Wandering the cold dark streets alone, boot heels clicking a sharp staccato off the walls surrounding her, Ilena walks, tall, and lithe wrapped in a full-length hooded fur coat that hugs to her curves like a second skin. As she paces methodically down the abandoned street Ilena feels a niggling shiver glide through her senses.
Her nostrils flair and she turns suddenly, eyes glimmering in the shade of the hood she wears. Walking with purpose Ilena's heels clicking matching a beat in the distance thrumming into her soul. For some strange reason as she approaches the bar with the wild beat and the warm welcoming ambience she feels a tingling anticipation.
Slowly removing her fur coat Ilena hands it in to the coat check and pays her cover. Her body, lithe, and barely concealed by a dress tailored to cling to every graceful curve. Sheathed from neck to knee in a navy blue dress, sequin spangled that glimmers like the night sky as she glides deeper into the throng of bodies dancing in a bumping rhythm to the live band.
With coal black hair falling in soft ringlets around her shoulders and face, skin the color of cream, and sparkling eyes a predatory topaz. Her presence making people instinctively pull away and squirm in uncomfortable attraction, wanting to be near her but sensing something sinister behind her eyes. Oblivious to it all Ilena searches through the crowded room her head turning in an elegant swivel to take in everyone present.
Ultimately her eyes fall on the one figure she came here searching for. Dominic a dark brooding man clothed in a long sleeved white cotton shirt the tie at his throat partially pulled from his collar revealing the sheer brawn of him by the width of his neck and broad shoulders barely concealed by fabric tugging over gristle. Ilena's eyes linger on him taking in his shape and masculinity. The perfect V from his shoulders to his lean waist caught and captured by a thin belt through the loops of his tailored black slacks.
Dominic's black hair cut to a close bristle, his intelligent sea foam green eyes taking in the lithe form of Ilena as she paces forward. Craven need, sparking in her amber eyes, and seeping out around her like a heady fog. From the top of her ebony locks to the sole of her knee high black boots everything about her signals danger to those that don't know her and even for those that do.
They come together in the middle of the grinding bump of the dance floor the cadence of the music making their hearts pound in time with the beat. With one tender finger Dominic traces the curve of your luscious jaw and tucks a stray ringlet behind her ear. With a primal growl Ilena sweeps his hand away with one of her own, and whispers through clenched teeth. "I'm not here for that Dominic, You know what I want."
Nodding somewhat chagrined, Dominic takes Ilena by the wrist and draws her up the narrow stairs to his apartment above the bar. The crowd making reluctant way for them as they pass confused by the urgency emanating off the seductive couple.
Dominic reaches up for the key resting on the top of the door jamb and unlocks the door drawing Ilena inside, her foot deftly hooking around the door as they enter slamming it shut behind them and pulling her wrist free of Dominic's grasp. With one quick motion Ilena slaps Dominic across the face and snarls. "How dare you touch me like that Dominic."
Shaking his head sea foam eyes search her topaz glare, the thumb of his right hand gliding along his bottom lip along with his tongue trailing through the blood that her slap drew as his lip collided with his perfect teeth. "You're a bitch Ilena you come to me for one reason and then treat me like this?" showing Ilena the shining droplet of blood on his thumb. Growling softly Ilena jumps at him fingers clawed aiming for his face.
With casual ease Dominic catches her wrists before they can damage him, the muscles of his torso rippling. Pushing her back against the door with a hard slam they fall together kissing hungrily. The blood from his lip painting her lips a ruby red their teeth and tongues tangling wildly.
Releasing her wrists as her hands relax from their claws Dominic grinds his lower body to hers his erection pressed into her sequined hips. Panting and writhing against the door Ilena lifts her legs to wrap around his waist, hands coming up to tear his shirt off buttons flying in every direction, nails scratching over the dark olive of his skin leaving welted trails as they grind together. Finally her fingers curl around the tie at his throat pulling it apart and letting it fall to the side.
Ilena roughly strips the shirt off of him as her feet find the floor, using the leverage she deftly spins from him and uses the cuffs of his shirt to immobilize his arms behind him. Groaning in frustration Dominic tries to fight free of the fabric cuffs but even with all his glistening muscle nothing gives.
Stepping in front of him with a wicked grin Ilena pulls the belt at his waist undoing it in two quick jerks and sliding it free of the loops the slacks settling lower on his hips. Stepping closer Ilena scratches her nails deftly through his happy trail that disappears under his waist band.
With nimble fingers Ilena undoes his slacks and peels them off his slim hips, in his usual fashion Dominic isn't wearing underwear so his erection pops free the length curving to his belly. A glistening drop of pre-cum sparkling at its tip with the foreskin of his cock rolled back slightly with the building pressure of the pleasure boiling inside his cock.