Btw – I had an idea of how to get around this frequent problem (check my profile for more!).
mj – normally I don't do this, but since you're the only one who read (or at least reviewed) chapter one – you get a BIG personal THANKS from me :-) Glad at least you liked it!
Happy New Year!
Chapter 2"Detective Taylor, how nice to see you. Mademoiselle, it's a pleasure to meet you," the owner of the restaurant welcomed them.
"Your table is ready, this way please," he motioned into the restaurant.
"Thanks, Pierre. It's nice to be here," Mac returned.
"May I bring you some champagne?" Pierre asked after they took their seats at the table.
"Sure," Mac agreed, smiling at Stella.
"You trying to get me drunk already before dinner?" she joked.
"No second thoughts applied," Mac lifted his right hand as if to take an oath.
"Don't make any promises you can't keep," she teased him with a wink.
XXXXX
After dinner, Mac suddenly got up, offering his hand to her.
"May I have this dance?"
He took her right hand in his left and led her to the dance floor. When she turned to face him, he placed his other hand on the small of her back. Stella gave him a questioning look to make sure he was doing okay with it.
"Good?"
He nodded with a soft smile. After a moment, she started inching closer, leaning her head on his shoulder. He pulled her closer, his arm circling her waist, his fingers moving up and down her side. Stella smiled as he did this, her eyes slipping closed dreamily.
She melted into him as she felt the rhythm of his heartbeat. He closed his eyes, while he buried his face in her soft curls, inhaling the seductive scent of her perfume.
And
now I'm head over heels
And I'm down on my knees
I'm head
over heels
And I'm beggin' you please
Stella pressed herself closer to him as he wrapped both arms tightly around her waist. She kept her eyes closed as she wrapped her arms around his neck, their lips just inches from touching. She slowly leaned in and brushed her lips against his. If she had had any doubts that he might have problems with showing affection in public before, they were gone now.
After what seemed like an eternity, she gave him another gentle kiss, then pulled away completely.
"Hey, are you still with me?" he heard her voice bringing him back to reality.
"More than you would imagine," he smiled.
"This night is so wonderful, Mac. I wish this would go on forever…"
"Me too, but we've got something else on our schedule for tonight," he whispered mysteriously.
"Where are we going?" she asked.
"Don't be so curious," he replied chuckling.
Take
me to places I've never been to
Cause I'm head over heels for you
XXXXX
Half an hour later, Mac guided her out to the limo again. After some time he brought out a dark silk scarf. He smiled at her puzzled look.
"Mac Taylor…"
"Well, since this is supposed to be a surprise, I need to ask you to cover your eyes for a while," he quickly defended himself.
"Well, you know… if this is supposed to be some sort of foreplay, I need you to know that it's working," she said in her most seductive voice.
Mac blushed slightly, glad that she couldn't see it. But then he leaned in closer and decided it was time to play along. She offered him a chance to move on that he couldn't let go by.
"That's what I was hoping," he whispered, his lips almost touching her ear.
His breath tickling her neck and his intoxicating scent along with the seemingly accidental touches of his arm and leg brushing against her from time to time made her shiver.
He could read from her face that she enjoyed this experience. He carefully moved his fingertips from her shoulder down along her bare arm along the inside of her forearm to her hand. She answered his affections by teasing his palm with her thumb. Now it was his turn to shiver. Even though he was the one who planned this, he still had the feeling to be in the middle of a dream.
Won't you tell me
That
you feel it too
Won't
you say we'll never part
XXXXX
When they reached their destination, Mac helped her to get out of the car and led the way by putting his arm around her. Stella noticed a short ride in an elevator, then a door opened.
"May I take it off now?" she inquired.
"Just a little longer."
From the tone in his voice she could tell he was excited himself. She heard him arranging some stuff a little away, then he slowly approached her. She could feel that he carefully untied the scarf.
"Open your eyes," he gently ordered in a low voice.
She did and took a look around. They were in a hotel suite, the room they were in now was some sort of entrance room. Next door to this, a fire was crackling, putting the other room in a warm, shimmering light. Soft music was playing in the background. Mac didn't have to ask. He could tell from the look on her face that she liked it.
"Champagne?" he asked while he took off his jacket and loosened his tie before he took the bottle and opened it. He poured two glasses and put the bottle back before he turned to face her again.
"To us," he toasted.
"To us," Stella returned while they clinked their glasses.
Their eyes were locked and without a word Mac slowly took the glass from her hand and placed it back on the table. When he turned back towards her, his eyes captured hers almost shyly, his eyes asking for permission. She folded her arms around his neck and stepped a little closer. He could feel her body melt against his as he started to run his fingertips carefully up her sides to her back. She noticed his hesitation and gave him an encouraging smile to let him know everything was right.
There's
just one thing
I
will ask of you
That
you say it from the heart
Stella sighed as his fingertips started to caress the skin along her bare back. She slowly removed his tie and started to undo the buttons along his chest, just as eager to feel and taste his skin. She started teasing him with her lips and tongue along his neck before moving on to his chest.
When she slowly moved her hands under his shirt, she felt his chest heave and sink with his increased breathing. She felt that he was getting nervous, yet she wasn't willing to stop. For now she figured he'd still have the chance to back out on his own if he wanted to.
She continued the sweet torture by working her way to his belly and then up again to meet his mouth. He gently started working on her lower lip while she returned his efforts by caressing his upper lip with the tip of her tongue.
Mac moved one hand into her soft curls to pull her closer to him, absorbing her kiss with every fiber of his body. Then he stepped back a little to turn her around and started caressing her neck with his fingertips, letting his lips follow them.
'Cause
babe I'm head over heels
And
I'm down on my knees
I'm
head over heels
And
I'm beggin' you please
Stella felt her knees get weak as he brushed away her hair and started to kiss her neck. She leaned back against him for support and he embraced her waist tightly from behind as if never wanted to let her go again. She reached out behind herself, pulling him as close as possible towards her.
Mac continued his tender assault on her neck while his hands traveled her body. He could feel her pounding heartbeat with his lips. Stella moaned quietly and arched her body towards the touch of his hands.
He felt her hands travel to the front of his pants and he stepped back a little to give her better access. Then he continued where he had left off whispering against her skin while she brought her hands up behind her head to run her fingers over his short hair.
When she felt his desire against her body, she couldn't stand it any longer. She turned around to him, finding her own passionate gaze mirrored in his eyes.
"Mac, please…" she whispered.
Take
me to places, I've never been to
'Cause
I'm head over heels for you
He lifted her up easily and carried her to the bed where they finished undressing each other. He had always imagined her to be passionate but now he was quite overwhelmed. She managed to bring out a side of him that seemed to have been forgotten far too long.
All he wanted to do was to please her the way she was pleasing him.
Stella was wondering how a man could be so strong and passionate and yet so loving and tender at the same time. She couldn't remember how long she had wanted to feel him this way. She dragged him closer, wanting to feel him more, loving his hands and lips, which seemed to be everywhere on her body.
Their eyes locked and both felt the passion rise to a point of no return. She started whispering his name over and over again until he finally joined her.
After their heartbeats had slowed down, they were still tightly holding each other as their eyes locked once more.
"Happy New Year," she whispered and gave him another tender kiss, knowing that this was only the beginning.
For a new year, for a new life. Forever.
And in the morning light I see your face
And
all the sunlight in your eyes
I
know that I'll be lost in your embrace
So don't say maybe…
I want you baby…
The End