Blame it on my wild heart

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Sharon's perspective  

I saw you as you entered the bar, I was singing but even I paused when I couldn't help but be breath taken by your beauty . 

You walk slowly clutching your purse as you take a few steps to sit at the bar. I look at you and am glad when the song is over, I end up stepping down from the small stage and make my own way over to fetch another Tequila.

You are a few seats away from me but yet you have captured my heart in the most odd way possible, no one has caught my attention the way you have. Something comes over me watching your every move. I see you whisper in the bartender's ear. He returns with a very dirty apple martini. As you raise the glass to your lips, the light crimson makes them look even more kissable and your personality is clearly a bit cheeky, which makes me even more drawn to you, you have sparkle, but I doubt I could catch your attention.

I distract myself and look around the room. I think to myself I can't do this though, there is no distraction, not as I hear you laughter, so I pick up my drink and move to the empty seat next to you, I can't at least not try.

You glance at me, looking at me from head to toe. Our eyes meet and I smile at you. I ask you your name and you whisper Stevie as if I should know, show I know you?

I ask you if you are on vacation, I can't place your accent but you aren't a local, I suspect you are American, just with the most beautiful voice I have heard. You seem mysterious, almost like you don't want to be know, and you let me know that you just wanted a peaceful little break in Hawaii to just be a stranger, I suspect you are someone special but I am happy to not pester you, I just enjoy your company.

You never volunteer any other information. You turn your head and look at the bartender. I notice that your martini is almost finished and I ask if I can buy you another. You nod and I order one for you and one for myself. As you get your new drink you smile at me and tell me thanks. I sit in amazement as I watch you polish off this drink as well. I can't hold my tongue anymore. My hand touches your lap and I ask you if you would like to accompany me to the dance floor, my own drink raising my boldness, I was never really a shy woman, but to ask someone as beautiful as you to even just dance took that extra liquid courage. Without hesitation, you take my hand and I lead you to the dance floor, I feel in shock, wow, you are going to dance with me.

Our bodies meet and I place my hands around your waist. You move seductively against me making my body react in ways it shouldn't, you sure know how to dance and how to send me into a spin. My face is close to yours and even though the lights are dimmed, I see the smirk on your face. You move your hands and your fingers meet mine. I gaze into your eyes and your eyes are speaking to me, a twinkle in the beautiful brown depths of them that is hypnotizing like you are casting a spell on me and I'd easily let you.

I spin you around briefly, luckily I have some dance skills at least, I still can't move as good as you, you have experience the way you sway in time with the music is magical especially as we lock eyes as I spin you back into a close embrace, I can't help notice everyone is staring at our bodies moving as one after I remember we aren't just alone, even though it feels we are the only two beings in the world, almost as if we are making love on the dance floor. I take your hand and lead you back to the bar. I ask you if you would like to come to my home for the night, the tension and magic adding to my boldness. You nod and I pay the bill, I feel like its a dream.

Luckily I live close by, the walk is a breeze, the alcohol buzz and the tingling excitement make it feel like we glided there and soon, I enter and you find your way to the couch, I fix us both a fruity cocktail. I sit beside you and gently touch your lap. Touching you has sent shivers down my spine. We never talk, just gaze at each other. We both finish our drinks and I place the glasses on the table.

Our lips meet with fiery passion. My hands move to the back of your neck, pulling you closer to me. You have your hands on my back moving it up and down. I move my lips to your neck and this drives you crazy. Your soft moans are making me more excited. I tug at your top and you raise your arms and I slide it off your body. I unclasp your bra and start nibbling at your breast, first the left then the right. I use my teeth and realize this excites you. Your hands are behind my neck pulling me harder on your breasts. I move my lips down your body, tasting every inch of you. I tug at your jeans and pull them down your legs, tasting your legs as the jeans leave your body. There is hunger in my eyes. I look up at you and our eyes meet again. I stand up and take my own dress off. Our lips meet again and I can't get enough of you. Our tongues start their dance as they touch. Our bodies, lips, tongue all move as one. I lie on top of you and even with our underwear on; we feel stimulation where we need it most. We move rhythmically together, very slow, enjoying each motion, wave after wave. You roll me over on the couch, you're now on top.

You kiss me passionately again; your hands are exploring my body. You devour my body with your lips as they move to my already wet pussy,. There is no hesitation in taking off my underwear. You part my legs and you gently lick my clit. I moan with pleasure. You start teasing me. Your tongue starts licking a little faster and every now and then I feel your teeth rub gently on my clit. This sends me wild. I start bucking my hips toward you while holding the back of your neck in place hoping you would suck a little harder. You take this as an invitation and trail your tongue to my opening. I feel your moan vibrate against my wetness and I feel as if I am about to climax, but I don't want to right now. I want to cum at the same time with you. Your finger finds my opening and with one swift move, slides right in. Oh the pleasure! I start moving my hips back and forth hoping that your finger goes deeper. As if you sensed it, your finger starts dipping deeper and deeper finding my G spot. I bite on my lower lip and try not to scream out. The feelings, the waves of passion that overcome me are uncontrollable.

I want to taste you. I can't wait any longer. I pull you to kiss me and I taste my wetness. You sit on the couch and I spread your legs apart. I kneel before you and slide your underwear off. I start with your toes, licking and sucking each one. I slowly move my way up to your calves and then over your knees. I trail my tongue over your thighs and now to your inner thighs. I part you lips and I stick my tongue out. You moan at the first contact of tongue and clit. I am holding your lips apart and treating your clit as if it were nectar from the Gods. I adore you. I taste your wetness and I spread your juices over your clit. I start sucking on it until you start moving your hips. You hold my head to your clit and your head rocks backward on the couch.

I take this as an invitation to lick my way up over your tummy, to your breasts and then finally to your neck. Your hands are behind my neck caressing me as I move my tongue over your jaw and into your mouth. I straddle you and your finger enters me. I arch my body back, giving you easy access to enter me. We start fingering each other slowly and then quickly. Never once did our eyes avert. We continue fucking each other until I feel myself breathing faster and faster. I feel your heart beat and it's racing as well. I start calling your name, over and over again as I cum on your fingers. At the same time, you are screaming God's name, over and over again. I feel your insides contract and I know you are cumming. You hold me against you as if never wanting to let me go. I slide my finger out of you and put it toward your lips. You taste it and I move my head to suck on it as well. I move my finger and we are now kissing passionately.

We fall to the couch and exhaustion has now kicked in. I am on top of you and your hands are on my back holding me against you. Our eyes close and we sleep. In the morning, I look at you while you are sleeping. You sensed that I was awake and open your eyes. Your lips curl and with a mischievous smile say to me "Last night, I wanted to be a stranger, but magic happened and maybe this could end up as more!" 

I am shocked but I can't deny pleased, I had never felt what I had with you before "I think we can work with that!" I wink and kiss you heatedly. 

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