Animalistic Desires 2

HES Part 10

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It was around 11:30 at night, by the time Yvette got home. She was completely exhausted. From getting caught in the rain, running to the theater, and the grueling practice. She felt like she was just about to drop. But when she got home, there was somebody waiting for her.

"Hey!" Exclaimed Fredrick, when she walked into her apartment. He was making dinner, her favorite, a  margarita pizza. As she walked towards the kitchen, he took the pizza out of the oven. There was also a bottle of white wine chilling on ice, as well as a vase full of red roses.

"What's all this?' She cried, as she felt pleasantly surprised. "The pizza smells wonderful."

"I'm glad to hear it." He smiled, as he walked over to give her a peck on the lips. "I thought we should celebrate. After all, not only do you have the lead, but you get to work with the great Bartholomew Rothman. What's he like?"

"Well, for the most part he's quite charming." She told him. "But when it comes to working with him, he can be a real bastard. But, it's not like he didn't warn us."

"Oh really!" Replied Fredrick. "Then I guess I don't have to worry about you running off with him, I mean he is a lot better looking than I am."

"No one, is better looking than you." She replied as she flashed him a coy smile. Yvette then wrapped her arms around his neck, and like magnets, their lips collided in a passionate kiss. His arms were soon wrapped around her waist, and they were caught up in each other's desire. They slowly pulled away, and looked deep into each other's eyes.

"Mmm." He cooed, as he smiled. "What was that for?"

"For being you." She smiled back.

"Well in that case, I'll  have to be myself more often." He softly replied. "I love you so much.  How was I blessed to be with a woman like you?"

"I guess you're just lucky ." She said, as she flashed him a wicked smile. "Because I love you too."

"Are you hungry?" He asked. "We don't want the pizza getting cold."

"We could just have it for breakfast." She whispered. Fredrick said nothing, and flashed her a wicked smile. With that he scooped her up in his arms. This caused her to let out a surprised gasp, that soon turned into laughter.

As he carried her into the bedroom, she kept looking at Fredrick's face. Perhaps he wasn't some world famous ballet star, but he was the man she loved. Despite all the turmoil surrounding Alexander's suicide, for the most part her life was wonderful.

She had landed the dream roll of a lifetime, and she was engaged to a man that she truly loved. Gently he laid her down on the bed, as she flashed him her best seductive smile. He then slowly crawled on top of her, and they soon made passionate love throughout the night.

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Yvette had arrived at the theater at 2:55. At least this time the weather had been sunny. She called Bartholomew, and he came down to let her in the building.

"Hello, my dear." He said as he smiled. "Right on time, I like that you are not late."

"I guess I don't want to disappoint you." She told him.

"No." He replied. "You don't"

"Will Delia be rehearsing with us today." She asked.

"Actually I practiced with her earlier." He told her.  "But she will be at rehearsals tonight."

"Wait?' She asked in astonishment. "So you practiced earlier with her, your practicing with me now, and you're going to practice later tonight?  Where do you get all of your energy?"