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A Question Of Lust

I squeezed my eyes shut in preparation to hit the ground hard, only I never did. I was caught mid-fall by someone behind me. When I was put back on my feet I turned around to thank the person that had caught me. My eyes locked with a pair of light green eyes rimmed with messy black makeup.

"T-thank you" I stammered as I blushed. "You're welcome" The man with the lovely green eyes said as he shyly looked away from me. He had a beautiful voice with a lovely Essex accent. "I'm Blair Madison" I said and held my hand out. "Martin Gore" He replied and shook my hand, as he did so I noticed the black nail polish and jewelry on his fingers.

"You're very attractive" I blurted out. Martin blushed a shade that almost matched the dark red lipstick painted on his plump lips and struggled to respond. The man standing next to him with the tips of his dark hair bleached threw his arm around Martin's shoulder. "Who's this, Mart?" He asked, his voice was deeper than Martin's but they had similar accents.

"This is Blair" Martin replied. "I'm Dave" He said and winked. Dave's eyes were a dark green and he was very masculine looking standing next to Martin. He had on a plain black shirt, blue jeans, and a leather jacket that he stuffed his hands into. I smiled at him before my eyes locked with Martin's again.

"Fletch found a place to sit" Dave said speaking to Martin before he turned to me. "Would you like to join us?" He asked me. I hesitated for a second before saying yes. Dave placed his hand on the small of my back and led me to the odd looking L shaped sofa.

He sat me between Martin, who was on the end of the couch, and himself before introducing me to Alan and the man they called Fletch. As the liquor started flow between the five of us I became more comfortable with the men. That was until I was put in an awkward situation that I was hoping to avoid.

"I've seen you somewhere before" Alan insisted. I shrugged and told them I was a model, that seemed to trigger a memory in Alan. "You used to date Billy Idol, right?" Alan asked waving his finger in my direction. I slowly raised my cup to my lips and took a long drink. I tried to avoid answering but Alan kept pressing me for an answer.

"Yes, I used to date him for a while" I answered as I fumbled with the end of my dress. He kept pestering me about it, asking me why it ended. "Leave her alone, Alan. Can't you see she doesn't want to talk about it" Martin firmly said. I let out a sigh of relief as he put a comforting arm around my waist and moved closer to me.

"That's the second time you've come to my rescue tonight" I said and smiled at Martin. He slid his hand down from my waist onto my hip and smiled back at me. "It's no trouble" Martin replied as he caressed my hip with his thumb. We both became less shy and more talkative because of the liquor.

I struck up a conversation with Dave but found myself resting my head on Martin's shoulder with my hands idly playing with one of the strands of pearls around his neck. My eyes never left Dave but my hands never left Martin. During a break in the conversations I scanned the crowd to find Mary and Robert whispering to each other while watching me.

Mary smiled at me as her and Robert gave me two eager thumbs up. I shook my head and laughed as I looked away from them. "What's so funny?" Martin asked me as he pushed my hair behind my shoulder and off my neck. The simple action sent chills down my body. "Nothing, just a couple of friends of mine are giving me thumbs up" I replied.

"Is that a code for something?" He asked as he brushed his lips against my neck. I let out a small gasp and found myself struggling to steady my breath. "I think they're approving of my company or maybe it means something else" I answered as he gently kissed my neck.

"What else could it mean?" Martin asked, his warm breath against my skin making me tightly grip onto a cluster of pearls. "I think you already know" I quietly replied. He let out a small laugh before pulling away from my neck.

"Let's pretend that I don't" Martin said as he smirked at me. I looked between his vibrant green eyes and his lips. "It means they know where this is headed and they want me to continue just like I want to" I said and slowly leaned closer to him.

"So do I" He whispered before our lips connected. I moved my hands from the pearls to his chest before placing my hand on the back of his neck. Martin's grip on my hip tightened as he deepened the kiss.

The sounds around me faded away and all I could hear was my incredibly loud heart beat. I pulled away from Martin and stood up before holding my hand out to him. He intertwined his fingers with mine as he got to his feet.

"Where are you two going?" Fletch asked as Martin smiled at me. "Look at them, where do you think they're going?" Alan answered as he elbowed Fletch. "We'll be back" I replied before pulling Martin along with me.

We walked through clusters of people to try and find some place where we could be alone. Martin had his other hand on my hip as we pushed through the groups of people giving us strange looks at our eagerness to get away from them.

"Look, over there" Martin said as he pulled me towards a small hall with a group of doors. We tried all three doors and found one to be locked. The other to the right was the bathroom which a man yelled from inside that it was occupied followed by a girl giggling. The last door on the left was a small coat closet.

"You want to try?" I jokingly asked Martin. "We won't fit. Let's just do it here, they won't be out for a while" He said referring to the couple in the bathroom. I nodded as Martin put his hands on my hips and pulled me in front of him.

He backed me up to the wall as our lips connected again. Martin pinned me between himself and the wall as his tongue slid around mine. His hands slowly moved up and down my sides before he pulled his lips away from mine.

"Do you think anyone can see us?" I asked only half concerned as I rolled up the bottom of my dress and pulled off my underwear with one hand. I tucked my black thong into his jacket pocket. "I don't care" Martin replied as he slightly pulled down his leather skirt exposing himself to me.

My heart began to race from his action and his reply. He slid one of his feet between my own and pushed my legs apart before sliding his hard erection between my legs. I let out a small gasp as my body tensed up at his quick movement. I relaxed as Martin placed his lips back on my neck.

He pushed my jacket down my arms and began kissing my shoulder. I moaned his name as he rocked his hips back and forth. He had his arms wrapped tightly around my torso while my arms were around his neck. I had one arm slid into his jacket gripping onto his shoulder as my other hand was tangled in his hair. Our actions were filled with lust but seemed to carry a sort of innocence to them still.

Oddly enough everything seemed to happen in slow motion rather than it happening quickly. With every pump of his hips against my own I let out a small moan that was muffled by Martin's lips against my own. Our actions became clumsy and our kisses were sloppy as we both groaned out in ecstasy. The rest of the night was a blur but I remember going back to my hotel room with Martin.