SS1 Bonus Scene - "She Just Knew"

Let’s talk BONUS SCENES.

When writing The Sapphire Sonnet, there were some spicy scenes that I had written (or imagined) that weren’t included in the book for one reason or another. Either they were too focused on side characters (as opposed to the main characters), or they just didn’t make sense in newer drafts of the book.

It always kills me to set aside such scenes, only for them to waste away and rot in my memory until they’re gone forever. So, at some point, I decided to offer them as bonus scenes, so that they could continue to live.

This particular story is the mildest of my bonus stories. It is just hot enough to give you an idea of my spicy scenes writing style, but still mild enough that it’s (mostly) okay for public consumption.

I have chosen to provide “She Just Knew” for free! This is the story of the first sexual encounter between two side characters (Fiona and Eli) from The Sapphire Sonnet. If you’re reading along with the book, it supplements Chapter 5! I personally don’t consider this scene a spoiler, since it is obvious right away in TSS that Fiona and Eli are going to hook up. And this specific scene is not included on the pages of TSS.

So, you can totally read this story before having read The Sapphire Sonnet. However, reading TSS will give you even more appreciation for how hot these two characters are together. 🥵 There will be more of these two in book 2, The Crimson Mask, which is coming soon!

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Please note that this POV differs from the Hedon Hall novels, which are always written in third person.

Eli is a tall white male, age 18, with wavy brown hair and a suntan. He has short facial hair and an athletic build.

It was the day before classes started at Minnesota Northern University, and my first morning waking up in my dorm room.

RING!

The sound of my alarm startled me awake. I sat up in bed and wiped my eyes, letting out a deep yawn.

Though I really didn’t feel like waking up this early, I had a very important task ahead of me.

I silenced my phone as I got out of bed, then put on a T-shirt and walked out into the hallway.

“Hey, Eli!” I heard my friend Corey’s voice from down the hall.

I turned to see Jaden and Corey approaching, so I paused to wait for them as another yawn escaped my mouth.

I should have just slept in, I thought.

"Ready to go?" Jaden asked, patting me on the shoulder. His smile was friendly and optimistic.

“I’m ready,” I replied.

Corey nodded in agreement, the floppy blond hair on top of his head bouncing with the movement.

The three of us walked downstairs and saw Kaia waiting in the lobby.

"Hey," Jaden said to Kaia. "Are your friends meeting up with us?”

It was Kaia’s friend, Fiona, who Jaden really wanted to see. He and I had both been curious about Fiona ever since we met her yesterday.

"Yeah, they're on their way down," Kaia replied.

I held back a grin, refusing to let my excitement show on my face. But Jaden didn't bother holding back his grin. He smirked playfully, glancing back at me and Corey.

For some reason, that infuriated me. I inhaled deeply to relieve some tension as I mustered up a false smile.

My attraction to Fiona had been immediate and unmistakable. But I didn't realize how strong it was until Jaden wouldn't shut up about her. Right after we stepped out of the elevator and walked away from Fiona and her friend, Jaden remarked, "Damn, she's sexy."

Immediately, my shoulders had tensed up at the comment. I nodded, trying to keep my cool. And later that night, we had seen the girls at dinner. I noticed the smirk on Jaden’s face as he approached them… and again, I was overcome with this irrational burning rage! I'm not typically a possessive person, so I was shocked to feel it. I don’t know what it was… Maybe I was threatened because Jaden typically gets whatever girl he wants. He’s taller than me, and more extroverted… and more charismatic. And he’s an objectively good-looking guy. He has brown skin and short black hair—with a bread that’s always perfectly groomed—and a big joyful smile.

Finally, the elevator door opened, and Fiona and Bree stepped out into the lobby. Fiona wore a sports bra and skin-tight shorts. The top of her shorts almost touched the bottom of her sports bra, but there was an inch of uncovered skin on her abdomen, between the two garments. I tried not to notice it, but it was impossible. It was almost as hard as stopping myself from staring at her cleavage.

I focused my gaze on Corey, who was in the middle of talking. I tried to remain calm, though my pulse was racing.

The girls started walking toward the exit and we followed them. Corey and Jaden continued talking as we made our way down the street to the student center. But all I saw—all I could think about—was how fucking delicious Fiona's ass looked in her shorts. The way the fabric cinched in the middle... the way it hugged the curves of her hips... the way I could just barely see her ass jiggle when she walked... it was taunting me.

What is wrong with me? I thought.

I'd never felt so out of control over a girl I had just met. I had never been so thrown off. Maybe it was the excitement of starting college that had me so worked up... I don't know. But something about her was just perfect.

I didn't even realize I had a type. I didn't realize that I had an image in my mind of the 'perfect' woman, until I saw her. But as I watched her walking and smiling... as her long blonde hair blew back and forth in the wind, I heard the sound of her voice—feminine and soft, but sarcastic... and I just knew she was it.

All day, I struggled to hide my thoughts and act normal. At one point, Jaden and I stood in line behind her… and her ass was only a few feet in front of us. It was this luscious, perky shelf that I wanted to squeeze with all my might. As we waited in line, I watched it intently, imagining how it would feel beneath my fingers. It looked soft, but toned underneath. Her whole body was like that—strong, but graceful. Lean posture, like a dancer. Shapely arms and a round ass, like an athlete.

She's almost as tall as me, I thought. I bet she's a basketball player... maybe volleyball...

As my mind wandered, I realized my eyes had been frozen still, focused on her ass. I suddenly looked up at Jaden, who was right beside me, hoping he hadn't noticed me staring at her.

But when I looked over at him, he was staring too. He noticed my gaze and looked up, a sly smirk on his face. I couldn't help but smile. I raised one eyebrow, my way of saying, "God damn, she looks good."

He smiled too, and he accidentally let out a laugh. All had been silent before that, so his laugh startled Fiona, and she glared back at him. He attempted to cover the laugh with a cough, which only made it worse. She looked at him with wide eyes and one furrowed brow—like he was totally insane.

"Next!" yelled one of the employees at the front desk. Fiona stepped forward, leaving me and Jaden behind.

I laughed at his misfortune.

"You're fucking up my game, bro!" Jaden said, laughing too.

"You're fucking up your own game," I replied. "She doesn't even want you, dude."

He chuckled, "Yeah, we'll see!"

I smiled. But deep down, I was riled up and ready for this competition... I was going to kick his ass before he even knew I was playing the game. I don't know where the confidence came from… Jaden was a ladies' man, who had dated far more women than me. He was smoother and smarter. But I had never lost anything before, and I wasn't going to start today.

I was on a mission.

For a while, it seemed to be going nowhere. Fiona didn't so much as blink in my direction, nor did I in hers. I was too busy pretending that I wasn't obsessing over her… like a beast in heat.

At one point, we were playing around on the sports fields. Fiona mentioned that she had played basketball in high school, and Jaden's foolish ass challenged her to a shootout. As it turns out, she plays pretty fucking well. Jaden began the competition with total confidence, but she annihilated him. She made a shot from half-court, shocking everyone, and blowing Jaden out of the water.

Jaden was a good sport about it, but we all knew his balls were shriveling up at the loss. And Fiona clearly enjoyed reducing his confidence by a few notches. It was so hot to see her win, but that wasn't even the best part. The part that drove me wild was the look on her face when she watched Jaden lose.

That mischievous grin... Fuck, it's burned in my memory. In that moment, my desire for her became a need. If I took a second to think about it, I might have worried about my sanity. But I wasn't in thinking mode. I was in doing mode... just following my survival instincts... as if this was life or death.

So, when we all decided to break up into small groups and go find our classrooms, I had to pair up with Fiona.

"I'm starting in the science building," Fiona said, looking around for a partner.

I replied before anyone else had time to process her words. "Oh, me too. I'll go with you."

It was a lie... I hadn't even checked my schedule. But I wasn't going to let anybody else walk with her alone.

Everyone else paired up, and Fiona walked toward me. "Should we head that way?" she pointed in the direction of the science building.

I nodded, stunned. This was the first time she had locked eyes with me all day, and it was electric.

We began our journey, and I felt a rush of adrenaline as I walked alongside her. I wondered if she felt it too. I hoped she did, but she showed none of the classic signs that usually indicate a woman is into me. I would expect giggles, quiet voices, and short, nervous glances. But Fiona did none of those things. She walked tall and unwaveringly confident, and utterly silent.

But then it hit me... I had watched her all day, enough to know that this level of silence wasn't typical for her. She's a very talkative person. But once it was just the two of us, she was completely quiet.

And that’s how I knew she was feeling the same way I felt.

The realization made my heart race. It took every ounce of my self-control not to pounce on her right there on the lawn in front of everyone… in front of hundreds of MNU freshmen.

As we reached the science building and entered the main doors, she glanced at me with a polite smile.

Her blue eyes pierced mine as she asked, "So, where's your first class?"

I paused for a moment as I watched her face, taking in her beauty.

My delay seemed to confuse her, and her eyebrows lowered. The face she made was so adorable that I smiled as I replied.

"Umm..." I ran my hand through my hair as a stalling tactic. "I have no idea."

The corners of her mouth began to turn up into a smile, while her eyebrows remained confused. And I was grinning so hard that my cheeks hurt.

"I just wanted to walk with you," I admitted.

Her brows relaxed and she smiled sweetly.

"Good," she said. Her body language softened as she grabbed my hand. "My class is over here."

As she dragged me in the direction of her chemistry class, the feeling of her hand in mine was invigorating. This exciting rush... just because she’s holding my hand?!

I followed along, until we reached her classroom. She let go of my hand as she walked to the doorway and looked inside. I felt an overwhelming urge to shove her inside that classroom and slam the door behind us, but I fought it.

Be cool, I told myself. Be respectful.

I cleared my throat, an attempt to redirect my own thoughts.

"So," I said, "What's next?"

"Biology," she said. She grabbed my hand again, and we walked off. I wondered if she was doing this on purpose…I don't know what you’d call this move—ignore me all day... then smile at me once... then hold my hand and innocently guide me around like a little schoolgirl with a crush. I don’t know… but it was working very well. If her goal was to drive me fucking insane, she was succeeding.

At least if she would have flirted with me, I could have let off some steam... released some pressure. But instead, I was ready to burst.

We reached her biology classroom, and she peeked into the main lecture hall. Then she glanced back at me.

"Ok, I found it," she said.

I watched her with a blank expression, waiting for her next move. She didn't say a word, but she led me down the hall. The hallway curved and ended in a dark corner, where she stopped and turned to face me. She looked like she was about to say something, and I should have let her... but I couldn't wait any longer.

I couldn't help myself.

I stepped toward her, my gaze focused on her lips. I placed my hand on her cheek, then reached beneath her hair and gently gripped the back of her neck. I took note of her body language as her lips parted slightly. Her neck relaxed, and she leaned back against my hand, yielding to me. I pushed her against the wall and held her there with the entire front of my body pressed against hers. Her breath hitched as I shifted my gaze from her sexy pink lips, up to her eyes.

Her expression was impatient. She was ready.

I closed my eyes and pressed my mouth against hers.

I was too aggressive. I pushed too hard... I was too abrupt. Fuck!

But she liked it. She let out a tiny moan and reached her arms around my back, digging her fingers into my skin. I groaned and pushed my body against her as we kissed deeply... ravenously.

She lifted one leg and hooked it around mine. I continued kissing her as I reached down and grabbed her ass.

I grabbed too hard, and she gasped.

But again, I could tell she liked it. She moaned, pressing her weight against me as I squeezed harder. It was even more satisfying than I had imagined it would be. My hands were made to grab her ass... it filled my grip with the perfect amount to spare.

My cock was hard and throbbing. She felt my hardness against her inner thigh, and she pushed into it, grinding against me.

I brought my mouth to her neck, hungry for her. Her skin was gentle and soft against my lips.

"Eli," she whispered.

Fuck! It was the first time I heard her say my name.

I was so hard. So fucking hard…

Suddenly, we heard footsteps down the hall.

"We should stop," she said, placing a hand on my chest.

If she had let me, I would have kept going. I would have ignored the footsteps and fucked her right there. I wouldn't have cared if we got caught… even if I got kicked out of school... or arrested. I just wasn’t in my right mind.

But her voice, like a beacon of reality, pulled me back to my senses.

"Okay," I said, stepping back from her. She looked down at my crotch, glancing at my hard cock beneath my clothes.

A devious smile spread across her face as she reached one hand down to graze my erection on top of my shorts.

She rubbed her hand along it and added, "Though I really don't want to stop." She said it with a sadness in her eyes that made me yearn to please her.

"Don't stop, then," I replied in a tone that offered up a challenge.

Her smile widened, as if she was impressed by my audacity. She grabbed onto my shirt with both hands and lifted it up. She reached for my abs and her jaw dropped as soon as her fingers touched my skin. As she ran her fingers up my belly, she gasped as if she had forgotten to breathe.

"What… what are you?!" she asked, as if I wasn't human. "Why do you... are you an athlete or..." She wasn't sure how to ask the question.

I grinned, taking the time to answer her question, though my cock was ready to burst. "I play rugby… and soccer," I replied. "But I'm on the MNU rugby team."

Her eyes squinted as she grinned. That seemed to adequately answer her question.

"I see," she said. "That also explains the legs..." she slid her hands around to my back, then lowered them. "And the ass."

I reached my hands down to grab her ass, too.

"How do you explain yours?" I asked playfully.

"It's genetics, mostly," she replied. "But basketball, too. And volleyball, and dance.”

“You play a lot of sports,” I commented.

“I just... I have a lot of excess energy. I really enjoy... exercise."

I smiled, "Me too."

She smiled back, returning her hand to my belly and sliding it down into the front of my boxers. I watched her face, noticing the way her smile subtly widened as she gripped my cock.

"Maybe we should… work out together some time,” she said.

I gasped as she ran her hand up and down my shaft.

She continued, "You know… since we both enjoy exercise so much."

I groaned as her grip reached the head of my cock. She squeezed it gently, smiling at the sight of me crumbling in her hand.

I stared into her eyes. "I would love to," I said.

I placed my hands against the wall behind her for stability. She bit her lip and watched the muscles in arms flexing as I held myself up.

Then she sped up her movements, pumping her grip up and down on my cock. She leaned her cheek against my bicep and nuzzled against the muscle, gazing into my eyes at the same time. I imagined what it would be like to look down at her and see that same expression as I fuck her… as I pound into her. That was what I really wanted to do... but for now, her hand would have to suffice.

Just the thought of my cock inside her brought me over the edge. I came suddenly, cum spurting own my own leg.

Fiona smiled triumphantly, then slid her hand up and out of my boxers.

As I caught my breath, she ran her soft hands along my arms muscles.

"So, will you walk me back to my place?" she asked, as she turned and began to walk away.

What just happened? I asked myself, realizing how rapidly we had gone from not even speaking to each other… to this. My head was suddenly clear, as if I had been released from a spell or awaken from a dream and couldn’t fathom how I ended up here. I was so confused.

Fiona glanced back at me seductively. She looked satisfied with herself, but totally unsurprised by what had just happened.

Had she orchestrated the whole thing? I smiled at the realization that she had done all of this intentionally. Without so much as looking in my direction all day… without saying a word, she set me up. Either she planned this, or she just knew it would happen. I was shocked, thinking 'Wow, how did we get here?!' But she seemed to know this was exactly where we'd end up.

What is this? Some kind of hot girl mind control? What happened to me? I thought.

"Of course," I finally replied, following behind her. "I can do that."

She chuckled. We lived in the same building, so we kind of had to walk back together.

For the whole walk, I had to fight to contain my grin. I didn't know if it was skill… or luck… or serendipity, fate, or hot-girl mind control that got me to that place. But it didn't matter... I was just happy to be there.

And happy that I wore black shorts that successfully hid the cum dripping down my upper thigh.

I hope you enjoyed “She Just Knew.” It was the first of many Fiona x Eli encounters. A spicier scene called “Sinfully Abrasive” will be available soon for paid subscribers.

See ya next time,

Izzy