New Year's Eve

Scarlett spent Christmas with her family.

Relatives had come to stay with them for the festive season and after Christmas she really wanted to get away for some time to herself. She went to the shops to buy a top for the New Year's Eve party at her friend's house and to spend some of the money she got for Christmas.

Scarlett spent the afternoon shopping, buying some new underwear and pyjamas, and she treated herself to a whole new outfit for the party. She knew Shane would probably be there so she felt like she needed some armour.

As she was looking at makeup in the department store, suddenly she felt someone hugging her from behind and kissing her on the neck. "Hello you" Shane said softly in her ear.

"Oh!" Scarlett jumped "You scared me!" she said, trying to shrug him off. "What the fuck are you doing?" she hissed, turning round to face him. She was thinking how typical it was that the very time she was trying to avoid him, he was out shopping too.

"My mum gave me a voucher for Christmas so I was just in looking around for what to buy when I spotted you in your natural habitat" Shane teased, nudging her. "Are you going to Liam's party tomorrow night?" he asked.

"Ehm... yeah" Scarlett replied. "I meant what the fuck are you doing creeping up on me like that." she said, looking around for a reason to move away from him. "I have to pay for this." she said, holding up a lip gloss and pointing towards the tills. She could feel her heart breaking again the longer she stood in front of him. She wanted to feel the comfort of being with him even though she knew it was the wrong thing and she was trying to strengthen her defenses.

"Me too!" Shane smiled, gesturing towards a garish shirt in his hand.

He followed her and stood close behind her as they waited in the queue. She felt awkward and a bit nervous but she didn't really understand why.

"Do you fancy going for a drink or something?" Shane asked. "I've not had any dinner, we could get food if you like?"

If there was a time for Scarlett to work on being assertive and avoid the clutches of Shane's more controlling behaviour, it was now but she failed, again. She couldn't face going home to a house full of people, the guests she'd spent the last week tolerating, being expected to socialise when all she wanted to do was drink wine in her pyjamas and watch Christmas specials on TV.

"Eh... yeah, sure" Scarlett said, trying to sound nonchalant. "What do you fancy?" she asked. He stepped right up behind her. "Shane!" she hissed as she felt him press his erection against her ass, she stepped forward, away from him.

"What?!" he teased, stepping forward against her back again. "Been thinking about you all week, that's what you do to me" he whispered in her ear and sighed heavily.

Scarlett tutted and reached between them, firmly but gently pushing him backwards. "Shane! Chill out, would you?Let me pay for this." she whispered.

"If you insist" he said, he skipped into the top of the adjacent queue and paid for his shirt. He waited outside the shop, grasping Scarlett by the hand as she left the shop. "You ok, Scarl?" he asked, stroking her hand and looking down at her. "You seem a bit tense." They walked out on to the street.

"Yeah" Scarlett said, trying to make her voice heard over the traffic. "It just feels a bit strange. I mean we haven't really been in touch much and here you're getting on like you only saw me this morning." she shrugged, letting go of his hand.

He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his chest. "When I see you, I realise how much I've missed you. That's all. I just want us to spend time together, like it used to be." he said.

"You mean you want to spend time trying to have your way with me while I'm too weak and stupid to resist?" she said, blankly.

"That too" he laughed. She felt sick and guilty for letting herself fall into his trap, knowing what she was letting herself in for but she longed for a connection.

They went to a nearby pub for food, drinks and a few games of pool, Scarlett chose her favourite meal, she missed it when she was away at uni and it was the local food she craved when she was homesick. During the evening Scarlett had many moments where she felt joyful and was so relaxed that she wondered to herself why she had been feeling so disappointed and upset by Shane. They were having fun and laughing together now.

As the night time crowd began to fill the pub, Shane and Scarlett had to shout to hear each other. "Do you want to go after this game?" shouted Shane, nodding towards the pool table. Scarlett agreed. The cool night air hit them as they left the pub, Scarlett realised she'd had a lot more to drink than she thought and tried not to make it too obvious. But looking at Shane, he appeared to be in the same situation. Scarlett laughed. "What's so funny?" asked Shane, smiling at her.

"How are we both this drunk after having such a big dinner and playing pool?" giggled Scarlett.

"You don't notice it though - all the drinks in between, remember when we used to go during the Summer it was the same? Sure we'll be sober by the time we get home." he laughed, putting his arm round her shoulder and walking towards the top of the queue of taxis waiting outside the pub.

Scarlett stopped "Home?" she asked, with a cynical tone. He had taken a few steps ahead of her and turned back,

quickly wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her against him.

"Come on, Scarl..." Shane said softly, smiling at her knowingly and bending his knees so he was more at her eye level and wasn't towering over her, he kissed her slowly and passionately. She melted. He stopped, looked in her eyes and whispered to her "Come home with me, Scarlett. I've been watching you bending over that pool table all night...I want you so much." His hard cock in his jeans grazed her groin through her trousers as he held her close to him. Her eyes closed briefly and she breathed out heavily before swallowing hard. He recognised the lustful look on her face and kissed her neck. She nodded, opened her eyes and reached for his hand and he led her to the taxi.

Back at Shane's house, it was dark and quiet. Scarlett had no idea what time it was. "Is everyone in bed?" Scarlett whispered, trying to be as quiet as possible and setting her bags down in the hallway. Despite Shane's claims, they were both still very drunk.

"No, they've all gone home for New Year so we've the place to ourselves" he said, hurriedly kissing her hard and leading her into the living room. He didn't turn the light on, the room was lit by the moon, bright and high in the sky, shining in through the window. He kissed her down on to the sofa, quickly pulled her trousers and pants down to her ankles and pushed her legs up in the air as he began hungrily licking her pussy. She gasped and moaned gently at the sensations that washed over her, after not being touched by anyone for a few months even the slightest whisper of his breath on her skin was thrilling. The house was so quiet that all she could hear was the humming of the fridge in the kitchen next door to them, both of them breathing heavily and the sound of him licking her wet pussy. Soon she relaxed, she didn't think of anything else.

He licked deeper and sucked harder as he felt her hips start to rock and she was involuntarily making more noise. He grasped her hips, lifting them up and burying his face in her pussy as she came. He licked her slowly as her orgasm subsided before pulling her pants up and lying her legs down "I didn't want you to drip on the sofa" he said, turning on the light to inspect the cushions, seeing her face blushing. "Sorry, I didn't mean that... the way it sounded...eh...do you want a drink?" he asked, stepping backwards into the kitchen. She nodded and began untying her shoes to take them off. She felt embarrassed and vulnerable in her half-dressed state in the harsh overhead lighting and stood up to try and fix herself. Shane came back in from the kitchen with a bottle of bourbon, she took it from him and drank large gulps as he grasped Scarlett's ass, took the bottle back and kissed her mouth hard. His beard was soaked and she could taste herself on his mouth. He groaned as she draped her hand over his cock, rock hard in his jeans. They kissed passionately, their tongues dancing together as Scarlett teased Shane's cock over his clothes.

Suddenly she felt a burst of confidence over him. She took off her trousers and pants and unbuckled his belt. She leaned against the arm of the sofa and gently teased his cock out of his jeans. He frantically pushed down his jeans and pants and kicked off his shoes, his cock bounced and the tip glistened with pre-cum. She looked up at him, biting her lip before sitting down on the arm of the sofa and sucking the tip of his cock. "Awww yeah" he groaned and exhaled loudly. Then she got up and ran playfully up the stairs as he followed her, in her drunken state she tripped and fell on the stairs. Adjusting herself on to all fours, she leaned her ass out and looked round at him, coyly. He chuckled, threw his head back and closed his eyes briefly before kneeling down on the step below her "You know I've been wanting to fuck your cunt on the stairs" he growled. She looked at him, shocked. "Oh! Yeah, I said the 'C' word" he grinned as he stroked his cock in between her wet pussy lips from behind, she breathed quicker. "Nice wet cunt" he whispered as he slid his cock inside her. She moaned at how close he was to her, the heat from his body, the size and feeling of his hard cock inside her.

She spread her legs further apart as he thrust in and out of her a couple of times, she moaned and gasped with each thrust. The angle they were both at was awkward and she knew he couldn't get as close as he wanted. He pulled out quickly and told her to move up on to the landing. Climbing up, she leaned her knees and elbows on the landing carpet while he stood on the stairs below her and he slid his cock back inside her until his thighs touched hers. "FUCK! You're so tight" he groaned, holding her hips as he fucked her in slow, deep thrusts. "Mmm I forgot how much tighter your cunt is after you've cum."

Scarlett groaned in protest "Shaaane! Enough of the 'C' word."

Shane stopped "I know you don't like it but fucking hell it makes me horny." he groaned.

"Your dirty talk has gone up a notch." she said, looking over her shoulder at him. He reached forward and turned on the lamp on the table beside them at the top of the stairs, looking at her lustfully.

She rolled her eyes and then sat back against him, half on his lap with his cock deep inside her. It thrilled her and she licked her lips "So you want to fuck my tight cunt, do you?" she teased, looking him in the eyes. He thrust instinctively once, groaned and frowned as if he was going to cum but took a slow, deep breath. "Take your t-shirt off and put it down on the carpet cos I'm so wet for you and you wouldn't want me to drip on it now would you!" she teased and kissed him. He pulled his t-shirt off and threw it in front of her.

He growled, pushing her forward, back on to all fours and began thrusting quickly in and out of her. She was so wet, it felt good and she moaned "Awww fuck me"

"Mmmm yeah, you like when I fuck your cunt, don't you? I know you do. I love fucking your tight cunt, I'm gonna cum inside it. Fuck, you feel good" he moaned loudly and grunted as he thrust harder into her. The force pushed her shoulders on to the carpet and her ass up closer to him. The wet, slapping sounds of them fucking echoed around the landing and the angle was intense for Scarlett.

Scarlett felt pressure in her pelvis, like nothing she had felt before or could describe. Shane felt it before she knew what was happening "Oh fuck your cunt is gushing, babe. Aww yeah, cum all over this cock" he called out as Scarlett felt an overwhelming release, she heard the sound of something spilling on the carpet and felt her knees shake uncontrollably as her juice ran down them in a massive gush and she came so hard that her knees were weak, she lost her balance and fell forward with the weight of Shane behind her, she yelled in deep, guttural moans as her pussy squeezed in intense contractions. Shane landed on top of her "Yeah, cum for me, good girl" Shane growled and fucked her in hard thrusts for only a few seconds more. "Awww fuck babe. I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna cum in your...tight...cunt. Mmmm FUCK!" his words jerked and he grunted as he came inside her with big spurts.

They lay collapsed on the floor for a minute, breathing heavily and wet from sex. "Squirting now, are we?" Shane asked, panting. Scarlett didn't answer, she was trying to recover. "Eh?" he nudged her.

"Not convinced... drank a lot...probably just pissed myself." she managed to giggle, breathlessly.

He pulled his cock out of her and sat back against the wall, reaching for the bourbon he'd set on the stairs and swigging from the bottle as he watched her, still lying face down, legs akimbo, on the carpet. "Fuck, Scarl, that was hot!" he said, nudging her with his foot.

Scarlett sat up, still panting, pulling his t-shirt under her like a cushion. It was soggy and did nothing for the fluids dripping out of her pussy. Her knees, elbows and forearms already stung with carpet burns. "I bet you wish I'd only dripped on the sofa now." she said, raising her eyebrows. She took the bottle from him and gulped from it before setting it down. "I need a shower" she said, getting up, throwing off her top and bra and wobbling into the bathroom with her legs still shaking. She got a towel from the hot press and turned on the shower.

As she got into the shower, Shane came into the bathroom "Can I join you?" he asked, getting into the shower with her. She shrugged and laughed, gesturing that he already had. They showered and then went upstairs to Shane's room. Scarlett was pleased to see that he had kept it almost as clean and tidy as it had been last week. She climbed into bed, turned onto her stomach and relaxed into the mattress, pulling the covers round her as Shane padded round the room, switching the lamp on and closing the curtains and before he got into bed Scarlett was fast asleep. She woke up about an hour later to see Shane lying beside her, stroking her back.

"What have you been up to then?Perfecting your technique with some uni boys?" he said, snidely but softly as he kissed her shoulder.

She turned her head sharply to look at him "What?" she asked, puzzled.

He shrugged "I'm just saying, that's never happened when we've fucked before. The squirting." his voice in a soft sing-song.

"Have you been lying there thinking about this?" she asked. "That's never happened before in my life, if that's even what it was, and what's it got to do with..." she stopped, thinking. "Hang on, are you saying you think that happened cos you think I've been fucking all round me at uni?" she asked in disbelief. He frowned and shrugged. She sat up and her eyes widened "FUCK OFF SHANE!" she shouted, tutting and shrugging his hand off her shoulder. "You said I needed to get help but YOUR logic is really fucked up. Brush up on your biology and stop watching porn." she said sternly, getting out of bed.

"Don't do this, Scarl." Shane sighed, reaching his hand out to her.

"Do what?! You started it, I was sleeping." she laughed, shaking her head. "I'm going downstairs." She walked down onto the landing, picked up her top, bra and the bottle of bourbon and saw the carpet stained and still wet from earlier. She went down to the living room to find the rest of her clothes and put them on before raiding the cupboard under the kitchen sink for carpet cleaner and a cloth then heading upstairs again, attacking the stain on the landing.

She left the stain to soak in the carpet cleaner and went back downstairs to the kitchen. Her hands and feet were freezing and her body ached for rest. She drank a glass of water and another of bourbon while making toast and a cup of tea then found a blanket in the sitting room and wrapped herself in it, sitting at the table to eat her snack. She heard Shane coming down the stairs and in through the living room "What are you doing?" he asked, finding his pants and putting them on. "It's 3:30am"

She looked up at him, sat back in her chair and sighed. "Listen, I didn't mean I thought you were sleeping around. I was just wondering...I dunno... why that suddenly happened." He shrugged letting his arms slap down against his thighs and lifted the bourbon bottle, taking large gulps from it.

"Well, I can't help you cos I don't know either. You seem to enjoy torturing yourself that I'm shagging everyone I meet at uni when it's actually completely the opposite and really boring compared to that. Also, it's my final year and I've a lot to prove, to myself more than anyone. The bottom line is Shane, if that's what you think is happening then you don't know me at all." she said, matter-of-factly.

"Ok. Yeah...I know... you're right...sorry" Shane said sheepishly. They stayed in silence for several minutes, he looked at the floor and Scarlett looked at him. "It's freezing down here, come up to bed and get warmed up." he said finally, while he gathered his clothes from the living room floor and left them in a pile in front of the washing machine. He didn't try to hold her hand or touch her while she put her dishes in the sink and waited for him to go upstairs.

Upstairs, the smell of the evening on Scarlett's clothes turned her stomach and her skin ached in their restrictions so she undressed to her pants. They got into bed and Scarlett pulled the duvet over her head and tried to get warm, she was exhausted but she couldn't sleep. She lay awake in the dark for half an hour, thinking about the sex they had on the landing. She felt satisfied with the physical act of feeling him inside her, filling her up but she still craved the emotional connection and comfort they used to have. She heard him breathing and felt his warmth beside her in bed and turned over, gently sliding her hand across his chest. She heard him swallow.

"Can't sleep either?" he whispered.

She inhaled sharply and nervously and lifted her hand.

"Sorry...I thought you were sleeping...I...erm.." she trailed off and started to move away from him.

"Do you want a cuddle?" he whispered, pulling her arm back across his chest.

"Eh...yes... please" she said timidly, feeling his closest arm move to wrap around her, pulling her into his chest. He stroked her back.

"Relax!" he whispered.

"I am" she replied.

"You're not, you're stiff as a scared cat!" he giggled softly, stroking her hair and kissing her head. With his other hand he started stroking her arm and hand that rested on his chest. Scarlett quietly took deep breaths and felt her body less tense, relaxing into him. "That's it" he whispered. "You're doing really well at uni, you know" he whispered "I don't know how you keep going on with it since you've been so unhappy and homesick and stuff."

"This year has been better than the others, with my new flatmates. So it's been a bit easier. We have great fun together and they're all very supportive, we're quite a team." Scarlett giggled.

"Oh yeah? What happens in some bloke's shower stays in some bloke's shower, eh?" he sniggered. Scarlett tutted.

"It was Dom's shower, not some random, and I told you we were all fully clothed!" Scarlett said.

"Oh yes...Dom! Of course. Fond of you, is he?" asked Shane, nervously playing with her fingers resting on his chest.

"Why do you say that?" asked Scarlett, looking up towards his face in the dark.

"Well, any time I phoned or texted you, Dom was there...so?" teased Shane.

"So? YOU phoned or texted ME only a handful of times in the last few months. We all spend most of our free time together in our flat." she said "Anyway, even if Dom WAS interested, he knew I had a boyfriend" she said sternly, immediately regretting saying it.