Damien POV
Setting up the rose petals, lighting up the candles, the dinner table carefully set out the balcony, giving one the view of the beautiful stars and our luxury swimming pool with the waterfall. "Honey" the sweet voice calls out, rushing back inside the house. Aria coming into view, "what's this for?" She blushes, the beautiful dimples appearing on her cheeks as smile uncontrollably . Walking towards her, capturing her lips in a gentle kiss, "you didn't think I would let you leave the county without doing anything special would you" I whisper against her ear. Passionately kissing my lips, pulling away from her. Adoration filled my eyes as I stared at her beauty, "anyway", I say taking her Chanel purse from her, sliding her black coat off her, "let's enjoy ourselves shall we" I whisper against her neck making her breathing hitch. Almost 10 years later, and my presence could still bring her to her knees. Laying a passionate kiss on the back of her neck, "I made your favourite" I whisper against her ear, laying soft kiss down her neck, "creamy salmon pasta?" She moans, "you know it" I whisper before spanking her making her squeal....
~Hennessy~
Dance for you by Beyoncé blasting loudly in the room. It hasn't even been a day and I'm already back at work, apparently my body just went into shock hence I passed out. The infamous Damien Carter wrote me a five thousand dollar cheque, and to be honest I am grateful. The amount is definitely worth way more than the car and my medical bills included. The money is going to make a huge difference for the month. I expected him to be shitty about everything, especially with my attitude towards him but he was too patient. He was actually....kind, I can't say that about people I've come across. Damn now I feel a little guilty for being bitchy towards him.
Moving my hips as my body stuck to the pole like glue. My eyes making contact with lust filled blue ones, Jasmine grinding herself against his crotch, his eyes never leaving mine, and mine never leaving his, "fuck! join us" he hisses, a seductive smile makes its way to my face. The thought of him even touching me is repulsing , but smiling was the best way I could mask the disgust. Continuing to dance to the music, my eyes every so often glancing at the clock, In such events, it feels time isn't moving at all. To my relief, it comes to an end. Grabbing the bills, "what's her name, she hardly says much" the man says as him and Jasmine giggled about whatever. "Hennessy, she's not a very social person" she says flirting with him, her eyes looking over to me. I could care less really, I didn't come here to meet friends or to socialise; everything is strictly work for me. "Hennessy" he calls out making me look up at him. "Can I get your number so I can in-" "no thanks, I don't do that" I say grabbing the last of my tips. "Thanks for the tip" I say rushing out the room.~Damien
Third Person POV
Aria staring out the balcony, the cool air blowing against her face as her thoughts remained clear. Standing in the white robe, allowing herself to relax as she enjoyed the gentle breeze. A sense of peace looming; feeling a pair of hands snaking around her waist, feeling a soft kiss on her neck making her smile. "I can't believe I forgot to ask you, but how are you, are you hurt" she asks, staring into blank space as he held onto her. "I'm okay baby, and the girl is okay as well" he says gently. "How beautiful is this, I can never get over the beauty of this place. It's everything we have ever dreamed of" she whispers. "Exactly how you are" he whispers against her neck, inhaling her sweet yet subtle scent, turning her to face him. Gently grabbing her chin, pulling her in for a passionate kiss, getting a little bit more aggressive as he untied her robe. Kissing down her neck making her moan out, the robe falling to the floor. The cold air blowing against her bare skin. Lifting her body off the ground, her hands tightly wrapped around his neck. Walking back in the bedroom, her soft moans filling the room as he walks over to the bed, roughly throwing her on it before flipping her over on all fours. Her breathing now heavy in anticipation, painfully smacking her butt cheek making her cry out. Reaching down her folds, gently caressing her, feeling her wetness, her head hung low at the sudden pleasure she couldn't seem to contain. Taking a hold of himself, rubbing himself against her folds, crying out in need. He takes her hair into a fist before thrusting into her without warning, screaming out at the intensity, beginning his hard thrust on her as she moaned out, tightly holding onto the sheets as she took him.....Her head on his hard chest, cuddled up as they lay spent. His breathing steady, "baby" she calls out, "hmmm" he groans lazily, "we didn't use protection" she whispers. Breathing out, "we are two grown married adults", "baby! Come on, we agreed on two more years", "8 years later, and that's all I've heard" he rolls his eyes. Looking up at him, getting up giving him a stern look, "what?" Damien shrugs, "I thought we spoke about this, and you supported my dreams" she huffs. "Aria, I'm not doing this, not tonight" he breaths out, "Da-" "nope" he says quickly rushing off to the bathroom.....
~Hennessy~
Dressed in a pair of sweats, puffing out the cigarette smoke as I sat out letting the cold air hit my face. Staring at the city lights, "Henny!" Terrance calls out making me turn to face him. "I think we can bounce" he says, standing to my feet, giving him a brief nod. Throwing the cigarette bud on the floor before stepping on it. Terrance insisted on taking me home since I don't have a car, as much as I would have loved to Decline but it's late, and walking alone in this time of the night isn't exactly safe.Staring straight ahead as old school music blasted in the car. "I know you about to give me a stank look, but you need to smile more" he says turning the volume down, glancing over to him, his eyes still on me, "and use your words more" he adds making me smile softly, "there's that smile" he jokes making me roll my eyes before chuckling. Finally reaching my place, "thank you for the ride" I say looking over to him. "You welcome". Reaching for the handle, "Hennessy" he calls out making me look back at him. Breathing out, almost reluctant, "what will it really take for you to see that I want to get to know you on a deeper level?" He questions. Giving him a soft smile, "I've said this before and I will say it again. You are an amazing guy, trust me. I'm not the woman you want, you deserve so much better" I say honestly, remaining silent at my words. "Goodnight Terrance, thanks again for the ride" I breathe before making my way out...
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Hennessy
RomanceBest way to describe the story, it's a classic love story from my collection, not intense, less violent, but more emotional and....subtle. The interesting story of Hennessy; her stage name as an exotic dancer. Henrietta, a 24 year old young lady tha...