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Unexpected Infatuation
Christie-Lee Louis (darkangelclm@hotmail.com)
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A very relaxing day with friends. (MF, rom)
***
Jezebel woke to the warm morning sun as it pushed its
way through a slit in one of her curtains causing a
shaft of light to dance across her pale skin and
shimmer off her fiery red hair. She responded to the
light with a slow stretch under the covers and allowing
one of her eyes to open, reluctantly, to look at the
clock on her side table.
She groaned at the sight of the dimly glowing green
digits on the clock revealing it to be a mere seven-
thirty in the morning. She rolled over and pulled a
pillow over her head to block out the intruding light.
She was on leave for two whole weeks and the last thing
she wanted was getting up early in the mornings.
She drifted back into a blissful sleep and when she was
finally ready to crawl out from her bed she was pleased
to see that it was nearly ten-thirty.
"That's more like it," she mumbled to herself as she
sat up and stretched her arms towards the ceiling.
She wiped the sleep from her eyes as she stumbled to
the bathroom where she began her morning by running the
water for a relaxing bubble bath. As she sat on the
edge of the bath watching the water run and the bubbles
begin to froth up her mind wandered off to her plans
for the day. It was the middle of winter and
temperatures were below freezing even by the afternoon
where she stayed.
She had planned to spend a relaxing day at home with a
few friends watching DVD's and getting up to date with
the latest gossip, even though she detested gossip but
her friends always managed to drag her into it and so
for their sake she simply made it part of her routine
when with them. She turned off the water, pulled off
her thick sweat pants and top before sliding into the
hot water. She sighed as the warmth engulfed her entire
body and it felt as though even her soul was emerged in
the warmth of the relaxing bath. She closed her eyes
and ran through her plans for the day in her mind.
Suddenly her mind made a detour to memories of her days
with Jason. The memories flooded over her with such
force that she found her heart beating uncontrollably
and her breath coming to her in short gasps when she
finally managed to pull herself out of the flood. She
ran her wet fingers across her face trying to erase
some of the images that still seemed to be playing back
in her mind and began to concentrate on slowing her
breathing.
She hadn't heard from Jason in months and so she
figured that this sudden burst of memories was her
body's way of telling her that it was time to get back
out there and do some more fishing. She had sort of
taken herself off the market and was holding onto false
hope that perhaps Jason would come walking back into
her life. Up until now she had held onto that hope but
it was time to move on. She climbed out of the bath,
dried herself off and grabbed her phone as she walked
into the bedroom.
She called up all her friends to let them know that
tonight was the night they would go out. She had been
putting off their invites for months and she knew it
was time to pay them back for being so patient. She
didn't understand why she had hung onto the hopes of
some thing more developing from the casual fling she
had going with Jason but she decided that that was
simply a woman's natural behavior. It took a lot of
practice for a woman to lock away her heart and
emotions and focus on something simply being 'casual'.
Women always let their emotions and feelings get caught
up in things, even if they did not realize it at the
time. She had two options: Get involved in a serious
relationship or simply try her hardest to have a casual
fling and practice locking away her feelings. She
wasn't really ready for anything serious and even
though the second option was a lot more work she knew
it would be completely painless if things didn't work
out.
Her mission was set; this afternoon would be a few
DVD's and then her and her friends would all get ready
at her place and go out to a bar or club and go on the
prowl for some men who would be lucky enough to find
themselves spending the night in between the sheets of
these lovely ladies beds.
So Jezebel wrapped herself up warmly before heading out
into the cold wintery streets to collect the DVD's and
snacks needed for that afternoon's event and by the
time she had everything all set up her friends were
already lining up outside her door excited and pleased
with her plans for the evening. They all curled up on
the couches under thick blankets and enjoyed the movies
and between breaks they would catch up on what they had
missed out in each other's lives in the last few
months.
Jezebel, naturally, had a lot of catching up to do but
was glad to see that nothing had really changed that
much with her friends. Sarah was still the little miss
perfect with her shallow ideas on what a perfect man
would be for her, Anna was still trying her hardest to
find that perfect man, still searching for Mr. Right
instead of Mr. Right Now and Brenda had found that she
preferred her life without men as it was less
complicated that way.
Her argument to that was that life was already
complicated on its own, just adding more complications
to that was absolutely absurd. Jezebel could see her
point of view but at this point in time her craving for
intimacy, even if it was to be on a casual basis, had
taken over from her rational way of thinking.
"So Jezz, what have you been up to whilst not going out
with us ladies?" Anna asked as she followed Jezebel to
get more popcorn.
"Oh you know, the usual boring moping things that love
sick women do; moping around the house, getting worked
up when the phone rings, wondering what is wrong with
me that he never called me back or didn't feel the same
way about me, that sort of thing," Jezebel replied with
a slight smile playing at the corners of her mouth.
Anna stared at her in open mouth shock and concern. She
was such a gullible person and would believe anything
you told her if you were good enough at lying with a
straight face.
"Oh Jezz, I'm so sorry to hear that," she whispered as
she walked over and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Anna, I'm kidding," she said through a soft giggle.
"Do I really look like someone who would mope over
something like that?"
"You are such a cow Jezebel," Anna said before giving
Jezebel a playful punch on the arm. "And no you don't
look like someone who would mope but people do change.
Besides who knows what kind of affect Jason really had
on you," she said as she winked at Jezebel before
continuing with the popcorn.
"That is true. He did have quite an affect on me I have
to admit. I didn't realize until this morning that I
had actually let myself get attached to him on a more
intimate level than I wanted myself to. So it did kind
of hurt when I thought back to all my hopeful evenings
I had spent waiting for a call or email from him but
never receiving any. But that was my own fault; I
should have never let that happen. I've been hurt
really badly before and almost did again. But I'm going
to do my best to not let myself get attached like that
again. I'm just going to have to concentrate on all my
feelings and try and drive out any that would get me
attached."
"Wow, you've really thought this through haven't you?"
Anna asked.
"Well, I've thought it through as much as I can. I
don't think I'm ready to look for Mr. Right just yet,"
Jezebel said with a playful smile and nudged Anna who
simply rolled her eyes and made her way back to the
living room.
By the time the movies and catching up were done it was
time to get ready for a night out on the town. Not that
the town was all that big but there was a club or two
in and around the surrounding area. Sarah of course was
not looking too forward to the drive to the club and if
there were lines she was not happy about having to
stand in them in the cold weather.
Sarah was a successful model and loved to show off her
looks and body as much as possible, so naturally all
the outfits she brought with her were short, tight and
made from thin materials; perfect for her mission
whenever she went out-to draw attention to herself,
make guys want her and make women wish they could be
her. It was because of her love and adoration for
herself that she would not subject herself to warm,
comfortable clothes when going out anywhere in public
in cold weather.
Sarah slowly began to dig through her things and pull
out every outfit she had brought with her and spent the
next hour debating over which one to wear. Finally she
settled on a brilliant pink, short silk dress that had
thin diamante straps and a low cut back; clearly she
planned to not wear any form of lingerie tonight. She
skipped off to the bathroom hauling with her half of a
cosmetic station and her pink little number. She would
spend the next two hours getting ready for the big
night out.
Jezebel shook her head as she grinned at the thought of
her friend's everyday routine. Sarah had said to her
once, with a hint of jealousy, that not everyone could
look as perfect as Jezebel without a lot of hard work.
Sarah was a stunning woman in Jezebel's eyes. She was
the same height as Jezebel with well tanned skin and
long chocolate brown hair that draped down to her
shoulders. She had the most beautiful hazel eyes and
those just intensified the rest of her dainty features
on her face. Naturally Sarah had a body to die for as
having a personal trainer was on the top of her list
when she became a model. Her personal trainer helped
tone and sculpt Sarah's body into the same figures you
see on every model on the front of a magazine.
Jezebel was still adamant with Sarah that she didn't
need to go through all of this to look beautiful, that
she was naturally beautiful, but unfortunately the
modeling propaganda had gotten the better of her and
she was completely brainwashed into their way of
thinking. Jezebel however was the only one who ever
spoke to her about the modeling career in an honest
way; Brenda and Anna only ever told her what she wanted
to hear or simply agreed with her on a topic so that
they could change the subject entirely.
Neither of those two felt that they were in any way
beautiful when they were with Jezebel and Sarah and
still felt that they were extremely lucky to have the
two women as their friends. They often worried that
both Jezebel and Sarah would one day outgrow them and
simply leave them in the dust where they felt they
belonged. They were greatly mistaken on that account
because they had all been friends for close on ten
years and that would never change. Sarah was definitely
full of herself and she was definitely shallow but the
one thing that set her apart from the rest of the
models was the fact that she never deserted her friends
no matter how popular she was becoming.
Jezebel knew she would never desert her friends because
they had had an instant connection to each other ten
years ago and that connection had only grown stronger.
She did feel a little guilty for not spending more time
with them but they understood her and so they easily
let it go to enjoy the fact that they had her back with
them to enjoy their nights out on the town.
Jezebel brought her mind back to the current situation
as she stared blankly into her cupboard remembering
that she still hadn't picked out something to wear. She
skimmed through her clothes quickly before deciding on
a pair of smart, figure hugging black pants and low cut
long sleeved blue shirt. She slid on the pants, slipped
on the top over one of her favourite white lace wonder
bras before sitting on the edge of her bed to fasten
the buckles on her black stiletto heels. She got up and
sat by her dressing table to decide what to do with her
hair.
She bit her bottom lip as she churned the ideas over in
her head before finally settling on a neat bun allowing
a few strands to hang loosely on the sides. She applied
her make-up, put on a diamante choker that had a
delicate trail of flowers that hung down the front of
her chest – allowing any man an excuse to touch her
soft skin – she put on the matching ear rings before
applying a little of her favourite perfume to her neck
and wrists. She looked herself over one last time
before sliding her glasses back on, sliding her black
leather jacket on and grabbing her purse.
"Wow!" Brenda exclaimed as Jezebel walked into the
guest room.
"What?"
"You look amazing. Damn, I wish I could look like that
in the simplest of outfits too," Brenda groaned as she
continued to scrounge through her bags to get her
outfit together.
Jezebel simply giggled as she flopped down onto the bed
and waited for the rest of them to get ready. After a
further hour of waiting Anna and Brenda finally had
themselves ready to go and they all sat patiently on
the bed waiting for Sarah to grace them with her
presence.
"Sarah, if you stay in that bathroom for another minute
the lines you fear that you will have to wait in will
be twice as long!" Brenda exclaimed as she got up from
the bed and began to bang on the bathroom door.
"Ok, ok I'm coming out," Sarah's muffled voice came
from within the bathroom.
Brenda sighed as she flopped back down on the bed. The
door slowly opened and Sarah posed in the doorway
waiting for our approval of her choice in outfits.
"You look gorgeous as always Sarah," Jezebel said as
she got off the bed, leaving Anna and Brenda with their
jaws hanging on the floor, and headed towards Sarah.
"But I think you may want to put this over that for the
time being."
She handed Sarah her long thick jacket which Sarah
gladly pulled on over her short, pink little number.
"Well let's get going then shall we."
"Finally," Brenda grumbled as she grabbed her purse and
they all headed out to Anna's car.
Anna wasn't much of a drinker and so she had gladly
agreed to be the designated driver for the evening.
They decided to go to a club that was about twenty
minutes drive from Jezebel's place, that way they
wouldn't have that far to drive when it came time to
leave. The car was filled with laughter and ideas on
what each of the women would be doing or looking for
tonight. Jezebel was the focus of the evening and they
would each be looking out for potential 'casual fling'
men for her.
Jezebel felt as though she were on a high as the
excitement had built up throughout the day. She had
forgotten how good it felt to get out with the ladies
and just let loose. They reached their destination and
much to Sarah's dismay there was already a line halfway
around the building. Jezebel and the others quietly
giggled as Sarah wrapped herself up in her thick coat
and reluctantly got out of the car.
"I told you this was going to happen but you wouldn't
listen," Brenda said to her with a smug smile on her
face. "I know you are all about the 'tempting men with
your body' situation but you should really invest in
some warm clothes to go out in during winter."
Sarah glowered at Brenda but silently walked off to go
and stand in the line.
"Well that's a good way to start our evening," Anna
whispered to Brenda as they all hurried to join Sarah
in the line.
"Don't worry, she's too shallow to hold a grudge,"
Brenda snickered back over her shoulder to Anna.
The line moved at a snail pace and with every step they
took Jezebel could feel the icy winter chill seep
further in through her warm jacket. She bounced up and
down on her feet trying to keep warm and could feel her
teeth begin to chatter.
"T-t-this i-i-i-s-s r-eee-aa-l-l-y r-i-diculous,"
Brenda chattered behind Jezebel.
Jezebel simply nodded her head and began to regret
coming up with this idea in the first place. Jezebel
was about to suggest they get back in the car and
simply head to a bar when one of the bouncers came
walking down the line; he stopped at a few places
telling people they could go In before continuing down
towards them. He finally reached Jezebel and the rest
of her group, eyed them out and simply nodded towards
the front of the line.
Without hesitation they quickly scampered to the front
of the line where the bouncer held the door open for
them. The warm heat radiating from within the club was
a welcoming change to the bitter cold outside. Jezebel
loved the winter weather but it was nights like these
that she preferred being indoors.
They all slid their coats off as they headed into the
club to find a table for them to sit at. The club was
spacious and classy. From the entrance it opened up
onto a spacious dance floor that had two bars on either
side. On the top level of the club there was a cocktail
and shooters bar with a comfortable lounge area for
those not wanting to get straight out onto the dance
floor and this was exactly where they were going to go
for now. Brenda and Anna went to the cocktail bar to
order a round of cocktails while Sara and Jezebel found
a spacious couch in the corner to sit on.
Brenda and Anna came back through the crowd to the
couch where they all sat and enjoyed their cocktails-
Anna of course was only allowed this one drink-whilst
scanning the area for anyone they might know or for any
talent. Jezebel was quite surprised that there was
quite a bit of 'talent' out tonight and couldn't help
but smile her mischievous smile when she caught the eye
of any man looking in her direction. She was ready to
get out there and get started on her mission for the
evening.
"Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Club Luna, I do hope
you are feeling good tonight and ready to party the
night away." The DJ announced from his booth as
everywhere people applauded and whistled in response.
"I'll take that as a yes. Alright then let's not waste
anymore time and get this place rocking!" He bellowed
over the microphone and began to play a song that sent
shivers down Jezebel's spine.
Jezebel immediately found herself heading down the
stairs to the dance floor, followed closely by her
friends. She began to move in time with the music and
sing every word of the song. She had always been a fan
of 'The Muse' and this had been an all time favourite
song of hers and she was most pleased to hear it in the
movie 'Twilight' that had been showing about a week
ago. She had gone to watch the movie and had simply
fallen in love with it and found that the books were
even better. She now waited patiently for the next
installment in the series to come out and couldn't wait
to hear what music they would be using in that. She
closed her eyes and let the sounds and lyrics of the
song wrap her up in a cocoon that blocked out
everything else.
Across the room at the bar on the left sat a man that
Jezebel would soon have in that cocoon with her. He had
simply come out tonight with the intentions of making
his friends happy and to stop them from nagging him to
come out. He sat at the bar and avoided any contact
with anyone. He did get a few curious glances and more
often than not a few women gasped when they looked
closer at him and realized who he was.
He was grateful though that none of them had seemed to
bother him-although that could be accounted for the
stern look he had on his face that seemed to have
formed with every passing minute he was in the club-
they simply looked at him and walked off whispering
between themselves about what they had discovered. He
traced his finger along the condensation that had
formed on the glass that contained his drink and sighed
as his friends slowly left him one by one to venture
off on their own agendas for the evening leaving him
alone at the bar.
He was about to get up and leave when he suddenly
recognized the first song the DJ had chosen to play for
the evening. It was at that moment that he had looked
onto the dance floor and felt his heart begin to beat
as though it were a train about to come off its tracks
and did not realize he had stopped breathing.
He could not believe the absolute beauty he was seeing
swaying to the rhythm of the song; she was a tall,
curvaceous woman with almost milk white skin, she had
fiery red hair that was tied in a bun and was set off
by the low cut blue shirt she was wearing. Her features
on her face were delicate and intensified by her full,
soft-looking luscious lips. He couldn't take his eyes
off her and found himself moving closer to the dance
floor as if he were in a trance.
He began to gasp for breath as he realized he had
stopped breathing whilst he took her in and stopped
himself moving any closer towards her. He forced
himself back to the bar where he downed the rest of his
drink. The alcohol burned his throat but he needed it
to shock his body and mind back into reality. He closed
his eyes and concentrated on his breathing. His
heartbeat returned to a semi-normal pace and once again
he turned to look at her.
She was still there dancing along to the song. Her eyes
were closed and she seemed to be in a world all of her
own. He was certain she had been just a hallucination
or if she was real wasn't as beautiful as his mind had
obviously made her out to be. When he looked at her
again he saw she was very real and her beauty had
seemed to intensify in that second that he had looked
away from her. He chuckled to himself as he thought
back to his character he had played in the 'Twilight'
movie; this must have been what his character did to
women when he had 'dazzled' them.
He had never come across any woman that had ever had
this affect on him before and it was the first time he
was experiencing the affects of being 'dazzled' by
someone. This beautiful goddess before him would have
blended in well with the rest of his kind in the movie
with her pale skin and what seemed to him like inhuman
beauty. He knew he wanted to speak to her, to touch
her, to smell her sweet fragrance and surrender to it
as it wrapped him up in its arms but he just didn't
know how he was going to do that.
He couldn't simply walk over to her and tap her on her
shoulder because he didn't know how she would react
when she saw who he was. He could send her a drink but
in today's times it was never a good thing to accept
drinks from strangers-you never know what they would've
put into it- he considered perhaps sitting closer to
where she was to find out her name and perhaps wait for
her outside and try and get her alone to introduce
himself. That thought just made him feel like a stalker
of some sorts and he dismissed it. He went through a
million different ideas and just couldn't come up with
any decent ones.
He continued to look at her and felt his heart beat
pick up again. His mind was telling him to stay put but
his body urged him on. Before he knew it he was gliding
onto the dance floor, once again caught under her
spell. He slowly made his way to where she was and
stopped just behind her where he caught the smell of
her hair; it sent shivers down his spine and he
swallowed hard to try and push down his heart that
seemed to have made it's way up into his throat.
Her friends that she was there with didn't seem to
notice him, which was a good thing, as he stood behind
her trying to pluck up the courage to get her
attention. He surrendered to the idea of tapping her on
the shoulder and was just about to do so when a loud
ruckus erupted from the dance floor. He looked in the
direction of the noise to see two burly men throwing
punches at each other. They stumbled into this woman's
direction hitting into one of her friends who stumbled
backwards into her. She began to lose her balance and
this opened up the opportunity he had been waiting for.
Jezebel was suddenly snatched out of her cocoon by the
loud shouts and sounds of bone against bone coming from
the dance floor. She opened her eyes in time to see her
friend stumble back and smack into her as two burly men
had punched their way over to the middle of the dance
floor. Sarah stumbled back into Jezebel whose heart
stopped dead in her chest as she lost her balance and
began to fall back. She closed her eyes as she waited
for the pain that she knew was unavoidable as soon as
her body made contact with the hard concrete floor; but
that pain never came.
She felt her back and head cradled in warm, strong arms
and felt someone's warm breath on her face. She opened
her eyes to see who had caught her and felt her heart
immediately begin to beat so fast she was so sure it
was going to rip through her ribs. Her eyes were locked
onto the soft brown eyes set in the angelic face of
Robert Pattinson. He slowly lifted her up and she
automatically wrapped her arms around his neck as he
did so, not breaking the intense gaze that had
developed between them. Everything once again seemed to
disappear around her leaving only her and Robert
standing in the middle of an empty room. His face
really was that of an angel's and now she could fully
understand why they had chosen him to play as Edward in
'Twilight'.
His skin although pale was perfected with that natural
red flush that caressed his cheeks, his soft brown eyes
were warm and alluring, his lips were a perfect red
colour and all these features were set within a
perfectly sculpted face. His brown hair was naturally
untidy and still seemed to have hints of whatever it is
they had used in his hair to give it that bronze look
in the movie.
His arms had wrapped around her waist holding her
against his rock hard chest and his cologne was putting
her on an ecstasy high as she breathed in the scent of
it. Her breathing now matched her hearts labored
beatings as she continued to stare into his eyes. She
noticed that his breathing seemed just as labored and
she couldn't help but smile at the thought that perhaps
she was the cause of that. She eventually found her
voice lost somewhere beneath her heavy breathing to
speak to the angel before her.
"Thanks for that," she tried to say in a calm, even
voice but she seemed to falter on the last word.
"No problem at all," he replied.
His deep English accented voice sent shivers down her
spine and it took all her strength to stop her knees
from giving way under her. They must've given out
slightly because he seemed to pull her closer to him
and wrap his arms around her to lock her in a tighter
grasp; naturally she didn't mind being in his arms and
knew she could stay just like this forever.
Once again they fell silent, neither of them wanting to
let go and the breathing between them seemed to grow
more intense. Jezebel felt her face grow hot as the
blood rushed to her cheeks making them a slightly
darker shade of red than Robert's own cheeks. He seemed
to be moving closer to her, wanting to close the
distance between them and she responded to that by
moving closer herself. Absentmindedly Jezebel twirled
her fingers into his hair and she felt his one hand
slowly begin to caress her lower back.
She could not believe this was happening to her and she
knew already that this was not going to be something
casual. This was going to be much more because those
intimate feelings she had tried to lock away suddenly
burst through the moment she laid eyes on him. She knew
that this time if things did progress between them and
they had to end up calling it off she would be
completely devastated; but she knew deep down that the
pain she would suffer would be worth every second she
spent with him no matter how long or how short that
time would be.
Robert couldn't believe his luck as the opportunity
literally landed in his arms. He had slowly pulled her
up and instead of simply placing his hands on her
shoulder to steady her he instinctively wrapped them
around her waist and pulled her towards him. His body
and mind were finally in sync and they both didn't want
to simply help her get her balance; they wanted her
wrapped in his arms, they wanted to feel her body
pressed against his and they definitely wanted to have
him lost in her sweet scent.
Her sweet fragrance caused him to breathe a little
faster and the smile that gently played across her face
just made him want her so much more. His breathing
quickened as he felt her hands wrap around his neck and
he knew there was no turning back now. He felt her legs
give way slightly beneath her and this gave him the
perfect excuse to pull her closer to him. Robert knew
right then that he wanted to kiss her and so began to
move closer to her, closing the little distance there
was between them.
Tiny shivers ran down his spine as she responded by
twirling her fingers in his hair and moving closer. He
couldn't believe what was happening between them, he
didn't even know her name and yet the chemistry was
instant and explosive. He wanted to spend every minute
of everyday with this woman and it was in this moment
he wished he did not need sleep like his character
because that way he could always be with her and not
miss a single thing.
Their faces were inches away from each other and
Jezebel could almost feel his lips on hers when
suddenly the cocoon around her was completely
shattered.
"Jezz, are you ok! Oh my god I am so sorry! I should've
tri...." Sarah began to exclaim as soon as she had been
helped up off the floor and regained her balance. She
of course stopped mid sentence when she saw whose arms
were wrapped around her friend.
The club came back into focus and Jezebel heard the
burly men cursing as they were dragged outside by the
bouncers. The DJ had been so wrapped up in the fight
that he had completely forgotten about the music and
quickly tried to regain his flow to get the party goers
back into the swing of having a good time. Jezebel
still had her arms wrapped around Robert's neck, her
fingers still tangled up in his hair and his arms were
still firmly locked around her waist with his head now
leaning against hers as they both looked at her
completely stunned friend.
"Well as you can see Sarah I'm perfectly fine, if
Robert hadn't been here to catch me," Jezebel stated as
she turned to once again look into his eyes before
looking back at her friend "I would've more than likely
been knocked out."
Sarah just couldn't find the words for what she wanted
to say and so began to mutter incomprehensible words.
Brenda and Anna rushed over to their friends once they
managed to fight their way back through the crowds to
see if they were alright. They looked at Sarah as she
continued to mutter to herself before looking in
Jezebel's direction. Immediately their jaws seemed to
drop to the floor and they were at a loss for words.
"Ladies please, the man gets enough unwanted attention
from women, I 'm sure he doesn't need to have three
women standing in the middle of a dance floor gawking
at him. Ladies please, a little composure if you will,"
Jezebel hissed at them still not moving from her
current position.
They immediately relaxed and cleared their throats as
they straightened themselves up looking away sheepishly
as they did so. Jezebel chuckled as she watched them
and Robert couldn't help but smile at the sight.
"Well I guess there is no need for introductions on my
part. What is your name?" He asked as he once again
looked at Jezebel.
"My name is Jezebel and the three stooges over there
are Sarah, Anna and Brenda," she replied as she pointed
out her friends who either waved sheepishly at him or
simply nodded in his direction.
"It's a pleasure to meet you all."
"Well I've definitely had enough of the dance floor,
let's head back to our table ladies," Jezebel said as
she pointed to the stairs. "You will be joining us
won't you Robert?" she asked still locked in his arms
with her fingers gently twirling pieces of his hair
between them.
"Definitely," he replied, a little too excitedly.
Jezebel giggled before breaking away, reluctantly, from
Robert's arms and sliding her hand into his to lead the
way to their table. On their way back up to their table
there were gasps escaping from every woman's lips as
they watched the two of them pass. Once again they got
comfortable at their table and Sarah and Brenda now
stumbled off towards the cocktail bar but this time for
shooters; they needed something to help them come to
terms with who was now sitting with them. Jezebel sat
on the two-seater red sofa she had sat on previously
and Robert melted against her side as if their bodies
were made specifically for each other.
His arm stretched across the back of the sofa and his
hand gently rested on her shoulder. Jezebel nestled
into his side allowing her one hand to gently rest on
his leg. This was absolutely mind blowing to Jezebel,
she was already acting as if Robert and she had been
dating forever and yet she had only just met him. She
knew this man before her was an extremely special one
and there was no doubt in her mind that he was thinking
and feeling the exact same things. Jezebel felt as
though this was one really big, really intense dream
and that any minute now she was going to wake up from
it.
She felt a lump form in her throat at the sheer horror
of that thought, that all this was just a dream because
if it was she never wanted to wake up and if she ever
did she would be completely shattered. She shook her
head to clear the thoughts away and swallowed hard to
clear the lump from her throat.
"So Robert what brings you to this side of the world?"
Anna finally managed to ask once she found her voice.
"Well I'm on a bit of a break for now so I came here to
visit a few friends who pretty much begged and pleaded
me to come out with them so I finally gave in and came
along."
He placed his hand on Jezebel's neck to gently pull her
closer to him as if to kiss her but instead placed his
cheek against hers and whispered in her ear.
"I'm really glad that I did come along though."
His voice sent shivers down Jezebel's spine and a soft
sigh escaped her lips. She smiled up at him when he
looked at her and for the rest of the evening Jezebel
once again felt as though she were on the most
incredible high. The rest of the evening was filled
with laughter, a few more rounds of shooters and a lot
of dancing. Robert sat by the bar whilst Jezebel and
her friends danced but the swaying of her body in the
most delightfully teasing way eventually pulled him off
his chair and back onto the dance floor. He wrapped his
arms around her and began to move in time with her as
she leaned back against his chest letting her hands
snake around his neck once again.
He nuzzled his face in by her neck and inhaled her
sweet perfume allowing the softest moan to escape from
his lips as the scent washed over his senses. In his
peripheral vision he could see that this had caused a
mischievous grin to play across her face. He couldn't
resist not kissing her any longer and so he began to
plant soft kisses on her neck starting at the base of
her jaw line and letting them trail down the nape of
her neck. Jezebel closed her eyes and felt her heart
begin to flutter every time his lips touched her skin
which now felt as though it were on fire.
Jezebel suddenly felt dizzy from the passion and desire
to have this man and if it weren't for him holding her
she would've crumpled down onto the floor. He felt her
legs begin to shake and tightened his grip around her
before stopping the administrations of his kisses to
look at her with concern clearly written all over his
face.
"Are you alright?" he murmured into her ear sending
shivers down her spine yet again.
"I'm feeling a little dizzy and that's thanks to you,"
she gasped in response before giving him one of her
most wicked smiles.
"I do apologize for that. Maybe it would be best for
you to sit down."
"I'd prefer to go home. I've had enough of this place
and I've found what I've been looking for," Jezebel
said before winking at him and breaking his grip around
her to lean over to Anna and ask her if they could
leave.
Anna took one look at Robert and nodded as a smile
broke across her face and Robert could only imagine
what Jezebel had told her friend. A few minutes later
Jezebel's friends were driving towards her house with
her following in the Robert's car. The sexual tensions
between the two of them seemed to hum like the sound of
electricity in the car and, even though the heater was
not needed Robert had turned it on nonetheless; force
of habit is the only rational thought Jezebel could
have materialize in her mind before it went rambling
through a million different wants and desires that her
body craved.
Robert did his best to try and concentrate on the road
but he kept glancing over at Jezebel whenever she
moved, not wanting to miss a single thing she did no
matter how insignificant it was. The usual twenty
minute drive home seemed to have become an agonizingly
long one and Jezebel was just about to voice her
frustration when her house finally came into view. They
all hurried inside and her friends wasted no time
gathering their belongings to leave Jezebel and Robert
in peace.
"Well that was a great evening Jezz, we must definitely
do it again. I'll give you a call in the morning,"
Brenda said as she hugged her friend before walking out
the door to her car.
"I want every single, juicy, hot detail from you in the
morning," Sarah whispered into Jezebel's ear before
walking out to her car.
Jezebel laughed softly to herself as she closed the
door behind her friend and feeling that same tension
return with that same almost deafening hum in the room.
She turned and walked back over to Robert allowing her
fingers to interlock with his, tracing small patterns
over the back of his hand with her thumb. She had never
actually noticed until now what he had been wearing and
it just made him look that much more desirable.
He had a thick black winter coat on that covered a
black turtle neck top and a pair of blue jeans to
complete the look along with a pair of simple black
shoes. After her examination of what he wore Jezebel
looked back up at him and found she was smoldering
under his hungry gaze; the lust was very clear in his
eyes and she hoped that he could see it just as clearly
in hers. His breath suddenly caught in his throat as he
seemed to lean a little closer to her, eyes narrowing
as he did so.
"What is it?" Jezebel asked in a cautious voice when
she noticed the slight change in his look.
"I didn't notice back in the club but you have two
different colour eyes," he replied in an almost
whisper.
"Oh," Jezebel said as she chuckled softly "That yes, I
guess I was one of the lucky few to have been blessed
with eyes like this," she said as she pointed to her
eyes with her free hand.
"They are absolutely beautiful. You must be a complete
figment of my imagination, you're just too perfect," he
whispered to her in a husky voice.
"I could say the same," she replied in a husky voice
that matched his own.
His warm breath brushed across her face as she looked
at him and once again he began to move closer to her.
"Um, would you l..."
Jezebel began to ask Robert if he would like something
to drink but was suddenly cut off as Robert wrapped his
arms around her and swiftly picked her up. Jezebel
wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her arms
around his neck, never looking away from him.
"Which way to the bedroom?" he asked.
"Up the stairs, straight down the passage," she
whispered.
He hurried up the stairs to her bedroom, bursting
through door before gently throwing her on the bed,
allowing his body to once again melt against hers as he
lay on top of her. Jezebel was panting and felt that
desire for him twist and writhe within her aching body.
Robert couldn't believe that he still had a little
control left as he slowly began to outline Jezebel's
face with his fingers before removing her glasses so
that he could have nothing blocking her exquisite eyes.
His fingers outlined her lips and as they parted her
warm breath brushed against the tips of them. Finally
the little control he had dissolved and the beast
within him that hungered to have her wrapped in his
arms, to feel her naked skin against his own, howled in
pleasure as it knew the time was now to satisfy that
hunger.
Jezebel twisted her fingers into his hair once again
and gently pulled his face towards hers. This of course
was all the encouragement he needed and she suddenly
felt his soft lips pressed against hers. She opened her
mouth to allow his tongue to enter and they began to
kiss passionately, never breaking away from each other
but only allowing pants of breath or moans escape from
their mouths.
Robert moaned into her mouth as his hands began to
trail over her body down to her leg which she
instinctively lifted and wrapped around his waist.
Robert felt as though he were going to burst with the
burning desire he had for this woman and, even though
he did not want to break their rough and passionate
kiss his yearning for her body took over. He broke away
and removed his jacket and Jezebel did the same before
moving further up on the bed. He sat there on the edge
of the bed for a moment as he looked at her.
She removed her shoes-Robert without looking away
managed to shove his own off- before looking back at
him with that same wicked smile on her face. She leaned
back into the pillows, spread her legs slightly and
beckoned him to her with her finger. Robert seemed to
growl at her as he stalked over to her once again
kissing her but this time with even more intensity. He
pulled her down so that she lay flat on the bed once
again, but instead of letting her arms wrap around his
neck she let her hands begin to caress his chest before
making their way to his back where her fingers gently
danced all the way down his spine making him shudder.
Jezebel's hands found what they were looking for and
she began to lift Robert's shirt, pulling it up towards
his head. He broke away from her to allow her to pull
the shirt over his head. Jezebel simply tossed the
shirt to the floor as she let her eyes wander over
Robert's well built physique. She pulled herself onto
her knees and moved closer to him so that she could let
her hands touch his warm skin and outline every defined
muscle there was on his chest. Once again he shuddered
as her fingers trailed over his bare chest and his
hands now tugged at the bottom of her own shirt.
Jezebel raised her arms above her head and Robert
swiftly removed it exposing her body to him.
His breathing seemed to stop completely as he looked at
her sitting before him now half naked. Her breasts,
enclosed in a white lace bra that accentuated her
cleavage, were nestled above a perfectly flat and well
defined stomach and her skin naturally looked soft and
smooth to the touch. Robert let his fingers run down
her arm causing her to shudder and sigh softly. Jezebel
couldn't resist the urge any longer and so she moved
closer to him leaning in as if to kiss him once again
but letting her lips move towards his neck instead.
She gently began to kiss his neck, allowing herself to
nibble on his ear before continuing with her trail of
kisses which lead from his neck and began to make their
way down to his chest. She kissed him softly along his
collar bone and then began to move them down the middle
of his chest. Robert of course began to pant heavily as
her kisses moved further down his chest towards his
stomach and the pleasure he was experiencing had him
locked in place, unable to move so much as a finger.
Jezebel was quite surprised with herself that she
hadn't already strapped this man to her bed and
stripped him of all his clothing. A little voice in the
back of her mind seemed to come up with a valid reason
and that was because she did not want this to be a
simple one-night stand or a casual fling so there was
no need to rush through it no matter how much her body
seemed to ache for it. She wanted to enjoy every single
thing that happened tonight, from the softest moan to
the mind blowing orgasms that she knew were still to
come.
She wanted to savour every tiny detail of everything
that happened and she didn't know if it was because she
might have been wrong about him feeling the same way as
she did about him, and so wanted to lock away as much
as she could in her memories, or if she was doing this
because he did feel the same way and this was the way
her body had chosen to convince her mind that it was
real and this was really happening.
Her hands had made their way down to the top of his
jeans where she began to undo the buttons, slowly and
one at a time. She had managed to get the final button
undone when Robert's strong hands were placed on either
side of her shoulders and gently pulled her back
towards his face. He was amazed that he had managed to
find the strength to lift her; her trail of kisses had
left him in a complete stupor of ecstasy that his arms
had felt like dead weight on either side of him. When
he looked at her disappointed face, lips slightly
pouting like a sad little puppy, he couldn't help but
chuckle softly to himself and shake his head.
"What?" she breathed.
"You have the cutest little face when you're
disappointed about something," he said as he raised one
hand to brush away a strand of hair from her face.
"Well then you better find a way to make me happy
again. I don't like being disappointed," Jezebel
replied flashing him that same wicked smile.
Robert once again stared into her eyes as he reached
for the elastic band holding her hair tied back in its
bun. He tugged at the bands for a minute or two before
they finally gave in on their hold and her hair was
free to cascade down her back like waves of fire.
Robert thought nothing else about her would be able to
take his breath away again but the site of her face
surrounded by her fiery red hair did just that.
He began to twirl one of the locks of her hair between
his fingers before leaning forward to smell it; it
smelled of peaches and cream and he pulled her closer
so that he could breathe in more of the smell. While
Robert was wrapped in the sheer delight of her smell,
Jezebel moved one hand behind her back and undid the
clasps of her bra, moving away slightly from his body
so that it could slip off from around her arms.
Robert hadn't seemed to notice what she had done until
Jezebel once again pushed her body up against his. His
breathing came to him in short gasps and his whole body
seemed to stiffen against hers at the realization that
there was no longer a tiny piece of fabric restricting
any part of her upper body. Robert moved his head back
from her hair so that he could look into Jezebel's eyes
and it was her turn to giggle when she saw how wide his
eyes were.
"You look like this is your first time at doing this
sort of thing Robert."
All he could do was shake his head in response.
"Well you see, this is usually the part where you take
a look to see if you like what you see," Jezebel said
in a whisper.
"I'm actually afraid to do that, can you believe it,"
he replied, finally finding his voice again.
"Why?"
"Well, I don't want to rush into any of this, much to
my body's disappointment I assure you, but I'm afraid
that if I look now I'm going to lose the battle and
then I will regret not being able to have savoured
every tiny detail of this evening."
"I'm sure you will be able to control yourself, I have
faith in you," Jezebel replied giving him that
mischievous smile he loved so much.
Robert relaxed his muscles and swallowed hard but still
not letting go of Jezebel. She placed her hands on his
chest and gently pushed so that she could remove
herself from his blazing hot skin but he tightened his
grip on her.
"Just give me a minute, please," he whispered into her
ear.
Jezebel granted him his wish and stayed still in his
grasp. She smiled to herself at the thought that she
was driving this man crazy and she hadn't even done
anything grand that would lead to this point.
Eventually she felt him breathe out slowly before
finally loosening his grip and pulling her away from
him. He looked at her in her eyes and for a moment it
seemed as though he was not going to look any further
than that. She was about to turn on her powers of
persuasion when his eyes slowly began to move away from
hers.
Jezebel began to breathe heavily as she felt his gaze
move over her body, burning her wherever they looked.
Robert stared at her as though he were a little boy on
Christmas day that just received the present he always
wanted. In one instant moment Jezebel found herself
flat on her back with a hungry, sex-crazed man pressed
to her body, his tongue dancing around in her mouth and
his hands were running wild everywhere; she felt them
tangle in her hair as he kissed her, he allowed one of
them to snake it's way down her arm and move across to
her breasts, fondling them hungrily allowing his
fingers to trace tiny circles around each of her
nipples.
He finally broke away from her and began to kiss his
way down to her breasts, leaving her panting and
grabbing the sheets as each kiss sent a cold shiver
down her spine; a welcoming comfort for her burning
skin. She gasped when his mouth latched onto her right
nipple and his tongue began to wrap around it in small,
fast circles. Her body writhed beneath his and she felt
as though she were going to have an orgasm from this
tiny pleasure but his mouth moved away from her
breasts, much to her disappointment, and carried on
with its burning kisses along her stomach.
Robert's hands found what they were looking for and
immediately began to tug at the buttons of Jezebel's
pants. After a minute or two they finally gave in and
Robert immediately began to tug at the top of her pants
expressing his desire to have them removed. Jezebel
lifted her back so that he could easily slide them off
along with her underwear before throwing them across
the room to crumple into a heap on the floor somewhere
in the bedroom.
The beast within him howled in delight and seemed to
salivate at the thought of what it was about to receive
as it's reward for being made to wait so long; however
the screaming voice in his head made him stop to once
again enjoy the sheer beauty of the red-haired goddess
lying before him now completely naked. His chest heaved
as he tried to calm his thumping heart so that he could
concentrate on the task at hand.
Jezebel lay on the bed before him clutching the covers
of the bed and staring at him with pleading, lustful
eyes, her chest rose and fell quickly as she gasped for
breath making it very tempting for Robert to lean down
once again and allow himself another taste of her sweet
skin but he resisted and moved his eyes further along
her body. Her legs felt like silk under is hands as he
caressed them but his eyes were on the wet, neatly
trimmed mound between her legs that beckoned him
forward.
The howling monster seemed to purr now as it registered
what his intentions were before he even began to move
and he licked his lips as his hands ran back towards
her hips, bringing him closer to her womanhood.
Jezebel felt as though every cell in her body was about
to explode when Robert stopped kissing her to once
again look at her, now laying completely naked before
him. She could see the hunger for her in his eyes and
she wanted to pull him down onto her because she didn't
know if she could contain her own hunger any longer.
She clawed at the sheets as she gasped for breath
watching him as his eyes ran their familiar course over
her body, letting his hands trail over her bare legs
and getting familiar with the unfamiliar terrain.
Jezebel wanted to sit up right then and pull him
towards her but suddenly his hands began to move back
up her legs towards her hips bringing his face closer
to her now dripping mound, his eyes fixed on that sweet
spot that would give her the release she yearned for.
Her heart was hammering away in her chest and it now
felt as though she couldn't breathe at all, her breath
was coming to her so fast and in such short gasps; it
felt as though she was going to pass out but she began
to concentrate on her breathing to try and slow it
down.
Robert leaned his face in to her inner thigh on the
left and gently began to kiss his way lower down,
sending shivers of pleasure up and down Jezebel's spine
once again. Jezebel felt that familiar tingle deep
within her womanhood as Robert got closer to it with
every kiss; as he moved closer Jezebel released the
covers of the bed and let her fingers tangle themselves
in his hair making sure that he didn't mover off his
current course.
Of course, Robert had no intention of doing so and when
he finally reached his intended goal he breathed in
deeply, allowing her sweet womanly scent to fill him up
before breathing out slowly letting his breath brush
across her sensitive sweet spot. Jezebel moaned as his
breath brushed over her dripping womanhood and once
again she began to squirm on the bed.
Slowly Robert began to slide his tongue along the soft
wet folds of her womanhood, delighting in the taste
that now filled his mouth sending shivers of delight
down his spine. Robert curled his hands around
Jezebel's legs and pulled her closer to him as he
lapped up her sweet juices hungrily. He wanted to be
inside her, to feel the warmth of her around him but he
was enjoying his administrations too much to pull
himself away.
His tongue danced around her sensitive womanhood as his
fingers slowly slid deep into her dripping mound and
began a slow rhythm in and out of her. Jezebel gasped
at the intense feeling that ripped through her body
when he did this and she began to grind her hips down
onto his fingers just to experience that feeling again.
Robert's administrations picked up pace and once again
Jezebel found herself panting as an orgasm built up
within her wanting to break loose and rush through her
entire body so that it could cool her burning skin. Her
moans became louder as her orgasm approached and as it
broke loose over her causing her entire body to break
out in spasms, she squealed in delight, gripping the
covers once again.
Robert slowed his pace before removing his fingers from
her and placing them in his mouth so that he could lick
up every bit of her sweet juices. He delighted in her
taste and couldn't get enough of it but the hungry
beast within him wanted so much more than just her
taste, it wanted to feel her wrapped around him. Robert
stood up whilst Jezebel still lay in a state of
absolute bliss and began to remove his pants, finally
giving in completely to his desires.
Once rid of his clothing completely Robert gently slid
on top of Jezebel once again, feeling the moisture on
her skin as he did so and watching her face, mesmerized
by the way it looked when she was in a complete state
of bliss. In one swift, gentle move Robert slid into
Jezebel's womanhood causing her back to arch as he did
so and her eyes to shoot open when she gasped at the
sensation. Robert's hunger for her intensified at the
feeling of her warm, wet womanhood and he slowly began
to move in and out of her, gradually picking up the
pace as he got into a rhythm.
As his pace picked up so did his breathing and very
soon Robert found himself panting as the sweat broke
out across his body. Jezebel took his face in her hands
and looked deep into his eyes as he made love to her
and she felt the beginnings of her second orgasm begin
to brew inside of her. Robert's panting breaths turned
to moans and grunts of passion as he neared his
release; Jezebel sensing this wrapped her arms around
his neck and pulled him closer to her, wanting to feel
his body on her.
With cries of pleasure from both partners, their
orgasms washed over them leaving them panting and
intertwined as they immersed themselves in the in the
waves of their orgasms.
Jezebel finally managed to get her breathing to a slow,
stable pace and turned to Robert to kiss him lightly on
the forehead as she twirled locks of his hair between
her fingers.
"Would you care for something to drink now," she
whispered to him.
Robert nodded his head but gripped her tightly when she
tried to free herself from his arms.
"You know you have to let me go so I can go and get
that drink for you," Jezebel said with a giggle.
Robert shook his head, "No I can do without it for now,
but I can't do without you being in my arms so please
stay."
Jezebel nestled back into his arms and began to tickle
his arm and very soon both of them were drifting into a
deep sleep.
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