This morning Catherine came much later than she'd expected and her parking spot was already occupied. Instead of having to deal with it and bringing too much unnecessary attention to her delay she took option B…
Her option B was a bar one block down the road owned by her very old friend Chris who'd let Catherine park her car in the tiny little alley around the building. Usually it was used for delivery trucks but there were no deliveries planned for today so Catherine could easily leave her car over there not being afraid it will create any problems for Chris.
One of the walls that formed that alley was covered with wild ivy.
Catherine walked around a big advertisement banner that half-blocked an exit to the alley where she'd park her car. It was kinda cold and dark in here considering sun has never hit the ground of this alley as it was always overshadowed with one of the walls. But it made for perfect conditions for wild ivy to sprout in here and soon after that to cover a huge area on one of the brick walls.
Catherine touched the ivy vines smiling to herself. Vincent had been here too. Maybe he was following her again this morning… It never felt creepy to her – to be followed by him – but he seriously needed to cut it down a bit because it took so much of his time and she didn't really need a babysitter – she only needed him.
- Oh, Vincent...
- You called?
Right that instant Catherine was pressed against the ivy wall. Vines were soft in this spot and it's not like she would notice if they weren't – Catherine was too engrossed in what Vincent was doing to her rather than with her comfort. He lifted her, still pressed against a wall, and her legs instinctively circled his hips to secure her hold of him. Vincent's lips were all over her neck, her shoulders, her collarbones… Catherine yanked his hair upwards making him raise his head – and that is when she'd leaned down and kissed him.
They both had no idea how much they'd missed one another in just these few last hours. Because the kiss kept going, and going… deeper, hungrier, more desperate… They were trying to drink each other but all they've got was more thirst… and less air.
Finally Catherine tore away gasping and hyperventilating at the same time. Vincent leaned his forehead against a wall trying to calm himself with deep breathing. His erection was so hard and demanding that even with his super powers it was difficult to stand up. But he was NOT going let go of her!
Catherine's fingers caressed the back of his head:
- Hi…
Vincent looked at her and once again got lost in her beautiful brandy-colored eyes… as intoxicating as brandy itself.
He tried to sound casual but his voice betrayed his arousal:
- HE took away my donuts!
Catherine smiled and nodded:
- And you took away his girlfriend.
Vincent growled and bit Catherine's neck where a vein was pulsating with desire:
- You were never his! You're mine!
The last coherent thought she uttered was:
- And yet you're complaining about the donuts…
And after that – not so much talking…
Catherine tore a collar of Vincent's shirt to take it down so she could touch his shoulders and back… she dug her fingers to his skin leaving red nail marks… making him grit his teeth and thrust harder into her…
She arched convulsively at the sensation of his lips on her breasts – when did he managed to move away her bra? And how? But it didn't matter – her body went on fire for the things his tongue was doing to her…
And he kept thrusting… harder, more vicious… shaking both their bodies in what felt like a primal dance… and they both were lost in the blinding beauty of the firefall that came eventually.
- Hi…
- Hi yourself, - his voice was soft and almost sleepy.
They were on the backseat of Catherine's car and she was comfortably snuggled in his arms. Hearing his way too relaxed voice she nudged him:
- Hey, don't you dare to fall asleep! I need to go to work which means you need to get out of here too. I don't wanna Chris finding you sleeping in my car and having to call me, a.k.a. police, to get you arrested for breaking into my property!
His voice was still sleepy but interested:
- Chris? Who's Chris?
- The owner of this bar, old friend of mine, he lets me to part here every now and then. And I'd like to keep it this way so we need to go before he spotted us here being all… indecent.
Vincent chuckled and helped Catherine to get out of the car. He leaned against it waiting for her to arrange her clothes.
When everything seemed in order Catherine asked:
- Anyways… have you had any agenda coming here except for… erm… thinning out the ivy?
Vincent smiled on her choice of words. Indeed they've done enough damage to the vines to make an empty spot on the wall… luckily Catherine wore dark today so no visible stains. But he smiled about the fact that Catherine managed to be so wild and naughty only a little while ago – and so shy and blushing now. His taught little lady…
- Well, yes, I had. I wanted to ask you for a date.
- A date?
- Yes, a date? What so unexpected? Aren't we dating?
Catherine looked past him to the ivy wall and smirked:
- You can say that… But why a date? Vincent, I don't want you to take me anywhere, it may be too danger…
He didn't let her to finish and broke her speech with a kiss. Soft calming kiss that still got her to warm up…
Vincent broke a kiss to say… their lips practically touching while he spoke…
- I said "a date". I want a date. Do you want a date with me?
He kissed her again… and again… and again… Somewhere in between the kisses she said "yes".
Vincent smiled victoriously:
- Be at my place by 8 p.m. Wear something warm. Don't get your hair done.
Before she could ask questions about his instructions Vincent added:
- And now go back to the office. You're late again.
Catherine checked her watch – oh shit! – pecked Vincent in a cheek and ran out of the alley to the broad daylight of the main street.
- Oh! I didn't expect your hunting to be THAT good! Kudos, Cat!
Catherine tried to look uncomprehending of Tess's comment:
- What do you mean? I went to my car to get my phone and had a lunch at Chris's bar…
Tess nodded a bit too quick:
- Uh-huh! I wouldn't bring this alibi to the court if I were you…
With that she reached out to take something from Cat's hair. An ivy leaf.
- And your shirt buttons are uneven, Cat… Just saying…