It's the most wonderful time, of the year....
Oh, no, I don't mean Christmas. Seriously? What's so great about a fat guy in a red suit? No thank you. I prefer fall when all those men are running around on a field with shoulder pads and tight pants and helmets... Oh boy. Plus it's a great time for me to bring out my many different cheer leading outfits. I've got them in every color imaginable, you know, so I can fit in no matter what game I'm going to. Speaking of games, I don't have much time this week, which is why I chose a very special story for you. I know you're gonna love it!
7 Weeks by yesmrcullen is the story of high school cheer leader, Bella Swan. She's cute, perky, and oh so smitten with her new boss, the devilishly handsome Edward Cullen. After being hired to babysit his young son, twenty something Edward, in a bit of a drunken haze, makes a move on the virginal Bella. Not only does she like it, she wants more. Each week as she returns to his house to babysit, things go a little farther and a little farther until finally, Gropeward can't control himself around Cheerbella. Cute nicknames, right?
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Your arm falls to your side and lands on my knee. I slightly jump at the contact, but you stay calm.
Suddenly, I'm hot and push the blanket off my legs.
"Jesus," you say while staring at my lower torso. I then realize that you must be able to see my spankies under my cheerleading skirt.
I blush and scoot to stand, but your arm moves back to its former position on my now bare leg.
I might have made an embarrassing sound. I'm not sure.
"Where are you going?" you quietly ask, closing your eyes and resting your head on the back of the sofa.
You begin tracing gentle circles with your thumb on my leg.
I close my eyes and try to keep my breathing under control, but your touch sends a signal straight to my vagina. My core heats up.
"Home," I pant.
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Your arm falls to your side and lands on my knee. I slightly jump at the contact, but you stay calm.
Suddenly, I'm hot and push the blanket off my legs.
"Jesus," you say while staring at my lower torso. I then realize that you must be able to see my spankies under my cheerleading skirt.
I blush and scoot to stand, but your arm moves back to its former position on my now bare leg.
I might have made an embarrassing sound. I'm not sure.
"Where are you going?" you quietly ask, closing your eyes and resting your head on the back of the sofa.
You begin tracing gentle circles with your thumb on my leg.
I close my eyes and try to keep my breathing under control, but your touch sends a signal straight to my vagina. My core heats up.
"Home," I pant.
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Things only get hotter from there, and soon enough Bella finds herself sleeping with the boss, and loving every minute of it. What will Bella's dad say if he finds out? What will happen if Edward's son wakes up during the middle of their make out? How will Bella get through each long, endless week without seeing Edward? And honestly, when is he gonna screw her while she's wearing that cheer leading outfit?
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I feel like I am in a dream, floating on air. You gently push me further back into the door, pressing your body into mine.
I wrap my hands around your neck and rub my fingers through your hair; a soft moan escapes you.
Your tongue slides against mine, and I whimper.
Your hand glides down my backside and under my skirt. You firmly squeeze my ass, and your leg pushes between my legs.
I moan, grinding against your covered body. I need the friction.
My entire body is on fire. I want more.
You break the kiss, and I'm breathless. I feel abandoned.
I open my eyes and see the desire in your eyes. I know you want more, too.
"We should stop," you pant. I know you are right, but I I feel dejected.
I nod even though I disagree. You step back slightly, and grin.
"Do you know how beautiful you are, Bella?"
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I feel like I am in a dream, floating on air. You gently push me further back into the door, pressing your body into mine.
I wrap my hands around your neck and rub my fingers through your hair; a soft moan escapes you.
Your tongue slides against mine, and I whimper.
Your hand glides down my backside and under my skirt. You firmly squeeze my ass, and your leg pushes between my legs.
I moan, grinding against your covered body. I need the friction.
My entire body is on fire. I want more.
You break the kiss, and I'm breathless. I feel abandoned.
I open my eyes and see the desire in your eyes. I know you want more, too.
"We should stop," you pant. I know you are right, but I I feel dejected.
I nod even though I disagree. You step back slightly, and grin.
"Do you know how beautiful you are, Bella?"
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I loved this story! It's complete, with short and quick to read chapters. The smut is top notch. As I read, I felt like I WAS Bella. I could totally see each instance as though I was there, getting felt up by Edward myself. The story is good, solid, and not completely fairy tale. It's got real stuff in it, real issues and problems, as well as concerns. There is a bit of an age difference, though not too terrible, so take that into consideration, but seriously, it's an amazing story!!
Do yourself a favor, take a few minutes today and read 7 Weeks. You might find yourself running out to buy a cheer leading outfit or two, or three, or 7 – one for every day of the week!
Now, back to football. I do love watching men beat each other into the ground as they tackle and wrestle around for a ball, trying to get ahead. It's hot. What can I say? Gee, I hope this skirt is short enough to attract some attention... Can I see my bloomers? **turns to check in mirror** Oh yeah, just like I like it!
Wonder if Mr. Green wants to go to a football game tonight? He'll love all that green grass on the field...
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