One minute I'm standing in a bookstore, and the next I'm being kissed!
His hand was on my neck, his lips were soft, firm, demanding and I opened up to him. I was too shocked to be angry. I felt the other hand slide around my waist and pull me against him. I thought in the back of my mind that he looked just like that Alan Rickman guy at 30. I heard him groan faintly and it brought me back to my senses. I pulled back and he let go. He simply smiled at me and licked his lips. My breathing was heavy and I felt my nipples tighten in response to the kiss.
He just smiled and said, "Magnificent." I shivered from his voice. It was smooth, like fur rubbing on my skin.
"Thank you," was my only reply. My fingers touched my lips. He held out his hand and I automatically gave him mine.
"When I saw you here, I knew I had to taste you," he murmured. He pulled me to him slowly and I realized that he thought I was sexy! Well, that doesn't happen very often, I thought to myself.
"Come with me?" He asked softly.
"Yes." Was my only reply.
We walked out to the street and he opened a car door for me. I climbed in and watched in fascination as he slid in beside me and closed the door. It was a limo. Dark on the inside, it kept the world outside and ours inside.
The car moved forward and it finally dawned on me that I had gotten into a strangers car and I backed up against the door.
He looked at me quizzically, and then smiled. Oh, that smile was goregous!
"Please, don't be afraid. I don't usually do this sort of thing. I saw you standing there and you just radiated energy, senuality, and feminity that I had to taste you. I am drawn to you. You are exquisite." He said. "My name is James," and held his hand out.
I looked at it, feeling a bit foolish. After all he said all those lovely things. I took his hand and wondered at how strong it was and so much bigger than my own.
"Alisandrea," I replied, feeling a bit more comfortable. He took my hand and turned it palm up and kissed it. I shivered from the feel of his lips and jaw. Most men have rough faces but his was smooth. He trailed up my thumb and sucked it into his mouth and I groaned. He was so good with his tongue! I moved closer and watched in fascination as he sucked on my thumb. My eyes traveled over his features. Strong chin, tan skin, shoulder length black hair, soft mustache. His eyes opened and pinned me. Deep green with lust in them. I melted a little more.
He slowly pulled my thumb out of his mouth and leaned forward to kiss me. I let him. I wanted him to kiss me. He opened his mouth slightly and pressed his lips to mine. I opened mine and let him in. It was all he needed. He groaned and pulled me against him, pinning me between the leather seats and his hard, warm body.
His hand caressed my shoulder as he kissed me. It was more than a kiss, this was a form of sex for him. I moaned into his open mouth and his grip tightened around my waist. His tongue slid into my mouth and prodded mine. He was demanding, wanting. My tongue touched his and I felt us blend together. He wanted me to respond. My nipples were stiff in my bra, aching with need. My hands wrapped around his neck and I pressed myself to him. I could feel the hard muscles under his shirt. He smelled so good.
The more our tongues danced, the more demanding he became. He slid a hand under my t-shirt and kneaded my flesh. He groaned and his hand moved up to my swollen breast, kneading it. I whimpered into his mouth and he broke the kiss.
I felt lost without his on mine and he pulled my shirt up to see what he was holding. He leaned down and tongued my breast, pulling it out and sucked the nipple into his mouth. My head fell back and I groaned out loud. My hand caressed his hair, and the other slid under his jacket to his back. Hard muscles flexed under my hand but all I could really feel was his mouth on my breast. Oh this man is so very oral, I thought dimly.
My legs were clamped shut, pressing my sex closed. I was afraid if I opened them, it would be the end of me. He pulled back and tongue my nipple and I watched through a haze of lust as he gently pulled the other out and moved to it. My hands went to his hair and I pulled him to me. I couldn't help it, I had to have him!
"Alisandrea," I heard him murmur against my nipple and I shivered from the sound.
"James," I replied. My eyes full of hunger, I smiled at him. He he let go of me and sat up while pulling my shirt down. The car door opened and he took my hand and pulled me out into the sunlight. I blinked at the harsh light and let him lead me into a very elite building. We walked to the elevator and stepped in. I moved to him and held him to me. I felt very exposed. He looked at me and smiled and kissed me lightly.
When the elevator opened he stepped out into a modern looking living room. I looked around and wondered where the hell I was.
"Welcome to my home," he said. I smiled and let go of him and walked to the couch. I turned to find him a couple steps behind me, his eyes half closed, intent. He took my hand and led me to his bedroom.
He pulled me to him and kissed me hard. My hands wound in his hair and he groaned into my mouth. He pushed my pelvis to his and I could feel his cock through his slacks. It felt impressive but I had to see for myself. I reached down to unbutton his shirt and he let go of my mouth to watch me. I undid one at a time, my fingers touching his chest and stomach as I went. I pulled his shirt out and let my hands roam back up to his chest, rubbing my palms on his nipples. He inhaled sharply. I knew he was watching my face but I couldn't take my eyes off him. I slid his shirt back over his shoulders, taking the jacket and shirt to the floor. He definitely worked out.
"Fair is fair," he said. James put my arms up in the air and pulled my shirt off. He smiled when he saw the front clasp on my bra and unsnapped it, letting it fall to the floor. My breasts spilled free and his hands tightened over them. I saw his eyes darken and he glanced up at me before he sucked the right one into his mouth. My head fell back and I groaned out loud. I was pretty sure we were alone. He moved a bit and I saw him kick his shoes off. So I did too. Soft carpeting underneath me, and James over me sucking my flesh made me shiver and I held him to me as he flicked the nipple with his tongue.
