He had never wanted anything before at least not something he couldn't get but as he watches the brown skinned woman with his friend Johnny knows he's found his one unobtainable desire. From the clubs couch he watches as the two dance in the shadows Alicia playfully grinding against the Thing as his whispers to her causing the woman's directionless eyes to become half lidded and sultry.
It takes three shots of tequila before the wheels in the mans head begin to turn. He makes his way to the object of his plans in a few strides tapping on the woman's shoulder. "May I cut in" he asks. Alicia turns her head slightly leaving the decision up to the Thing who reluctantly agrees releasing his hold on the delicate woman. He knows Ben wont wonder too far from the shadows not willing to let any drunken party goer see him.
The music is fast but just slow enough to allow Johnny to pull her against him. Her head falls on his chest and he breaths in the cent of warm honey and vanilla. Her body is warm the soft curves fitting smoothly against his fingertips and he imagines what the skin beneath the dress she wears must feel.
"I want to talk to you" he says. "About what" the woman responds. He doesn't give her an answer only takes a hold of her hand pulling her towards the exit as she trails behind him.
Outside the air sends a chill down his spine causing him to shudder. The shock alone is almost enough to make him sober. Almost. From the darkened end of the buildings wall he looks around for possible threats to his mission and is surprised to see that other than a few drunken party goers fumbling to find the bus stop they are alone. "What wrong" Alicia asks again a hint of worry audible within her voice.
Johnny turns to her and feels his jaw twitch. Even in the dim light of the empty street she is still breathtaking. An exotic beauty in a dark blue dress. He kisses her suddenly slipping his tongue into the woman's mouth when she opens it to protest. When he pulls away it is in silence, more likely than not out of shock but he takes advantage of her silence by sliding his hand up her thin dress. Just as he suspected she wore nothing beneath.
Alicia puts a hand on top of his. "Johnny stop" she whispers. He plans on obeying the woman but not until he's touched what his mind has only dreamt of. His fingers move to caress the outer part of her center and she shivers at the contact. Wasting no time he slips his fingers between opening the lips as his middle finger strokes the bundle of nerves between them. She sighs, the action barely audible to his ears but that glorious sound is well worth the slap she sends to the side of his jaw.
Even when she's angry the woman is a goddess but he chooses not to press his luck reluctantly letting go of her. The woman calms a moment later nodding in his direction. "I'm going back inside Johnny" she says. The man nods knowing full well she cant see him but she leaves anyway. She will most likely forgive him but he is unsure of Ben (if she so chooses to tell him). Taking to the sky he feels the edge of his lip move into a slight grin at the remembrance of the woman's moan. A sound that his fingers had been the one to produce. He knows what he did is wrong and that more likely than not he will have to hear about it in the morning but if only for a fifteen minutes that night she was his and it would be this thought that would make it all worth it.