“But Caius?” Peter questioned

“No, no there was no sex involved” i blushed as i said the word sex; i am 23 for god sake and blush at the word sex as though i have never had it before.

“That has to be a first” Peter laughed, it actually calmed me.

“So how did you get involved in the secret society? I asked him, his face look suddenly twisted.

“Look I don’t mean to be rude Bella, but I am in a bit of a hurry, so can we just get done what we came here for?” well I can tell you now that fucking stumped me, what a rude arrogant arsehole, I quickly hoped that is how Jacob was with the Barbie he was with a few doors down.

Peter walked over to me confidentially and placed his hands on either side of my shoulders, he suddenly smiled and somehow it was infectious as though my mouth had a life of its own and I smiled with him, I actually fucking smiled…….why?

Peter leant in and kissed me, shockingly I kissed him back, it was not unpleasant…..just not what I was used to.

His lips moved hungrily to my neck and his hands snaked down to the bottom of my top, Peter pulled at my top and I raised my hands and he pulled it over my head he knelt on the floor and slowly pulled my skirt down, kissing down my thigh with every inch of skirt that passed my legs, I felt my knees virtually buckle beneath me, damn he was good.

After Peter undressed me completely he stood taking my naked frame in and I felt too exposed, I went to move over to the bed to hide under the quilt but Peter grabbed hold of my hand and pulled me to his now bare chest tightly and then began kissing down my neck again.

Peter grabbed my upper thigh and picked me up, my legs wrapped tightly around him within the next moment I jumped slightly at the feel of the cold wall on my back with a mixture of pleasurable pain of being banged a little harder than was necessary against the wall.