Femme fatale in the Devil's territory

Nakedness

"I had a great time."-I say to Ryan.

We had just finished our dinner and now he was taking me home. I don't even know why I accepted on the first place, but I really had a good time. I have come to figure out that down that image of a scary and powerful gangster Ryan is an intelligent and very educated person.

"Me too."- he says.

I open the door of my apartment and drop my jacket on the couch.

"I don't even know why can't we stay away from each other for a long time."-I say.

He comes behind me and says:"Well I know a few, but there is this one in particular that has been on my mind all night."

His hands move slowly in my back and he unzips the zipper of my dress. I knew where this was heading to.

He kisses on my neck and I moan. That moan was the right trigger for him to place me in bed and then come on top of me.

I unbutton his shirt revealing his toned chest and hard abs.

In a few moments our clothes are on the floor and he looks at me.

"You get more and more beautiful every time."-he whispers making me smile.

Than he slams onto me. I embrace the feeling and my hands move to his back scratching it softly. He keeps thrusting every time deeper than the first one.

After a few moments I reach my high and so does he. Then he lay there besides me while I move my fingers to his stomach.

"What are you doing to me?"-he asks.

Leading you into a road I won't be able to get out of myself. I think to myself.

"Oh no I am not doing anything, we are doing something."-I say to him instead.

He smiles and continues:"I see... So Rogue I have seen you be sarcastic, negotiate and kick ass better than some of my man do. What are some other things you are good at?"-he says and I laugh at that first part.

"Well I can speak in a few foreign languages, I have this ability of making people do what I say and I can paint sometimes. What about you mister Kingsley? Except for being a gang leader, scaring people to death and having a good knowledge about arts and literature what else can you do?"-I ask him.

He chuckles and looks at the ceiling:"You have read me well."-he says.

"Well I am a businesswoman, so this is what I do."-I tell him.-"Come on tell me."

He looks back at me:"Well just like you said I can scare people, that is probably one of the things I do best."-he says and we both laugh.-"I know a few things from the medical area, I can speak Italian and Russian. Being a gangster has taught me how to fight in many styles and I sometimes... read poetry."-he says and I was left speechless when I heard that last one.

"You... the big, bad, scary Ryan Kingsley reads poetry? Like lyrics and sonnets? You actually read authors like Petrarch, Bukowski and Pushkin?"-I ask. I was trying to make fun, but I actually enjoyed this side of him and the efforts he was doing.

"Yes, they calm me down. Of course if you tell someone about this I will kill you."-he says joking.

"No don't worry, besides there is nothing I like more than a man that can read poetry. I used to read them too. The woman that raised me had a big library and I used to read books from there everyday."-I say to him. Well this was something new. I never talked to anyone about myself like this.. I never wanted to talk to anyone about myself like this before.

I smile to myself.

Ryan sees my reaction:"Why are you smiling?"-he asks me.

"You know I like this... Having a deep conversation with someone and in the end you can feel completely naked with them."-I say and he smiles.

"Yes, you are right. I like all kinds of nakedness, but this one is my favorite because it the most rare to find."-he says and smirks.

And I really liked this. I liked being around with a man that could talk wisely and be respectful.

"What kind of woman are you?"-he asks me. He seemed like he was in deep thoughts.

"One you can find once in a lifetime."-I say to him. I had secrets hidden in every corner of my mind, secrets he has to figure out.."So why don't you make a poem right now?"-I ask him.

"Later, but I am having the feeling that you are taking very seriously my soft side so why don't we go for another round so I can show you how rough I can be?"-he says and gets on top of me...
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After the second round I get in the shower. I open the warm water letting it run through my naked body. I could still feel Ryan's scent, kisses and fingertips on my skin.

Time passes by and I get out of the shower wrapping a towel around me.

I go to the bedroom, but he wasn't there. I assume he had left.

When I turn around I see something at the table. A white letter and a pen. There was something written in there..

Such a beautiful femme
Of chaos and grace

A fallen angel
With a golden face

She came dressed for war
Fine silks and soft furs

High heels clicking
Having all look at her curves

I love your wet lips with wine
All red with a wild desire

I crave your whole scent
Our bodies pressed on the floor

I think you came dressed for war
And left with so much more

I smile while reading it. What could I have left with something far more precious than winning a war? I guess that didn't matter because I knew that today I had lost more than just a war..