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DarkNites: Temptation
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My old friends, Adam and Anne back again.
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DarkNites: Temptation..
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Anne stood back, regarding her reflection with a critical eye. The
emerald green dress flowed down over one shoulder, over her breasts and then
cascaded down down to the floor in a fall of brilliant color. She did a
quarter turn to regard her profile. Folds of fabric from her shoulder skimmed
her bare back to swing gracefully to her knees. She regarded herself with
satisfaction. Every man at the gala would be wondering how the dress was
staying up...
She walked from the bathroom, humming a snazzy tune. She was
in a terrific mood. So good in fact, she didn't feel like going tonight. She
was definitely in a hot-fudge-on-brownie-and-tv mood. Even the sound of
fervent swearing coming from the bedroom didn't really faze her...
Adam was leaning over her vanity, venting his feelings as he ripped
apart his bow-tie for the umpteenth time. Seven years of marriage and he
was still trying to tie the damn thing on his own.. Anne struck an alluring
pose and fluttered her lashes. Adam swore some more. God, what did it take to
get the man's attention.. She cleared her throat loudly and restruck her pose.
Adam glanced towards her.
"Wow."
She did a slow turn. Adam strode towards her.
"How in the hell does that thing stay up?? He teasingly lifted her
tail and peered under it. Anne grinned flirtatiously up at him.
"Female secret."
His hands slid down her sides. "Mmmmm, you smell fantastic.."
"Thank you." She swiftly knotted the black fabric around his neck into
a perfectly respectable bow. Adam sighed in resignation. "I guess some things
are destined to remain a mystery to me."
Anne pressed herself against him and snuggled her face into his neck.
"You look so wonderful..", she mumbled into the curve of his neck.
"Some thing about men in tuxes just does it for me.. Other little girls grew
up dreaming of Knights In Shining Armor. Mine was in a black tux."
She groaned achingly. "Mmmm, I just want to take a bite out of you.."
Adam grinned but didn't say a word. It was pretty obvious that she
didn't want to go to the gala. Too bad they had to..
She peeled her body off his and drew her hands down his chest. She
fastened on the single button holding the jacket together and undid it.
Immediately her hands were below the fabric and reveling in the feel of muscle
and heat beneath thin fabric. He kissed her then, slowly but not erotically.
Just a you're-nice-too kiss. Anne was not pleased. Damn. He obviously had
no intention of giving in and staying home.. Alright. Sometimes a woman just
had to get down and dirty to have her way. Torpedos ready, Captain..
Her nails scratched lightly down his torso as she headed for his
dress pants. Her fingers slipped under the waistband, seeking for an erect
member. Adam gasped as his stomach muscles contracted involuntarily to let
her have more space. Time to stop this before it goes to far, he thought
suddenly as he realized how tempted he was to let her do this. But certain
other parts of him had different agendas..
Anne felt the tips of her fingers graze his swelling head. Suddenly
seized by a sense of urgency, she wrestled with the snap of his pants. She
wanted to feel him growing hard in her hand. She wanted to feel his cock
reach its full length. She wanted to look in his eyes as she held him..
Free! Her hand dove into his boxers and wrapped around his still-stiffening
shaft. Her other hand wrapped around his neck as she leant against him,
looking down at the spectacular sight of a man getting aroused. A small groan
escaped her then, and that probably weakened his will more than any amount
of naked flesh could. He took hold of the hand around his penis and, gently
but firmly, removed it. Her clouded eyes swung upwards in surprise.
"Whats wrong?"
"Anne, you're tempting me like crazy but we still have to go. The
CEO of Fieldbrook has to be at this charity ball. There's no way around it."
She sighed reluctantly.
"I guess you're right.", she said slowly. But even as he watched her,
he saw a dangerous look come into her eyes. "But we don't really have to
leave Now, do we..", she continued huskily. Before he could stop her, she had
pushed his dress pants and boxers down over his hips and was on her knees.
"Oh shit!", he gasped as an incredible warmth and wetness slid slowly
over his pulsing cock.
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Three Hours later
The Regency Hotel
Adam was having trouble keeping his thoughts in line. One of the
most gorgeous women in the room was sending unmistakable signals his way,
and his ego flowered under the attention. A beautiful woman coming on to him
here, another at home.. His tension in his groin increased deliciously at
the thought. He had performed his social obligations long enough. It was
time to get home and finish what Anne had started earlier..
Even as he finished that thought, Anne materialized at his side. Her
smile deepened as his gaze met hers, and a knowing, intensely arousing look
entered her eyes. The woman knew exactly what he was thinking.. And then
she glanced towards Karen and saw the hungry way the other woman was looking
at him.. Adam grinned inwardly. This was going to get interesting.
"Hello, I don't think we've met.", began Anne pleasantly. "I'm Adam's
wife, Anne Damier Hallquist." She sat back and watched the other woman absorb
the name. Anne Damier... The writer?? Karen shot a disbelieving look at her,
and then her gaze switched between her and Adam. Anne's gaze was part
amusement and part cold steel. That's right sister, you're out of your league
here.. This man is mine. Every delectable inch.. Anne placed one hand on
Adam's arm in an unconscious act of possession.
After Karen had taken herself off in search of other prey, Anne sent a
satisfied smile at her husband.
"That was over too quickly", sighed Adam disappointed. "I love having
women fight over me.." Anne snorted indelicately and jabbed him in the ribs.
"You looked like you were having fun anyway. And with my lipstick
barely dry on your cock..", she murmured in a low voice. Adam started
involuntarily, as her words triggered an extremely vivid image of Anne's eyes
looking up at him through her lashes as her lips and hands caressed his penis.
A rush of blood surged through his neck and chest as his imagination took
off...
Anne slipped a hand behind him to shape the firm curve of his butt.
It was a subtle, almost unnoticeable move but her eyes dared him to back away.
Traces of color appeared over his cheekbones. Anne chuckled softly thinking
that she had embarassed him, but one look at his intense eyes set her
straight. To her surprise, the boldness of his gaze made her wish she hadn't
kept turning him on all that night. Just harmless teasing, darling.. maybe
a little revenge in it, but mostly harmless.. As her own cheeks heated up, she
found herself wondering if she had gotten in too deep...
Adam moved in close, too close, regarding her with those steady eyes.
Anne suppressed the instinct to step back. One hand curved around her back,
as she found herself being held close to his body. He bent his head down to
to whisper into her ear. Anne shivered involuntarily as the nerves in
her neck and shoulder exploded to life.
"Lady, you've been playing with fire all evening." Anne gasped as the
deep vibration of his voice in her ear triggered little spasms all down her
side. Adam smiled inwardly as he felt the muscles under his hands tense up.
She didn't reply him.
"You could get into trouble leading a man on this way.." One hand
slid up her bare back to stroke her side of her neck gently. Anne swallowed
though her mouth had just gone dry. She really, really hoped he was just
playing with her. If Adam had decided to get outrageous, things could get out
of control real fast.
His lips found her neck, his tongue rasping against the smooth skin
as intimately as if they weren't in a crowded ballroom. Anne gently pushed
him back a step. She didn't care if they were married. There was a limit
to what she would do under the eyes of a hundred people. Adam's eyes were
glowing with an unholy glee. Oh shit.
"Come with me.." He guided her firmly through the crowd with a
hand on her lower back.
"Where are we going", she asked breathlessly. Let it be home..
"Somewhere very private.", he promised seductively.
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He pressed her back against the door as soon as it shut behind them.
Anne groaned as his lips found her shoulder. The pressure of his body in
front and of the door behind her, made her feel very helpless.. and very
turned-on. There was the familiar flare of heat in her groin that heralded
the flood of moisture she could already feel spreading between her inner lips.
Adam's hand started to pull up the skirt of her silk gown, slipping
through the thigh high slit, bunching it up as he shaped the curve of her
behind. She was so relieved that it wasn't going to be a repeat of the
Ladies Room Experience that she didn't even mind when he tore off her panties
and plunged into her. She just hooked one stockinged leg over his hip and
held on...
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"I'm sorry.", murmured Adam. They were lying on the lace bedspread
of the massive bed. The suite was dim, only the lights in the wall sconces
showed his worried face as he leaned over her, still fully dressed.
"I should have waited.. Did I hurt you?" Anne shook her head, her
eyes twinkling.
"I'm fine. You weren't though.", she teased. "I must have been
doing something right!" Adam reddened in response.
"I should tie your hands behind your back every time we go out.
Of course then you'd probably give me a raging hard on by whispering all
sorts of depraved suggestions in my ear. I can't possibly win..", he said
in a disgusted voice. Anne laughed then, still glowing in the thrill of her
power.
"That's what you get for marrying a writer.", she said provocatively,
drawing her nails down his shirt front. Before he knew it, she had pushed him
back onto the bed and swung herself over him.
"And since we're here, I think we should take advantage of it..",
she murmured huskily. Adam grinned happily, relaxing as all sorts of
interesting positions started occurring to him. ".. we should order room
service.", she finished and bounded off him. Adam sighed.
After she had wolfed down the Triple Layer Club with Extra Bacon
and Mayo, she lay back in her freshly crumpled green dress with a glorious
smile on her face.
"Life is good.", she said, spreading out her arms over the
soft lace of the bedspread. Adam slid down to lie beside her, full of Pecan
Pie, as she snuggled up to him.
"I have to agree." He began to toy casually with the edge of her
bodice. A finger gently shaped the soft swell of a breast, sliding up and
over her nipple. Even as he watched, it began to harden, forming a sharp nub
against the soft fabric. Anne sighed softly and shifted to offer him more of
herself. Adam slipped one hand under the dress to cup a breast.
Warm, living flesh in his hand..
Anne trembled as he squeezed. Nerve endings awakened, coming together
to form a shivering, longing feeling deep inside her. She buried her face in
his shoulder, breathing in his scent deeply. Adam caught her chin in his
fingers and tilted her face up for a long, lazy kiss. Their bodies moved
instinctively to press together. Anne wrapped her arms around her husband's
neck as his weight came down on her and gave herself up to the kiss.
Adam's hands fastened on the top of her bodice and attempted to slip
it down. It held. He pulled back from her then with a puzzled look. She
smiled wickedly as she reached up to unfasten the almost invisible strap
holding the whole thing together. The fabric loosened and slipped down gently
as she sat up and drew it off her legs. Adam drew a sharp breath at the
erotic sight of her in nothing but silky black thigh-highs. With a slight
smile, she reached to slip one lace top down her leg but he lunged at her with
a mock growl and pinned her to the bed. A small giggle escaped her before he
silenced her with his mouth..
She touched him to her heart's content. Her hands shaping the
muscles of his shoulders, sliding lovingly down the smooth expanse of his back
to curve around the sexy swell of his butt. Adam shuddered as she drew her
nails lightly back up the sides of his hips and replied by rolling over to
have her on top of him. She straightened up slowly, lips curving in a
mysterious smile. Adam murmured something softly as he reached up to cup the
breasts swaying temptingly above him. She leaned forwards to let his hands
take the weight of her breasts and then moved down his body, until her slit
nestled against his penis. Adam sighed as her wet, female flesh seemed to
absorb him into its depths. Slowly, almost imperceptibly she started to rock
against him, the motion parting her outer lips and bringing her clitoris in
direct contact with the hardness of his cock.
Adam groaned as the shifting pressure of her body stroked along the
length of his throbbing shaft. Her delicate movements were driving him crazy
when what he needed was grinding speed. Anne had thrown her head back and
squeezed her eyes shut, concentrating on the unbelievable sensations her
swollen flesh was receiving. Her fluids had spread over his flesh, coating
it so she could press her clitoris against him without hurting herself. She
picked up the pace, grinding down on him until her inner lips had spread out
over him and her entire crotch was getting the delicious stimulation she
needed. Adam arched his back gasping, as he started moving with her. The
pleasure was exquisite...
Anne was getting close, so close that her nails were digging into
Adam's shoulders. She forced herself to back off, slowing down gradually,
reveling in the shimmering sensations within her. He took over then, sitting
up and maneuvering her to the edge of the bed. In a fluid move, he was off
the bed and kneeling between her legs.
Anne bit her lower lip as Adam's tongue found her clitoris. And
teased it. She squeezed her eyes shut to concentrate on the sensations
her already sensitized flesh was producing. She let go off her control and
let her body move as it needed too, squirming and straining towards his
mouth. The clever tip of his tongue flicked rapidly all over her swollen
inner lips, probing deeper and deeper until she was involuntarily thrusting
her hips to get it into her. He gladly obliged, holding her still under him
as he stroked his tongue all around the sensitive entrance of her vagina.
The delicious rasping forced a slow, heartfelt moan from her as a deep, inner
need was partially satisfied. One hand clutched at the sheets as the tension
in her built. The movement of her hips slowed and her breathing became labored
as she sighed her climax. Suddenly she felt his tongue grind against her
clitoris and everything froze in exquisite pleasure..
Adam didn't let her come down before he had her pinned down to the
bed. His hand found its way back between her legs, but this time he was
careful to stay away from her over-sensitive clit. Instead, he sank one
finger into her soaking vagina, his stomach muscles contracting as he felt
the last few ripples of her muscles around it. He took a shuddering breath
as he envisioned those hot, wet walls gripping him, sliding wetly around him.
Instinctively, he started thrusting his finger in and out of her slowly. Anne
opened her eyes, a little dazed from her orgasm, but no where near satisfied..
Her breathing was still racing as she reached for his shoulders and dug her
nails into them.
"You love this, don't you..", he growled into her ear, keeping the
motion of his fingers low and even. She nodded furiously, color creeping
into her cheeks.
"What else do you want me to do to you? Tell me.", he goaded.
"I want you in me now. I want you to make me come.", she gasped.
She drew in a sharp breath. "Ohhhhhh, don't stop. Oh God, that feels sooooo
goood."
Adam swiftly moved into position, spreading her legs wider to get
closer. The twinge of pain in her inner thigh startled her so she lifted that
stockinged leg up prop her calf on his shoulder and hooked the other over
his hip.
"Oh yes, baby..", he whispered fiercely as he shifted to guide his
cock into her entrance. "You're so hot and.... Oh yeesss..", he ground out.
He drove into her slowly but stopped because it was almost enough to
send him over the edge. As he knelt over her, frozen in sheer pleasure, Anne
took advantage of her position, and contracted her muscles around him.
"Oh my God..", Adam gasped, as he felt the wave of tightness flow
along his cock. With a heroic effort, he fought against the throbbing in
his balls that threatened to shoot down his shaft. Through a haze, he
heard her triumphant laugh and another rippling contraction. A massive
thrust and her laugh turned to a surprised gasp as her body arched towards
him and the throbbing started for real. That was all too much for his strained
control to handle.. He lost it with a cry..
They came down in a deliciously warm glow, wrapped up in each other's
arms. Anne buried her face in Adam's chest and practically purred like a
kitten. He wasn't in much better shape. He couldn't feel his feet...
On top of that, they were both grinning like idiots. And that's how they
fell asleep.
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Much later that night...
"Adam.."
"Hmmmmm.."
"I'm hungry."
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