Erika watched the dark-haired man as he greeted a group of long legged women. She really didn't see the sense in sticking around the party, being she had only told her friend that she would come because she wanted a chance to see Scott. Now that there were several beautiful women for him to spend his time with, he probably wouldn't even glance her way. Silently she cursed herself for even caring. For the last two years she had secretly had a crush on him, from the day she first attended his Computer Technology class at the university. Now that she had graduated, she found herself still attracted to the thirty-eight year old.
Sighing to herself, Erika informed her friend she had a headache and headed for the door. Her thoughts drifted back to the one time they had been together. His lips had been so inviting, so caring. She'd had the sense, even then, to know that he had only wanted sex, and why she had given in to the temptation she couldn't fathom, yet she had and the experience had been more incredible then anything she had ever experienced before. But, she thought as she brought her mind back to the present, he wasn't looking for anything more then a partner in bed. He had made that clear in the way he flirted with her, then ignored her when someone prettier or more exciting entered the room.
"Where are you off to?" Scott's voice behind her startled her and she spun around, trying to control the way his deep voice had instantly sent a shiver through her body.
"Home," she replied, then added, "I'm not feeling too well." She looked down at the floor, knowing he would see the little white lie in her eyes.
"Uh huh," He smiled, reaching out to take her hand in his. She felt the sparks instantly and suddenly wished they weren't at a party, but rather somewhere more private. Much more private. His smile widened as he suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the house, into the quiet rainy night. She shivered as she felt the drops of rain against her bare neck, her hair having been pulled up leaving only small curled tendrils hanging down. Scott instantly wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her against his side, sharing his warmth with her. She could feel her body tingling as he touched her, aching for more.
With his arm around her they walked into the small wooded area behind the house, neither speaking. As they finally stopped under the shelter of the trees he turned her to face him, desire etched on every part of his face, his eyes dark and tender. As if hypnotized she leaned into him, her lips brushing against his tentatively. With a low groan he grabbed her hips and pulled her against him, letting her feel the strength of his arousal. She moaned, all her inhibitions dissipating as she pressed close to him, kissing him passionately, hungrily, as he tasted her mouth. His hands slid up her sides, his thumbs brushing lightly against the full swell of her breasts, his teeth nipping at her lower lip.
