Title: Sneakin' Around

Author: zephiey

Rating: M

Pairing: J.R./Sue Ellen

Category: AU

Warnings: Adult themes, language
Disclaimer: Dallas and its characters are the property of CBS, Larry Katzman and Warner Bros Studios. No infringement is intended from this work of fiction.

Summary: Sneakin' and slippin' around can lead to many interesting encounters.

Sneakin' Around

Chapter 1

He walked up to the bar and stopped next to her. Leaning against the bar, he turned to her and asked, "Can I buy you a drink?"

Looking at him from beneath the fringe of her hair she smiled, "If you like." He smiled in return and raised his beer bottle to get the attention of the bartender. When the bartender stopped in front of him, he raised his beer and said, "Another for me and the lady will have...?"

"A coke," she said.

"A coke," he added and watched the bartender move down the bar to fill their order. "You don't drink?" he asked.

"No, not anymore. I used to but…," she said, trailing off. The bartender returned with their drinks and accepted the two dollars for the beer. "Coke's on the house," he said before walking away to fill more orders.

"Cheers," he said, tilting his beer toward her. Raising her cup of soda, she smiled. "Cheers," she replied, taking a sip as she watched the ruggedly, handsome man before her. She noticed his forearms and shivered at the thought of them braced on either side of her as she lay below him. Shaking her head, she tried to suppress the erotic image that popped up. Taking another sip of her soda, she looked up at him as he tilted his beer bottle and took a long sip his head tipped back and his throat muscles working. Watching him swallow she couldn't stop the thought of how the skin of his throat would taste under her tongue. Would it be salty or clean tasting? Would it be warm or hot? Feeling the blood rush to her cheeks, she quickly ducked her head at the direction of her thoughts, hoping her expression didn't betray them.

He lowered his beer and looked at her bowed head wondering if he had imagined the look of desire he had seen on her face. Did she feel the same attraction he did? Or was he simply hoping she did? Deciding there was only one way to find out he asked, "Would you like to dance?"

She raised her head, surprised at his question. Her surprise must have shown on her face as he quickly added, "Ya don't have to…"

Interrupting him quickly, she said, "No…I mean yes…yes, I would love to dance." She put her soda down on the bar and gracefully stood. He placed his beer next to her cup before stepping back to allow her to precede him to the dance floor. She felt a tingle at the feel of his warm hand resting gently at the base of her back. Reaching the dance floor she turned, smiling softly and if she were honest nervously. He pulled her gently into his arms and they began to move across the floor.

At first she kept her distance not wanting to give him the wrong impression but the feel of his arms around her, his warmth and the scent of him soon had her resting her head on his shoulder as he led her around the dance floor in a slow Texas waltz. One song became two then four more before she heard him ask softly, "Would you like to get out of here?"

She pulled back and looked into his eyes, shivering slightly at the look of desire in them. Nodding her head, she allowed him to lead her from the dance floor to the door. Once outside he stopped to look at her.

"I'm parked over there," he said, pointing to a Ford pickup truck.

"I'm over there," she said, indicating a luxury sedan. He walked her over to her car. Once they reached it, he waited for her to unlock her door before reaching past her to open it for her. The feel of his body pressed against her back caused her to moan softly. Hearing her soft moan he turned her around slowly pressing her back against the door of her car.

"I don't want this night to end," he murmured as he looked down at her, raising a hand to caress her cheek softly.

"Neither do I," she replied, closing her eyes at the feel of his warm hand on her cheek. The feel of his breath fanning across her cheek had her opening her eyes. She looked from his lips to his eyes then back to his lips again praying for him to kiss her and hoping he didn't. If he kissed her, she didn't know if she would be able to leave and she knew she probably should.

Her breath caught when she felt him softly kiss her before he retreated. "I probably shouldn't have done that," he said, gruffly.

"No, you probably shouldn't have," she agreed.

He looked down at her, staring into her eyes as his thumb softly caressed her cheek and slid over her lips. "Then I know I definitely shouldn't do this," he said, bending his head toward her and capturing her lips in a slow drugging kiss, his hand moving through her soft hair to cradle her head gently. Ending the kiss, he lifted his head.

"No, you definitely shouldn't have," she murmured. "But then I shouldn't do this either," she added, lifting up, pressing her body to his and capturing his mouth in a sensual kiss. She didn't hesitate to open her mouth under his to allow him to deepen and control the kiss, nor did she resist when he moulded her body to his, leaving her with no doubt as to his desire for her.

Ending the kiss they stared at each other, the raw desire they felt easily seen on their faces. He traced his thumb over her cheek again, mesmerized at the softness of her skin. Looking into her eyes he asked, "Do you know the Braddock Motel?"

"Yes," she said.

"Meet me there?" he asked, hoping she would agree.

"I…," she began.

"Please," he said, kissing her gently. He wanted to make love to this woman, tonight and hoped she would agree to meet him.

Looking up into his blue eyes, she smiled. "Okay," she said. This man made her feel desirable wanted and she relished the feeling.

"Thank you," he said, moving back to allow room for him to open her door. She slid into the car. He closed her door and waited. Starting the car, she rolled down the window. He bent down to kiss her gently then stepped back. "I'll see you in a bit, drive careful darlin'," he said as he watched her roll up her window and pull out of the bar's parking lot.

Walking quickly to his truck he climbed in, started the engine and pulled out of the parking lot heading to the Braddock Motel and an encounter he knew he definitely wouldn't forget.