Bought And Paid For

TITLE: Bought And Paid For

AUTHOR: Midknight

CHAPTER: 12 of ?

FANDOM: Gossip Girl

SHIP: Chuck / Jenny / OC

RATING: NC-17

CATEGORY: Erotica

SPOILERS: Season 1 - A couple.

SYNOPSIS: WARNING: HERE BE SPOILERS – SEASON 1. Chuck overhears Jenny’s request to Nate for the loan of two thousand dollars and makes her a proposition to give her what she needs when Nate is unable to.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gossip Girl. None of these characters belong to me. They belong to whoever created them and whoever else does. I pay homage to them and I make no profit from this story in any fashion, way or means.

AUTHORS NOTE: I apologize before hand and hope you will forgive any errors or blatant discrepancies. This one's a little darker than my usual fare, so bare with me.

FEEDBACK: Yes Please. It helps. It really, really helps. – midknight_tales@yahoo.com

CHAPTER TWELVE

Chuck ushered Jenny into his suite and she sauntered over the threshold. He swatted her ass to hurry her along. She dropped her bag and then her jacket and then her tie as she headed to his bedroom and the bathroom beyond. She unbuttoned her blouse and shrugged it off her shoulders to flutter to the floor. He followed and then leaned against the wall to watch as she rested her hand on the back of his sofa to balance herself while she kicked off her shoes. Her skirt hit the ground just before the door to his bedroom. He could, despite her efforts at clean up, see the evidence of their activities still glistening wetly on the inside of her thighs. He could also see the mess he had made of her skirt.

She paused and turned to face him, a hand on the doorframe, her body half-hidden behind it, the dark wood contrasting with her skin and making it seem even paler. He had marked her. He could see the impressions of his fingers on her breast while he let his eyes slide admiringly over what he could see of her. She painted a rather winsome picture as she rested her cheek on the doorframe as well. “You coming?” she asked quietly. “No, that was in the limo. Remember? You go ahead and shower. You know what I’m like when you get wet.” He refused her less than subtle invitation as he examined the changes in her with amusement as she seesawed back to the coy seductress after her little crisis of conscience.

She gave him a suite-yourself shrug, which did interesting things to her breast before she disappeared out of sight. He removed his tie and blazer as he slowly made his way to the bedroom and tossed them on a nearby chair. The hiss of the shower greeted him and then he heard Jenny start to sing. He smiled, the girl had a halfway decent voice and possibly a decent sense of irony as the strains of Meredith Brooks, I’m a Bitch echoed out of the bathroom. He imagined her moving to the beat in her head under the shower as she sang and he was tempted to join her just to see if he was right as his cock responded to the mental image and started to once again rise. He kicked off his shoes and removed his trousers before he sat on the edge of his bed to do the same with his socks. He was about to give into temptation when the water shut off and a few moments later she stepped out of the bathroom.

His smile widened at the simple difference he noted. Rosy-skinned and unself-consciously nude she stepped into his bedroom, using a towel to dry her hair instead of covering herself. His dick lurched to attention, tenting his silk boxers. “Stop right there.” He commanded and she did, freezing with the towel covering her face. Chuck chuckled and slid his boxers off before standing. “You can drop the towel.” He suggested as he walked over to her. She pulled the towel back away from her face, still attempting to dry her hair and froze again as she saw him, naked and hard coming towards her. “I’m not going to make it to school am I?” she asked unnecessarily.

He licked his lips slowly and seductively and watched her nervously imitate his action. “At least not before lunch.” He confirmed as he reached forward and casually pulled the towel from her hands and tossed it aside. “You’re going to get me into trouble.” She accused him quietly and without much sting. “It was bound to happen eventually.” He quipped as he casually reached out to cup and fondle one of her breasts. She inhaled, her breast pressing into his hand as her chest rose and then exhaled with a sigh as his thumb found and gently rolled her rapidly stiffening nipple. “Does that feel good?” he asked and she nodded. He let his free hand rest on her hip and then slowly slide around to the small of her back, which he massaged in slow circles. “And that?” he wondered and she sighed again as a response.

He leaned closer and planted a light, sucking kiss at the side of her throat before trailing his tongue down her chest, his hands retaining their slow steady rhythm. “What are you doing, Chuck?” she wondered, groaning as he found her erect nipple and sucked lightly at it. He felt her quiver against his hands and lips as he stimulated her before raising his head, gently nipping at her taut little nub before relinquishing it. He let his lips hover over hers with a mischievous, but soft smile, her eyes looking up at his in question. He extended his tongue and ran the tip lightly over the top of her lower lip, but pulled it back when she moved to capture it while stopping her by flexing his hand at her breast and back at the same time. He let his smile go smug for just long enough for her to start developing a petulant pout.

“You did something… Something, hmmmm, wonderful and unexpected for me this morning. I thought I’d return the favor.” He explained vaguely before slowly sinking to his knees. He placed his forehead on her trim little belly and inhaled deeply, the spice of her arousal smelling all the sweeter against the clean scent of soap. He slid his hands down from her waist to her hips and then around to fondle her firm behind. He blew lightly and chuckled as she first flinched away and then as suddenly pressed closer. “Chuck…” she gasped as he lowered his head and started slowly lapping and sucking at her swollen folds while meticulously staying just clear of the exposed pearl of her clit. “No… you mustn’t.” she whined, but her hands came to rest lightly on his head and her fingers wound into his hair.

“Don’t you like it?” he asked, making her flinch and groan by flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue before suckling at it. “It’s not right.” She explained and he chuckled. “Not right? Haven’t we had this discussion before?” he wondered softly returning his attention to lightly exploring her. “It’s not that… It… It is good, but… It’s not right, I mean proper.” She tried again and this time he couldn’t stop the bark of laughter that rumbled from his throat. “Please don’t…” she begged and he wasn’t sure if she was referring to him laughing or exploring her with his mouth. He watched her bite her lip and sighed. “What is it, J?” he asked lifting his lips off her flesh while drawing in a deep, long draft of her sweet, spicy and intoxicating scent.

He could see the struggle on her face as she tried to organize her thoughts and find the words that had been eluding her. “When… when you fuck me… or I fuck you or suck you off, even what I did with Kate, it’s about you, but when you… When you do that to me, it’s… it’s wrong… I mean, not wrong, it’s actually very right… But not.” She started off hesitantly and then stepped all over her point and sighed heavily in frustration. He tilted his head slightly, keeping his amusement on the inside. “You’re upset that you’re enjoying yourself, getting pleasure… without being used?” he raised his eyebrow in question. Her brow furrowed as she contemplated his words. “Sort of.” She finally replied uncertainly. “Gods, she is just so cute.” He thought as he kept his features thoughtful instead of letting his amusement take the reigns.

“Would it make you feel any better if I said I was just bribing you, making sure you would be amenable to repeating your wonderful, impromptu performance and more?” he proposed, fondling her ass. “More?” she asked with sudden suspicion and his hid his grin by pressing a kiss to her clit and drawing a moan from her. “Chuck? What are you talking about, more?” she queried, the lost, puppy dog whine finally draining out of her voice. He scraped his teeth lightly along the hood of her clit and felt her shiver against his hands. He looked up her body and she looked down at him over the smooth slopes of her breasts. “Kate has a couple of friends, male friends, she wants you… to get to know better.” He explained and felt her go rigid. “You… You want me to let… Let other guys fuck me?” she asked incredulously, obviously shaken, her face drained of blood.

“No. I want you to fuck them. I want you to… I want you to be the woman I saw in the limo this morning. I want you to have the experience of being with more than one guy at the same time. To enjoy yourself and have one wild, unforgettable night.” He countered confidently. “You are kidding, right?” she scoffed and tried to step back, but he gripped her ass to keep her in place. “No, I’m not. And’ I’ll be right there with Kate, watching. I won’t let anything happen to you, that… That you wouldn’t want to happen.” He promised to placate her. “Oh come on! Is that supposed to be reassuring? You really have to be shitting me. You raped me, Chuck. Right there, bent over that very table. Do you think I wanted that?” she said the volume of her voice steadily rising as she pointed and then jabbed her finger at the spot where he had taken her virginity.

Jenny’s shiver had become a quiver of indignation and fire once again flashed in her eyes while her cheeks flushed. He grinned up at her. “Fond memories.” He quipped. “Bastard!” she retorted and he caught her hand before she could slap him. He rose quickly and captured her other wrist while he pushed her back at the same time until she was trapped between him and the wall. She struggled against him and then stopped as she realized her struggles were not only futile, but also just arousing him. He leaned in close, leaning in from the side to avoid her mouth. She looked like she was likely to bite him out of sheer frustration. He chuckled against the shell of her ear as he rocked his hips to rub his throbbing erection against the curve of her belly. “Tell me you’re not thinking about it. What it would be like to have two hard cocks at your disposal? All those naughty little combinations are just running through that pretty little head of yours.” he challenged her as he drew her hands above her head in order to pin both her wrists with one hand and free the other.

He shifted back just enough to slide his hand between them and to rub her swollen and slick folds before exploring her flexing channel with two of his fingers. “Could you fit both of them in here?” he asked as he slowly finger fucked her pussy. ”Or, could you handle being filled and stretched with one in here and here?” he mused, slowly working his finger and then a second into her tight, pulsing rear and driving his thumb into her snatch. “Would you still be such a talented cocksucker if you were getting pounded from behind at the same time? Or having two eager mouths doing this and more? How good it will feel? All the things they could do to you?” he continued before capturing one of her hard nipples in his mouth to suckle, nip and lap at it. He grinned around the turgid nub as he felt her stubbornly struggle to remain unaffected by his words and the images they conjured as well as his less than subtle stimulation of her body.

A long, drawn out moan rumbled her chest against his lips and her hips slowly undulated against the movement of his probing fingers. Chuck lifted his head, holding her nipple between his teeth, stretching it before he released it. He brushed his lips across her. “Tell me you’re not thinking about it?” he repeated his earlier question while at the same time moving his fingers faster and with more force. She whined and breathed heavily through her nose as she tilted her head back against the wall, thrashing it slowly from side to side as she tried to deny him.

“Christ, what have you turned me into, Chuck?” she groaned in surrendered, finally admitting that she couldn’t deny his lurid accusations. He released her hands and leaned in close again. “Nothing that wasn’t always there, My Little Jay.” He whispered against the shell of her ear and felt a shiver vibrate her against him. “Will you just shut up ad fuck me already.” She instructed him and he cocked an eyebrow and gave her a challenging look at her demanding tone. He held her gaze and watched as she pinned the side of her lower lip between her teeth for a moment before she lowered her eyes. She knew what he wanted to hear and he waited for her to say it, his fingers, still inside her while his erection throbbed against her belly. “Please?” she pleaded softly and subserviently, after a moment.

“All in due time, My Sweet.” He promised with a wry little chuckle as withdrew his fingers and slowly slid back down onto his knees, lifted and draped one of her legs over his shoulder. He paused for a brief moment to admire her swollen, glistening sex and then once again feasted on her. Her hips jerked at the touch of his lips, but then slowly undulated to match his exploring tongue and sucking lips. She moaned, groaned, whimpered and whined as he collected the sweet nectar that flowed freely from her while nipping lightly and sucking at her clit, giving her the most delicious of tortures as he kept her at the cusp, but never let her go beyond. Her smooth, warm thigh quivered against his ear as she shuddered. He took pleasure from her pleasure, his dick twitching and pulsing as he drew out He continued to toy with her until her fingers dug through his hair and onto his scalp and she rocked her hips forward. “Please?” she whined as he resisted. Her tone was filled with such need that he relented and focused all his attention on her clit, while reaching up and roughly mauling both her breasts.

“Oh fuck!” the expletive shot from her lips on a sharp exhalation that was accompanied by a fresh torrent of crème and a hard jerk of her hips. Her body vibrated against his lips, a taut, tense, panting orgasmic curve of warm feminine flesh. She shook as the waves of her climax rampaged through her system. He sucked and she jerked, her fingers tightening in his hair a gasp slipping from her lips. He flicked her nipples and got the same response. He repeated himself a few more times, recharging her climax, making her whimper and twitch before letting it run its course.

Chuck rose up and caught her as she went limp, her forehead dropping onto his shoulder, her blonde hair tickling the side of his neck, her breath hot on his skin. His cock tapped against his belly, throbbing between them to the beat of his heart and drooled with need against his skin. After a few moments Jenny raised her head slowly, a lazy smile playing across her lips. She must have seen the hunger in his eyes because she froze and her eyes went wide before he hooked his arms under her thighs and lifted her off her feet, spreading he legs to unceremoniously impale her onto his rampant hard-on. She cried out, her fingers clutching at his shoulders as he lanced into her climax-sensitized sex, but made no other protest.

He let his head drop back as he clenched his teeth against the wonderful surge of pleasure that came with the friction of bucking his hips and driving himself into her deliciously tight confines. Her channel clenched around him in an unconscious attempt to stall his assault, yet only succeeded in adding to his delight as he plowed his way to her core. She curled her legs around him and he pressed forward, pinning her hard against the wall while he circled his hips to grind into her. She groaned and clung to him as he started to rock his hips. He shifted his grip, getting one forearm under ass to lever her up and drop her down in counter-sync to his thrusts. She whimpered and he felt her teeth on his shoulder when he increased his pace and the length and strength of his thrusts while he reveled in the delight and tightening of his balls as his climax rapidly built.

He managed to worm a hand behind her shoulder blade and then up into her hair to pull her head back so that he could kiss her hard and hungrily. He loved the mixture of pleasure and pain danced across her features as he took her. Her eyes spoke of strain and discomfort, but also of desire lust. He loved the fact that she would often keep her eyes open when he kissed her and the insight and nuances it gave him as to what she was feeling. He broke the kiss, sucking at her tongue before he started to pant, the harsh sound of his breathing mixed with wet slap of his pelvis colliding with her and the sounds of part discomfort and part delight that spilled from her swollen lips. The tension in his loins kept building, fueled by the electric surges of delightful sensation that arched into him from the velvet caress of her intimate flesh traversing his length.

Chuck felt himself inexorably reaching the point of no return and he started to jack hammer into her, clutching at her to pull her onto him as he thrust hard and fast. He felt sweat trickle down his back She mewled and moaned and he couldn’t tell if she was trying to aid him or push him away, but he no longer cared as he reached the threshold of his endurance and then with a grunt and a strangled cry fell across it. He slammed up into her as hard as he could, making her cry out as he crushed her back against the wall and ground against the already overloaded pearl of her clit. He poured himself onto her, his hips humping with each heavy pulse and spurt. Hot blasts of bliss ripped across his and along his nerves, making his muscles twitch as the electric energy that carried it made them tense and relax at random and in quick succession. His blood pounded in his ears and his chest burned with exertion. Sparks danced behind eyelids he didn’t remember closing and he felt delightfully lightheaded, drunk on ecstasy and the primal energy of release as his climax ran its path. The tension that had been released from his loins and into his muscles flared and then dissipated, leaving him sucking in heavy cooling breaths through his mouth and nose, drawing in the scent of soap, sweat and sex off her skin as he tried to catch his breath.

To his surprise he felt Jenny’s legs flex and her hips circle despite his nearly immobilizing grip and weight. He grunted as her sex squeezed at and twisted around his stiff, but drained manhood. He opened his eyes and started to reprimand her for tainting his pleasure with pain, but the words froze on his lips at the incredibly sexy look of strained, dazed, feral need etched on her face as she desperately tried to find the release he had obviously brought her so very close to. Chuck gritted his teeth and mustered all his strength and started to rock his hips and grind into her. Jenny gasped and then whined, her fingers digging into his shoulder blades as her hips jerked to increase the stimulation. He ignored his discomfort and matched her as best he could. He moved back just enough to angle her ass away from the wall and he could grab her ass. It took him a few tries, but he found the rosebud of her asshole with his middle finger and let her impale herself on it. Her eyes went wide and then she let out a stuttering wail as her sex flooded and clenched to a rippling vice around him in climax.

“Fuck!” he hissed as her channel pulsed and flexed and tried to wring out of him what he had already spent. She shuddered against him and clutched at him blindly as she panted and whined as the pleasure of her climax tortured already overloaded nerves. He mustered the last reserve of his strength and taking all of her weight, stumbled back until he felt the back of his legs find the edge of his bed. He meant to sit down and lower her to the bed, but his balance failed him and he fell back onto the bed, taking her with him. She squeaked in surprise and groaned with the impact. He just simply lay back and relaxed as she settled on his on top of him, her cheek warm against his throat, her head tucked under his chin.

Jenny moaned and squirmed as he shrank and finally slipped out of her. “Are you okay?” he asked after they had both caught their breath and the sweat on their skin started to dry. She stretched and kind of wriggled with a kittenish sigh. “Other than being a total slut and possibly having difficulty walking properly for the near future? Yeah, I am… I… I’m more than okay.” She replied, lifting and turning her head to look at him. Chuck chuckled at the smile on her face and the well-fucked look on her face. He lightly took hold of her chin and tilted her face just that little bit more so that he could kiss her. He kissed her slow and deep, simply enjoying the feel of her lips on his as well as her body as she shifted sinuously against him. She made this wonderful almost purr of contentment and enjoyment in her throat well they kissed. He sucked lightly at her lower lip before breaking the kiss.

He curled his arm around her as she settled back down, snuggling against him. He felt sated, content and calm. Her relaxed body was warm and her weight comfortable. Chuck blinked and frowned for a moment as he realized that he was happy and at peace. He had fucked and been fucked in the past, but he had never felt like this with any other woman. He let that thought mull around in his head for a while. “You’re not a total slut.” He corrected her. “Well… Not yet.” He quipped, not quite able to help himself and she lightly swatted his shoulder. “Will I be if… If I do it with those guys that Kate will be bringing?” she asked in a small voice. Chuck felt a strange flutter of guilt at the vulnerability in her voice.

“No… No, you wouldn’t, Jenny. You… You couldn’t ever be a slut. You’re just not that kind of girl. I know those kinds of girls and you’re just not it.” He told her, trying to reassure her. “But, all the stuff I’ve done… Even just in the last few hours?” she wondered, the uncertainty still clear in her tone. “I made you do those things and they were with me. You haven’t gone out and tried to fuck every guy that caught your fancy.” He countered. “But, there was also Kate.” She argued dejectedly and he snorted. “That was me too, you said as much. You like sex, Jenny. We’ve established that, but it doesn’t make you a slut. It just makes you… It makes you an intriguing and sexy woman.” He negated her argument, realizing he meant it. He had used similar arguments before, to coax her into doing what he wanted, but this time it was different. That difference worried him a little. He licked his lips, feeling that they were dry. “If you don’t want… Want to meet Kate’s friends, you don’t have to.” He offered, surprising himself as he realized he didn’t actually relish the idea of sharing her with other guys, no matter how hot he imagined it would be to watch.

“But… But, that’s just it, Chuck. You… You were right I… The idea… All those things you said, it turned me on. I… I want to know what it would be like. See… I’m a slut.” She admitted and even though he couldn’t see her face he knew she was probably worrying at her lower lip. He kissed the top of her head. “Silly girl. You’re not a slut, you’re just curious. I’ve shown you things you never thought you could do, made you look at things a little differently. I’d be surprised if you weren’t.” he told her with a smile as she lifted her head to look at him. Her eyes searched his, no doubt trying to figure out what his angle was, and he couldn’t blame her, but steadily held her gaze. After a few moments she slowly nodded her head. “Okay.” She said and settled back down again.

“Okay?” he wondered, not quite clear what she meant. “Okay, I’m not a slut.” She clarified. “And the other thing?” he pressed for a more complete answer. “I… I don’t know. Just tell me what to do. I am yours, after all, as you are so fond of reminding me. Tell me to fuck those guys and I’ll screw the hell out of them.” She put the decision back in his hands. Chuck looked up at the ceiling, very aware of her skin pressing against his, the warm pillows of her firm breasts flattening against his chest as they breathed. Earlier that morning he was happily prepared to do just that, but now he felt himself hesitating. The things he had suggested to her suddenly didn’t seem quite so erotic. “She’s right, she is mine, all mine, but would she still be after being had by other guys?” he wondered. He found himself examining his feeling about the young blonde resting on top of him, part annoyed and part intrigued that he had any at all.

“We’ll see what happens.” He hedged, only to find that she was in no state to hear him. While his mind had wandered, her breathing had grown slow and shallow, her body no longer relaxed, but limp in slumber. Chuck made a soft snort of amusement, shaking his head, but then freezing as she shifted and snuggled closer against his neck. He found it strangely affectionate as her petite hand lightly gripped the curve of his shoulder. He couldn’t really fault her; they’d had a very busy morning. He closed his eyes and relaxing, let the lethargy of satiation take over to join her in sleep.

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