Part 1
I never liked blond guys. I thought I never will. This until some weeks ago, the night I met him the first time.
When we arrived at the club we use to hang out, he was the first person I noticed. Just a blond man, some inches taller than me. I already knew that there was no way he would notice me, that he was just going to be my main interest for tonight. I managed to control my thoughts about the handsome guy and made my way to the bar along with my friends. As we made our way to one of the lounges after we took our drinks, the thing I was sure won't happen, happened. Not exactly like I expected, but still. As I turned to leave for the lounge, I hit with another body and my drink fell in my dress. Thank god the dress was black and it wasn't visible. As I lifted my head to see who it was, a pair of green eyes looking at me greeted me. I looked down at his shirt and it was stained with some drops of a red liquid. I instantly apologised, although I was shocked by seeing him standing there in front of me. When he saw that my glass was as empty as his, he protested to pay for the cleaning of my dress, as I did about his shirt. We ended up changing numbers so we could meet to pay the damage in our clothes.
From the first meeting we thought about giving it shot and try to be friends. Not the best obviously, but we would keep in contact. So did we. We met when we had time and mostly talked about everything and nothing. He was a good buddy, he would entertain you whenever you wanted. I never stopped to like him though. Even we became some short of friends, I never stopped to like him. It was a thrill to be next to a man like him and not attack him. It was only once I asked him if he had a girlfriend and he said no. That was a kind of relief. But he also managed to make me aware that he liked me too the night I asked him. It was ok, just admiring. It needed way more to become something more than what we were.
But things come when you don't expect them. He was gone for over a week when he asked me to hang out with him a little. I couldn't say no. We went in the same club we met the first time. Everything was fine till the idea of a drink competition entered my mind. He didn't resist and the shots were coming one after the other. When we decided to leave I was too dizzy that I couldn't even walk, but I somehow managed with his support to get out of the club. As he couldn't drive me back home because he was in the same state with me, we took a cab to my house. When I asked him to stay at my appartment for the night he accepted, much to my surprise. I told him to sleep on the couch and he just dropped there. When I returned from my bedroom with a blanket for him, he was pulling his t-shirt over his head with his back to me. Oh god, his back. The muscles there working as he lifted and dropped his hands. He turned to look at me and as he was reading my mind, he came closer, so close that his nose touched mine. The blanket I held fell from my hands when he kissed me. A kiss full of passion(and vodka too). Then he just led me to my bedroom and what followed was obvious.
The next morning when we woke up we knew what we did the previous night wasn't good. And decided to make it up. By dating.
And here I am now, in our fifth date, sitting opposite of him in the table of a random restaurant he suggested. He is looking at me deviously, a smirk plastered on his face. Suddenly I feel nervous and clear my throat, playing with the food I have in front of me.
"Why are you looking at me like food? You already have a plate in front of you."
"Well, I prefer you than the real food."
I chuckle a little with his words and tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear. Maybe a little seduction will be fine. I take one of the little tomatoes of my salad with my fork and put just the edge in my mouth, sucking on it. His eyes never leaving my face, he lowers his head and continues to look at me, the smirk now gone. I take the tomato in my mouth and start chewing on it. He looks relieved now and I think I will use my next trick. A little moan escapes my mouth as I'm chewing the tomato and I get lower on my chair. I can see his eyes flashing, now a dark shade of green on them. I cross my legs under the table and let my right foot caress his calf. He shifts in his chair and his jaw tightens. I smirk with his reaction and lead my foot higher, until my show can touch his thigh.
"Since when you're such a naughty girl Jessica?"
"Since I started to hang out with you Dominic."
"You know, bad girls deserve punishment."
"I don't disagree."
That smirk returns on his face as he take a mouthfull of his food. I make sure he swallows his bite and then with the front of my shoe I start to caress his groin. His eyes go wide when he realizes what I'm doing and I smile deviously to him. I tuck my dress lower, revealing more cleavage wiht my move. His eyes land there and I think I now made my point clear. I continue with my salad as my foot still caress his thigh. Time passes by smoothly with small talk between our eating and I decide I should surprise him again. I caress his groin again with my foot as I pass my tongue over my lips slowly.
"Ok, that's enough, we're leaving."
"But why?"
"I think it's time for the punishment we mentioned before."
I sit up immediately, excitment running through my veins along with my blood. He pays the bill and we head out with fast steps. When we reach his car in the parking lot he pins me between the side of the car and his body and starts kissing me thouroughly. His tongue invades my mouth and entwines with mine as I respond to his kiss. His hands land on my waist and he pulls me closer. I wrap my arms around his neck as a little moan leaves my mouth. When he pulls back we're both out of breath.
"Where?"
"Wherever. I just want to be with you."
He smiles with my words and kisses me once more, gently this time. He opens the passenger's door for me and I sit in the car. He closes the door and goes to the driver's side. Then he enters the car, puts the engine in life and we head out of the parking lot.
We probably drive to his house, supposing by the road we took. I was in his house before. Only twice when we first met. We were friends then. Now we're everything except friends. The drive there is awfully quiet. We pull to a stop and he dies the engine. I turn my head to look at him and he's looking back at me. I flash a shy smile as he pulls a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"You really want this?"
"We already did it once without asking me. And you ask now?"
"I just wanted to be polite."
"Leave this for later, now we have other things to do."
He opens the door from his side and gets out, coming to my side and opening the door for me. Too much gentleness. He locks the car and we head to his house. When he unlocks the door he lets me in and I can see nothing 'cause of the darkness. I turn to look at him and smile. He closes the door with his leg and wraps me in his arms, kissing me. His kiss is slow but hard. His hands are roaming over my body as he takes off my coat. I get him off of his jacket as well and tug him closer to me by his shirt. With his left hand he grabs my ass and with the other lifts my leg to his side as the kiss is deepening. I wrap my arms around his neck as he grabs my other leg and lifts me up, carrying me to his bedroom.
I never liked blond guys. I thought I never will. This until some weeks ago, the night I met him the first time.
When we arrived at the club we use to hang out, he was the first person I noticed. Just a blond man, some inches taller than me. I already knew that there was no way he would notice me, that he was just going to be my main interest for tonight. I managed to control my thoughts about the handsome guy and made my way to the bar along with my friends. As we made our way to one of the lounges after we took our drinks, the thing I was sure won't happen, happened. Not exactly like I expected, but still. As I turned to leave for the lounge, I hit with another body and my drink fell in my dress. Thank god the dress was black and it wasn't visible. As I lifted my head to see who it was, a pair of green eyes looking at me greeted me. I looked down at his shirt and it was stained with some drops of a red liquid. I instantly apologised, although I was shocked by seeing him standing there in front of me. When he saw that my glass was as empty as his, he protested to pay for the cleaning of my dress, as I did about his shirt. We ended up changing numbers so we could meet to pay the damage in our clothes.
From the first meeting we thought about giving it shot and try to be friends. Not the best obviously, but we would keep in contact. So did we. We met when we had time and mostly talked about everything and nothing. He was a good buddy, he would entertain you whenever you wanted. I never stopped to like him though. Even we became some short of friends, I never stopped to like him. It was a thrill to be next to a man like him and not attack him. It was only once I asked him if he had a girlfriend and he said no. That was a kind of relief. But he also managed to make me aware that he liked me too the night I asked him. It was ok, just admiring. It needed way more to become something more than what we were.
But things come when you don't expect them. He was gone for over a week when he asked me to hang out with him a little. I couldn't say no. We went in the same club we met the first time. Everything was fine till the idea of a drink competition entered my mind. He didn't resist and the shots were coming one after the other. When we decided to leave I was too dizzy that I couldn't even walk, but I somehow managed with his support to get out of the club. As he couldn't drive me back home because he was in the same state with me, we took a cab to my house. When I asked him to stay at my appartment for the night he accepted, much to my surprise. I told him to sleep on the couch and he just dropped there. When I returned from my bedroom with a blanket for him, he was pulling his t-shirt over his head with his back to me. Oh god, his back. The muscles there working as he lifted and dropped his hands. He turned to look at me and as he was reading my mind, he came closer, so close that his nose touched mine. The blanket I held fell from my hands when he kissed me. A kiss full of passion(and vodka too). Then he just led me to my bedroom and what followed was obvious.
The next morning when we woke up we knew what we did the previous night wasn't good. And decided to make it up. By dating.
And here I am now, in our fifth date, sitting opposite of him in the table of a random restaurant he suggested. He is looking at me deviously, a smirk plastered on his face. Suddenly I feel nervous and clear my throat, playing with the food I have in front of me.
"Why are you looking at me like food? You already have a plate in front of you."
"Well, I prefer you than the real food."
I chuckle a little with his words and tuck a strand of my hair behind my ear. Maybe a little seduction will be fine. I take one of the little tomatoes of my salad with my fork and put just the edge in my mouth, sucking on it. His eyes never leaving my face, he lowers his head and continues to look at me, the smirk now gone. I take the tomato in my mouth and start chewing on it. He looks relieved now and I think I will use my next trick. A little moan escapes my mouth as I'm chewing the tomato and I get lower on my chair. I can see his eyes flashing, now a dark shade of green on them. I cross my legs under the table and let my right foot caress his calf. He shifts in his chair and his jaw tightens. I smirk with his reaction and lead my foot higher, until my show can touch his thigh.
"Since when you're such a naughty girl Jessica?"
"Since I started to hang out with you Dominic."
"You know, bad girls deserve punishment."
"I don't disagree."
That smirk returns on his face as he take a mouthfull of his food. I make sure he swallows his bite and then with the front of my shoe I start to caress his groin. His eyes go wide when he realizes what I'm doing and I smile deviously to him. I tuck my dress lower, revealing more cleavage wiht my move. His eyes land there and I think I now made my point clear. I continue with my salad as my foot still caress his thigh. Time passes by smoothly with small talk between our eating and I decide I should surprise him again. I caress his groin again with my foot as I pass my tongue over my lips slowly.
"Ok, that's enough, we're leaving."
"But why?"
"I think it's time for the punishment we mentioned before."
I sit up immediately, excitment running through my veins along with my blood. He pays the bill and we head out with fast steps. When we reach his car in the parking lot he pins me between the side of the car and his body and starts kissing me thouroughly. His tongue invades my mouth and entwines with mine as I respond to his kiss. His hands land on my waist and he pulls me closer. I wrap my arms around his neck as a little moan leaves my mouth. When he pulls back we're both out of breath.
"Where?"
"Wherever. I just want to be with you."
He smiles with my words and kisses me once more, gently this time. He opens the passenger's door for me and I sit in the car. He closes the door and goes to the driver's side. Then he enters the car, puts the engine in life and we head out of the parking lot.
We probably drive to his house, supposing by the road we took. I was in his house before. Only twice when we first met. We were friends then. Now we're everything except friends. The drive there is awfully quiet. We pull to a stop and he dies the engine. I turn my head to look at him and he's looking back at me. I flash a shy smile as he pulls a strand of my hair behind my ear.
"You really want this?"
"We already did it once without asking me. And you ask now?"
"I just wanted to be polite."
"Leave this for later, now we have other things to do."
He opens the door from his side and gets out, coming to my side and opening the door for me. Too much gentleness. He locks the car and we head to his house. When he unlocks the door he lets me in and I can see nothing 'cause of the darkness. I turn to look at him and smile. He closes the door with his leg and wraps me in his arms, kissing me. His kiss is slow but hard. His hands are roaming over my body as he takes off my coat. I get him off of his jacket as well and tug him closer to me by his shirt. With his left hand he grabs my ass and with the other lifts my leg to his side as the kiss is deepening. I wrap my arms around his neck as he grabs my other leg and lifts me up, carrying me to his bedroom.
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