Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 10, 2009 7:25:28 GMT 1
Her heart was pounding at his declaration. His determined voice showing her more than any date, any present, anything could. She laid on the bottom of the boat stunned, excited but stunned that he would lay his trust in her so quickly. She sat up, eye level as she looked very serious.
"I can and will just as long as you can do the same."
She took his hand in her own and placed it on her breast. Showing how wildly her heart fluttered and beat within her chest. Her breathing trying to be as calm as it could be.
"Damien I will try so hard to show that you have my trust. Just know that I have had my heart broken before and I want to give you my trust along with so much more, but please know that some times it might be hard for me. I am very stubborn at times and as you know bossy and I tend to over react from my emotions, which is very apparent."
She wanted to go on and ramble for she had a habit of doing it but stopped herself as she just looked into his eyes to wait for his reaction to what she had said.
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 10, 2009 7:37:18 GMT 1
His pupils dialated slightly at the feeling of her breasts touching his hand, though his mind caught more on her wild heartbeat.
"There's really nothing you can do to turn me back now." His breathing picked up, his hand remaining on her heart even when she let it go. "Your safe with me. I'll gladly put up with anything you can dish out, so long as my sometimes standoffish nature doesnt turn you away when it comes upon me. Or my rather lame sense of humor." He said the last part with a smile, finally taking his hand back, the smile fading almost as quickly as it came. "I need to you know that this is all very new to me. I do not trust quickly, and this just...causes me so mental anguish. I've grown to hate trusting people, and feeling the way i do about them because ive been let down so many times but others." He looked back to her, his face once more a mixture of want, hope, and pain. "But i trust you. As much as i hate it i want more."
He Stared for a few more moments, then when she began to speak he cut her off with his lips, his body moving over hers, his hands holding him up as he moved between her legs. He pressed his firm body against her, moving her so she would lay down on the bottom of the boat. He kissed her deeply, the time ticking by. He let her mouth go, his eyes closing tightly as he breathed deeply. His nerves were on fire. Control. He was losing it. He saw her body there, before him, and he couldnt help what his body began to do, making obvious what he was feeling. He wouldnt. He grabbed the edge of the boat, hopefully before she saw what happened to him, and rocked it to the left, flipping them over and putting them in the ice cold ocean.
That sure as hell calmed him down real quick.
He grabbed her hand, pulling her up to the air pocket of the over-turned boat, gasping as he broke the surface, the wind laft in his lungs coming out in a laugh.
"Damn its cold!"
He couldnt wait for her tirade. He was sure she was gonna be pissed- after all, this was the second time in the two days she spent with him that he got her soaking wet.
Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 10, 2009 7:52:27 GMT 1
If her heart could have pounded any harder and any quicker it would have done it now. Damien's body pressed against hers and her brain instantly flat lined. Her hands moving to his sides holding tightly onto his sweater as if to press him harder against her, wanting him, and wanting him now. With her eyes closed her world spun, as did the boat.
Gasping as she came up for air, she found herself in the water her eyes meeting with him with that confused 'what the fuck just happened' Look on her face. She quickly wiped her face with her hand and looking above at the spot where she should have been sitting she broke out a few laughs.
"Talk about rocking the boat."
The water seemed to chill her quicker than she had realized and found herself chattering her teeth. Not only did it wash over her but it cooled her down and brought her back to her senses. She still didn't know if it was an accident or on purpose. Either way she could guess why it was done.
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 10, 2009 8:05:15 GMT 1
"I love it how your so casual." He looked around himself, grabbed the boat at both sides and turned, flipping the boat back to its normal state. He grabbed her waist, and lifted her easily into the boat, his feet kicking harder to support the additional weight. He pulled himself up, teeth clacking as he grabbed the other oar (he lost the first one) rowed them to shore, getting there in mere moments. He jumped out, pulled the boat ashore, then helped her from it, grabbing her boots with one hand and making heading for the car. It was gonna get wet. He didnt care. He felt it totally worth it. He looked over at Victoria, a smile on his face.
"You know, my house is only about five minutes away...wanna head there instead? Get warm- you can even stay the night. Make the lonely place ten times better."
He would grin broader after she accepted, getting into his car and peeling out backwards, flipping the car in a 180 spin and peeling out of the parking lot, flying onto the highway, causing someone to honk, Damien laughing as he slammed on the gas and shot away. They were at his place in moments, Damien heading straight for the stairs. He was on the second floor, and it happened to be a penthouse suite. Luxurious, and nearly 8500 bucks a month. He fit the key into the slot and opening it up to a fine carpet. There was a corner couch which stretched across the room, a large big screem plasma tv, and several chairs, a big kitchen, a stack of movies and three bedrooms, one being huge with a ultra king sized bed. His, of course.
He held out his arms in invitation.
"Welcome to my humble abode." He turned around, jogging into the back room and grabbing her a robe. He'd walk back out and toss it to her.
"There ya go. You can wear that until i can find some clothes to fit you."
He only realized that thats all she would be wearing, and blushed furiously.
Why did he always get himself into these kind of situation?
Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 10, 2009 8:22:08 GMT 1
"This place puts mine to shame."
It made her feel embarrassed when she took a few steps in and saw the differences between his and her apartment. She wouldn't change her place of course but the size of the tv would make everything seem like a drive in movie. As she let her eyes wonder over the place he seemed to disappear and reappear with out her notice. Within his hands was a robe. It looked soft and warm, something her clothing at the moment different.
She asked for the bathroom, hating that she was dripping all over his carpet. Taking quick steps she found the right door and closed it behind her. Turning she saw the room that was twice the size of hers and more up to date than her strait out of the 70's plumbing.
Placing the robe across the sinks counter space she un-tucked and lifted her blouse over her head. She followed up by peeling her wet jeans over her flesh. Taking every bit of wet clothing off, she folded as neatly as they would go and put them into a pile. Standing nude she turned and looked at herself in the mirror before taking the soft robe and wrapping it around her body. Tying it tightly she then grabbed her clothing and walked out the way she had came.
"If you have a bag, Ill stick them in there and will have to make sure I return everything I seemed to have borrowed."
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 10, 2009 8:31:52 GMT 1
Damien, at the moment she went into the bathroom, began peeling his clothes off with a vengence, replacing them with a cozy tshirt and some greyish sweatpants. Nice and comfy. His wallet and his keys he placed on his bedside table, both of them still dripping from the water. He smelled like ocean, but it was fine with him. He stuffed his things into a dirty laundry basket. his ears perking up at his phone ringing. Who the hell would be calling him at almost midnight? He dashed from the bedroom and down the hall, his eyes catching the phone-
She stepped out, Damien's body colliding with hers, sending them both onto his carpet rather roughly. He grabbed her as they fell, turning so he took the brunt of the force, her body landing on top of his and having a far easier time of it then he did. He grunted, eyes looking down to Victoria to make sure she was okay.
His robe looked lovely around her lithe form, but it was the sudden display of her body that sent his mind into terminal overload. Her chest was basically bare, and he could see down her robe to the bottom of her stomach, not far enough to see anything else but it definitely made his mind tweak, his body instantly going into a frenzy. He went from totally normal one moment, to completely...NOT, if you know what i mean. It was painstakingly obvious, but he couldnt find the brainpower to move. He tried to speak, couldnt, then tried again.
Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 10, 2009 19:17:35 GMT 1
That was pretty much the only sound she made after her statement about the bag. All was soon forgotten as she now laid on top of Damien, her legs straddling his body, not purposely of course. Still a little dazed she couldn't help but laugh for the simple fact that it was unexpected, and she was beginning to understand that it was always going to be like that with him. Looking at his face she followed his eyes to her chest which was now exposed, with his turning jerk that landed him on the floor, it tugged at the robe and loosened it just enough for a full bird eyes view.
Quickly straitening her spine and sitting up, Victoria pulled the robe and held it shut. Her face flamed red since after all it was rather unexpected and not really the whole 'sexy' smoldering temptress she probably would have wanted if she were to flash him.
Was next on her brain as she realized she was sitting on top of him, only a thin material separating the two from feeling each others flesh. She could feel his body stiffen. As quick as it came the quicker she backed off of him and staggered to her feet. Picking up her clothes that were now scattered on the floor Victoria made sure the robe was where it was supposed to be.
Looking in her pile and then on the floor she was now missing her lacey underwear. Turning to face him she saw it laying under his thigh. Bending she grabbed it swiftly before shoving it into the pile of bunched, wet clothes in her arms as if he never saw them. God this night was full of embarrassing things. Guess in the back of her mind they were even. Him with the shower and her just now.
"Yea, umm I believe so..”
As he rose from the floor she then realized his phone had been going off. That would explain the hurry from his room into the hall where she stood. Course she should have looked before walking out, but she never expected to have a collision. By the time he got to it however the phone quit ringing. Looking at her clothes she then remembered her cell phone in her pocket.
She expressed softly and to herself as she pretty much dropped the clothing where she stood and retrieved the phone. It was water logged. Opening it she could see it dripping water. Shit, she said in the back of her mind. It wouldn’t light up or anything as she pushed the buttons. It then dawned on her that she hadn’t called Tak and with no doubt had been trying to call all day. She couldn’t remember if her ringer had been on or not.
“I know its late but can I use your phone. I’ll block the number but if I don’t call Tak I know he will be running the streets looking for me. I was supposed to call him last night but I forgot..”
After getting approval to use his phone, she quickly dialed the code to block the number as well as input Tak’s cell. It barely rung before a gruff sounding voice came on the other end. Without much of a hello Taks voice flooded the other end.
“Damn it Vic you had me worried. Why didn’t you call last night, or this morning or anything today.”
She held the phone with both hands and looked guilty as if she were being hollered at by a parent. Her speech was rushed since her heart thudded in her chest.
“I’m sorry Tak, I was pre occupied and ..”
“Vic, just tell me, are you alright?”
“Yea, Im fine, I got home real late last night and left early this morning. I’m sorry if I had you worried.”
She could hear the sigh of relief on the other end. She knew his concerns of her well being were a bit over protective. But that’s how they have always been. She spoke softly and positively to make Tak feel that she was indeed all right.
“Hey, don’t worry about me. I’ll call you once my phone dries out in the morning. Bye Tak.”
Before he could say another word she hung up the phone and handed it back towards Damien.
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 11, 2009 0:07:05 GMT 1
Damien's face reddened too, but long before hers did. Her straddling him didnt help at all to reduce his- condition. He watched her stand, then pointed to the phone when she asked to use it. One she got off the phone he would still be laying in the hall, thoughts going a little haywire. Her body was the first real one he had seen- it was a little stunning. Just like he imagined it would be. He heard the name tak again, this time his body going into action as he came to his feet. He put a hand to his face, shook his head, then turned around, gladly accepting the phone and walking it back to the hook. He cleared his throat as he looked back to her.
"Er...Uh...Want...Wanna watch another movie?"
He was slightly flabbergasted, not exactly sure what to do with himself. He still hadnt realized that, being in sweatpants, he had an all to obvious....uh...condition. He just stared at her, waiting for a reply, his eyes flicking downward to-
He turned beat-red, hands going to cover what was obviously showing. He could die. He would die. Right now. Die. Die. Dammit. He thought for a few moments, his mind feeling slightly lightheaded.
What a weak excuse. He shook his head. She probably thought him a pig with how he had been acting. He stood there, hands covering himself as he waited for her to move- his thoughts frantically trying to find a way to calm himself. Movie. Let her want a movie.
Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 11, 2009 0:25:48 GMT 1
Victoria followed his eyes and quickly diverted her eyes towards a rack of DVD's holding back a few giggles.
"Umm, sure. How about you grab a blanket, Ill pick the movie."
She gave him an excuse to take care of his.. problem, as she moved towards the DVD rack looking through all the titles. What she had to pick from seemed to be from every category there was. It was hard to just pick one. Deciding she had enough of the scary movies for the day she picked a comedy.
Taking it off the shelf she opened it carefully and stuck it into the DVD player. Unsure of how his whole entertainment setup worked she moved the the couch and sat down. Waiting for him to return she tucked her feet under her as well as the robe.
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 11, 2009 3:46:15 GMT 1
Damien laughed. Fine by him. He had a blanket on, though once out of sight of her it was no longer needed. He had redoubled his defence to her- meaning, he gained a better grip on his manhood, and was ready to try and get back to spending time with her without having the constant thought on his mind. He sat on the couch, which was large and comfy, and pulled open the covers, inviting her to snuggle up.
He put his arm around her after she did so, letting her rest her head on his chest if she wished.
He watched as the movie began, his thoughts drifting.
Was he falling in love with her?
'Its only been two days!'
Damien sighed lightly, eyes trying to bring his mind back to the present, and the movie as it began.
Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 11, 2009 3:59:17 GMT 1
Once beside him she took his hand in hers, moving her thumb in the palm of his hand slowly. Her ear pressed on his chest listening to his breathing, the rumble when he would chuckle and the beat of his heart. She couldn't help but hear the echo of herself when she would laugh at the movie.
About half way through the movie Victoria tilted her head up, her chin still on his chest as she looked up to his face. When he would look down she would kiss his chin. Moving her lips to his neck she let a row of kisses lead to just below his ear. Once there on that soft skin, she bit softly before giving it another light kiss.
Her voice barely a whisper in his ear. She loved saying his name.
When he would tilt his head to look at her she leaned closer to him. Her hand becoming free from his as she slid it under the blanket and then under his shirt. Her fingers grazing over the flesh of his chest. Feeling his relaxed abs, keeping her hand moving as if rubbing his belly.
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 11, 2009 4:16:30 GMT 1
Damien loved that movie- one of the reasons he owned it, because it never failed to make him laugh. He was listening to her breathing, seeing if maybe she had fallen asleep during the movie. If she did, he wouldnt wake her, instead hitting a button on the remote next to him to turn off the light. That wasnt the case, however. Looking over at the clock on the wall, he suddenly felt her soft, fully lips on his chin. As he turned to look at her, her mouth caught his neck, a shiver of nerves causing him to inhale lightly as she moved to his ear, his upper body arching just slightly at the feel. His name on her lips sounded, to him, like dripped honey, her words blaring through the haze her lips had created.
He would, gladly. He shifted his right leg so she was in between both his legs, her body having to move only slightly, his eyes not breaking contact with hers. He felt her hand crawl up his shirt, his breathing and pace quickening at her touch. He didnt look down, but moved his hands into her robe, holding her bare sides at the ribs as his tongue found its way into her mouth, kissing her slowly, with more feeling behind it then outright desire. His short fingernails turned and dug into her skin ever so slightly, his face turning red- this time it wasnt from embarassment. He trembled slightly, his feelings and nerves getting away from him for one breif moment, his eyes slowly sliding shut while his lips and hers continued thier embrace.
Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 11, 2009 4:36:17 GMT 1
As his fingers touched her flesh a small moan came from her throat. Taking her time as their lips moved with each other, their tongues dancing in each others mouths. Victoria bit down softly on his bottom lip, sucking on it slightly before letting it free.
Again his hot breath moved across her neck causing her lip to tremble in excitement. She leaned down and nibbled at his neck again. Her hand forced his shirt to rise, her other hand coming into play urging his shirt to go over his head. Once she had it in her hands she tossed it away, running her fingers through his hair, taking a handful and then letting it free. Her lips moving to his ear as her warm breath caressed his lope.
She ached for the touch, his fingers torturing her flesh as they would only go so far. Teasing her unrelentingly. The movie playing on without them.
She was by now practically on his lap, her legs straddling him once again. The blanket and robe surrounding her waste covering them both from the waste down. Both hands now vigorously feeling each inch of his bare chest as she moved her lips back to his, kissing him harder, another small moan of wanting escaping her lips.
She could hear the beats of her heart pounding in her ears as it thumped harder and harder.
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 11, 2009 4:49:37 GMT 1
Damien moved with her hands, lifting his arms so his shirt would be peeled away easily. He clenched his teeth at her, his lips slightly parted as he moved her fingers through his hair. He kissed her deeply, his lip feeling the slight sting of her sucking on it from earlier. His arms moved deeper into her robes, pulling her body gently closer as he wrapped his arms around her waist. He broken the connection with her lips, then kissed her chin, his mouth pressing gently against her neck as he lightly sucked in a bit of her soft skin, the tattoo on her body just barely visible. He planted a kiss on her collarbone, trailing his breath down as his arms pushed lightly on her back, helping them to arch and bring her body upwards a little more.
His hands, once she was in that position, would slip down to where her legs met her hips, his fingers stretching to just touch her bottom as he used his thumbnails to lightly scrape on the skin, and though he couldnt see it, he knew it must be right above that sensitive spot. He kissed right between her breasts, the robe falling open just enough for him to see down about two inches past her belly button, the top of his thumbs barely visible. Of course, the robe sides also covered more over her chest, the sides of her bust being visible to his waking eyes. He turned his head, kissing gently on the side of her left breast, near the base, then moving over and kissing the right.
His hands moved up to between her shoulderblades as he gently growled, scratching lightly down her back- his eyes turning upward as his mouth broke connection with her body. He pushed hard enough on the nails to make her gasp, he was sure, but not to the point where it would be painful. He didnt know what he was doing- his body felt strange. Over beating of the heart, yet tingling and warm. He had never truly felt this feeling before- it was like a mix of his feelings for her were mixing with the want for her body, slamming together in a catastrome of pleasure and lust.
Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 11, 2009 5:16:11 GMT 1
Her chest rose and fell quicker as she got more and more excited. His lips driving her mad. Her head falling back, her eyes closed as his lips kissed her chest tenderly. She couldn't think, her brain felt melted, her body took over her mind which lead her only able to let short light moans of pleasure. Her body worked against her, revenge from the teasing earlier in the day. It wanted and ached to be relieved.
As his nails dragged over her back she gasped with an exhale, another uncontrollable moan. O god please don't stop. O god. She heard echoing in her mind as she was unable to plea with the use of her vocal cords. She hoped he didn't stop, she didn't know what she would do if he did. She wanted him so badly that it became painful and unbearable. Not once did it ever occur to her that what she was doing was wrong and against the law. Frankly she didn't care. She was a women, he was a man and he made her feel so good. There was nothing wrong with that, not to her, not to him an that's all that mattered.
She ran both her hands threw his hair again, pulling his head back as she planted kisses on his throat, taking her tongue and tracing it upwards before finding his mouth. Taunting him with small kisses and holding back feeling him lean in for more.
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 11, 2009 6:00:09 GMT 1
Damien inhaled sharply through his teeth, giving off an "s" sound, albeit dragged out. He felt like each breath came too quickly, yet not quick enough. Her leaning back, he arching and slight moans drove him crazy. His manhood ached, peaking and rubbing against the part of her own disturbingly erotic body that wished for it. He brought his hands around to her front, looking down as she leaned up, his hands gently brushing aside the robe to view what had accidentally slammed into his vision earlier. This time, however, he didnt freeze, instead his gaze going from her chest to her mouth, his tongue finding it niche as his hands went to her back once again, the robe falling down, covering both of thier lower halfs. He raked his nails on her skin once more, though not down her back.
This time he brought them around her body, her sides getting the feeling as his hands slowly, smoothely ran along the side of her bust. He breathed heavily through his mouth, placing his shaking hands just under her breasts, at the sides, Damien trying to get a hold of himself yet far too lost in this wild abandon. He didnt care about age. Didnt care about jobs, titles, money or anyone else that would usually be on his mind. His kiss went to the bottom of her neck, his hands pulling on her upper body to push her torso up more. He kissed down to just before her left mound, then kissed and placed his tongue on her flesh, trailing it along her chest to the peak, circling the nipple lightly before leaning in and gently gripping it with his teeth, tugging softly before placing a kiss on it.
Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 11, 2009 6:25:07 GMT 1
Her hands on his knees as her back arched, she couldn't help but shutter as he worked. It as only till his hand brush over her scar did she flinch. Her hand moving to cover it as her labored breathing went next to his ear when he withdrew from his position.
She was breathless and barely able to speak her hand remaining just under her right breast hiding her scar that was about as long as her hand from him.
"Please, don't look there."
She gave him a fearful look. She moved her hand to pull his chin up for her lips to meet with his. Her flesh ached even more now that his kisses were directed elsewhere. She didn't want him to look at her ugly reminder. It may not seem like much to him but to her it was so much more.
Directing his hands to her breast, she held them there as his fingers moved and worked their magic making her body shiver in response as her nipples harded like small pebbles in response. She couldn't help it any longer, her hips moving with the motions of his hands, grinding into his lap. She didn't know how much longer she could take not feeling him within her.
'please Damien, God I need your right now. Please."
She begged softly pleading softly,barely a whisper as she waited for him to make his move. She was willing when he was ready.
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 11, 2009 7:10:23 GMT 1
He shuddered when she said those words. He didnt mind her telling him where to look- he stored it away, planning on asking later. He saw the scar anyway, and wasnt phased in the least. He didnt feel like it marred her beauty at all, and wasnt disappointed in it in the least. He moved back as she laid down, his eyes glimpsing the bare skin that the robe had once covered. She was beautiful, a creature of divinity. He lay on top of her, his manhood pressing against her sensitives, rubbing gently as he kissed her neck. Then she whispered the words that caused him to pause. He didnt move for a few seconds. This made him think. Really think. He took a deep breath, then another, letting it out slowly.
He reached down and pulled his sweatpants, bringing him out in full. He rubbed it for a moment on the outside, shaking slightly, then, grunting, ever so slowly pushed it inside her.
Post by Victoria Alexander on Feb 11, 2009 7:47:04 GMT 1
Her back now against the soft cushions. Victoria watched as he moved to the ready. Her eyes never leaving the thick member that was planning on entering her body. She could feel it throb as if it had a life of its own. Her body willing and wanting, moist from the teasing.
She could feel him enter as he laid above her. His powerful arms pushing down on the cushions as he would slowly inching his way further, deeper within her. She whimpered in pleasure feeling her body wrap around his accepting his manhood as her fingers moved to his neck. Once full within her, she wrapped her legs up around him, interlocking her ankles wanting to just feel him within her if only a few seconds. She knew that once he would start moving she would have no control over her body.
She would whisper within his ear over and over as he would start to move. Her fingers moving through his hair, taking a hand full and letting it go as she left a trail of kisses along his jaw line.
Post by Damien Blaze on Feb 12, 2009 1:41:23 GMT 1
Damien shuddered as he felt her warm, wet walls close around his member, his body shivering for a moment as he inhaled sharply. It was done. His virginity was now the sole property of Victoria Alexander, and he felt glad to give it to her. His mind was slightly scrambled, this being his first time he already began to feel lightheaded. He took a few breaths as she spoke, then began to move slowly, his hips pulling out and pushing back in, his bottom flexing as he curled his hips upward. He wasnt sure, exactly, what to do, so he just did what felt right. He pulled his upper half away from her body for a moment, looking down at her with glazed eyes as he pushed and moved within her. He gasped as he saw the reaction her body and face had to him. It didnt occur to him that he didnt have a condom, but he rightly, at that moment, didnt care.
He leaned back in, pressing his lips to hers and giving her a passion-filled kiss, his tongue showing his mind and bodies overwhelming lust. He began to thrust harder, pushing himself deeping inside, moving in tune with her body and her breath, his heart pounding as he broke into a light sweat. This wouldnt last long. He felt the buldup within him as the minutes past, Damien leaning back and placing his hand on each leg, by the knee, holding them as he slammed into her. He watched her chest bounce with each thrust, his muscles burning as he felt a sudden influx of tingles. Only then did he remember- no condom. He pulled out, gaspng, hoping that he didnt do what he knew was going to do all over his furniture, but not wanting to stop what was currently unavoidable.
He guessed he'd rather have it on his furniture then inside her.