Emily leant back against the warm palm as it ghosted across her alabaster skin. "Abe." She sighed, tucking her chin into her shoulder and nestling into his torso. Square fingers lifted her head from it's comfortable nest to his waiting lips. They were soft and comforting, like a blanket on a cold winter's night. She breathed in, savouring his strong musk.
He bit her gently, teeth sinking into the curve of her lip. She gasped and turned her body to face him, pressing her curves against his firm torso. She trailed a hand down her satin nightdress, dragging his attention with it.
"Slow." He rumbled, reaching down to lift her hand above the equator. "Sensual."
She bit her own lip in mild frustration. "But I want you now."
"Patience." He chided and nipped her ear.
She frowned. Planting a hand firmly in the center of his chest she pushed him away. "Then you learn it. I'm going home."
The man blinked. "What?" His hands stopped moving as his brain caught up. "You can't do that."
"Watch me."
"But there's a blizzard out there."
"But baby it's cold outside." She jeered. "Just stop talking."
She pulled away, irritated. The man who she had thought so handsome and delectable moments ago was now just another trophy that had lost its shine. She snatched her coat before he could offer it to her. "Goodnight Abe."
Despite her deliberate antagonism the man walked her to the door. He may be lost for words but never social graces. How they bored her, these proper types. She wanted to be ravaged, devoured, pushed into the wall and taken with little ceremony and unbridled carnal desire. Not caressed like her skin as no thicker than a petal and as sensitive as a minefield. She would get no satisfaction here tonight.
She stalked through the topiary in a swirl of white powder. She was careful not to look back at the young man who would undoubtedly wait and watch to ensure she got to her car safely. Boring, boring, boring.
She dived into the car, already shivering as a fine layer of snow soaked through her best jacket. She grumbled under her breath as the car thrummed to life but the heater failed to start. Teeth chattering she drove away from her date and into the darkness.
Half an hour later she was crawling through the city at a pace that made public transport look downright appealing. Apparently there was some sort of sports event on. She sighed and gazed out the window, confident that the road wouldn't change any time soon.
Her gaze fell on a young man. He was tucked away between two buildings covered with scaffolding, neatly avoiding both the snow and wind of the freezing night. She found herself staring at the lean body. As her eyes travelled up his torso the man turned to look her dead in the eye. A bolt of heat flashed through her body. Her head snapped forward and she stared unseeing at the car in front of her, gripping the steering wheel as though her life depended on it. As an afterthought she locked the car doors.
She swallowed, painfully aware of the man's gaze. She could feel the heat radiating from her cheeks. She shifted uncomfortably in her seat.
After five minutes she risked a glance back. The man was still leaning against the wall, infuriatingly nonchalant. He flashed her a smile that made her pussy clench.
Animal instinct took over. Without indicating she pulled out of the long line of traffic leaving the city and drove down the alleyway the ran the length of the factory. She veered into the first park she found, almost forgetting the handbrake. Grabbing her handbag she leapt out of the car before common sense could catch up. This wasn't a time for rationale. She was feeling cagey, frustrated, and the fire raging inside her was ready to burst forth and consume the city.
That young man may be sheltered from the weather but he was still in for a hell of a storm.
She rounded the corner and marched down the street, cursing as the cruel wind whipped under her skirts. She slowed as she approach the gap where the man was tucked away. Doubt began to fill her mind. Her heels clicked loudly in the sudden silence. She bit her lip, suddenly filled with indecision.
"I could do that for you." A low voice purred.
Her breath caught in her throat. A shiver ran down her spine that had nothing to do with the weather.
The man emerged from the alley. Their eyes met and she felt that jolt of electricity again. She nearly collapsed as she realized what it was. Desire. Delicious, dark, carnal desire.
The man lowered her head, his eyes travelling the length of her body. Emily trembled with excitement. She could practically feel him undressing her with his eyes.
He closed the gap and stood so close she could feel the heat radiating off his skin. His head tilted from side to side as he examined her. Apparently reaching a decision, he offered his palm.
"Want?" He asked.
She blinked, suddenly horribly aware of the realities of her situation. "Do you cost?" she blurted out.
