A Thunderbolt

Chapter 3

We stumble through the door, the heady mix of alcohol lust and the cold weather has me falling through the door. Before I can think to say or do anything, he presses me up against the wall next to the door and kisses me hard with his hands fisted in my hair. His forwardness makes my toes curl and I reciprocate with as much urgency. My head is a jumble, I don't know what spell this man has weaved to get me here or what misgivings I am under to allow myself to be brought here but all I know is that this is so out of character for me, but as soon as my fingers graze the stubble on his chin I know I can't resist him, not tonight.

My breathing becomes pants as his hand glides down my side to grip my waist and he continues to kiss me passionately. I feel so tiny and wrapped up in him, his body heat is everywhere as I lean in to him and he's such a good kisser which makes him a huge temptation and a really good indication. As I run my hands across his abs I realise how I must look, I'm practically wild and feral as I react to his kiss and his touch. I do not appear as the appealing classy model I have strived to become. Knowing that resisting is futile for tonight, I decide I need to freshen up.

I break away gasping, "Where's the bathroom?", I ask him and he rests his hands either side of my head on the wall. Catching his breath he stares at me, his expression so lust filled and his eyes bore into mine I almost don't care how I look. He runs his tongue slowly over his bottom lip and after a moment he tips his head to the side and murmurs "Down the hall" , in a deliciously husky voice. He steps back to let me go and I miss the heat as cold air washes over me, but I am distracted as he meets my eyes levelly.

I shiver under his gaze and my mouth dries up. He looks divine, his white t shirt showing just how toned and delicious he was which made me want to run my tongue across his abs. His jaw clenched and I blushed, realising that he had probably just read every thought on my face. " You won't be long?" And oh my, by just his question my gut clenched and filled with butterflies because I knew what he was asking, what we would do when I did come back, what he would do to me. All the breath left my body, and I couldn't help the breathless "Yeah" that came from me. A small smile graced his face as he nodded and raked his eyes down my figure. "Don't be too long." He said softly. All I could do was nod, he began to walk past me to his bedroom door but when our arms brushed a shot of burning electricity spiked up my arm and into my belly and my eyes shot up to meet his. He held my gaze for a moment before continuing to his bedroom, and as he did I let out a shaky breath. I knew then that I would not be long and judging my my body's reaction I don't think I could wait too long before he had me at his will again. I needed him, the ache in my heart and the lower part of my belly becoming too much to stand.

As I beheld my reflection in the mirror, I was shocked. It was the first time I had seen myself exactly like this. My eyes were bright, my cheeks attractively flushed and my lips were red and swollen, making me a vixen in red and If he was affected the same way then possibly Aphrodite. My hair was wild and matted and I tried to run my fingers through it in order to subdue it. Taking my clutch purse which had been discarded on the floor of the hallway, I respritzed myself with perfume and taking cold water to some wadded tissue I wiped away as best I could the smudged red lipstick from around my mouth. I ran my wrists under cold water in order to soothe my boiling blood. I shook my hair back and blew out a breath slowly. "I mustn't take too long" I reminded myself. I took a deep breath and straightened my dress and opened the bathroom door.

I paused outside his bedroom door to check it was indeed the right one and once I was sure I slowly swung the door open. He was lying on the bed with his arms behind his head staring at the ceiling. But as soon as the door opened his eyes snapped to meet mine and I could see that despite appearances he had been waiting impatiently. His eyes scanned my body, lingering in certain areas and he almost immediately got up. I found that for the fist time in front of a man I was not confident, instead I was in his sexual thrall. He was not the playful teaser he had been today and this turned me on as he slowly padded towards me as I stood just inside the door. He reached out and closed the door behind my head and stepped closer to me. He was about a head taller than me without my heels which had also been discarded in the hallway. He held my gaze with burning eyes as he ran a single finger up from my collarbone to caress my cheek, my face scorched from the singular touch and my breath flew out from me in a lust filled "Oh ", I stepped forward and grasping his face I kissed him passionately and he reacted immediately. His hands went to the zipper at the back of my dress and pushing my hair to one side he met my gaze as he unzipped it in one move and I eagerly helped him get me out of it.

With my feet I stamped it to the floor whilst holding on to his shoulders and he unfastened my bra. Blood rushed my cheeks as he stared at me and it bothered me that he affected me so and so I reached for the bottom of his shirt. But instead of letting me do this he grasped my by the waist and laid me down on the bed instead and now I had nowhere to hide from his steely gaze as he studied me splayed on the bed. I relished the look he was giving me knowing that despite how exposed I was I had no imperfections to hide.

Standing in front of me he swiftly took his shirt off and any previous thought left my mind as I saw his defined abs. Moaning I reached for him as he lowered himself on top of me and captured my lips once again. His fingers caressed down my stomach until they reached between my thighs and I threw my head back in pleasure. Soft moans escaping my lips he made me cry out over and over throughout the night as he moved over me untill finally we both fell asleep.

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The first thing that registered in my brain before I woke was the sound of soft snoring. As much as I tried to resist waking up I realised that it was futile and I opened my eyes a crack. The bright light was killer as it burned my eyes, and I scrunched my eyes up and burrowed under the cover as the familiar pounding of a hang over made itself known. As I buried myself under the duvet I came into contact with an arm and as I slowly became more aware I looked down at myself and my stomach dropped when I realised I was naked, just like the man next to me. Shit.