Hi, this is my second fanfiction story so far. I would like it if you would read and review. Please, I beg for a review. Tell me how I'm doing. If it's bad, I won't keep writing. If it's good, I'll give you more. I will warn you that it's rated M for a reason. There is smut. Well, I'll quit rambling now. Read on!

She sat alone at the bar. The music was loud and hard. The room was dim and hazy from the wall sconces. She sipped some of the amber liquid from her glass. It burned all the way down. She glanced back over her shoulder at the grinding couples out on the floor. Flames flashed through her golden eyes. She tipped the rest of drink down her throat and slid off the stool to find someone to fill her hunger. She seemed to flow through the people effortlessly until she found a younger looking man trying to "work the room". She worked her way to his area and began to move her hips to the music.

He had been having a rough night. His girlfriend dumped him for her pool cleaner, and he had almost gotten fired from his job. He came to the club, had a drink, and was trying to find a girl to take home. He found his efforts to be almost useless. He was just about to go home when she wondered up to him. She had fire in her eyes and the body of a goddess. He stepped up to her and laid his hands on her hips lightly at first, but he really took hold of her moving hips when she laced her arms around his neck.

They pressed close to each other as they danced to the dizzying music. By the time the music stopped, their hips were grinding into one another's. He leaned his face along side hers and asked if she would come home with him. She leaned closer and kissed him right in front of his ear. She answered him with a smile. He took her hand and led her out the door into the parking lot. He then led her to a beat up station wagon.

They got in, and she slid to the middle of the front bench seat. She leaned over on him and placed her hand in his lap as he started the car. He groaned audibly, and she squeezed. They pulled out of the parking lot onto the lonely highway. She could feel her efforts weren't in vain; he grew quite quickly under her attentions. She started to unzip his fly, but he put a hand on her wrist with a firm don't. She stopped and slid to her side of the car seat. She leaned her elbow on the door, laid her chin against her fist, and pouted at the darkness passing by her window.

He glanced over at his sulking company with a look of pain. He hadn't meant to hurt her feelings; he just needed to concentrate on keeping the car on the road, and she was really working a number on him.

She sulked out her window because she was bored. She wanted something to do with her hands. She felt heat crackle through her fingers. She wanted to get rid of the uncomfortable heat that had been stewing in her for a month. That was the whole reason she agreed to this escapade into the muggle realm. They were an easy catch.

They pulled into the driveway of a small house in the middle of nowhere. He got out first and circled around to open her door. She rose gracefully out of the car and tossed her hair in the light breeze. A storm was moving in soon. He slid an arm around her waist and guided her to the door where he mumbled something and opened the door. She thought about that and dismissed it as something on the wind. Once in the darkness of his small cottage, he turned her to face him. He thought he saw a flame flicker in her eyes again, but he just put it to his jumbled hormones. She leaned her supple chest against his and kissed him. Fire seemed to leap between them through their mouths. They acted as if they would eat each other from the inside, out. She felt all of her cares and cautions go to the storm that was beginning to rage outside.

She pulled him to the living room and drew him on top of her on the carpet. He rose up off of her pushup style and looked down into her golden eyes. They were giving off a subtle glow, as he knew his were, too. Their clothes vanished, but neither cared how. He leaned down and took her luscious mouth. He traced her jaw with a line of licks and nips that pulled soft moans from her throat.

When she heard the sounds, she cringed when she realized the sounds were coming from her. She never made these sounds before, why now? It made no sense, but she just didn't worry about it. He had found her soft chest and bit down on the tender flesh just enough to hover between pain and pleasure. She gasped, and he chuckled darkly. He knew he drew just a little blood, but he knew she didn't mind. He sat back on his knees to look at the almost flawless buffet spread before him.

She gazed up into his forest green eyes as they glowed down at her body. She let her eyes wonder down the godlike creature towering over her in awe. She had not noticed how incredibly handsome this man was, not that she was complaining. His chest and abs were chiseled, and he was larger than she could have hoped. Her body clinched tight at the thought of size.

He started at her glowing golden eyes and trailed down across her large pale breast with his mark, to the pale flat plane of her stomach to the nest of soft curls just below him. He reveled in the thought of it all being his for the taking tonight.

He slid backwards enough to cover her stomach with kisses. She closed her eyes when he flicked his tongue into her navel. Then, he moved down her hips, nipping the dip of her right hip. He laid a kiss on the bend of her leg, and she groaned. She spread her legs wide for him, and he knew what she wanted: it just happened to be the same thing he wanted. He placed his lips against hers and let his tongue work on her most sensitive area. She whimpered latching onto the carpet with claw-like fingers. He took one lip between his teeth and applied slight pressure, and she let out a small sound that seemed more animal than human. He then rolled his tongue into her opening, and she lifted her head to watch him enjoy his prize. He turned his eyes to hers as he licked her quickly. The sensations sent fire chasing through her eyes as she let her head fall back. He only took a few more minutes before he brought her with only his mouth. When she went, she screeched, and she dug talons into the carpet. He rolled the succulent flavor of her in his mouth. He raised himself over her and took her open mouth pushing the taste of her own body across her tongue. She thought she would go insane with the flavors flowing over her taste buds. He pushed up off of her enough to center his hips in position to impale her. He pushed all eight inches into her very core. She let out the animal like screech again, and her back bowed. He loved the feel of her body scorching his. When her back landed on the floor again, she opened burning eyes to stare into his eyes. He couldn't mistake the fire in her eyes anymore. There it was burning in her soul. He began to pump in and out of her slowly at first, but growing quick and hard as his control began to falter. She rose to meet his every thrust, and she felt his control thinning. She begged him to let go so she could, too, but he told her not yet. She held on for a few more seconds until he lost control. They went at the same time with a shock of loud thunder to mask the eagle like cry from her lips, and the hawk like screech from his. He collapsed on top of her panting. She tried to think, but sleep clouded everything and she just slipped away with it. He lifted his head enough to kiss her on the cheek before the blessed darkness took him, for the first time in a long time.

I hope you enjoyed it. Please review so I know how I'm doing. Thanks!