Strawberry Storm

chapter one

Strawberry Storm walked into her dressing room to find it already occupied. She sighed in annoyance as she looked at the man sitting arrogantly in her only chair. She took in every glorious inch of him, he was perfect, she hated to admit it. He had to be perfect in their line of work, but that didn't explain why Christian Meier was sitting in her dressing room like he owned it. "I guess I should have expected you to be here sooner or later. Am i next on your list of free fucks?" Strawberry didn't mean it unkindly but she was definitely not happy to see him.

Christian looked Strawberry over. She was wearing chic yet casual clothes, sexy but not showing a lot of skin. She had minimal makeup on her face but her long pink wig was firmly pinned to her head. "I have been wanting to see you since I first got here. I've been watching you and of all these girls you are the one I would want to spend time with. I dont force my company on the other girls, and yes, it is time for my pregame first fuck. I like to start the evening with a girl that's not paid." His voice was deep and comforting but Strawberry knew there was an edge and a very dangerous side to Christian.

Strawberry smiled as she set down her bag on the vanity. She tried to lean against it casually but Christian's trained eyes didn't miss a thing. "So I should just fall on my knees and start sucking your dick?" There was an implied sarcasm in her voice and a slight step back towards the door.

In an instant Christian was out of the chair and coming towards Strawberry. In three long strides he was right in front of her. He pinned Strawberry to the wall using his much larger body to keep her in place. Christian saw the panic in her beautiful hazel eyes and took note of her faster breathing. He gently brushed a few strands of dyed hair out of Strawberry's face. Christian took a second to consider a very risky thought, he flashed a devilish smile before carefully prying pins out of the wig and tossing the whole pink mess to the side. He ignored all protests as he finally saw the long chestnut hair that she had been so diligently hiding. "Now there is a girl that i've been wanting to meet for weeks."

Strawberry put her hands on Christian's broad shoulders but didn't push him away. She tried in vain to get her breathing under control and her heart to stop pounding in her chest. "So did the marines teach you to be this creepy or did you refine this skill somewhere else?" She knew that questioning his past was below the belt but Strawberry could feel what was happening below Christian's actual belt.

Christian took a step back and let go of Strawberry. He laughed a big goofy laugh. "I'm sure I'll tell you all about my time in the marines someday. Of course that's going to be a day where I know your real name." Regaining his composure he stepped back towards Strawberry.

She gave no protest as he very gently cupped her face. Christian held himself still,  taking in every detail of Strawberry's face. Her long brown hair and hazel eyes were so different from the pink she put on for show. He wanted this version of the girl. Watching every slight movement of her slight frame, Christian leaned in and very deliberately kissed Strawberry’s slightly parted lips.

Strawberry gasped as his warm mouth and tongue invaded her. She almost pulled back, but thought better of it. Strawberry pushed back letting her tongue slip into Christian's mouth as her hands wandered into his hair, longer than regulation. Strawberry threaded her fingers through his thick candy blond locks,noting the silkiness, before grabbing a fist full and yanking Christian's head back.

He made a surprised noise as his lips left hers. “That's not very nice. I was hoping we were going to have some fun.” Christian made a disappointed face but didn't move to let Strawberry go.

Strawberry grinned. “We are going to have lots of fun. I'm just reminding you that I'm not one of those girls you keep in your dungeon.” She chuckled and pulled on his hair again.