"Hey there..."
Trish turned around abruptly, a soft voice catching her attention. The frosty weather caused chills to run up and down her spine. A bright glint caught her eye the moment she saw him.
Jay shut the heavy door behind him and walked down the few steps into the parking lot. Trish stood a decent length from the building, in a vacant section of the lot. Trish smiled and took a few slow steps toward him, her arms folded over each other and hugged closely to keep her bare flesh warm. Jay smiled in return and briskly dashed toward her, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and holding her close to his own body, gently rocking her. "You look cold, sweetie."
Trish unfolded her arms and ran her palms up his chest and over his wide shoulders, her hands meeting behind his neck and her fingers locking together. She hummed and pulled herself close to him, resting her head on his chest.
"Mmm, not anymore." She closed her eyes and spent what felt like an eternity just feeling him next to her, his arms around her, his warmth washing over her. When she was with him, nothing else in the world mattered.
Jay hesitated to pull away from her. He loved the feel of her body enclosed in his arms. He knew how he made her feel, and he adored having that kind of effect on her. He loved making her happy, and making her feel safe.
Finally, Jay broke their embrace, keeping his hands on her waist. "Where are we off to?" He spun her around and the two began walking.
"I don't know, anywhere I guess. Anywhere you want to go." Trish and Jay walked outside, into the bright fluorescent lights that lined the streets. The city seemed oddly desolate for nighttime. The atmosphere was calm, but cool and breezy. Jay kept Trish snuggled tightly, and ran his warm palms briskly up and down her arms to keep her warm.
"Then lets just have a late dinner," Jay started. Trish nodded in response. She finished off his thought, "...and afterward we can just relax at the hotel."
"Sounds great to me." He leaned to the side slightly and kissed her forehead, but Trish stopped and turned her head quickly, forcing her lips to his. Jay was taken off guard, and stumbled backwards a bit. Their movement was stopped, and Jay was almost too shocked to question her.
Trish couldn't help herself. His lips were gorgeous, and she wanted him to take her so badly. The timing wasn't perfect, but Trish needed contact. She needed it. She was starved of it, starved much more than to her liking. She knew how Jay loved to keep her waiting, and how he was sensitive to her needs, but never left her completely fulfilled. He was like an addiction to her, and he knew just the way to make her want him. How to blow her away with his passion and sheer sexuality.
Sensation after sensation ran through Trish's body. Simple contact did such a thing to her when she had been left without it for so long. She loved how she could sometimes surprise Jay with her intensity. Her hands found their way to the back of Jay's head, and she pulled him into her. Jay eagerly took her kiss, his lips pressed tightly to hers.
Jay rested his hands on her waist, and pulled her hips into him. His palms traveled up her back and circled her shoulder blades. She was so cold in the rigid air, but as soon as his skin made contact with hers, the chill melted from her. His hands were somewhat rough, but whenever he touched her she felt a fierce passion rush through her.
Jay parted his lips, and Trish followed suit, the hunger taking control of both of them. Their breaths were taken with each others, the moisture of their lips mixing, their sensuality identical.
Trish, suddenly and without, warning pulled herself away from him, and opened her eyes, gathering herself as she stared into him. She pulled her arms back, and brushed the front of her blouse off, catching her breath which she'd lost in him. Just as quickly, she returned to his embrace, but brought her face inches from his instead of resuming the kiss. Her breath on his face was so warm and intoxicating.
"Why don't we just... skip the dinner and head right for the hotel," Trish whispered in the sexiest of voices.
Jay kept his eyes locked on hers; kept feeling her breath mix with his in front of them. He watched the cool air become moist and steamed with their tepid breaths for just a few seconds before leaning forward and feeding on her lips again.
The passion between them was undeniable, even for the few seconds that his kiss lasted. His lips broke apart from hers and he softly mouthed "whatever you say". His eyes played over her features, admiring her swollen lips, and her soft skin.
His arms lowered to her sides, and he took her hands in his, bringing her palms upward to his shoulders. He pulled her back into him, but this time just hugged her affectionately, bringing his lips to her ear and whispering in his deep, loving voice, "When was the last time I told you how beautiful you are?"
Jay breathed in deeply as the wind picked up and blew Trish's hair across her cheeks, into his face. She smelled so beautiful and feminine, and her hair was so soft.
"This morning, Jay. But you know I never get tired of it. I love you..." Trish closed her eyes and smiled, savoring the glorious moment, and the warmth and sincerity in Jay's words, before the two of them headed off toward the hotel. --- --- --- --- ---
Aww... I love Trish and Jay as a real-life couple. So cute. Anyway... perhaps things with Chris will pick up in the next chapter. If I feel up to it, I might write Chapter 4 later tonight. Depends on the response I get for this one, though. Reviews, please! ^__^
Trish turned around abruptly, a soft voice catching her attention. The frosty weather caused chills to run up and down her spine. A bright glint caught her eye the moment she saw him.
Jay shut the heavy door behind him and walked down the few steps into the parking lot. Trish stood a decent length from the building, in a vacant section of the lot. Trish smiled and took a few slow steps toward him, her arms folded over each other and hugged closely to keep her bare flesh warm. Jay smiled in return and briskly dashed toward her, wrapping his strong arms around her waist and holding her close to his own body, gently rocking her. "You look cold, sweetie."
Trish unfolded her arms and ran her palms up his chest and over his wide shoulders, her hands meeting behind his neck and her fingers locking together. She hummed and pulled herself close to him, resting her head on his chest.
"Mmm, not anymore." She closed her eyes and spent what felt like an eternity just feeling him next to her, his arms around her, his warmth washing over her. When she was with him, nothing else in the world mattered.
Jay hesitated to pull away from her. He loved the feel of her body enclosed in his arms. He knew how he made her feel, and he adored having that kind of effect on her. He loved making her happy, and making her feel safe.
Finally, Jay broke their embrace, keeping his hands on her waist. "Where are we off to?" He spun her around and the two began walking.
"I don't know, anywhere I guess. Anywhere you want to go." Trish and Jay walked outside, into the bright fluorescent lights that lined the streets. The city seemed oddly desolate for nighttime. The atmosphere was calm, but cool and breezy. Jay kept Trish snuggled tightly, and ran his warm palms briskly up and down her arms to keep her warm.
"Then lets just have a late dinner," Jay started. Trish nodded in response. She finished off his thought, "...and afterward we can just relax at the hotel."
"Sounds great to me." He leaned to the side slightly and kissed her forehead, but Trish stopped and turned her head quickly, forcing her lips to his. Jay was taken off guard, and stumbled backwards a bit. Their movement was stopped, and Jay was almost too shocked to question her.
Trish couldn't help herself. His lips were gorgeous, and she wanted him to take her so badly. The timing wasn't perfect, but Trish needed contact. She needed it. She was starved of it, starved much more than to her liking. She knew how Jay loved to keep her waiting, and how he was sensitive to her needs, but never left her completely fulfilled. He was like an addiction to her, and he knew just the way to make her want him. How to blow her away with his passion and sheer sexuality.
Sensation after sensation ran through Trish's body. Simple contact did such a thing to her when she had been left without it for so long. She loved how she could sometimes surprise Jay with her intensity. Her hands found their way to the back of Jay's head, and she pulled him into her. Jay eagerly took her kiss, his lips pressed tightly to hers.
Jay rested his hands on her waist, and pulled her hips into him. His palms traveled up her back and circled her shoulder blades. She was so cold in the rigid air, but as soon as his skin made contact with hers, the chill melted from her. His hands were somewhat rough, but whenever he touched her she felt a fierce passion rush through her.
Jay parted his lips, and Trish followed suit, the hunger taking control of both of them. Their breaths were taken with each others, the moisture of their lips mixing, their sensuality identical.
Trish, suddenly and without, warning pulled herself away from him, and opened her eyes, gathering herself as she stared into him. She pulled her arms back, and brushed the front of her blouse off, catching her breath which she'd lost in him. Just as quickly, she returned to his embrace, but brought her face inches from his instead of resuming the kiss. Her breath on his face was so warm and intoxicating.
"Why don't we just... skip the dinner and head right for the hotel," Trish whispered in the sexiest of voices.
Jay kept his eyes locked on hers; kept feeling her breath mix with his in front of them. He watched the cool air become moist and steamed with their tepid breaths for just a few seconds before leaning forward and feeding on her lips again.
The passion between them was undeniable, even for the few seconds that his kiss lasted. His lips broke apart from hers and he softly mouthed "whatever you say". His eyes played over her features, admiring her swollen lips, and her soft skin.
His arms lowered to her sides, and he took her hands in his, bringing her palms upward to his shoulders. He pulled her back into him, but this time just hugged her affectionately, bringing his lips to her ear and whispering in his deep, loving voice, "When was the last time I told you how beautiful you are?"
Jay breathed in deeply as the wind picked up and blew Trish's hair across her cheeks, into his face. She smelled so beautiful and feminine, and her hair was so soft.
"This morning, Jay. But you know I never get tired of it. I love you..." Trish closed her eyes and smiled, savoring the glorious moment, and the warmth and sincerity in Jay's words, before the two of them headed off toward the hotel. --- --- --- --- ---
Aww... I love Trish and Jay as a real-life couple. So cute. Anyway... perhaps things with Chris will pick up in the next chapter. If I feel up to it, I might write Chapter 4 later tonight. Depends on the response I get for this one, though. Reviews, please! ^__^
