The Blind Date.

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Characters: Josef, Mick, Beth, Emma [original character]

Rating: M Very high level sex scenes, some coarse language.

The Blind Date. Ch 1.

Perhaps it was the jetlag that blurred the details, but it seemed that one minute I was home in Sydney amazed and flattered that Beth Turner had sent me an email praising a recent article I had written for a magazine, and the next moment I was sitting at a table in a very exclusive club in LA, listening to cool jazz.

Beth and I had just clicked and quickly developed quite a close friendship, and I was reassured by her presence next to me because I wasn't quite sure what to make of her two handsome and dangerously charismatic gentleman friends seated across the table from us. I also felt uncomfortable because I could hardly breathe in the stunning black dress Beth had kindly loaned me to wear that night, since I hadn't anticipated a night on the town when I had packed for the short trip.

Although Mick had been charming and polite all evening, still, he only had eyes for Beth. Josef, however, had fixed me with an unabashed and intense gaze as though he wanted to have me for dinner. His attention was unsettling and exciting all at once. Perhaps that's why I felt so flustered.

My long, dark hair suddenly felt hot and prickly against my neck, so with one hand I twisted my hair back and upwards as I fanned my face with the other. The coolness felt good against my neck.

Josef suddenly made a strange sound deep in his throat and I realised that his gaze had shifted from my eyes to my neck. I was accustomed to men staring at my full lips or being transfixed by my cleavage, but staring at my neck was odd. Mick glanced at Josef then gave Beth an obviously meaningful look. She smiled and suggested that we go to the ladies room so I could freshen up.

As Beth and I returned to the table, the two men were having a heated discussion which ended abruptly before I could catch a word that was said.

Mick smiled slightly and Josef reached over and brushed my hair back over my shoulder. "I had hoped that you were putting your hair up," he said with a slightly predatory smile. "You have such a lovely neck, Emma."

I blushed at the compliment and hoped my embarrassment wasn't obvious in the dim light – although I couldn't shake the feeling that the two men could see very well, even in the semi-darkness.

Beth smiled almost smugly at Josef and then said, "Did Emma tell you that she's a vegan?"

The smile fell from Josef's face and he turned to Mick. "You told Beth what I said?"

Mick shrugged.

I was used to some strange reactions to my being a vegan but clearly this was some kind of private joke. "Is that a problem?" I asked.

"Usually yes, but I'll make allowances for you," Josef answered.

I was about to comment on Josef's arrogance when Mick suddenly stood up and said, "Emma, you must be exhausted – I'll see you back to your hotel."

Before I could explain that I actually wasn't particularly tired, Josef locked his eyes on Mick's and said, "Don't bother Mick. I'll make sure Emma gets home safely."

However, the four of us stayed at the club for another hour before Beth finally announced that she really did have to get home, although both she and Mick seemed uncomfortable about leaving me alone with Josef.

As soon as Beth and Mick left, Josef reached across the table and ran the tips of his fingers from my wrist up to my neck. I shuddered at his cool touch, which tingled like a mild electrical current. And I suddenly wondered what it would feel like to be touched more intimately by Josef. I shocked myself with the thought, but Josef looked as though he had read my mind as he extended his hand and said, "It looks like you're ready for bed, Emma."

Feeling almost dazed, I allowed him to lead me back to his car.

When we arrived at my hotel, Josef insisted on walking me to my room. Without knowing quite how it happened, suddenly I was asking him in for a nightcap. I am not the kind of woman who asks virtual strangers back to my hotel, yet there was something so compelling about Josef that went beyond good looks and charming manners. He leaned so close I could feel his breath on my neck – which made my skin tingle again – and then he said, "I wouldn't say no to a little drink."

I was inspecting the contents of the mini-bar when I felt Josef close behind me. I straightened up immediately, and he encircled my waist with one arm then pulled my hair away from my neck. Before I could utter a word of protest, I felt his lips brushing my neck ever so softly. Even as I was wondering what I was doing, I turned in his arms to face him. I felt intoxicated by something far stronger than a couple of martinis.

Then Josef moved his attention from my neck to my lips and I stopped thinking at all.

He unzipped my dress and slid it downwards. At that point I remembered whose dress I was wearing and the fact that I had no underwear on because the dress was so slinky that it showed everything beneath. "Wait," I gasped, trying unsuccessfully to simultaneously grab the dress and cover my breasts with my hands.

Josef put his hand under my chin and tilted my face up to his. "You're beautiful, Emma. You have nothing to be embarrassed about."

Abandoning any remaining pretence of modesty, I let the dress drop to the floor. At that moment, more than anything I wanted to see Josef naked and I quickly removed his clothes.

I gasped and he smiled.

He was very confident and with good reason.

He gathered me up in his arms and carried me over to the bed. With cool hands he slowly began to caress me and every touch left my skin on fire. But I wanted to know if I was having the same effect on Josef.

I pushed him over onto his back and then leaned over him. Beginning at his neck, I traced the tip of my tongue in lazy circles across Josef's chest. When I licked his nipples he moaned, so I moved lower. He moved suddenly and I warned, "Stay still, Josef. My teeth are very sharp."

But he simply laughed at the comment.

I knelt down between Josef's spread legs and ran one long fingernail very gently along the length of his cock. He shuddered and I smiled. Then I leaned over and wrapped one hand around his hard shaft. Very carefully, I then began to lick his balls and as I slowly stroked my hand along the length of his cock I sucked one of his balls into my mouth. After a minute I repeated the action with the other one. I was gratified by Josef's groans of obvious pleasure, and so I turned my attention to the main event.

I began to slowly lick the entire length of his shaft then ran my tongue around the head of his cock repeatedly. As Josef began to writhe in pleasure, I took as much of his cock as I could manage into my mouth and while my hand worked up and down, I sucked with a firm pressure. Sooner than I had hoped, Josef exploded in an orgasm.

I stretched out next to him and waited.

I didn't have to wait long.

Josef propped himself up on one elbow, his hard body pressed against mine. I could feel his renewed erection against my hip. Then with agonising slowness, he began to caress my full breasts with his free hand. I moaned and through half closed eyes I saw Josef smile as my nipples immediately hardened in response to his touch. I arched my back and tried to encourage him to move his hand lower, but he just murmured, "Patience Emma."

With the tips of his fingers, Josef traced a line down my stomach then down one thigh to my knee. I moaned and parted my legs wide in response. And very slowly, he ran two fingers up my inner thigh. I gasped as he softly stroked my tender flesh. And finally, he slowly slid two fingers into my hot wetness. I moaned loudly and rolled my hips upwards to meet his hand.

Smugly, Josef observed: "Well, we obviously won't be needing any K-Y jelly."

Josef was sending me into a frenzy of desire that I had never experienced before with either of my former boyfriends. Somehow he managed to match the rhythm of his thrusting fingers to the rhythm of my beating heart.

Then I heard myself cry out as my orgasm spread from my core in waves of ecstasy throughout my entire body. And Josef continued to slide is fingers in and out – gently now – until I stopped trembling and opened my eyes.

He eased himself over me and kissed me hard on the mouth, before running his tongue down my neck right over my pulsating jugular vein.

My breasts were aching for attention and Josef lowered his head and began to suck first one nipple and then the other. I wriggled beneath his weight and he kissed me softly below my breasts, then on my belly, then before I knew what was happening Josef was running his tongue from my ankle slowly in the direction of my thigh.

He stopped momentarily to alter his position slightly then with both hands he gently pushed my legs further apart. I felt his cool fingers part my lips then Josef's soft tongue darted into my wetness. I gasped and just when I thought that the pleasure couldn't be more intense, I felt the tip of his tongue circle my clit. I arched my back as I gave myself over to Josef's exquisite torture and my second climax radiated throughout my entire body.

Before I could regain my composure, Josef lifted me up and forced me into a kneeling position on all fours. For a moment I feared that he was about to get rough, but he entered me very gently and slowly. So slowly in fact, that I tried to push back against him, eager to feel his big cock fill me to overflowing – but instead I felt Josef's strong hands on my hips holding me steady as he pushed into me and then withdrew again with teasing slowness.

In and out. In and out. Over and over until I thought I would scream. At the point of madness, Josef withdrew completely and very gently rolled me onto my back. At that point he looked almost feral, but he entered me gently again, simply faster this time. I pulled my knees up, aching to feel every inch of Josef's rock-hard cock inside me. I met his every thrust until the line between pleasure and pain grew hazy. Suddenly I felt his mouth on my neck and then I experienced a sharp pain followed by a sense of light-headedness.

Then every thought dissolved as I gave into a rapturous orgasm.

Moments later, I felt Josef drive his cock deeper than ever into me and then he, too, relaxed.

The pain at my throat abruptly ended as I felt Josef first lick and then kiss my throat. When he kissed my mouth I thought I tasted blood.

Alarmed, I tried to move but I felt weak and the room began to spin.

Josef tenderly cradled me in his arms and said, "You'll be alright soon, Emma. I only intended to have a tiny taste but I got a little carried away."

"What do you mean have a tiny taste?" I whispered.

"I mean I'm a vampire."

I fainted.

I woke up alone to the sound of insistent knocking on the hotel room door. "That's the last time I ever drink martinis if that's the kind of dreams they induce!" I promised myself.

Yet even as I climbed out of bed, I couldn't help but be aware of a certain tenderness between my legs and at my throat.

"Just a minute!" I called toward the door where the insistent knocking continued. I threw on a bathrobe and opened the door.

A rather bemused looking delivery boy handed me a huge bouquet of blood red roses. I gave him a tip then quickly closed the door.

The card attached to the flowers simply read: I'll pick you up at 8pm tonight. Josef.