Favorite Mistake

Chapter 3

Her skin is milky in the moonlight, the clouds hover around the moon, creating a smooth cotton appearance. Her lips are smooth and bright pink, the inside of her mouth on the under lip there is a tattoo, something in German. Her nails are coated with a light baby blue, she skims her fingers lightly through her hair. A smile tugs at the ends of her rosy lips, a smile of anticipation.

Neal leads them to his car, the sleek car has a bit of snow on top from a sprinkle of the snow falling earlier. Neal opens the door for Lucy on the driver's side. Suspiciously and cautiously, Lucy enters but once she enters Neal also steps in. Grabbing her gently, he places ger on his lap and leaves his hands on her waist.

" Wait, wait..." Lucy attempts to say, but any attempts to say anything else drifts from her throat.

" I'm less inclined to waiting if you ignore me. You provoked me," Neal huffs. He smells her delicate neck, it smells of innocence, flowers and honey. Taking deep breaths of her, calms him down and he cups her face away from him. He places his lips on the hollow of her neck. Gently he places feather like kisses on her neck.

He continues to intensify each kiss my sucking on the skin and rubbing where her pulse is. He feels it drum beneath his touch. Lucy feels like her heart is threatening to leap out of her chest, her fingers fin his locks of hair, she buries finger in the black hair. Her breathing become laboring as the car fogs up with the heat of their bodies and heavy breathing.

Lucy makes small noises and low mewling sounds erupt from her fiery throat. The assault of kisses leaves her breathless and aching. Lucy gasp trying to swallow some air, as Neal starts to untie her apron. Removing the black piece of cloth, Lucy grips the ends of Neal's suit jacket.

Lucy turns her face to meet with Neal's dark eyes. The dark eyes are engulfed like pools of black, ecstatic and excited, like a hungry animal. Closing her eyes, Lucy pulls his mouth on her, parting his mouth with her slick wet tongue, and explores the corners of his mouth and nibbles on the bottom of his lips, gaining a low growl.

No one should taste this sweet and so good, Neal thinks, it's too dangerous. Smiling, Lucy allows Neal access to put his hands under her sweater and pulls up her collared shirt.

Lucy gasps as warm hands trail up from her belly towards her small but full breast. The warmth lingers around her pierced belly button, pulling away from the kiss, Lucy's eyes flutter open at the contact.

" I-" she's cut off by the sound of a phone ringing.

" Damn, " he apologizes as he grabs his cellphone from his coat. Huffing Lucy waits as he answers the phone, but waiting gets boring. She stretches before pushes him away and pushes the door open and slams it shut, fixing her clothes on her way back to the bar.

" Hey were not done!" Lucy hears a gruff voice yell. Flipping him off she keeps a steady pace walking back to the bar. He almost did it again, oh how the strong have fallen. I can't be that stupid and naive anymore, she thinks.

***

That went awful, Devereaux, Neal scolds himself. Just when you had her in your grasp you let her slip away. Slamming his hands on the steering wheel, he breathes to relax himself. His lower half is solid hard, making him more irritated.

Running a hand through his thick black hair, he starts the car beginning to drive away. One call, I can't be this weak-willed. Taking in the snowy road, Neal keeps his thoughts of Lucy at bay as he heads to his place. Its a good 40-50 minutes from downtown to his house. His house is a great big house, two stories and all. Entering through his garage, he sees his housekeeper in her black uniform.