12/22/11

I didn't think that anything could cause as much tension between Erik and I then the Phantom had but now I know that I was very wrong. Ever since that night that we cut down the Christmas tree the sexual tension between Erik and I has been so thick you could practically cut it with a knife. It's all I can think about, images of that night keep flashing through my mind and from the way Erik looks at me I can tell that he is thinking about it too.

Finals are over so I am spending all of my time in theater which means that Erik and I are working together for at least twelve hours a day. I am so surprised that no one has noticed what is going on between us because even though most of the time during the day Erik and I dealing with separate issues or working with different departments I can always feel his eyes on me, just like I can help but search the room for him every few seconds.

Apparently he has decided to drag this out and make it torturous because when no one is around or no one is looking he will quickly push me up against the nearest object and give me one long passionate kiss before disappearing before I am even able to open my eyes.

But sometimes it goes a little bit further. Like yesterday, I had to get some paperwork from my office so I left rehearsals to go into my office real quick. I didn't know that anyone had even seen me sneaking back stage but as I walked into my office Erik pushed in behind me and the next thing I knew he had me pressed up against the office door with both of his hands pressed against the door so that I was in between his arms and his body was within inches of mine.

I ran my eyes over him slowly noticing how he seemed to be breathing hard. I give him a small seductive smile while speaking "Well this seems familiar."

Erik chuckled as he ran one of his hands through my hair then down my neck slowly. "Why yes it does. How about we pick up where we left off." And with that Erik pulled me into a hard kiss, his tongue sliding smoothly against mine.

I moaned rather audibly, putting all of my pent of tension into the kiss and before I knew it I had unbuttoned Erik's shirt and was running my hands over his chest. I felt Erik shudder slightly as I ran my fingertips over his skin.

I felt the heat radiating off Erik's skin as he literally ripped my shirt open. I prepared to feel the heat from Erik's hands on me right away but all of a sudden he hesitated. He continued to kiss me but his hands became hesitant.

I pulled away from the kiss slowly taking deep breathes. "Erik. You... can't stop now. Touch me…please." Erik gave a guttural moan sound at my words but still didn't move touch me.

I took his hand and placed it on my waist before leaning in to kiss him, this time not as hard but still passionately.

Erik's hand still didn't move, he continued to kiss me for a few moments but then pulled away. He rested his forehead against mine catching his breath before whispering "I came in here fully intending to kiss you for a while then take you down to the house so that we could do this before anyone noticed we were gone but now that we're here I don't want it to be like this. I don't want to have to rush. When I make love to you for the first time, I want to be able to take my time and take it slow. I don't want it to be a quick ten minutes between rehearsals, I want to be able to be in bed with you for hours if we so choose."

I smile, nodding my head. "As much as I hate to admit it you're right.

Erik chuckled, "Don't look so put out Darling. Trust me I don't think I'm going to be able to wait much longer. I want to make love to you." And with that Erik gave me one last long kiss then moved me away from the door before opening it and heading off down the hallway to the stage.

I stood there rooted to the spot for a few minutes trying to calm myself down but nothing worked. I tried counting to ten, tried slowing my breathing, tried to think of something else but nothing worked. Finally, I decided to take a quick cold shower but that did not thing but make me cold and wish I had Erik's arms around me to keep me warm.

As I came out into my bedroom with my towel on, I saw the mirror from the corner of my eye. Ever since Erik came back I had been getting dressed and undressed in the bathroom just in case he happened to be behind the mirror but now it was my turn to make him suffer. I let the towel fall to the ground, just in case he was back there and watching, I walked to my closet and stood there deciding what to wear. I chose a black mid-thigh length skirt with a red v-neck cut sweater and black vest. After putting on the close I studied myself in the mirror. The outfit was perfect. The skirt was just short enough to show enough leg to drive Erik crazy but was still long enough to be modest and the sweater was cut low enough to show some cleavage but not enough to have my dad or brothers shooing back in to change. I then chose my black knee high boots knowing that the sight of these would kill Erik. I let my curled hair fall down my back instead of picking it up.

I smiled to myself as I left my room and when I saw the look on Erik's face as I came back into the theater I knew that Erik was seriously contemplating throwing me over his shoulder and taking me to his bed right then and there.