Dark Stranger

Alex - Part 3

Smutty-ish ;)

Case 2 - "Blood Bank"

When we got into the elevator, Zass didn't pounce, he just reached over and took my hand in his, interlocking his fingers with my own larger ones. With his other hand he pushed the button for the Penthouse and we exchanged glances for a few seconds before his dimples peeped out and he started to giggle.

I smiled too, and Zass nodded approvingly at the return of the happy expression on my face. He rubbed circles on my thumb with his own. The touch was comforting and I appreciated it more than anything. When we got into the Penthouse, Zass found Deirdre had left a bottle of Champagne out in an ice bucket with two glasses. He opened the two desserts from the restaurant and grabbed a fork. While he popped the Champagne and waited for the bubbles to subside, I tried the Mousse Cake.

"OMG, this is heavenly."

Zass smiled and handed me a glass of Champagne. The bubbles tickled my nose and I scrunched it before taking a sip. Zass grinned at me and I had another. Fortification? Yep.

"Try the Mille Feuille." He said.

"The what?" I asked.

"It's just a fancy word for the Napoleon dessert. It means 'a thousand leaves'. Because the pastry has so many layers. Give it a go."

"Sure... Oh, that's good too!"

"Good, but not heavenly?"

"Um, yeah."

"You know what you like and that's important." He said as he moved closer. How do you like the Champagne?"

"That's nice too."

"What's better?" He asked as he stood in front of me.

"You."

Zass smirked and that look just shot straight to my crotch. Just like the bubbles had gone straight to my head.

"I was hoping you'd say that." He said as he stood on tiptoes and I bent slightly so he could reach my lips with his own. I lifted him up clasping my hands under his ass as he held my head in his hands and we kissed in earnest. The Champagne helped with the jitters and I wasn't totally nervous anymore.

As he deepened the kiss and our tongues parried and thrust against each other's, I could feel other things starting to get more aggressive. Where he was rubbing against me, I could feel he was definitely happy to be in my arms. I lost myself in that feeling until he took his legs down from around my waist and slid down my front till his feet touched the floor again.

He pulled off his boots and I did the same. Then instead of taking my hand, he reminded me that he was stronger than he appeared and this time it was me being carried towards the bedroom. I put my hands around his neck and looked into his eyes as we headed to that huge bed.

He sat me down on the bed and stood in front of me. "Tell me what you want Scott. You're in the driver's seat and I'm not doing anything you don't want me to do. Promise."

What did I want? Could I just tell Zass what to do? Could I express what it meant that he put himself in my inexperienced hands?

"Um, would you please take off your jacket?" I asked.

Zass peeled it off and threw it on his chair. He put his hands on his hips and raised an eyebrow, smirking. He waited until I made my next request and then complied.

"Would you please unbutton your shirt." I asked blushing.

He unbuttoned it slowly and started moving as if in time to music, like he was putting on a show for me. I giggled and said "Off!" He threw it on the chair too. "Would you please come closer?"