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Authors: Michelle Day
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Jez was proving
most fruitful, the contents of which he had every intention of pursuing once he
had a quiet moment alone with his mentor Norman. While he talked, he had the
unerring feeling that he was being watched. Jez asked him a few times if he was
ok, noticing the young man’s distraction but he had shaken it off, putting it
down to the fact that he was aware a police officer had clocked him in an over
21’s club. Just as he began to relax, he smelt it; someone was wearing the same
perfume that Suzanne wore, making him painfully aware of how much he had missed
her.
When Jez reached for his drink, Paul
turned, his back to the dance floor, elbows on the bar, hand wrapped around the
glass in front of him as he watched the antics of the bar staff. It amazed him
that the club actually made any money with these people behind the bar who were
far more interested in serving themselves drinks and copping a feel than
serving customers. The fact that the bar had mirrors at the back of it giving
all and sundry a panoramic view of their fondling really didn’t help.
He looked into that mirror, watching the
action on the dance floor behind him before turning his attention to the
patrons waiting to be served and that was when he saw her, her eyes locked on
his, boring into him and causing his heart to skip a beat. No one else was
wearing that certain perfume that drove him wild. She was and she was staring
straight at him, she only had eyes for him.
Holding eye contact as she slid from her
stool, drink in hand, she made her way over to him. Leaning in close, those
tremendous breasts pressing into him, she placed her drink on the bar as her
free hand glided up his body, coming to rest at the back of his neck. No words
were necessary. They both moved at the same time, she came up onto her tip toes
as he bowed his head, their mouths meeting and reacquainting themselves.
Everything around them ceased to exist; they were the only two people in the
universe.
Just as the fireworks began to explode
behind his eyelids and his body jumped to life as it remembered the feel of her
against him, a firm hand clamped onto his shoulder and Jez’s voice “take it
away from the bar buddy.” In his ear had him crashing back to reality.
Grabbing her hand, he dragged her away
from the bar, not giving her chance to retrieve her drink as he pulled her onto
the dance floor and into his arms. Other than pulling her from the bar he
didn’t move. He held her tight against him, marvelling that she fit him so well
as he looked into her big brown eyes.
Suzanne looked up into that beautiful face
she knew so well. It had knocked her for six when Tessa let it drop that he was
home, it also had the knock on effect of making her examine her relationship
with her boyfriend as the only person she could think about when he touched her
was Paul. She promised herself that she would stay away from him, there would
be no impromptu visits to the Jensen home on the pretence of visiting her best
friend and yet, here she was, in his arms, looking into those sinfully dark
eyes and reading just how much he wanted her in them.
“Dance with me.” She mouthed and started a
slow, sensual grind against him.
Drawing a deep, shuddering breath and
trying to prevent himself from getting them both naked in record time and
putting on a the show of a life time in the middle of the dance floor, Paul
slid his hands to her waist and began to move.
“Did you come here looking for me?” He
asked, his mouth close to her ear.
“Yes.” She answered wrapping an arm around
his neck. “I wanted to see if you were still as attractive to me.”
“And?” He asked in between kissing her
neck and gliding his tongue over her ear making her tremble.
“I think you know the answer to that you
bastard.”
“Tell me again Suzie, how I’m not ready
for a serious relationship and you are.” He chuckled.
“How are the mother of your child and your
son?” She shot back.
“Bitch.” He
most fruitful, the contents of which he had every intention of pursuing once he
had a quiet moment alone with his mentor Norman. While he talked, he had the
unerring feeling that he was being watched. Jez asked him a few times if he was
ok, noticing the young man’s distraction but he had shaken it off, putting it
down to the fact that he was aware a police officer had clocked him in an over
21’s club. Just as he began to relax, he smelt it; someone was wearing the same
perfume that Suzanne wore, making him painfully aware of how much he had missed
her.
When Jez reached for his drink, Paul
turned, his back to the dance floor, elbows on the bar, hand wrapped around the
glass in front of him as he watched the antics of the bar staff. It amazed him
that the club actually made any money with these people behind the bar who were
far more interested in serving themselves drinks and copping a feel than
serving customers. The fact that the bar had mirrors at the back of it giving
all and sundry a panoramic view of their fondling really didn’t help.
He looked into that mirror, watching the
action on the dance floor behind him before turning his attention to the
patrons waiting to be served and that was when he saw her, her eyes locked on
his, boring into him and causing his heart to skip a beat. No one else was
wearing that certain perfume that drove him wild. She was and she was staring
straight at him, she only had eyes for him.
Holding eye contact as she slid from her
stool, drink in hand, she made her way over to him. Leaning in close, those
tremendous breasts pressing into him, she placed her drink on the bar as her
free hand glided up his body, coming to rest at the back of his neck. No words
were necessary. They both moved at the same time, she came up onto her tip toes
as he bowed his head, their mouths meeting and reacquainting themselves.
Everything around them ceased to exist; they were the only two people in the
universe.
Just as the fireworks began to explode
behind his eyelids and his body jumped to life as it remembered the feel of her
against him, a firm hand clamped onto his shoulder and Jez’s voice “take it
away from the bar buddy.” In his ear had him crashing back to reality.
Grabbing her hand, he dragged her away
from the bar, not giving her chance to retrieve her drink as he pulled her onto
the dance floor and into his arms. Other than pulling her from the bar he
didn’t move. He held her tight against him, marvelling that she fit him so well
as he looked into her big brown eyes.
Suzanne looked up into that beautiful face
she knew so well. It had knocked her for six when Tessa let it drop that he was
home, it also had the knock on effect of making her examine her relationship
with her boyfriend as the only person she could think about when he touched her
was Paul. She promised herself that she would stay away from him, there would
be no impromptu visits to the Jensen home on the pretence of visiting her best
friend and yet, here she was, in his arms, looking into those sinfully dark
eyes and reading just how much he wanted her in them.
“Dance with me.” She mouthed and started a
slow, sensual grind against him.
Drawing a deep, shuddering breath and
trying to prevent himself from getting them both naked in record time and
putting on a the show of a life time in the middle of the dance floor, Paul
slid his hands to her waist and began to move.
“Did you come here looking for me?” He
asked, his mouth close to her ear.
“Yes.” She answered wrapping an arm around
his neck. “I wanted to see if you were still as attractive to me.”
“And?” He asked in between kissing her
neck and gliding his tongue over her ear making her tremble.
“I think you know the answer to that you
bastard.”
“Tell me again Suzie, how I’m not ready
for a serious relationship and you are.” He chuckled.
“How are the mother of your child and your
son?” She shot back.
“Bitch.” He
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