CHAPTER TWO: Operation Lilith
The races were different tonight - strange. The usual uproar of the drunkards and whores were nowhere to be seen. Instead, the dancehall of the races was surprisingly intimate and cosy. The candle-lit glow held the promise of stolen kisses and private whispers. This has really become upmarket since I've last come. I rubbed my temple, trying to ease my nerves. I didn't want to be here, I had no desire to move on from Grace, but a bet is a bet. One date won't hurt. I looked to my pocket watch to eye the time; it was five minutes to 8, and she was still not here. It confused me at the idea of being stood up, but at the same time, I wasn't necessarily complaining.
Taking out my silver encrusted case, I pulled out a cigarette and inhaled its smoke.
"What the fuck am I doing?" I said, rubbing the sides of my head.
"Being handsome." Adeline giggled out.
She was all legs, curves and red painted lips that could warm any frozen heart. Fuck, she knows it as well. I didn't know what to say to her, so I just grunted a reply. Adeline was not fazed in the slightest; she simply leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.
Going still, I replied, "you're a brave woman kissing the devil hello."
"Mr Shelby, I've also been known to dance with the devil too."
Adeline pulled me up from my seat, dragging me onto the dancefloor. Jesus, she is surprisingly strong. She pulled me in close, her chest touching mine. The music quickened its pace, and Adeline gave me a daring look.
Bringing her face to mine, her voluptuous lips grazing the corner of my mouth, she whispered, "So, my sweet devil, will you show me those quick feet."
The thrill of lust took over me, "I will sweep you off your feet and leave you breathless."
I pulled her tightly, taking the opportunity to feel the softness of her curves. Adeline threw her head back in laughter as I began to twirl her. After that, we hardly talked, but we danced, sharing little whispers between stiff drinks. I learned she was 26, a fan of whisky, and she wanted to be a singer, but it didn't work out for her. What I liked the most was that Adeline had two laughs, one when she was flirting and the other when she was happy. I liked her genuine laugh; it was hearty and came deep from her belly. Most people would think it's unladylike, but I think it is perfect. It had been so long since I felt this drawn to someone. She made me feel weak, and I hated how much I wanted her.
Still dancing, she reached up and brushed the side of my face, bringing me back to reality, "Where did you go just now?"
"What do you mean?"
"Just now? You were millions of miles away. Lost in thought." Adeline said with her doe eyes.
Feeling caught out, I replied, "It's none of your concern."
Most women at the point would recoil at the sting of my coldness, but she didn't.
"Uneasy is the head that wears a crown." She reached up and kissed my furrowed brow. I exhaled into her sweet kiss, and she continued to say, "I know that love may not be an option for you anymore, but what I can offer is a single night. I want to make love with you."
I melted and kissed her, claiming her lips in mine. We became a storm of lust, heartbreak and hope. I don't know how we happened to be in her room above the garrison, but I couldn't think of anything else. She had become my world. I wanted her; I needed her. I frenzied in her embrace, clambering to remove her clothes. I felt like a virgin again.
Adeline sensing my desperation for her, she took control and slowed the pace of my need. First, she removed my jacket, kissing me softly. Then, with the gentleness of her desire, Adeline unbuttoned my shirt and peppered passionate kisses down my chest until the bronzed beauty reached my belt. Then, dropping down to her knees, she looked at me with the glaze of lust in her eyes, waiting for my silent permission.
Brushing her cherry wine lips with the pad of my thumb, I nodded. As if the spirit of Lilith herself came over her. She embodied the sex - she was possessed by a desire for me that made me feel truly wanted. Adeline unbuckled my belt, kissing the imprint forming in my trousers. Then, fearless, she removed me from my confines and took me whole in her mouth. As she kissed and sucked, her warm tongue's motion brought me bliss as the tug of pleasure pooled in my stomach travelled down my spine.
My toes curled as I ran my hands through her soft hair. Adeline's demon mouth was like heaven. Perfection. I was at her delicious mercy, but I needed more. I pulled myself away from her swollen lips and pulled her up into my arms. Carrying her over to her bed, I dropped her into the coolness of her sheets.
She looked at me, hungry and confused, "what are you doing?"
I kissed Adeline in the crook of her collarbone and moaned, "I'm going to make you breathless."
I began to kiss down her chest, taking my time to tease the buds of her nipples, worshipping the taste of her skin. Adeline tasted like love. As I trailed down to the base of her belly, I relished in her shivers. She was mine. I continued my path to my destination and took her honeyed warmth in my mouth. The scent of her wetness sent me into a frenzy like a shark in bloodlust. I devoured her. Waves of pleasure vibrated over and over again. Mine, all mine! My tongue massaged her clit until her skin sang songs that her lips didn't know the words to.
Coming to a Crescendo, I entered her spellbinding warmth. My eyes rolled back as I felt her legs lock around me. Adeline moved in rhythm with me, and our bodies fell into harmonic ecstasy. The tempo of my strokes became an allegro. We were close and lost in the euphoria of each other. She was perfection that I knew would become an addiction. I kissed her, and with that, the final heavenly note. In the afterglow of our lovemaking, I smiled, knowing that we made the perfect song in the afterglow of our lovemaking.
I held her in my arms. Our skin still vibrated with pleasurable sensitivity. I heard her giggle, "what?" I asked her.
With her head on my chest, I could feel her smile, "You made me breathless."