("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2009. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Unexpected Infatuation Christie-Lee Louis (darkangelclm@hotmail.com) *** A very relaxing day with friends. (MF, rom) *** Jezebel woke to the warm morning sun as it pushed its way through a slit in one of her curtains causing a shaft of light to dance across her pale skin and shimmer off her fiery red hair. She responded to the light with a slow stretch under the covers and allowing one of her eyes to open, reluctantly, to look at the clock on her side table. She groaned at the sight of the dimly glowing green digits on the clock revealing it to be a mere seven- thirty in the morning. She rolled over and pulled a pillow over her head to block out the intruding light. She was on leave for two whole weeks and the last thing she wanted was getting up early in the mornings. She drifted back into a blissful sleep and when she was finally ready to crawl out from her bed she was pleased to see that it was nearly ten-thirty. "That's more like it," she mumbled to herself as she sat up and stretched her arms towards the ceiling. She wiped the sleep from her eyes as she stumbled to the bathroom where she began her morning by running the water for a relaxing bubble bath. As she sat on the edge of the bath watching the water run and the bubbles begin to froth up her mind wandered off to her plans for the day. It was the middle of winter and temperatures were below freezing even by the afternoon where she stayed. She had planned to spend a relaxing day at home with a few friends watching DVD's and getting up to date with the latest gossip, even though she detested gossip but her friends always managed to drag her into it and so for their sake she simply made it part of her routine when with them. She turned off the water, pulled off her thick sweat pants and top before sliding into the hot water. She sighed as the warmth engulfed her entire body and it felt as though even her soul was emerged in the warmth of the relaxing bath. She closed her eyes and ran through her plans for the day in her mind. Suddenly her mind made a detour to memories of her days with Jason. The memories flooded over her with such force that she found her heart beating uncontrollably and her breath coming to her in short gasps when she finally managed to pull herself out of the flood. She ran her wet fingers across her face trying to erase some of the images that still seemed to be playing back in her mind and began to concentrate on slowing her breathing. She hadn't heard from Jason in months and so she figured that this sudden burst of memories was her body's way of telling her that it was time to get back out there and do some more fishing. She had sort of taken herself off the market and was holding onto false hope that perhaps Jason would come walking back into her life. Up until now she had held onto that hope but it was time to move on. She climbed out of the bath, dried herself off and grabbed her phone as she walked into the bedroom. She called up all her friends to let them know that tonight was the night they would go out. She had been putting off their invites for months and she knew it was time to pay them back for being so patient. She didn't understand why she had hung onto the hopes of some thing more developing from the casual fling she had going with Jason but she decided that that was simply a woman's natural behavior. It took a lot of practice for a woman to lock away her heart and emotions and focus on something simply being 'casual'. Women always let their emotions and feelings get caught up in things, even if they did not realize it at the time. She had two options: Get involved in a serious relationship or simply try her hardest to have a casual fling and practice locking away her feelings. She wasn't really ready for anything serious and even though the second option was a lot more work she knew it would be completely painless if things didn't work out. Her mission was set; this afternoon would be a few DVD's and then her and her friends would all get ready at her place and go out to a bar or club and go on the prowl for some men who would be lucky enough to find themselves spending the night in between the sheets of these lovely ladies beds. So Jezebel wrapped herself up warmly before heading out into the cold wintery streets to collect the DVD's and snacks needed for that afternoon's event and by the time she had everything all set up her friends were already lining up outside her door excited and pleased with her plans for the evening. They all curled up on the couches under thick blankets and enjoyed the movies and between breaks they would catch up on what they had missed out in each other's lives in the last few months. Jezebel, naturally, had a lot of catching up to do but was glad to see that nothing had really changed that much with her friends. Sarah was still the little miss perfect with her shallow ideas on what a perfect man would be for her, Anna was still trying her hardest to find that perfect man, still searching for Mr. Right instead of Mr. Right Now and Brenda had found that she preferred her life without men as it was less complicated that way. Her argument to that was that life was already complicated on its own, just adding more complications to that was absolutely absurd. Jezebel could see her point of view but at this point in time her craving for intimacy, even if it was to be on a casual basis, had taken over from her rational way of thinking. "So Jezz, what have you been up to whilst not going out with us ladies?" Anna asked as she followed Jezebel to get more popcorn. "Oh you know, the usual boring moping things that love sick women do; moping around the house, getting worked up when the phone rings, wondering what is wrong with me that he never called me back or didn't feel the same way about me, that sort of thing," Jezebel replied with a slight smile playing at the corners of her mouth. Anna stared at her in open mouth shock and concern. She was such a gullible person and would believe anything you told her if you were good enough at lying with a straight face. "Oh Jezz, I'm so sorry to hear that," she whispered as she walked over and placed a hand on her shoulder. "Anna, I'm kidding," she said through a soft giggle. "Do I really look like someone who would mope over something like that?" "You are such a cow Jezebel," Anna said before giving Jezebel a playful punch on the arm. "And no you don't look like someone who would mope but people do change. Besides who knows what kind of affect Jason really had on you," she said as she winked at Jezebel before continuing with the popcorn. "That is true. He did have quite an affect on me I have to admit. I didn't realize until this morning that I had actually let myself get attached to him on a more intimate level than I wanted myself to. So it did kind of hurt when I thought back to all my hopeful evenings I had spent waiting for a call or email from him but never receiving any. But that was my own fault; I should have never let that happen. I've been hurt really badly before and almost did again. But I'm going to do my best to not let myself get attached like that again. I'm just going to have to concentrate on all my feelings and try and drive out any that would get me attached." "Wow, you've really thought this through haven't you?" Anna asked. "Well, I've thought it through as much as I can. I don't think I'm ready to look for Mr. Right just yet," Jezebel said with a playful smile and nudged Anna who simply rolled her eyes and made her way back to the living room. By the time the movies and catching up were done it was time to get ready for a night out on the town. Not that the town was all that big but there was a club or two in and around the surrounding area. Sarah of course was not looking too forward to the drive to the club and if there were lines she was not happy about having to stand in them in the cold weather. Sarah was a successful model and loved to show off her looks and body as much as possible, so naturally all the outfits she brought with her were short, tight and made from thin materials; perfect for her mission whenever she went out-to draw attention to herself, make guys want her and make women wish they could be her. It was because of her love and adoration for herself that she would not subject herself to warm, comfortable clothes when going out anywhere in public in cold weather. Sarah slowly began to dig through her things and pull out every outfit she had brought with her and spent the next hour debating over which one to wear. Finally she settled on a brilliant pink, short silk dress that had thin diamante straps and a low cut back; clearly she planned to not wear any form of lingerie tonight. She skipped off to the bathroom hauling with her half of a cosmetic station and her pink little number. She would spend the next two hours getting ready for the big night out. Jezebel shook her head as she grinned at the thought of her friend's everyday routine. Sarah had said to her once, with a hint of jealousy, that not everyone could look as perfect as Jezebel without a lot of hard work. Sarah was a stunning woman in Jezebel's eyes. She was the same height as Jezebel with well tanned skin and long chocolate brown hair that draped down to her shoulders. She had the most beautiful hazel eyes and those just intensified the rest of her dainty features on her face. Naturally Sarah had a body to die for as having a personal trainer was on the top of her list when she became a model. Her personal trainer helped tone and sculpt Sarah's body into the same figures you see on every model on the front of a magazine. Jezebel was still adamant with Sarah that she didn't need to go through all of this to look beautiful, that she was naturally beautiful, but unfortunately the modeling propaganda had gotten the better of her and she was completely brainwashed into their way of thinking. Jezebel however was the only one who ever spoke to her about the modeling career in an honest way; Brenda and Anna only ever told her what she wanted to hear or simply agreed with her on a topic so that they could change the subject entirely. Neither of those two felt that they were in any way beautiful when they were with Jezebel and Sarah and still felt that they were extremely lucky to have the two women as their friends. They often worried that both Jezebel and Sarah would one day outgrow them and simply leave them in the dust where they felt they belonged. They were greatly mistaken on that account because they had all been friends for close on ten years and that would never change. Sarah was definitely full of herself and she was definitely shallow but the one thing that set her apart from the rest of the models was the fact that she never deserted her friends no matter how popular she was becoming. Jezebel knew she would never desert her friends because they had had an instant connection to each other ten years ago and that connection had only grown stronger. She did feel a little guilty for not spending more time with them but they understood her and so they easily let it go to enjoy the fact that they had her back with them to enjoy their nights out on the town. Jezebel brought her mind back to the current situation as she stared blankly into her cupboard remembering that she still hadn't picked out something to wear. She skimmed through her clothes quickly before deciding on a pair of smart, figure hugging black pants and low cut long sleeved blue shirt. She slid on the pants, slipped on the top over one of her favourite white lace wonder bras before sitting on the edge of her bed to fasten the buckles on her black stiletto heels. She got up and sat by her dressing table to decide what to do with her hair. She bit her bottom lip as she churned the ideas over in her head before finally settling on a neat bun allowing a few strands to hang loosely on the sides. She applied her make-up, put on a diamante choker that had a delicate trail of flowers that hung down the front of her chest – allowing any man an excuse to touch her soft skin – she put on the matching ear rings before applying a little of her favourite perfume to her neck and wrists. She looked herself over one last time before sliding her glasses back on, sliding her black leather jacket on and grabbing her purse. "Wow!" Brenda exclaimed as Jezebel walked into the guest room. "What?" "You look amazing. Damn, I wish I could look like that in the simplest of outfits too," Brenda groaned as she continued to scrounge through her bags to get her outfit together. Jezebel simply giggled as she flopped down onto the bed and waited for the rest of them to get ready. After a further hour of waiting Anna and Brenda finally had themselves ready to go and they all sat patiently on the bed waiting for Sarah to grace them with her presence. "Sarah, if you stay in that bathroom for another minute the lines you fear that you will have to wait in will be twice as long!" Brenda exclaimed as she got up from the bed and began to bang on the bathroom door. "Ok, ok I'm coming out," Sarah's muffled voice came from within the bathroom. Brenda sighed as she flopped back down on the bed. The door slowly opened and Sarah posed in the doorway waiting for our approval of her choice in outfits. "You look gorgeous as always Sarah," Jezebel said as she got off the bed, leaving Anna and Brenda with their jaws hanging on the floor, and headed towards Sarah. "But I think you may want to put this over that for the time being." She handed Sarah her long thick jacket which Sarah gladly pulled on over her short, pink little number. "Well let's get going then shall we." "Finally," Brenda grumbled as she grabbed her purse and they all headed out to Anna's car. Anna wasn't much of a drinker and so she had gladly agreed to be the designated driver for the evening. They decided to go to a club that was about twenty minutes drive from Jezebel's place, that way they wouldn't have that far to drive when it came time to leave. The car was filled with laughter and ideas on what each of the women would be doing or looking for tonight. Jezebel was the focus of the evening and they would each be looking out for potential 'casual fling' men for her. Jezebel felt as though she were on a high as the excitement had built up throughout the day. She had forgotten how good it felt to get out with the ladies and just let loose. They reached their destination and much to Sarah's dismay there was already a line halfway around the building. Jezebel and the others quietly giggled as Sarah wrapped herself up in her thick coat and reluctantly got out of the car. "I told you this was going to happen but you wouldn't listen," Brenda said to her with a smug smile on her face. "I know you are all about the 'tempting men with your body' situation but you should really invest in some warm clothes to go out in during winter." Sarah glowered at Brenda but silently walked off to go and stand in the line. "Well that's a good way to start our evening," Anna whispered to Brenda as they all hurried to join Sarah in the line. "Don't worry, she's too shallow to hold a grudge," Brenda snickered back over her shoulder to Anna. The line moved at a snail pace and with every step they took Jezebel could feel the icy winter chill seep further in through her warm jacket. She bounced up and down on her feet trying to keep warm and could feel her teeth begin to chatter. "T-t-this i-i-i-s-s r-eee-aa-l-l-y r-i-diculous," Brenda chattered behind Jezebel. Jezebel simply nodded her head and began to regret coming up with this idea in the first place. Jezebel was about to suggest they get back in the car and simply head to a bar when one of the bouncers came walking down the line; he stopped at a few places telling people they could go In before continuing down towards them. He finally reached Jezebel and the rest of her group, eyed them out and simply nodded towards the front of the line. Without hesitation they quickly scampered to the front of the line where the bouncer held the door open for them. The warm heat radiating from within the club was a welcoming change to the bitter cold outside. Jezebel loved the winter weather but it was nights like these that she preferred being indoors. They all slid their coats off as they headed into the club to find a table for them to sit at. The club was spacious and classy. From the entrance it opened up onto a spacious dance floor that had two bars on either side. On the top level of the club there was a cocktail and shooters bar with a comfortable lounge area for those not wanting to get straight out onto the dance floor and this was exactly where they were going to go for now. Brenda and Anna went to the cocktail bar to order a round of cocktails while Sara and Jezebel found a spacious couch in the corner to sit on. Brenda and Anna came back through the crowd to the couch where they all sat and enjoyed their cocktails- Anna of course was only allowed this one drink-whilst scanning the area for anyone they might know or for any talent. Jezebel was quite surprised that there was quite a bit of 'talent' out tonight and couldn't help but smile her mischievous smile when she caught the eye of any man looking in her direction. She was ready to get out there and get started on her mission for the evening. "Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Club Luna, I do hope you are feeling good tonight and ready to party the night away." The DJ announced from his booth as everywhere people applauded and whistled in response. "I'll take that as a yes. Alright then let's not waste anymore time and get this place rocking!" He bellowed over the microphone and began to play a song that sent shivers down Jezebel's spine. Jezebel immediately found herself heading down the stairs to the dance floor, followed closely by her friends. She began to move in time with the music and sing every word of the song. She had always been a fan of 'The Muse' and this had been an all time favourite song of hers and she was most pleased to hear it in the movie 'Twilight' that had been showing about a week ago. She had gone to watch the movie and had simply fallen in love with it and found that the books were even better. She now waited patiently for the next installment in the series to come out and couldn't wait to hear what music they would be using in that. She closed her eyes and let the sounds and lyrics of the song wrap her up in a cocoon that blocked out everything else. Across the room at the bar on the left sat a man that Jezebel would soon have in that cocoon with her. He had simply come out tonight with the intentions of making his friends happy and to stop them from nagging him to come out. He sat at the bar and avoided any contact with anyone. He did get a few curious glances and more often than not a few women gasped when they looked closer at him and realized who he was. He was grateful though that none of them had seemed to bother him-although that could be accounted for the stern look he had on his face that seemed to have formed with every passing minute he was in the club- they simply looked at him and walked off whispering between themselves about what they had discovered. He traced his finger along the condensation that had formed on the glass that contained his drink and sighed as his friends slowly left him one by one to venture off on their own agendas for the evening leaving him alone at the bar. He was about to get up and leave when he suddenly recognized the first song the DJ had chosen to play for the evening. It was at that moment that he had looked onto the dance floor and felt his heart begin to beat as though it were a train about to come off its tracks and did not realize he had stopped breathing. He could not believe the absolute beauty he was seeing swaying to the rhythm of the song; she was a tall, curvaceous woman with almost milk white skin, she had fiery red hair that was tied in a bun and was set off by the low cut blue shirt she was wearing. Her features on her face were delicate and intensified by her full, soft-looking luscious lips. He couldn't take his eyes off her and found himself moving closer to the dance floor as if he were in a trance. He began to gasp for breath as he realized he had stopped breathing whilst he took her in and stopped himself moving any closer towards her. He forced himself back to the bar where he downed the rest of his drink. The alcohol burned his throat but he needed it to shock his body and mind back into reality. He closed his eyes and concentrated on his breathing. His heartbeat returned to a semi-normal pace and once again he turned to look at her. She was still there dancing along to the song. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be in a world all of her own. He was certain she had been just a hallucination or if she was real wasn't as beautiful as his mind had obviously made her out to be. When he looked at her again he saw she was very real and her beauty had seemed to intensify in that second that he had looked away from her. He chuckled to himself as he thought back to his character he had played in the 'Twilight' movie; this must have been what his character did to women when he had 'dazzled' them. He had never come across any woman that had ever had this affect on him before and it was the first time he was experiencing the affects of being 'dazzled' by someone. This beautiful goddess before him would have blended in well with the rest of his kind in the movie with her pale skin and what seemed to him like inhuman beauty. He knew he wanted to speak to her, to touch her, to smell her sweet fragrance and surrender to it as it wrapped him up in its arms but he just didn't know how he was going to do that. He couldn't simply walk over to her and tap her on her shoulder because he didn't know how she would react when she saw who he was. He could send her a drink but in today's times it was never a good thing to accept drinks from strangers-you never know what they would've put into it- he considered perhaps sitting closer to where she was to find out her name and perhaps wait for her outside and try and get her alone to introduce himself. That thought just made him feel like a stalker of some sorts and he dismissed it. He went through a million different ideas and just couldn't come up with any decent ones. He continued to look at her and felt his heart beat pick up again. His mind was telling him to stay put but his body urged him on. Before he knew it he was gliding onto the dance floor, once again caught under her spell. He slowly made his way to where she was and stopped just behind her where he caught the smell of her hair; it sent shivers down his spine and he swallowed hard to try and push down his heart that seemed to have made it's way up into his throat. Her friends that she was there with didn't seem to notice him, which was a good thing, as he stood behind her trying to pluck up the courage to get her attention. He surrendered to the idea of tapping her on the shoulder and was just about to do so when a loud ruckus erupted from the dance floor. He looked in the direction of the noise to see two burly men throwing punches at each other. They stumbled into this woman's direction hitting into one of her friends who stumbled backwards into her. She began to lose her balance and this opened up the opportunity he had been waiting for. Jezebel was suddenly snatched out of her cocoon by the loud shouts and sounds of bone against bone coming from the dance floor. She opened her eyes in time to see her friend stumble back and smack into her as two burly men had punched their way over to the middle of the dance floor. Sarah stumbled back into Jezebel whose heart stopped dead in her chest as she lost her balance and began to fall back. She closed her eyes as she waited for the pain that she knew was unavoidable as soon as her body made contact with the hard concrete floor; but that pain never came. She felt her back and head cradled in warm, strong arms and felt someone's warm breath on her face. She opened her eyes to see who had caught her and felt her heart immediately begin to beat so fast she was so sure it was going to rip through her ribs. Her eyes were locked onto the soft brown eyes set in the angelic face of Robert Pattinson. He slowly lifted her up and she automatically wrapped her arms around his neck as he did so, not breaking the intense gaze that had developed between them. Everything once again seemed to disappear around her leaving only her and Robert standing in the middle of an empty room. His face really was that of an angel's and now she could fully understand why they had chosen him to play as Edward in 'Twilight'. His skin although pale was perfected with that natural red flush that caressed his cheeks, his soft brown eyes were warm and alluring, his lips were a perfect red colour and all these features were set within a perfectly sculpted face. His brown hair was naturally untidy and still seemed to have hints of whatever it is they had used in his hair to give it that bronze look in the movie. His arms had wrapped around her waist holding her against his rock hard chest and his cologne was putting her on an ecstasy high as she breathed in the scent of it. Her breathing now matched her hearts labored beatings as she continued to stare into his eyes. She noticed that his breathing seemed just as labored and she couldn't help but smile at the thought that perhaps she was the cause of that. She eventually found her voice lost somewhere beneath her heavy breathing to speak to the angel before her. "Thanks for that," she tried to say in a calm, even voice but she seemed to falter on the last word. "No problem at all," he replied. His deep English accented voice sent shivers down her spine and it took all her strength to stop her knees from giving way under her. They must've given out slightly because he seemed to pull her closer to him and wrap his arms around her to lock her in a tighter grasp; naturally she didn't mind being in his arms and knew she could stay just like this forever. Once again they fell silent, neither of them wanting to let go and the breathing between them seemed to grow more intense. Jezebel felt her face grow hot as the blood rushed to her cheeks making them a slightly darker shade of red than Robert's own cheeks. He seemed to be moving closer to her, wanting to close the distance between them and she responded to that by moving closer herself. Absentmindedly Jezebel twirled her fingers into his hair and she felt his one hand slowly begin to caress her lower back. She could not believe this was happening to her and she knew already that this was not going to be something casual. This was going to be much more because those intimate feelings she had tried to lock away suddenly burst through the moment she laid eyes on him. She knew that this time if things did progress between them and they had to end up calling it off she would be completely devastated; but she knew deep down that the pain she would suffer would be worth every second she spent with him no matter how long or how short that time would be. Robert couldn't believe his luck as the opportunity literally landed in his arms. He had slowly pulled her up and instead of simply placing his hands on her shoulder to steady her he instinctively wrapped them around her waist and pulled her towards him. His body and mind were finally in sync and they both didn't want to simply help her get her balance; they wanted her wrapped in his arms, they wanted to feel her body pressed against his and they definitely wanted to have him lost in her sweet scent. Her sweet fragrance caused him to breathe a little faster and the smile that gently played across her face just made him want her so much more. His breathing quickened as he felt her hands wrap around his neck and he knew there was no turning back now. He felt her legs give way slightly beneath her and this gave him the perfect excuse to pull her closer to him. Robert knew right then that he wanted to kiss her and so began to move closer to her, closing the little distance there was between them. Tiny shivers ran down his spine as she responded by twirling her fingers in his hair and moving closer. He couldn't believe what was happening between them, he didn't even know her name and yet the chemistry was instant and explosive. He wanted to spend every minute of everyday with this woman and it was in this moment he wished he did not need sleep like his character because that way he could always be with her and not miss a single thing. Their faces were inches away from each other and Jezebel could almost feel his lips on hers when suddenly the cocoon around her was completely shattered. "Jezz, are you ok! Oh my god I am so sorry! I should've tri...." Sarah began to exclaim as soon as she had been helped up off the floor and regained her balance. She of course stopped mid sentence when she saw whose arms were wrapped around her friend. The club came back into focus and Jezebel heard the burly men cursing as they were dragged outside by the bouncers. The DJ had been so wrapped up in the fight that he had completely forgotten about the music and quickly tried to regain his flow to get the party goers back into the swing of having a good time. Jezebel still had her arms wrapped around Robert's neck, her fingers still tangled up in his hair and his arms were still firmly locked around her waist with his head now leaning against hers as they both looked at her completely stunned friend. "Well as you can see Sarah I'm perfectly fine, if Robert hadn't been here to catch me," Jezebel stated as she turned to once again look into his eyes before looking back at her friend "I would've more than likely been knocked out." Sarah just couldn't find the words for what she wanted to say and so began to mutter incomprehensible words. Brenda and Anna rushed over to their friends once they managed to fight their way back through the crowds to see if they were alright. They looked at Sarah as she continued to mutter to herself before looking in Jezebel's direction. Immediately their jaws seemed to drop to the floor and they were at a loss for words. "Ladies please, the man gets enough unwanted attention from women, I 'm sure he doesn't need to have three women standing in the middle of a dance floor gawking at him. Ladies please, a little composure if you will," Jezebel hissed at them still not moving from her current position. They immediately relaxed and cleared their throats as they straightened themselves up looking away sheepishly as they did so. Jezebel chuckled as she watched them and Robert couldn't help but smile at the sight. "Well I guess there is no need for introductions on my part. What is your name?" He asked as he once again looked at Jezebel. "My name is Jezebel and the three stooges over there are Sarah, Anna and Brenda," she replied as she pointed out her friends who either waved sheepishly at him or simply nodded in his direction. "It's a pleasure to meet you all." "Well I've definitely had enough of the dance floor, let's head back to our table ladies," Jezebel said as she pointed to the stairs. "You will be joining us won't you Robert?" she asked still locked in his arms with her fingers gently twirling pieces of his hair between them. "Definitely," he replied, a little too excitedly. Jezebel giggled before breaking away, reluctantly, from Robert's arms and sliding her hand into his to lead the way to their table. On their way back up to their table there were gasps escaping from every woman's lips as they watched the two of them pass. Once again they got comfortable at their table and Sarah and Brenda now stumbled off towards the cocktail bar but this time for shooters; they needed something to help them come to terms with who was now sitting with them. Jezebel sat on the two-seater red sofa she had sat on previously and Robert melted against her side as if their bodies were made specifically for each other. His arm stretched across the back of the sofa and his hand gently rested on her shoulder. Jezebel nestled into his side allowing her one hand to gently rest on his leg. This was absolutely mind blowing to Jezebel, she was already acting as if Robert and she had been dating forever and yet she had only just met him. She knew this man before her was an extremely special one and there was no doubt in her mind that he was thinking and feeling the exact same things. Jezebel felt as though this was one really big, really intense dream and that any minute now she was going to wake up from it. She felt a lump form in her throat at the sheer horror of that thought, that all this was just a dream because if it was she never wanted to wake up and if she ever did she would be completely shattered. She shook her head to clear the thoughts away and swallowed hard to clear the lump from her throat. "So Robert what brings you to this side of the world?" Anna finally managed to ask once she found her voice. "Well I'm on a bit of a break for now so I came here to visit a few friends who pretty much begged and pleaded me to come out with them so I finally gave in and came along." He placed his hand on Jezebel's neck to gently pull her closer to him as if to kiss her but instead placed his cheek against hers and whispered in her ear. "I'm really glad that I did come along though." His voice sent shivers down Jezebel's spine and a soft sigh escaped her lips. She smiled up at him when he looked at her and for the rest of the evening Jezebel once again felt as though she were on the most incredible high. The rest of the evening was filled with laughter, a few more rounds of shooters and a lot of dancing. Robert sat by the bar whilst Jezebel and her friends danced but the swaying of her body in the most delightfully teasing way eventually pulled him off his chair and back onto the dance floor. He wrapped his arms around her and began to move in time with her as she leaned back against his chest letting her hands snake around his neck once again. He nuzzled his face in by her neck and inhaled her sweet perfume allowing the softest moan to escape from his lips as the scent washed over his senses. In his peripheral vision he could see that this had caused a mischievous grin to play across her face. He couldn't resist not kissing her any longer and so he began to plant soft kisses on her neck starting at the base of her jaw line and letting them trail down the nape of her neck. Jezebel closed her eyes and felt her heart begin to flutter every time his lips touched her skin which now felt as though it were on fire. Jezebel suddenly felt dizzy from the passion and desire to have this man and if it weren't for him holding her she would've crumpled down onto the floor. He felt her legs begin to shake and tightened his grip around her before stopping the administrations of his kisses to look at her with concern clearly written all over his face. "Are you alright?" he murmured into her ear sending shivers down her spine yet again. "I'm feeling a little dizzy and that's thanks to you," she gasped in response before giving him one of her most wicked smiles. "I do apologize for that. Maybe it would be best for you to sit down." "I'd prefer to go home. I've had enough of this place and I've found what I've been looking for," Jezebel said before winking at him and breaking his grip around her to lean over to Anna and ask her if they could leave. Anna took one look at Robert and nodded as a smile broke across her face and Robert could only imagine what Jezebel had told her friend. A few minutes later Jezebel's friends were driving towards her house with her following in the Robert's car. The sexual tensions between the two of them seemed to hum like the sound of electricity in the car and, even though the heater was not needed Robert had turned it on nonetheless; force of habit is the only rational thought Jezebel could have materialize in her mind before it went rambling through a million different wants and desires that her body craved. Robert did his best to try and concentrate on the road but he kept glancing over at Jezebel whenever she moved, not wanting to miss a single thing she did no matter how insignificant it was. The usual twenty minute drive home seemed to have become an agonizingly long one and Jezebel was just about to voice her frustration when her house finally came into view. They all hurried inside and her friends wasted no time gathering their belongings to leave Jezebel and Robert in peace. "Well that was a great evening Jezz, we must definitely do it again. I'll give you a call in the morning," Brenda said as she hugged her friend before walking out the door to her car. "I want every single, juicy, hot detail from you in the morning," Sarah whispered into Jezebel's ear before walking out to her car. Jezebel laughed softly to herself as she closed the door behind her friend and feeling that same tension return with that same almost deafening hum in the room. She turned and walked back over to Robert allowing her fingers to interlock with his, tracing small patterns over the back of his hand with her thumb. She had never actually noticed until now what he had been wearing and it just made him look that much more desirable. He had a thick black winter coat on that covered a black turtle neck top and a pair of blue jeans to complete the look along with a pair of simple black shoes. After her examination of what he wore Jezebel looked back up at him and found she was smoldering under his hungry gaze; the lust was very clear in his eyes and she hoped that he could see it just as clearly in hers. His breath suddenly caught in his throat as he seemed to lean a little closer to her, eyes narrowing as he did so. "What is it?" Jezebel asked in a cautious voice when she noticed the slight change in his look. "I didn't notice back in the club but you have two different colour eyes," he replied in an almost whisper. "Oh," Jezebel said as she chuckled softly "That yes, I guess I was one of the lucky few to have been blessed with eyes like this," she said as she pointed to her eyes with her free hand. "They are absolutely beautiful. You must be a complete figment of my imagination, you're just too perfect," he whispered to her in a husky voice. "I could say the same," she replied in a husky voice that matched his own. His warm breath brushed across her face as she looked at him and once again he began to move closer to her. "Um, would you l..." Jezebel began to ask Robert if he would like something to drink but was suddenly cut off as Robert wrapped his arms around her and swiftly picked her up. Jezebel wrapped her legs around his waist and locked her arms around his neck, never looking away from him. "Which way to the bedroom?" he asked. "Up the stairs, straight down the passage," she whispered. He hurried up the stairs to her bedroom, bursting through door before gently throwing her on the bed, allowing his body to once again melt against hers as he lay on top of her. Jezebel was panting and felt that desire for him twist and writhe within her aching body. Robert couldn't believe that he still had a little control left as he slowly began to outline Jezebel's face with his fingers before removing her glasses so that he could have nothing blocking her exquisite eyes. His fingers outlined her lips and as they parted her warm breath brushed against the tips of them. Finally the little control he had dissolved and the beast within him that hungered to have her wrapped in his arms, to feel her naked skin against his own, howled in pleasure as it knew the time was now to satisfy that hunger. Jezebel twisted her fingers into his hair once again and gently pulled his face towards hers. This of course was all the encouragement he needed and she suddenly felt his soft lips pressed against hers. She opened her mouth to allow his tongue to enter and they began to kiss passionately, never breaking away from each other but only allowing pants of breath or moans escape from their mouths. Robert moaned into her mouth as his hands began to trail over her body down to her leg which she instinctively lifted and wrapped around his waist. Robert felt as though he were going to burst with the burning desire he had for this woman and, even though he did not want to break their rough and passionate kiss his yearning for her body took over. He broke away and removed his jacket and Jezebel did the same before moving further up on the bed. He sat there on the edge of the bed for a moment as he looked at her. She removed her shoes-Robert without looking away managed to shove his own off- before looking back at him with that same wicked smile on her face. She leaned back into the pillows, spread her legs slightly and beckoned him to her with her finger. Robert seemed to growl at her as he stalked over to her once again kissing her but this time with even more intensity. He pulled her down so that she lay flat on the bed once again, but instead of letting her arms wrap around his neck she let her hands begin to caress his chest before making their way to his back where her fingers gently danced all the way down his spine making him shudder. Jezebel's hands found what they were looking for and she began to lift Robert's shirt, pulling it up towards his head. He broke away from her to allow her to pull the shirt over his head. Jezebel simply tossed the shirt to the floor as she let her eyes wander over Robert's well built physique. She pulled herself onto her knees and moved closer to him so that she could let her hands touch his warm skin and outline every defined muscle there was on his chest. Once again he shuddered as her fingers trailed over his bare chest and his hands now tugged at the bottom of her own shirt. Jezebel raised her arms above her head and Robert swiftly removed it exposing her body to him. His breathing seemed to stop completely as he looked at her sitting before him now half naked. Her breasts, enclosed in a white lace bra that accentuated her cleavage, were nestled above a perfectly flat and well defined stomach and her skin naturally looked soft and smooth to the touch. Robert let his fingers run down her arm causing her to shudder and sigh softly. Jezebel couldn't resist the urge any longer and so she moved closer to him leaning in as if to kiss him once again but letting her lips move towards his neck instead. She gently began to kiss his neck, allowing herself to nibble on his ear before continuing with her trail of kisses which lead from his neck and began to make their way down to his chest. She kissed him softly along his collar bone and then began to move them down the middle of his chest. Robert of course began to pant heavily as her kisses moved further down his chest towards his stomach and the pleasure he was experiencing had him locked in place, unable to move so much as a finger. Jezebel was quite surprised with herself that she hadn't already strapped this man to her bed and stripped him of all his clothing. A little voice in the back of her mind seemed to come up with a valid reason and that was because she did not want this to be a simple one-night stand or a casual fling so there was no need to rush through it no matter how much her body seemed to ache for it. She wanted to enjoy every single thing that happened tonight, from the softest moan to the mind blowing orgasms that she knew were still to come. She wanted to savour every tiny detail of everything that happened and she didn't know if it was because she might have been wrong about him feeling the same way as she did about him, and so wanted to lock away as much as she could in her memories, or if she was doing this because he did feel the same way and this was the way her body had chosen to convince her mind that it was real and this was really happening. Her hands had made their way down to the top of his jeans where she began to undo the buttons, slowly and one at a time. She had managed to get the final button undone when Robert's strong hands were placed on either side of her shoulders and gently pulled her back towards his face. He was amazed that he had managed to find the strength to lift her; her trail of kisses had left him in a complete stupor of ecstasy that his arms had felt like dead weight on either side of him. When he looked at her disappointed face, lips slightly pouting like a sad little puppy, he couldn't help but chuckle softly to himself and shake his head. "What?" she breathed. "You have the cutest little face when you're disappointed about something," he said as he raised one hand to brush away a strand of hair from her face. "Well then you better find a way to make me happy again. I don't like being disappointed," Jezebel replied flashing him that same wicked smile. Robert once again stared into her eyes as he reached for the elastic band holding her hair tied back in its bun. He tugged at the bands for a minute or two before they finally gave in on their hold and her hair was free to cascade down her back like waves of fire. Robert thought nothing else about her would be able to take his breath away again but the site of her face surrounded by her fiery red hair did just that. He began to twirl one of the locks of her hair between his fingers before leaning forward to smell it; it smelled of peaches and cream and he pulled her closer so that he could breathe in more of the smell. While Robert was wrapped in the sheer delight of her smell, Jezebel moved one hand behind her back and undid the clasps of her bra, moving away slightly from his body so that it could slip off from around her arms. Robert hadn't seemed to notice what she had done until Jezebel once again pushed her body up against his. His breathing came to him in short gasps and his whole body seemed to stiffen against hers at the realization that there was no longer a tiny piece of fabric restricting any part of her upper body. Robert moved his head back from her hair so that he could look into Jezebel's eyes and it was her turn to giggle when she saw how wide his eyes were. "You look like this is your first time at doing this sort of thing Robert." All he could do was shake his head in response. "Well you see, this is usually the part where you take a look to see if you like what you see," Jezebel said in a whisper. "I'm actually afraid to do that, can you believe it," he replied, finally finding his voice again. "Why?" "Well, I don't want to rush into any of this, much to my body's disappointment I assure you, but I'm afraid that if I look now I'm going to lose the battle and then I will regret not being able to have savoured every tiny detail of this evening." "I'm sure you will be able to control yourself, I have faith in you," Jezebel replied giving him that mischievous smile he loved so much. Robert relaxed his muscles and swallowed hard but still not letting go of Jezebel. She placed her hands on his chest and gently pushed so that she could remove herself from his blazing hot skin but he tightened his grip on her. "Just give me a minute, please," he whispered into her ear. Jezebel granted him his wish and stayed still in his grasp. She smiled to herself at the thought that she was driving this man crazy and she hadn't even done anything grand that would lead to this point. Eventually she felt him breathe out slowly before finally loosening his grip and pulling her away from him. He looked at her in her eyes and for a moment it seemed as though he was not going to look any further than that. She was about to turn on her powers of persuasion when his eyes slowly began to move away from hers. Jezebel began to breathe heavily as she felt his gaze move over her body, burning her wherever they looked. Robert stared at her as though he were a little boy on Christmas day that just received the present he always wanted. In one instant moment Jezebel found herself flat on her back with a hungry, sex-crazed man pressed to her body, his tongue dancing around in her mouth and his hands were running wild everywhere; she felt them tangle in her hair as he kissed her, he allowed one of them to snake it's way down her arm and move across to her breasts, fondling them hungrily allowing his fingers to trace tiny circles around each of her nipples. He finally broke away from her and began to kiss his way down to her breasts, leaving her panting and grabbing the sheets as each kiss sent a cold shiver down her spine; a welcoming comfort for her burning skin. She gasped when his mouth latched onto her right nipple and his tongue began to wrap around it in small, fast circles. Her body writhed beneath his and she felt as though she were going to have an orgasm from this tiny pleasure but his mouth moved away from her breasts, much to her disappointment, and carried on with its burning kisses along her stomach. Robert's hands found what they were looking for and immediately began to tug at the buttons of Jezebel's pants. After a minute or two they finally gave in and Robert immediately began to tug at the top of her pants expressing his desire to have them removed. Jezebel lifted her back so that he could easily slide them off along with her underwear before throwing them across the room to crumple into a heap on the floor somewhere in the bedroom. The beast within him howled in delight and seemed to salivate at the thought of what it was about to receive as it's reward for being made to wait so long; however the screaming voice in his head made him stop to once again enjoy the sheer beauty of the red-haired goddess lying before him now completely naked. His chest heaved as he tried to calm his thumping heart so that he could concentrate on the task at hand. Jezebel lay on the bed before him clutching the covers of the bed and staring at him with pleading, lustful eyes, her chest rose and fell quickly as she gasped for breath making it very tempting for Robert to lean down once again and allow himself another taste of her sweet skin but he resisted and moved his eyes further along her body. Her legs felt like silk under is hands as he caressed them but his eyes were on the wet, neatly trimmed mound between her legs that beckoned him forward. The howling monster seemed to purr now as it registered what his intentions were before he even began to move and he licked his lips as his hands ran back towards her hips, bringing him closer to her womanhood. Jezebel felt as though every cell in her body was about to explode when Robert stopped kissing her to once again look at her, now laying completely naked before him. She could see the hunger for her in his eyes and she wanted to pull him down onto her because she didn't know if she could contain her own hunger any longer. She clawed at the sheets as she gasped for breath watching him as his eyes ran their familiar course over her body, letting his hands trail over her bare legs and getting familiar with the unfamiliar terrain. Jezebel wanted to sit up right then and pull him towards her but suddenly his hands began to move back up her legs towards her hips bringing his face closer to her now dripping mound, his eyes fixed on that sweet spot that would give her the release she yearned for. Her heart was hammering away in her chest and it now felt as though she couldn't breathe at all, her breath was coming to her so fast and in such short gasps; it felt as though she was going to pass out but she began to concentrate on her breathing to try and slow it down. Robert leaned his face in to her inner thigh on the left and gently began to kiss his way lower down, sending shivers of pleasure up and down Jezebel's spine once again. Jezebel felt that familiar tingle deep within her womanhood as Robert got closer to it with every kiss; as he moved closer Jezebel released the covers of the bed and let her fingers tangle themselves in his hair making sure that he didn't mover off his current course. Of course, Robert had no intention of doing so and when he finally reached his intended goal he breathed in deeply, allowing her sweet womanly scent to fill him up before breathing out slowly letting his breath brush across her sensitive sweet spot. Jezebel moaned as his breath brushed over her dripping womanhood and once again she began to squirm on the bed. Slowly Robert began to slide his tongue along the soft wet folds of her womanhood, delighting in the taste that now filled his mouth sending shivers of delight down his spine. Robert curled his hands around Jezebel's legs and pulled her closer to him as he lapped up her sweet juices hungrily. He wanted to be inside her, to feel the warmth of her around him but he was enjoying his administrations too much to pull himself away. His tongue danced around her sensitive womanhood as his fingers slowly slid deep into her dripping mound and began a slow rhythm in and out of her. Jezebel gasped at the intense feeling that ripped through her body when he did this and she began to grind her hips down onto his fingers just to experience that feeling again. Robert's administrations picked up pace and once again Jezebel found herself panting as an orgasm built up within her wanting to break loose and rush through her entire body so that it could cool her burning skin. Her moans became louder as her orgasm approached and as it broke loose over her causing her entire body to break out in spasms, she squealed in delight, gripping the covers once again. Robert slowed his pace before removing his fingers from her and placing them in his mouth so that he could lick up every bit of her sweet juices. He delighted in her taste and couldn't get enough of it but the hungry beast within him wanted so much more than just her taste, it wanted to feel her wrapped around him. Robert stood up whilst Jezebel still lay in a state of absolute bliss and began to remove his pants, finally giving in completely to his desires. Once rid of his clothing completely Robert gently slid on top of Jezebel once again, feeling the moisture on her skin as he did so and watching her face, mesmerized by the way it looked when she was in a complete state of bliss. In one swift, gentle move Robert slid into Jezebel's womanhood causing her back to arch as he did so and her eyes to shoot open when she gasped at the sensation. Robert's hunger for her intensified at the feeling of her warm, wet womanhood and he slowly began to move in and out of her, gradually picking up the pace as he got into a rhythm. As his pace picked up so did his breathing and very soon Robert found himself panting as the sweat broke out across his body. Jezebel took his face in her hands and looked deep into his eyes as he made love to her and she felt the beginnings of her second orgasm begin to brew inside of her. Robert's panting breaths turned to moans and grunts of passion as he neared his release; Jezebel sensing this wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer to her, wanting to feel his body on her. With cries of pleasure from both partners, their orgasms washed over them leaving them panting and intertwined as they immersed themselves in the in the waves of their orgasms. Jezebel finally managed to get her breathing to a slow, stable pace and turned to Robert to kiss him lightly on the forehead as she twirled locks of his hair between her fingers. "Would you care for something to drink now," she whispered to him. Robert nodded his head but gripped her tightly when she tried to free herself from his arms. "You know you have to let me go so I can go and get that drink for you," Jezebel said with a giggle. Robert shook his head, "No I can do without it for now, but I can't do without you being in my arms so please stay." Jezebel nestled back into his arms and began to tickle his arm and very soon both of them were drifting into a deep sleep. END * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than a trusted partner. 4-million people around the world contract HIV every year. You only have one body per lifetime, so take good care of it! * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Kristen's collection - Directory 63