He chuckled lightly. "I have been following you for a while now, you interest me, and something about you makes me smile" A bigger smile played on his lips, "Yes, she'd be perfect for the job..."? He mumbled to himself.
I didn't like the sound of things so far. What job? As his personal prostitute? As much as I disliked the idea, I felt drawn to the fact; I could be with him in a bed. Alexandra snap out of it! I mentally slapped myself.
He took another step closer. His heavenly sent swirled in the air. Almost knocking me off my feet. I gasped. Another step closer. I gasped once again. His hand ran against my cheek bone. I struggled for a breath. His touch left my skin on fire. He smiled.
His eyes then locked on to mine. We stood like that, for ages; days, years, decades, and millennia. At total ease. He finally broke his gaze, allowing his eyes to examine me -head to toe.
I took one step back, allowing more space in between us. He countered me, by taking another step towards me. I countered his counter, pressing my back flat against the stone wall. Again he took another step closer. You could call it dancing.
I could smell his breath on my face. He took another step toward me. He ran his hand up and down my right arm, setting it on fire. He took his other hand and cupped my left cheek. He pressed his body closer to mine. Leaving no gaps, between me and him.
I could feel his abs, through my silk tube top. I stared at his lips. I was dying to touch them. So perfect. Perfect; inhumanly perfect. I reached out. Tracing the gentle curves of his lips. They were soft, like little clouds. I took both my hands and raped them around his neck.
He bent his head so his forehead was against mine. I stared deep into his eyes. Love, Passion, Fear...flowed into me.
"How do you do that?" He asked cocked his head slightly to the side.
"Do what?" I was puzzled. Do what? When? How?
"Read me, or should I say my soul" He said sounding frustrated.
"I what?-wait how do you read m-"
He cut me off with a kiss. It was soft, yet deep, I have never been kissed like that. There was love in between the lines. I kissed back. I moved my hand to the back of his head and grabbed a chunk of his velvet hair. His hand moved to my back, pressing me closer to him. I didn't mind.
I pulled back for air. Though unnecessary, it was uncomfortable to go without breathing.
He kissed me again this time even deeper, harder, and more passionate. He removed his hand from my back and rapped my legs around his waist. We continued to kiss. Occasionally breaking for air.
He walked to wards a sofa in the middle of his 'office' or 'room'. He grabbed my ass, before he laid me down. I moaned. He got on top of me. His hands making their way up my shirt. Slowly revealing more skin. His lips left mine. He ran his lips down my throat to my shoulder, then back up grazing my skin with his teeth. His lips finally made their way back to my mouth.
His hands finally managed to remove my tube top. Leaving me in my mini-skirt, and bra. He pulled back, as if he was analyzing me. I took advantage of this. I unbuttoned his pants, then unzipped. He got off me.
I frowned thinking he was going to stop. Instead he removed his pants. Revealing his boxers. He was latterly 'God damned Sexy'.
"I can't do this at least not now......come back tonight we'll pick up from where we started" He said pulling away.
I stared at him, shocked. Tonight? My ass.....
