Gazing down upon this beautiful man, with her golden-amber eyes, Jixxana, she took a quick intake of breath. Taking in his ebony beauty, her eyes sparkled with the vitality of a predatory female. Remembering when she had first seen him...she smiled in thought...
Jixxana had attended the fancy dinner party that Kareem Jamal did. A gathering of the artists, discussing the latest acquisitions of some of the great and legendary in history. She had watched this magnificent male from across the perfumed cloistered ball room. A bevy of simpering females surrounding him, all trying to vy for his attentions. Jixxana had stood still...watching him, his arrogant face knowing he could have any female he so desired. At that moment, his eyes had captured hers, Jixxana had smiled slightly, but it was her eyes that held the emotions she felt...amusement.
The 6'5 black man had had the grace to blush under her knowing look. Yet she smiled indulgently, raised her champagne glass slightly in a silent toast. Jixxana ran her soft tongue around the rim of her champagne glass, delicately capturing the drops of the drink. The arrogant man had watched her the whole time, not paying attention to the females trying so desperately to capture his praise.
Having overheard his name from a passing waiter, Jixxana now had a name to place with that beautiful face. Hm...Kareem Jamal...how strong and proud that name was. Placing her empty champaign glass upon a mahogany table, Jixxana moved across the room to speak to the CEO of her company that was calling her over with a look.
Looking back briefly, Jixxana noticed that Kareem had walked to where she was previously standing, near one of her favorite paintings; Lady Agnew by John Singer Sargent. Jixxana's eyes widened as Mr. Jamal picked up the champagne glass she had put down a moment ago, then ran his long tongue around the rim, where she sipped from, evident by the markings of her soft pink lipstick left behind. As this man ran his tongue around the rim of her glass, his eyes held hers, with a look that said "if I wanted you, I would take you".
After recovering from her momentary shock of this bold man, Jixxana raised her chin defiantly and moved on to speak to Mr. Croft. Omg, this man is so arrogant! I would love to knock him down a notch or two. The nerve, licking my glass, and looking at me like that, arrogant oaf!
Jixxana had not seen him for the remainder of the evening, having been busy negotiating for a purchase of one of the paintings. Though, after a brief inquiry, Jixxana had found out where he lived. She had smiled slightly and began to plan her lesson for this arrogant man. Well she could not fault him for his arrogance, we all had our moments of arrogance, but this man was blatantly arrogant. She wanted to show him that he could not just have anyone he wanted, yet she was going to do the taking with him.
After having arrived home and changed out of her gown, Jixxana had slipped on a pair of hip hugging black pull on pants, a black sweater with a zipper up the front. The suit accentuate her curvaceous body, yet left something to the imagination. She had put her long dark auburn hair into a pony tail, so it would not get in the way, when she snuck in Kareem's house. Taking out her slim black leather case, she took out the tools she needed to pick the lock to his front door. Walking in quietly, Jixxana's expert amber eyes scanned his magnificent home; totally masculine. A mix of antiquities and modern furniture and paintings. A fireplace dominated the living room, with a white bear skin rug on the stone floor. My my, very nice. Her attention was diverted when she heard the shower begin. Walking with sleek feline grace, Jixxana climbed the spiral staircase to the upstairs, careful not to make any noise. As she heard the shower stop, Jixxana quickly scanned around and found a light under a door, assuming it was his room, she entered it quietly. Hiding in the big walk-in closet, Jixxana waited for Kareem to enter his room and fall asleep, before she make her move.
Hearing the big man enter his room, Jixxana kept her eyes fixed on him through the slits in the wooden sliding doors of his closet. Dropping his towel suddenly, Jixxana had to cover her mouth to hide the gasp that came from the sight in front of her. A Perfect, round muscular rear end, was in full view. My goodness, he's beautiful! Her vibrant eyes then slid down to his long muscular legs, so unlike many men who had scrawny legs. This man's thighs were the same size as small tree trunks; sleek, svelte, strong and oh so long. Please turn around...no please DON’T turn around, I have business to finish with you. I don’t want to see that beautiful shaft that I can tell you have.....well maybe a quick look..*groans* I hope he doesn’t, I'm acting like a babbling fool here...Oh God, he's turning around.....
As Kareem Jamal turned around, Jixxana's amber eyes widened in surprise. Gripping the edges of the closet door with her long nails, her soft lips parted in wonder, as she gazed upon his long, jutting shaft. It sprang to life on its own accord, among a thick black well- kept furry surrounding. A warmth began to seep into her white lace bikini panties, as she gazed upon his big beautiful body. Tearing her eyes away from his shaft, Jixxana's soft gaze slid up to his powerful shoulders, to his strong arms, a solid neck. His muscular chest spanned wide, with the tattoo of a growling tiger upon his upper left side. Finally, Kareem went over to the bed, and shut the light.
Ok this guy sleeps naked, how convenient. I wonder if most guys sleep with nothing on?
Waiting for about 45 minutes, Jixxana wanted to be sure that Kareem was asleep, before moving out of the closet, and approach the bed. Looking down into his sleeping face, she heard the soft whisper of his breathing. Closing her eyes, she inhaled the soft scent of his Drakkar Noir cologne..mmmmmm so masculine. Snapping herself out of her silly thoughts, to concentrate on the reason she was here in the first place.
Reaching into her sweater, she took out a silk stocking, made very strong, yet will not leave a mark upon the skin, as handcuffs would. Seeing that Kareem already had one arm above his head near the headboard, Jixxana took the silk stocking, wrapped it around his wrist, gently, tying it into three double knots. Moving over to the other side of the bed, Jixxana then took his other arm , tied this wrist as well, to the sideboard, securing it with the double knot. Her golden-amber eyes shone with pending triumph as she moved to the foot of the bed, bending down to wrap another silk stocking from his ankles to the leg of the bed, securely but not too tight as to mar his beautiful skin.
Walking back over to the head of the bed, Jixxana gazed again upon his handsome face; his supple full lips, promising of pleasure. Suddenly, Kareem began to stir a bit, and soon will begin to straining at his bonds. So then Jixxana decided to hurry and cover his eyes for now, with the blindfold. Standing back slightly, Jixxana noticed Kareem tense suddenly, realizing what was happening.
"What the hell is going on here?..What..." He was momentarily shocked to feel that he was tied and blindfolded. Struggling against his bonds, his muscles rippled with his struggle.
To calm him, Jixxana ran her smooth hand down his rugged cheek, and spoke to him "Shhhh, calm down, I am not here to rob or harm you, Mr Jamal. I am here merely to satisfy my curiosity."
