I should've known you'd be here... Jessica thought.
Eric took a deep breath, and his eyes dropped down inch by inch as if he was peeling the dress right from her body.
"They just give invitations to anybody don't they?" she smirked and then turned her back on him too grab another strawberry.
Eric let out a hearty laugh, "You weren't expecting me to be here huh?" he teased, as his fingertip was suddenly felt, tracing a line down her spine. The path it took was felt as far down as the back of her knees, even though the tip of his finger dropped off before meeting up with her dress which stopped at the lowest point of her back.
More like wished. I can't fight you off wearing this dress... her body screamed as she stayed silent for a moment.
"The thought never crossed my mind." She sarcastically shrugged her shoulders, a bit of a brush-off – she hoped.
Eric leaned into her ear as she was bent over the table, reaching for the grapes. "Jess... play nice now. We have the whole night ahead of us," he whispered, as his hand came down giving her quick pat to her ass.
Jessica stood suddenly, feeling the slight bite to where his hand had landed. "And just wha-" She turned to find him walking away, the masculine scent of him leaving a lingering trail behind him.
She turned back to the table and picked up another glass of champagne, and swallowing in gulps, finished the glass. I think I need another...She exhaled, setting the empty glass onto the table and picking up another.
Jessica turned to see the last of his leather vest, exposing his muscular shoulders, as he entered the large ball room. She squeezed her small purse under her arm and walked toward the door, gave a quick smile to the doorman and she stepped into the ball room.
Jessica stood in the ball room among the many people. Many conversations then led into others, everyone sharing the common bond of the club. She scanned the ballroom but Eric, nowhere in sight...Where did you disappear to Eric? she thought.
Jessica casually smiled at the lady in front of her, "Would you like more bubbles...?" a gentleman's voice interrupted her thoughts, from behind Jessica's shoulder. The lady's eyes had went wide, catching a glimpse of him before he spoke.
Jessica turned ready to show the waiter her still-full glass. "Or would you prefer another massage?" The surprise was immediate. "Ohh... wow!" Jessica gasped.
"Need a little help with your choices?" He chuckled, and then leaned forward cupping the top of her shoulder with his hand, giving her a soft kiss on the side of her cheek.
"Both!" Jessica snickered, and then he stepped back to look at her. "Jessica...." She held her hand out, ready to shake his.
"Justin, your favorite client." He chuckled again, squeezed her hand in his, enjoying the look of shock that covered her face.
"Nikki..." the woman beside her interrupted the conversation, holding her hand up.
"Nice to meet you." Justin winked. "I don't believe you're a client of mine," he teased, kissing the top of her wrist, letting her hand slide from his.
"I'm open all next week, just call Tickles." Nikki smiled, crossing her hands together in front of her. A wallet-size purse dangled from its thin straps, bouncing against her satin dress, as she rocked back and forth on her heels.
Justin cocked his head to the side with a look of wonder, undoubtedly thinking of a place he could touch Nikki that wouldn't make her wiggle all over the place, as he flashed a charming grin.
Jessica looked around at some of the singles, couples and groups of people that filled the ball room. A beautiful melody came from a grand piano that sat near a large picture window. A man played, captivating scattered couples, and they swayed to his musical piece.
The casual conversation continued with Nikki and Justin, as Jessica slowly scanned the room. She peered beyond Nikki's shoulder and then up the long staircase where she found Eric, leaning against the railing, halfway to the top. His unmistakable intensity was seen even from across the room. He caught her looking at him and it sucked a breath from her lungs.
She lifted her glass taking a generous swallow, smiling into the rim of her glass. What do you want from me Eric? Her thoughts ran deep.
Justin and Nikki kept a steady conversation, although Jessica never heard a word of it, even though she had pretended too. She would let out a short, fake laugh now and then, but her attention always returned to Eric.
Eric raised his hand and then hooked his finger, curling it up toward his chest, as he mouthed the words... 'Come here'. "Can you guys excuse me?" Jessica smiled, her eyes still locked with his.
"I'm going to take a quick tour," She added, looked in their direction for a moment, and then left them standing there.
"Sure... see you a little later maybe." Justin winked, as Nikki smiled, happy to keep Justin to herself.
"Don't have too much fun." Nikki giggled.
Jessica arrived at the first step of the long staircase. She glanced up at Eric, taking the last drink from her glass. The arm of a waiter appeared, as she turned and dropped her glass onto his passing tray. She leaned forward and gathered the material of her gown into her hand, holding it just above her thigh, and she began to climb the stairs toward him.
Eric stood like a statue until she got close enough to touch, and then held his hand out, waiting for hers. "Come with me." He said, looking down into her deep, brown eyes.
"Where are you taking me?" Jessica asked, placing her hand in his. He squeezed her fingers and walked up the steps in front of her, leading the way.
They arrived at the top and without a word, silently he turned to the right, leading her down a long hallway. Stopping at a closed door, where silver hand cuffs hung from its handle. "A little more adventure...Jess." He whispered, drawing his finger along her jawline.
Jessica swallowed hard from the anticipation of what was waiting behind it.
Eric turned the handle, and the cuffs rattled against the panel of the door, as they entered walking into a spacious living room. A large sectional wrapped around the room almost completing a full circle. At the center of the carpeted floor, a woman was knelt down on her knees, sitting on her ankles with her hands placed in her lap. Her dark, long, brown hair laid flat against the curve of her spine. Firm and nude, her body quietly held still.
Jessica was amazed by the sight, as Eric tugged her hand, leading her around the sectional. He sat her down on the cushion seat, slipping in next to her. Raising his arm, he encircled her shoulder, moving her back against his chest, his breath now at her ear.
There was a deepening sound in the room and she waited for the first sign of anything that was about to happen. Jessica's ears began to pound, her heart racing. She was sure that Eric could see the skin of her semi-exposed breasts pulsating hard. Eric was testing her limits and Jessica knew it.
Click, Click.
The door they just walked through opened. A man and a woman walked around the sectional, sitting down at the opposite side. The woman smiled at Jessica and then turned her focus toward the center of the floor. Shortly afterward, two ladies entered the room, taking their place at the center of the sectional. A steady amount of people continued to appear, filling the sectional with more faces while others stood behind the high-backs of the seat cushions of the couch.
The door shut, the sound was deafening in the quiet room. Eric's steady and controlled breath whispered past her ear and the steady rhythm of his chest rising and falling against her shoulder blade sent shivers down her spine. She folded her hands together and played with her thumbs, nervously biting at her lip.
"Have you ever hungered for a man's touch that it caused you to push your limits...?" Eric whispered and then grasped her fidgety hands with his. "...making you want to try things that you could never see yourself doing..."