Chenford Continued

Part 7

Just as he put pressure on his feet from the chair, just about to extend his legs and stand up, Lucy's gaze was released as she twirled around. One of the men that was sitting on the bar grabbed her hand, turning her to face him.

The blood rushing to Tim's legs quickly dispersed and he remembered the circumstances he had briefly buried under the smooth dove chocolate eyes that seemed to suck away every bad memory each time he saw them. The subtle balls with the colours of each season swimming around in them now reflected in someone else's.

Lucy followed the force tearing her from Tim's gaze as she was too drunk to stand her ground. As her balance swivelled she fell into a tall dark man with black hair combed over and dark eyes looking down at her. She smiled up at him before turning her head back to see Tim.

Before Tim could somberly watch Lucy turn from him, his phone rang.

T-'Hey doctor london'

Lucy heard before he got up and moved to the corner of the room without a second glance back at her.

She immediately remembers why she's here in the first place and turns back ot the man in front of her.

'What's your name sweetheart?'

L-'Lucy'she giggles

'I'm Connor nice to meet you Lucy' He smirks, staring down at her though she notices his eyes don't meet hers rather she feels them tearing down her body.

But she doesn't care.

As the music pace hastens she dances with the man who moves his hands from her hands down her shoulders and slowly to her waist with every movement. One even begins to trace the high slit but she releases his grasp with a turn to stop his trailing hand. He catches her mid turn so she's facing away from him and he pulls her in close so her ass presses into him. He holds her hips moving her with the music as he lowers his head into her neck.

As his hot breath hits her ear he whispers 'You're so gorgeous' in a deep voice.

He plants a small kiss on her ear but he's holding her tight and she's too drunk to be bothered so he kisses her again. He moves down her neck with slightly harder kisses each time as one hand moves down closer to her thigh with a tight clasp.

He's swaying her too fast and she gets a bit dizzy. Somehow they'd got lost in the crowd that had formed on the floor and she didn't realise until all her friends were out of sight.

The music seemed to get louder and faster as her balance seemed to get worse while her head span faster but she could feel his wet lips pressing on her inner neck and his fingertips grabbing at her legs keeping her in tight.

She turned to tell him to stop, that she didn't mean to send any signals: she just wanted to dance but as she opened her mouth to talk he grabbed her neck and cocked her head over her shoulder to face him.

Before she could speak he blocked her words with his own mouth as he dove into a kiss. His tongue immediately penetrated her mouth as his hands pulled her in tighter to his embrace. He grinded her hips on him and she felt his rock hard bulge pressing on her from behind. She looked up at him desperate to tell him to stop but he gave her no breath to do so. With all the thoughts racing through her head and the uncontrolled movements of her body with the overbearing touch all over her, her mind was overwhelmed and spastic.

She tried to pick up her dangling arms but the alcohol seemed to weigh them down ten fold so slowly but surely she dragged them up and tried to push at his torso behind her to escape his embrace. But instead his hand left her neck and grabbed at her wrists before spinning her around to face him.

He lifted her hands above her head with one of his hands holding both her wrists up before the other grabbed her hip and pushed her back into the wall behind her trapping her hands between the wall and his hand and her 5 foot 4 body between the wall and his 6 foot body.