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Just Indulging my #Amilly hotness

This is just soft smut ;)

Amanda walked into the dimly lit club and in an almost instant, she could feel eyes on her as she moved. She smirked as she looked around. The bar was almost full, people on the crowded dance floor, others sitting in booths and at the bar counter. Just how she wanted it to be. Tonight, her last night in New York City, she was here to escape, to let loose and just let go and this was just the way to do it.
Her life had become something she had made a turn that took her by surprise. One moment she was the happy free attorney enjoying life and now, she had a controlling boyfriend who she couldn't escape. How had it come to this? It was like someone was now writing the script of her life and she was just a spectator. Right here, right now, she was the girl she used to be, the girl she wanted to be…free.
She didn't know what made her turn her head but when she did, her eyes met with gorgeous brown eyes. Her breath caught and her step faltered. He was handsome with wavy brown hair, fair skin and he looked to be tall, sitting there, his large hands wrapped around a glass of what looked to be whiskey. When he bit his lower lips, he revealed a dimple that made him sexy. Good God! Turning away she forced herself to walk to toward the bar counter and not just go and join him in his booth preferably on his lap.

Billy was stunned. It was like being hit by a bolt of lightning when he saw her, when their eyes met. She was beautiful…gorgeous…sexy. His eyes trailed her body, petite with the right amount of curves enough to make you drool, clad in a red tight dress that looked like her second skin and ended mid-thigh exposing her slender legs made even longer by the heels she wore. Her hair was teased back, curly showing her gorgeous heart shaped face, dark smoky eyes and red lips he just wanted to kiss. He had never seen a woman like her and he had seen a lot of women in his life…hell he had a beautiful woman back home but…this…
He had come to New York City for a business meeting and to him it was a reprieve from his stifling life back in Genoa. He was not happy. He could now admit that if only to himself. He had thought he had what he wanted, a woman, kids, a job, a family and even to an outsider, he had it made but he was not happy. He craved some fun, some excitement, a partner that he loved and things with Victoria were not working out as he had hoped, a job he was eager to go to, a family that didn't meddle. The only bright light he had was his children.

Amanda walked to the bar and sat on one of the stools, ignoring the lingering looks she got from the man beside her. Her mind were still on the dark eyed stranger that seemed to have invaded and occupied her thoughts. She had never been drawn to someone like that before. She just wasn't sure what to do with it. On one hand, she wanted him to come to her, she wanted to talk to him but on the other, she didn't. She wasn't sure what would happen and if she was ready or willing to see what would happen.

"What can I get you?" asked the bartender taking her from her thoughts.

"Cosmopolitan." she said with a smile.

The bartender was quite fast and soon she was taking her first sip. It tasted so good. It had been a while since she had this. Ripley didn't want her going out. All he wanted was staying at home claiming he wanted to spend uninterrupted time with her.

Getting up from his booth, Billy stood up. Taking advantage of his height, his eyes scanned the crowd, zeroing on her. She was sitting by the bar, alone and slowly he made his way toward her, taking the moment to watch her, to take her in. He watched as he rebuffed advances and that made him even more determined to at least talk to her, hear her voice. He walked slowly toward her. She was like a siren to him, calling to him. He was like a moth to the fire, drawn to her. Walking right up to her, he said, "Hi." And waited for her to turn around.

Amanda turned her head wanting to tell the person who had come up to her to back off when the words stopped on her throat, her eyes meeting again with the dark eyes belonging to the handsome stranger. He was right there, next to her smiling at her with that sexy dimple. She had been right. He was tall, lean but clearly fit if the tight black shirt and black pants. Finding her voice she said, "Hi," watching as he sidled into the bar stool next to her.

"I'm Billy." He extended his hand still staring at her beautiful face. Up close, she was even more beautiful. He could see every movement, every expression and it was amazing to watch.

"Amanda." She said taking his hand. It was warm, large engulfing her much smaller one, manly with the right amount of strength. She wondered how it feel to have that hand touch her body. Feeling her body heat up with the thought, she withdrew her hand and picked up her glass. Anything to distract her thoughts from where they were headed. They were silent before she sneaked a look back at him and wished she hadn't. His eyes were focused on her, on every movement she made. If it was someone else, it would have been creepy but with him, it was hot, arousing… what the hell was happening to her?

"Hope you don't mind my company." Said Billy his chivalrous side making appearance. He didn't want to force himself upon her even though he wanted to be close to her.

Amanda looked at him. "No. Not at all." They smiled at each other. "So Billy, what brings you here alone on a Friday night?"

"I could ask that about you." He said with a smile and he watched as she got shy again turning to her glass swirling it and taking a sip. Damn sexy. Clearing his throat, he said, "I needed a moment of escape." He said truthfully. "You?" he was curious what a beautiful woman like her was doing alone.

"Same thing." She said.

"You are not going to tell me more are you?" said Billy. They were strangers. They had just met and yet he already wanted to know everything about her, mainly why she felt the need to escape. What was going on with her?

"No. Sorry."

"Don't be. We just met. Beside, we all need a little mystery don't we?" he said with a boyish grin showing that sext dimple.

"That we do." She said smiling back at him. "Are you from here?"

"No. Wisconsin. You?"

"Same."

"Really?"

"Yeah." She said she too surprised by the coincidence. "Don't ask me which part."

"Ok. I won't. How long are you here for?"

"It is my last night."

"Mine too." They were silent then Billy said, "Want to go for a dance?"

Amanda hesitated. Did she want to? Yes. Should she do it? Making her mind, she said, "Sure."

The dance floor was crowded and Billy led them to through the moving bodies to the edge of the floor, secluded, where the lights of the floor couldn't touch. A place for just the 2 of them. He looked at her, so petite and gorgeous and held his hand out to her. He smiled when she took it and he pulled her into his arms, marvelling at how good she felt. He held her close to him feeling her softness against him.

Amanda could feel his hard body against hers, his strong arms around her waist holding her close, his strong arms around her holding her close. She breathed in his scent. He smelled so good, an infusion of manly cologne and his own making her dizzy with want. When had a man's scent aroused her so? What was it about this man?

They began to move, the beat of the music guiding them the words almost as if they were singing to them alone. It was like they were in their own little bubble. Hands slowly began to move, first tentative then confidently when the touch was proven welcome. His hands trailed up and down her back from the nape of her neck down to the curve of her ass, around her sensitive sides to her ribcage. Hers moved from his strong shoulders down his chest and up his back. Moans and sighs soon filled the small space. They could hear nothing else except the music and each other, consumed by the feel of one another.

Amanda trembled with arousal when he palmed her ass, pulling her closer to him. She was so turned on she could feel goose bumps all over her. She could feel his erection pressing against her and it turned her on even more. God what was he doing to her? Why was she feeling this way? She had never experienced this before. A want, a deep need that radiated from within. She should leave, she should move from his arms and run. She should run from this intensity but she couldn't. Instead she found herself getting even closer to him, drowning in him.

Billy looked down at her and their eyes met and held neither able to look away. Emotions swirled in their eyes. This was new. This was scary. To be this connected to a person they had only just met.
His hand slowly came up to her smooth cheek and he watched as her eyelids slowly lowered to half-mast and her lips parted ever so slightly. His thump stroked her cheek down to her luscious lips and this time he saw her breath hitch. Leaning down he watched her eyes close in anticipation. Instead, he led his lips to her ear and said, "I am going to kiss you. Tell me to stop."

Feeling his breath in her ear, it was all she could do not to buck her hips into him. She breathed out one word, "No."

When their lips met, it was explosive. It wasn't the gentle soft kiss. No. it was deep, it was passionate, it was intense. It was the kind that drowned you, that made you feel like it was too much and yet crave for more. Tongues wrestled as they tasted each other and it was like drinking the sweetest water when you are thirsty. It felt so good. It was the need for air that managed to break them apart

Amanda gasped when his lips and tongue trailed down her neck all the while whispering how beautiful, sexy he thought she was. It felt so good, too good. She felt him manoeuvre them until her back was against the wall, his hard body covering hers, her leg around his waist, his large hands touching her all over making her senses go to overdrive. Her body felt like one pulsing arousal and each touch sparked a need so deep in her. She was dripping wet and she wanted him in the worst way.

"What are we doing?" she moaned out.

Billy looked at her, her gaze hazy and lust filled. "What we really want." He said sucking on her earlobe.

"Oh God…Why am I feeling this way? Why are you making me feel like this?"

"Just let go baby."

Pulling his head from her neck, she kissed him with all the passion she had, unable to stop her hips from grinding into him.

Billy let out a growl. He knew they should leave before he took her right there in the dark corner of the club. She was just so sexy, so beautiful, so hot… Breaking the kiss, he said huskily, "We need to leave."

"Yes." Moaned out Amanda. Whatever he wanted. She felt if he had asked her to sleep with her right there she would have agreed. Billy straightened her dress for her and took her hand leading her out.

When cool air hit her and it was like coming out of a fog. She watched as he took out his phone probably to call a cab. What was she doing? Here she was, with a stranger…a handsome stranger but still a stranger, about to go to his place and she knew what was going to happen… She had a boyfriend back home, a life. Yes New York was an escape but she hadn't planned on doing this! This wasn't her.

Billy had just called a cab and turned to her. He could see the wheels turning in her head. Leading her to a corner, he held her hands and said, "You having second thoughts? We don't have to do anything you don't want to."

"It's just that, I don't do things like this. I have never done anything like this before. I just…I want you so bad but I know it's wrong."

"Hey, we both want to escape right?" said Billy. Amanda nodded looking at him. "Then let us do this. I have never felt a connection like this with anyone and I want to experience it if only for one night."

"I don't know…"

"What harm could it be? We are both leaving tomorrow to go back to our boring lives. Let's just have this, one moment to look back on and smile."

She looked at him, biting her lower lip. She wasn't sure what to do. This is what they talked about being at a crossroad, Left or right, do or don't, right or wrong. She was still looking at him when the cab pulled up and called out their name. Billy looked at her and held out his hand and waited. After one more split moment, she took his hand and he led her to the cab. They were staying at the same hotel coincidentally.

After telling the driver their destination, Billy looked at her and reached out to her. She soon found herself on his lap kissing him like she was a starved person, her hands buried in his hair. She couldn't get enough of him. She was addicted. She loved the way he touched her, the way he kissed her, the way he felt against her body and she wanted him. For this one night, she was going to let go, she was going to indulge and not think about anything. Just this one night.
"I want you so bad right now." She whispered in his ear moaning at his touch.

"God baby..." groaned Billy at her words, getting even harder. He was about to combust. His hands were trailing her thighs up her dress holding them while his other palmed her ass. He didn't dare move them any further fearing lack of control. He need her so bad, more than he had ever needed another woman. He knew they were going to be explosive together and he was looking forward to getting burnt.

He was grateful when the driver announced they had arrived. He honestly he had no idea how he paid the manager or even walked across the lobby. His thoughts were consumed by the vixen beside him. He led her to his private elevator thanking the Gods he had the penthouse suite. As soon as the doors closed, he had her pinned to the wall as he kissed her, tasting her sweetness relishing in her moans and sighs. He wanted to hear those sounds all night. He broke the kiss when they got to his floor. He led her through the hallway and into the suite.

Amanda looked around the suite. It was large, classy with an open plan. There was a lounge area with a fireplace and large flat screen, the bed was huge with silk sheets and there was a door leading to the en suite bathroom. She could make out the balcony with perfect views of the central park.

"It's beautiful." She said impressed.

"You are beautiful." said Billy walking up to her taking her in for the thousandth time. He could look at her forever and not get bored. He took her gently in his arms and looked at her. "One last chance. You can walk out here and we can call it a night." He said softly giving her an out.

"I don't want to." She said in a soft voice before leaning up and kissing him moaning as their tongues met and duelled. That was the go ahead he needed apparently as he increased the intensity of the kiss. Hands soon joined in the fun, caressing, touching, divesting of pieces of clothing till they were standing there, she in her red lace bra and panties and he in his boxer briefs, admiring each other.

"You are perfect." He said in wonder at how someone could look this perfect.

"So are you." She said trailing her hands on his bare chest marvelling at his gorgeous body. He looked even better out of his clothes. She squealed as he suddenly lifted her and walked them to the bed where he deposited her gently before he crawled up and joined her.

"Hi." She said with a smile as he hovered over her.

"Hi." He said smiling back before leaning down and kissed her. She reaches up and her fingers find themselves in her favourite spot, his thick hair. She sighs when his lips leave hers and began to trail down her body moaning as he hit her pleasure points with his fingers hands and tongue and when he…(use your imagination guys. If I type what I am thinking…the story will sure be taken down for being too racy *wink*)

"Wow…" said Amanda breathless. She felt boneless and just spent. What had he done to her?

"I second that." Said Billy with a smile also fighting to control his breathing. He had been right. Being with her had been explosive. Nothing like he had ever had before. He knew he would never forget this moment and it saddened him that it was going to be just for tonight but he would take what he could get. "Want some water?"

"Water could be nice." She said feeling patched with all the screams she had let out. She had never been with anyone so skilled. He seemed to know her body as if they had been doing this for years instead of it being just the first time.

She watched as he walked, nude to the mini fridge and gets 2 bottles of water. He opens and hands one to her and then he walks to the phone and calls room service ordering a bottle of wine and some snacks before he walks to the bed.

"I could use a shower." Said Amanda looking at him. She debated on whether to cover herself or not then realised he had already seen everything. Beside he had already sauntered about naked. She got out of bed and could feel his eyes on her as she padded to the en suite. She looked over her shoulder at him smirking when she saw he was indeed staring then said, "Aren't you joining me?"
She laughed at the speed he got up from the bed and came toward her. She giggled when he entered the shower and pulled her to him and they kissed…the inevitable soon happened and they made love against the shower walls before they showered for real. When they eventually got out, the wine had arrived and they sat on the couch in their robes just talking to each other.

"So what do you back home?"

"I'm a lawyer."

"Beautiful and Smart. I like that." He watched as she looked down at her glass shy. "So you here for business?"

"Yeah. I came to meet a client for a case I am working on." They were silent before she asked, "You got a family?"

"I do. 2 kids and a long term girlfriend though it's complicated. You?"

"A boyfriend…and it's complicated."

There was some silence again as they fell into thought. Billy broke the silence and said, "I am going to miss you."

"Please don't."

"It's the truth. I know we have lives back home, partners, jobs, commitments but I will miss you. I will never forget this night."

"Me too." She muttered before she got up from the couch and walked to the large floor to ceiling windows and looked outside in deep thought. Billy rose and joined her there and they both looked outside. She turned and looked at him. "I should get going. My flight is early morning and she still needed to pack."

"Stay…Just a little while more." He gently caressed her cheek and said, "Let's just enjoy each other one last time."

Amanda nodded smiling before she leaned in and kissed him. he took her wine glass and set it down before they were passionately kissing right there at the window, the moonlight shining at them as they forgot all about their homes, their jobs, their partners, even that they would part later. All they could think of was now, being present, being in the moment.

They made slow steps toward the bed with the robes stripped in the process their bodies craving to be one again and neither could resist the pull. Once again they made love and this time it wasn't rushed, it was a soft, deep moment of connecting souls, eyes never straying from one another for long, each touch, each word, each sigh imprinting deep inside their souls. They were one.

Billy watched asshe moved around, picking her clothes and putting them on one item at a time. When she was running her hand in her hair, he got off from the bed and wore his robe moving to stand beside her.

Amanda turned to him and sighed, a lump on her throat. "I have to go."

"I know." Said Billy pulling her in his arms not wanting to let go. This was harder than he thought it would be.

"I don't want to." She whispered gently but she knew he heard her when his breath hitched and he held her even closer.

"I don't want you to."

"I didn't want this. I came here to take a break and then I had to meet you. Now…I…I don't want to say goodbye…I don't…"

"I know… One last kiss?"

Amanda smiled sadly then leaned in and their lips met in a slow deep kiss much like the way they made love. They didn't know how long they stood there just holding each other, caressing gently and kissing before they broke apart.

"Goodbye Billy."

"Goodbye Amanda."

Looking at him one last time she left the room, tears already in her eyes. She knew she was going to cry in her room, for what could have been. What she knew was Billy would forever be in her mind. At the back locked up part of her mind but he will be there.

Billy stood there watching the door she had just exited hoping she would just walk back in and into his arms but he knew she was gone. He felt a sense of loss and he didn't know if he could go on. He had her name, profession and where she lived…he could look for her and see if this could go somewhere but he had made a promise that this was just one night. He would leave her to go on with her life and he would go on with his. If fate permitted, if it was meant to be, they would meet again.

1 year later

Billy walked into the dimmed club he had never been to looking to just escape from his relationship. He needed some peace and quiet away from anyone who knew him and as he walked toward the bar, his heart stopped and he just stared. At that moment, she looked up and their eyes met and held in a déjà vu. She was here. In Genoa City. He smiled. Maybe fate was on their side after all.

Whew… I can't believe I wrote this *blushing* I swear I am not this naughty ;)

What happens next is up to your imagination