An Encounter With
Author's Note: Please don't judge too harshly this is my very first fanfiction story and I hope you all enjoy it!
Elizabeth Pov
My painting is missing something, the texture and the format of the forest looks great but it's lacking personality. I was working on painting my latest project when suddenly someone banged on my door. It was five o'clock in the morning who could possibly want to be knocking on the door.
It was Darcy. Just a couple months ago I rejected his proposal because I was infatuated with my former model George Wickham. George dazzled me while Darcy challenged me. I misunderstood Darcy's challenging nature as arrogance and George's flattery as kindness.
Now Darcy was here I could fix my mistakes. I could finally apologize to him for my rash behavior. I could tell him I love him.
"Elizabeth"' Darcy panted
"hi…. What are you doing here"
"I heard you were looking for models and I figured I could model for you"
Oh god! Now I know what my painting is missing. I needed Darcy all along, but how the hell am I supposed to focus when I'm faced with a half-naked god.
"That would be great… are you sure you're comfortable with doing this?"
Darcy didn't reply…. He slowly unbuttoned his plaid shirt revealing his tan, smooth chest and his hard abs. My breath caught. He didn't stop there. He unbuttoned his pants and slowly pulled them down his waist and after what seemed like hours he had completely stripped all of his clothing.
" So how do you want to me to pose?"
His veins bulged in the back of his thighs every part of his body was toned. I'm so glad I can see his parts… Never mind.. I see them now…..Crap! I think he's talking to me..
"Sorry? What did you say? I totally zoned out."
"How should I pose?"
" Umm lift one leg on the chair, bend over and carry the axe. Swing the axe half way and flex your arms. Act like you're about to chop up a log"
Darcy did exactly that and I painted him for an hour. My cheeks were flaming red the entire time and I could barely focus. I suggested he get a break for refreshments. Darcy immediately agreed. I went to the kitchen to get us some drinks and Darcy followed me but without getting dressed. Once we got to the kitchen Darcy hopped up and sat on the counter. William Darcy was sitting stark naked on my kitchen counter. I tripped on the way to the fridge and because I'm the most awkward girl in the planet my head ended in Darcy's naked lap. He quickly stood up to stop me from falling causing my head to rub against his pelvis, waist and finally his chest.
"thanks" I croaked
"No problem"
Darcy continued to hold me. Our chests were flush against one another. My entire body heated up in response to his. My eyes were captivated with his plump and red lips. He seemed to be in a trance and suddenly he kissed me. He bit my lip and slowly brought his tongue into my mouth. I grabbed his back and soon we were on the floor. He kissed a trail down from my ear to my breasts. He slowly pulled my apron off and then my dress and then I was just as naked as he was.
" I just want to look at you. I want to see you Elizabeth. I want to love you like you never been loved before"
I gasped in pleasure. His hands roamed my entire body caressing and loving. I felt his chest and memorized every bulging vein. I felt him. I learned him. I loved him. We melded together as one and my painting was soon abandoned. I found what was truly missing.