Bathroom Interlude

Bathroom
Interlude

Set during 'The Girlfriend' just after the kiss.

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Summer felt a little weird. She had just kissed Seth Cohen. And like
*Eeeewwwwww*, but strangely not so eewww. She slipped inside the downstairs
bathroom and leant against the cool tiles. *Wasn't I supposed to be using him
to meet all those rich men? * Summer took a deep breath and checked herself in
the mirror. She ran a finger under her eye to catch the smudges from all that
smiling. Maybe she was just over reacting. Temporary insanity because he'd
remembered the mermaid poem. So why did she feel all horny now? Stupid teenage
hormones.

Just then, someone came into the room. Summer cursed herself for not locking
the door. She turned ready to tell whomever it was that she was almost done,
but she didn't have time. Before she knew, what was happening Seth had her
trapped against the worktop and was plundering her lips. She opened her mouth
to protest but he just took advantage of the opportunity and slipped his tongue
between her lips. After a few seconds of fighting, she gave up and began to
kiss him back. Seth's heart soared and he decided to put the rest of his plan
into action. He lifted her small body so she was sitting on the sill and she subconsciously
wrapped her legs around his hips. He ground his hard-on against her core
causing her to let out a small whimper that sounded a little like his name. He
reached out with his spare hand and flicked the bolt on the door across.

Summer tried to reason with herself, her body shouldn't be reacting to him like
this. But it was; she couldn't help but sit there and enjoy this. Well not just
sit there as her arms moved themselves to encircle his neck. Then he pulled
away and looked at. He. Her dark chocolate eyes flitted up to meet his. Holding
her gaze, he slowly ran his hand from the inside of her ankle upwards. As he
reached her thigh, Summer's breathing accelerated and she was almost panting
with want. The hand slipped under her short skirt and further up. As Seth soon
discovered, she wasn't wearing any panties. When he touched her centre her
pupils dilated considerably and she let out another whimper. Seth felt power
rush through him. Then he did somet tha that both shocked and further aroused
Summer. He lashed her wrists to the taps with the plug chains and rebuckled her
shoes so they were tied to the under sink cupboard handles. She was effectively
immobilised on her back, hands behind her and her legs spread wide. Seth could
do anything he wanted to and it was that thought that really got her fluids
flowing, literally. Another whimper followed. He was beginning to like this
quieter version of Summer. He grasped the hem of her dress and pulled it upwards
so it rested around her waist giving him unhindered access to his target.
Summer closed her eyes and waited for him to touch her. The touch never came
but she could hear him turning on the water. She opened her eyes and was a
little taken aback by the mischievous grin on Seth's face. Then she found out
why. He ran two cold wet fingers from the bottom to the top of her slit. She
screamed his name. The cold added to the extra lubrication had an amazing
effect. He removed his fingers and smirked. Next, he pressed a cold finger to
her opening, he began to painfully slowly move the digit in and out of her,
sometimes curling or twisting it so she couldn't get a rhythm. He pulled his
finger all the way out and ran it up her centre towards her clit. When he
reached it, he slowly teased her by running circles around it. Then he removed
his hand, and smirked again. Summer couldn't move or speak for need.

She felt his tongue flick across her and Seth thought it was a good thing the
music was so loud outside. It masked the noise Summer was making.

Seth decided it was probably time to give her what she wanted, although teasing
her was mega fun. He'd given her enough to remember him by. He lent over and
started to flick his fingers from side to side just below the bundle of nerves,
and as he saw she was nearing the end he sped up.

    "Look at me, Summer" he forced her face up and
close to his, "Look at me, I want you to know exactly who is making you
feel this way" She made eye contact, "Who's making you come?"

    "You, you are,” She gasped on a knife-edge, any moment
she'd fall.

    "Say my name" he commanded still holding her eyes.

    "Seth!" she screamed as she came her voice echoing
around the room and Seth feared the people at the party would have heard too.
He gently kissed her forehead, pulled down her skirt to give her some modesty,
and unbound her hands.

    "Good girl" then he opened the door and left her
there almost unconscious with the force of the orgasm. He closed the door
behind him. *Go super Seth* he thought. She released her herself and collapsed
on the floor entirely spent. It took her a full hour before she emerged from
the bathroom and even then, she couldn't really walk straight.

Hope you liked.

Honey xxx