Ok, first of all I want to say a huge thank you to all of you for all the amazing reviews you left and for all the alert/favorite. Really guys, thank you so much! I'm so happy that you enjoyed the first chapter and that I've made you hungry for more :) And here I am with the next chapter. The air is slowly becoming warmer, so I decided to change the rating to M, just to be safe.

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A warm unexpected shiver ran along my spine when I saw her appearing from the darkness.

Long black hair, alabaster skin, plump rosy lips... And behind black rimmed glasses, the deeper and brightest pair of green eyes I had ever seen in my life locked immediately with mine.

The effect that that look had on me was devastating.

But it was nothing compared to the powerful flutters that her deep, husky voice started inside of me when she spoke.

There was something about this woman, something primal in the way she looked at me with that small almost seductive smile. It made me tremble with a combination of so many emotions that overwhelmed me.

My throat went suddenly dry and I was glad that she had offered me a glass of wine.

Never diverting my eyes from hers, I brought the glass to my lips taking a small sip, as if I was seeking for courage, barely managing to contain a moan as I tasted the wine on my tongue, enjoying it sweetness, both delicate and refreshing.

I watched as her eyes shifted slightly down to look at the profile of my jaw, the side of my neck, the column of my throat, until she reached the exposed part of my cleavage.

Her gaze returned to me only when the skirt I was wearing got in the way of her scrutiny, and if it was possible, her eyes looked even more vivid then.

Or maybe it was just the effect that the reflecting flickering flames had on her glasses.

But whatever it was, caused goosebumps to raise on my skin despite the comforting warmth offered by the near fire.

"So," She spoke, softly, without any sign of tentativeness as she took a small step closer, and I found myself shifting slightly forward, unconsciously, as if her body was pulling an invisible magnet I didn't know I had hidden somewhere deep inside me.

"Do you have something specific in mind?" I asked for her, my tone matching her own soft but secure one knowing where the conversation was headed.

She raised a perfectly sculpted eyebrow at my question, not showing confusion but amusement and just a hint of surprise.

"I certainly do, but first," Her eyes roamed all over my body, head tilted to the side when she looked down at my bare legs and high heels, shaking her head slightly with a look of appreciation as she exhaled through her nose. "I would like to see a preview."

When her gaze met mine once again, I didn't miss the new glint that had appeared in those emerald eyes as she smirked, an irresistible sexy smirk that had me bite my lower lip to try to suppress one of my own at her suggestion. The idea was actually intriguing, and I was more than a little surprised when I felt my body humming pleasurably in response.

But even if I tried not to show it, I was sure she could see my real reaction into my eyes, which I was pretty sure had widened in appreciation.

I hid the smirk into the glass as I took the last sip of wine, and when I pulled it back, I gave her my most seductive smile. "As you wish."

My eyes fixed on her lips as she sucked slightly her bottom lip into her mouth, and when she released it a second later, it was glistening. Rosy and inviting.

Like a juicy strawberry.

I didn't even notice that in the meantime she had taken the empty glass from my hand, but when she raised her head to look at me, I didn't miss the look of pure satisfaction that was covering her features.

Evidently, she had caught me watching her, and she seemed very pleased with the fact that I remained there looking dumbstruck, with my lips slightly parted for a few more seconds.

I couldn't help it.

I recomposed myself, feeling my face becoming warmer, knowing that a soft blush was spreading all over my cheeks and neck, but glad that in case, I could have pretended it was because of the heat coming from the fireplace, which however was nothing compared to the warmth I felt rising in my stomach when she gave me one last glance before she turned and walked towards the same dark spot I saw her coming out from only a few minutes before.

Shadows swallowed her another time.

But I knew she was there.

I could almost see her as she sat comfortably into the chair, reached for the remote of the stereo and turned up a bit the volume of the music.

It was just in that moment that I remembered of the soft music I heard before I entered, but in the instant I saw her, the ancient pieces of furniture around the room, the fine texture of the elegant black silk sheets I saw lying on the bed, and every detail that amazed me from the moment I stepped into the house, just... vanished. Only to return and welcome me back as a reminder of what I needed to do now.

I kept looking in front of me as I reached for the zipper behind my back, imagining that my eyes were locked with that new singular shade of green I had just met, as I pulled it down, as slowly as possible, exposing completely first one shoulder and then the other.

From the darkness I could almost feel her eyes following my movements, running for every inch of new exposed skin, feeling her gaze burning into my flesh when the skirt pooled at my feet and I stepped out of it, leaving me in only my heels and black lingerie.

"Come closer."

The soft, husky command caused my heart to beat faster but I obeyed, taking a few steps closer, until her form was more visible, making sure that she could still see mine perfectly as I remained out from the shadows.

I closed my eyes, focusing on the rhythm of the music, feeling it running inside me as my hips started to move first, then my hands, and before I could realize it, my entire body was moving sinuously in a slow, sensual dance, accompanied by the light of the flames playing behind me.

When I opened my eyes, green ones where there to greet me, never missing a sway of my hips, watching me intently, darkening with a compelling light behind black rimmed glasses.

And at that point, as that dangerous look filled with lust covered her features, I couldn't help but surrender to the sudden flood of arousal that hit me in my lower abdomen, feeling as it started to pool between my legs.

. . .

I followed every movement of her body, reluctant to even blink if not when it was really necessary, not wanting to lose a single instant of the show in front of me.

She was slim, thin, toned but in a very sensual and feminine way, where all the curves were in all the right places.

Our eyes remained locked as she ran her fingers through her blonde hair, hers were half lidded, seductive, her lips slightly parted to take in small sips of air as her hands ran down the back of her neck, caressing her collarbone before she lowered them further, gently cupping her own small breasts through the material of the lace bra.

I shifted in my seat, crossing my legs, telling myself that it was because I needed to find a better, more comfortable position and not because of the throb that I could feel clenching my center when she turned around, looking at me over her right shoulder, swaying her hips and following the rhythm of the music, showing the nice swell of her ass through a matching pair of black panties.

A pair of long thighs followed, ending with toned calfs that appeared even more toned thanks to the four inch high heels that she was wearing.

I pushed my glasses further up on the bridge of my nose just when she turned on her side, giving me a perfect view of her profile as she continued her sensual dance, leaning back a little, and showing an attractive sheet of abdominal muscles in the slow movement.

My hands started to itch as hers kept running on every inch of her body, wondering how it would have felt having that just barely sun kissed skin under my fingertips and feeling her muscles contracting under my touch.

Watching a woman performing in a sensual dance was one of my favourite things.

I enjoyed the sense of anticipation, the slow burn and waiting that sometimes bordered into a bitter sweet torture; but I loved it nonetheless. The possibilities that created in my mind would only continue to grow and grow until my body wouldn't take it anymore, and usually, at that point, a great part of my self control had already left me.

But that night...

That night was different.

The young blonde woman was pulling something from inside me that I couldn't describe. And at the momentI certainly didn't try to figure out what it was.

All could feel, and all I knew, was that I found myself trying to restrain the beast inside of me that was ready to make its appearance at any moment.

But the other part of me, the one lead by my impressive self control, wanted to enjoy the show for just a little longer, taking pleasure in that sweet slow burn.

She started to pull at the waistband of her panties, teasingly, revealing a few inches of bare perfectly shaved skin before she released it and her hands returned to her bra, playing with the straps until said delicate looking hands reached behind her back.

I licked my lips, finding my voice just in time before she could unclasp the lace garment.

"No," My voice came out raspier than usual. "Leave it on."

The idea was more than inviting actually, but I had other plans for her.

She followed my command, her hands returned on her front just when the stereo changed track and that was the only sign I needed to continue with what I had planned in my head.

"You are a natural, and very talented at this." I complimented at last shaking my head in appreciation as I sighed, she stopped dancing when she heard my voice and even if her face was partially obscured, I could perfectly distinguish the small blush that started spreading on her cheeks.

I actually found it kind of endearing and I couldn't help the half smirk that tugged at my lips when I saw it.

"Thank you." She said softly, hands clasped in front of her and head tilted slightly down, maybe to cover said blush.

"Now, I would like you to lay down on the bed, and close your eyes."

Despite the gentle tone I used I made sure it still sounded like a command.

She raised her head to look at me, the hint of shyness that I had found there when she first entered in my room returned for a second, but just like it had appeared, with a blink was already gone. Her eyes darkened and when they locked with mine, she nodded and then turned to walk towards the bed.

I watched her quickly discarding her high heels and then lay delicately on the sheets, a natural pose, relaxed despite the fact that she must have been a little nervous not knowing which were my plans for her.

I stood to walk the short distance to the bed, reaching the side she choose to lay down and watched as her chest raised and fell with every breath she took, a little faster than normal.

Her lips were slightly parted, her skin flushed maybe because of the fact that she had been dancing or maybe because of the the sense of anticipation that I was hoping to evoke in her.

I sat down beside her, resting just on the border of the bed.

I saw her swallowing, noticed the pulse point at the base of her throat jumping more forcefully, but her eyes remained closed, just like I asked.

Her beauty was simple, she was barely wearing any make up and that only pleased me more, showing her young smooth skin, that same skin I had been fantasizing to touch since I saw her stepping out of that skirt.

My eyes lowered from her face to look at her neck, then her small but inviting breasts where I could see her nipples showing under the material of her bra. A flat creamy stomach followed, and when I arrived the top of her panties, that is when I stopped my accurate examination and reached out, gently caressing her right forearm.

I heard her inhale deeply through her nose and my gaze shifted to look at her face just in time to see blue eyes slowly fluttering open.

Our eyes remained locked, enjoying watching the way that the light of the flames coming from the fireplace caressed her features. I wrapped my fingers around her wrist in a gentle hold, taking her hand in mine only to bring it towards her center.

The way those clear blue orbs widened and darkened slightly in realization reminded me of the throb that was still persisting between my legs.

She let me guide her hand under the waistband of her panties, mine resting perfectly on top of hers, and when I knew she had slid down enough, I gave a suggestive but delicate squeeze.

The response was immediate.

And it came out with a soft moan through her parted lips as her fingertips connected with her clit.

My stomach tightened pleasurably when I heard that sound coming from her, and unable to resist, I went just a little lower.

I couldn't touch her directly because her hand was what kept me separated from her center, but I could feel how wet she was when with my knuckles I touched the warm slick patch that had formed on the front of her panties.

And this time I had to fight the low groan that was ready to escape from my throat.

Keeping control was quickly becoming a challenge, especially when I felt her starting running her fingertips over her clit, with my hand following the movement for a few agonizing seconds before I pulled out, reluctantly.

I was both very much pleased and at the same time conflicted by how things were going, but since my guest seemed to enjoy the suggestion I had wordlessly offered, there was no way I was going to stop her now.

The view was too appealing, irresistible, and I found myself licking my lips when I looked down and under the black lace panties I saw her moving her hand a little faster, more convinced.

When my gaze returned to her face I saw that her eyes were half lidded, filled with desire as they found mine immediately, and at that point, I bent, leaning forward to whisper in her ear.

For a moment I lost myself when her incredible scent filled my nostrils and made my mouth water as I recognized the delicate sweetness of vanilla and raspberries.

Not for the first time that night, in less than half an hour, I had to fight my urges, doing my best to not lean in for the last inch and lick, suck or sink my teeth and taste the smooth sensitive skin of her neck.

But somehow I resisted, and with that thought in mind, my voice came out so very low and husky when I said

"I want to see you come."

I cupped one of her breasts, slowly moving my thumb back and forth across one already hard nipple, hearing as her breath hitched in her throat at what seemed an unexpected but welcomed touch that encouraged me to continue.

"Touch yourself like you usually do."

I released her breast from my gentle hold after giving it a soft squeeze, and I could have sworn that I heard a barely audible whimper escaping from her lips at the loss of contact.

"If it helps, you can close your eyes and pretend you are alone. I will not interfere."

When I pulled back I was expecting to find her with her eyes already closed, imagining a different scenario, instead they were open, meeting mine more than eagerly, silently letting me know that she had intention to follow only the first two parts of my plan, and since they were the most important to me, I was more than pleased with that.

The change of plans for the night caused by the arrival of my unexpected guest, was actually becoming more and more interesting with every passing minute.

With Sylvia I was used to do things in a different way, but now, with this young lady on my bed, looking eager and ready to obey to my every order, it was impossible not to appreciate and enjoy the new ideas and possibilities that appeared in my mind.

I smirked down at her as I stood up only to reach the other side of the bed and lay down on my side, my head propped up on one hand, legs pressed together trying to contain my growing arousal as I prepared myself for the second part of the show.


Just a first taste ;) After all, this Alex likes to take her time and savor every moment.