'm on the pill." She assured him, thinking she should let him know. She wanted him more than anything.

Xander gasps as she touches him, her words barely register. Xander kisses the girl harshly and is so glad she's in a skirt. Xander manages to strip her of her panties without having to put her down. "Fuck, don't stop" he gasps.

((Do you think we'll get in trouble by GoodReads if we take this farther?))

(Well I've been doing all the sexual stuff using my messages instead so I don't know if we'd get in trouble here or not.)

((We'll go in messages then.))

(ok sounds good, you go or me? X)

((I did.))

Xander moves away from the wall, her words make him shiver. Xander carries her over to his bed, which is more of a matress on the floor, his flat is more of a massive studio, with his artwork all over the place.

Amanda wants to look around the flat and to familiarize herself with the area but she's too groggy. The alcohol is taking its toll. Her mind was starting to drift to what he might be thinking. Was it as mind blowing for him as it was for her?

Xander lays down next to her and pulls her against his body so that her back is pressed against his front. Xander kisses the back of her neck. Xander knows he wil regret this tomorrow, but right now all he wants his to hold her tightly against him so he can imagine just for tonight that she could ever actually be his.

Amanda lays back against him and closes her eyes. "Who are you?" She murmurs, snuggling into his arms. Her legs entwined with his and they shared warmth.

Xander's arms are wrapped tightly around her, he strokes her hair gently and kisses her shoulder before answering "I'm the person you just fucked into oblivion".

Amanda let out a light laugh before drifting off into the deepest sleep she'd ever had.
((Ff to morning?))

(Yeah, i'll post)

Xander wakes up slowly, blinking from the sunlight streaming in from the high windows in his flat. Xander's mind is blank for a moment but then images fill it, images of HER. Xander jerks upwards, he is still tangled up in her. Never has Xander fallen asleep with a girl, beds and girls are for fucking, end of, but apparently not this time.

Amanda wakes from the stirring beside her. She doesn't move and instead focuses on trying to ignore the pounding in her head. She squeezes her eyes shut and relaxed in the soft bed. Her eyes bolted open as soon as the memories from last night floored her.

Xander still has his arms around her as she wakes up, he moves away from her fast and then with a groan he pins he beneath him. He holds her hands tightly above her head. Xander looks down into her face and says "What is your name?".

She arches her body into him automatically. She holds her breath while her eyes search his. "Amanda." She breathes out. The warmth from him is already sparking her insides.

"Amanda" repeats Xander, his dark eyes searching out hers and holding them in an intense moment. Xander is holding her down with his hands and body, it's almost too much. Xander finds he likes the name, it tastes like her.

Amanda closes her eyes, savoring the feel of his body against hers paired with her name on his lips. Him repeating her name made her insides melt. When she her eyes again, she is met with his striking gaze. "And your name?"

Xander arches a dark eyebrow and bends down, his hands still pinning herr above her head, "My name..." he kisses her hard on the mouth and makes it last, "is Xander". Now he can fully see her Xander knows he was right about two things the night before, she is devistatingly beautiful, and WAY too good for him.

Amanda feels helpless beneath the power of his lips. "Xander. It fits." She replies. If she thought he was handsome last night in the drunken dark, he was perfect in the light. Not one thing about him was offset. She felt a tiny bit victorious for having slept with a guy like that.

Xander kisses her one more time he can see the mark he made last night on the skin of her neck, letting the want flow through him like a lightening rode. Xander leans back and whispers very quielty "So beautiful. But not mine. Never mine". Xander gives Amanda one more intense look before standing, "You can take a shower before i take you back to your world....Amanda" he says.

Amanda scowls and sits up. She's a flustered by his compliment, but his other words make her more uneasy. "Well, I-" She stopped and pouted, unsure how to go about it. She wrapped the sheet around her body to cover her up as she stood from his bed. "Where's the shower?" She asked defiantly.

Xander merely points to a door in the narrow hall way and nods his head, his dark hair falls into his eyes slightly, it's still messy from...well the sex and Amanda. Xander looks away from her, even in that sheet he wants her badly enough that he'd take her right there without another word if he doesn't stop looking at her. Xander picks up a clean plain black t-shirt of his and hands it to her, he wripped hers when take it off last night.

"Thanks," She mumbled, looking at the floor. She shuffled her way to his bathroom and dropped the sheet. She stepped into the shower and washed off. She kept smiling like a weirdo, thinking back on last night. Jeeze, does that man know how to work her body. Her smile turned to a scowl though, remembering how quickly he wants her out of there. Her scowl was still there when she stepped out of the shower and looked into a mirror. Her gasp filled the air, there were dark hickie bruises lining her neck and chest. He wanted to mark her and drop her off? Fine. She'd make sure he remembered her, though. She slipped on his shirt that he had given to her and stepped out into the hall, with nothing else on.

After laying on the bed for ten minutes trying to get his breathing and his stil hard cock under control. Xander pulls on some jeans on right before she comes out. Wearing only his think t-shirt, it's enough to almost floor him, he regret giving her his t-shirt, something about her wearing something of his is radiculously sexy.

Amanda notes his reaction and gives him a innocent smile, trying to play it off like she didn't know what she was doing. She took large graceful steps, aware of how the shirt rode up her thigh as she did so. She stopped when she was directly in front of him to trail her fingertips down his chest. "I'm guessing you'll be taking me to my dorm now." She told him sweetly.

Xander's jaw clenches tightly, he lets out a frustrated growl before grabing her by the waist and hoisting her up so that she is wrapped around his hips. Xander practically growls out, "Fucking hell never", and kisses her lips so hard it's almost painful. But he just wants her. Now.

Amanda smiles against his mouth. She bites down on his lip as she pulls back to bring her lips to his neck. Her hands travel under his shirt and as she bites down on his skin. Payback. She thinks to herself, marking him in a place that not only a turtle neck or scarf could cover up.

Xander's hand slides into her hair and yanks hard so that her lips come away from his neck and back onto his mouth. Xander drops Amanda down on the bed hard and covers her body with his instantly, his kisses are harsh all over her jaw and neck, the slight bruises still very much visible from his mouth from the night before. Some part of him likes seeing them there, a mark of where's he's been.

Amanda forgets what she was trying to do for a second and gives into his body and hands. She moans loudly, his lips brushing against her sensitive skin. Her hips tilt upward and she places her hands on his firm shoulders..and shoves him off of her. In a second she is up off the bed and across the room, sliding on her discarded clothing from last night.

Xander looks up after Amanda. So she wants to play, fine then, we can do that. Xander gets up off the bed, he does up his jeans and then moves to stand beside Amanda, without a word, he pushes her up against the wall hard, his lips on her neck in an instant. He bites hard, and slides a hand up her skirt, he pushes a finger inside of her and rubs her clit fast. Xander kisses her lips and then pulls away slightly, fingers still inside her when he whispers "Don't fuck with me good girl, i'm not like those nice boys from school, i'm not nice. I bite back, hard". Xander shoves away from Amanda and goes to pull on a wife beater top and his biker jacket. He puts on his boots and heads for the door.

Amanda was on the verge of whimpering for him to continue. She forced herself to snap out of it and to slide her skirt back into place. She took a few deep breaths before heading toward the door behind him. She crossed her arms and pouted as she headed after him. "Game on."

Xander opens the door for himself and Amanda, they both walk out and he locks the door behind them. Xander and Amanda walk to his car and he opens the door for her again before slipping into the drivers seat. When she gets in he asks "So, which corner of happiness id yours then?", he smirks lightly.

Amanda buckles her seatbelt and looks at his devilish smirk. She chose to ignore his question. "I live at the campus dorms at the university, if that's what you mean." She slid her fingers against the center counsel between them.

Xander's smirk just gets wider at her indignant tone, "Alright good girl, lets get you back to a life of homely livin" he says. Xander starts the car, he tries hard to ignore how much his want for her never goes away, its frustrating, he never wanted anyone more than once before.

Amanda smooths out her features and gives him a curious look. "Do you live in Colbie?" She feels like she needs to know something about this guy, she's so used to weak guys hitting on her and asking her out... and Xander wasn't doing any of those and she wanted him more than air.

Xander flick his eyes over to her, they are like blue flames in the sunlight, the gld flecks within them flash at her question, "I live wherever i need to" he answers. Xander doesn't share, especaily not to girs he wants more than anything, even more girls he wants that he can never have. But he wants to know her, "What is it that you're brilliant at then?" meaning what is she studying.