And you all thought I'd left you hanging with that last steamy chapter. Stay tuned because the steaminess hasn't stopped yet! There's no cooling off or turning back now! :D
As all of us fans of the original Fright Night recall, "Good Man In a Bad Time" was the song playing when Jerry seduced Amy in Club Radio. It is featured on the original soundtrack and is by Ian Hunter. I don't own this song.
Lily woke up later than usual that morning after the fitful sleep she had the night before. As she sat in bed, her knees hugging her chest, she absently wondered if she was going insane.
'This is too weird' she thought, biting her lip anxiously 'First I imagine a sexual dance with Jerry that didn't happen...now I open my eyes to find that I'm stark naked in front of my balcony window feeling like I was about to orgasm...what the hell is happening to me?'
She considered calling Jane but stopped herself...wasn't Jane always telling her that she read too much into things?
"Maybe I should worry about this tomorrow" she murmured to herself, remembering her rendezvous with Jerry "I have a LOT of preparing to do...I want this night to be perfect!"
With that, she climbed out of bed and quickly got dressed...
... After she finished her morning ritual, she decided to go to Boulevard Mall to buy a new dress. It had been a long time since she indulged herself and she knew it was beyond overdue to get something flirtier than her usual garb.
Always used to her "librarian" clothes, as Jane and Doris had both previously labeled, she decided to go to a different kind of store and buy a dress she normally would never considered buying.
Every time she went shopping with Doris, she would pass a certain red dress in the window of a store called Sirens. She would stop and stare at it wistfully, until Doris would catch her and try to get her to go into the store. Never in her life did she think that she was actually going to get it, just for her devilishly handsome and mysterious neighbour.
On the inside, she was in sheer disbelief when she walked into Sirens and grabbed the dress in her size. It was a short cocktail dress...bright red...with a halter top and plunging neckline. She always knew she had the curves and legs for this dress...she just didn't have the courage to let herself get it...and now she was buying it without trying it on.
After her trek to Sirens, she headed to Victoria's Secret to find lingerie that would compliment the dress. It was only a matter of minutes before she found what she was looking for...a red lacy bra with matching lacy bikini panties. Those went into her bag of purchases just as quickly as the dress.
Lily was on a roll...it was almost like someone else was doing the shopping while they inhabited her body.
Her final stop was at Sephora, where she found some smoky eyeliner and some coordinating eye shadow. With a bottle of gold nail polish selected as well, they were purchased.
It wasn't until she was sitting in her midnight blue Pontiac G5 that she fully realized what she had just done.
'Hell's bells!' she thought to herself, looking at everything she had just bought on an impulse 'I think I've just broken the librarian-to-vixen record'
She then thought about how she let herself live in obscurity...hiding herself in plain sight. She finally snapped.
"Never again" she said, with conviction as she started the ignition "It's time I had a real life. I'm sick of living in the shadows of pain and insecurity. Time to show the world...and Jerry...what I am made of!"...
... The hours crawled by interminably as Lily slowly got ready for her dinner with Jerry. She spent the afternoon plucking, exfoliating, washing, and moisturizing...and that was just her face. The rest of her body was soon to follow.
She took a long, hot shower, taking the time to shave and exfoliate her legs before using jasmine scented body wash.
Soon, all she had left to do was get dressed. Glancing at the alarm clock in her bedroom, it was either now or never. It was finally 7:55 pm...only five minutes before she was to be next door.
As she slipped on her dress, she admired her reflection in the full length mirror. Gone was the bookish, quiet musician, for in her place stood the vixen that Jerry had seen himself on Saturday night. She put on a pair of clear high heeled sandals and applied dark lipstick before leaving her room and ultimately her house.
Inside closed corners...night's calling under blood red skies.
Feeling exhilarated, she headed to Jerry's front door and eagerly knocked. Almost immediately, Jerry answered, his slanted grin turning into awe when he got a good look at her. He was clad in dark jeans and that tight black button up shirt she saw him wearing at the club...she loved that shirt on him, especially since it hugged his muscular frame in a way she liked.
She had decided in advance to play the vixen.
"Do you like what you see?" she purred, enjoying the way his eyes roamed back and forth from her face to her breasts.
"Uh, come in" he managed to say as he regained his composure.
Lily walked inside, expecting to see a house full of furniture but became puzzled at the emptiness she saw.
"Unpack much?"
"Oh, uh, I'm not done with that" he said, hanging his head boyishly "Been too busy with work and stuff"
As they neared his kitchen, Lily felt more at ease when she noticed a couple of chairs and an immense flat screen television in the living room area. She loved the open concept kitchen.
"I like what you've done to the place" she said, turning to face Jerry, who was just standing there behind her.
This madness starts burning...the victim of a strange desire.
"Mmmm" he murmured sexily, a hand running up and down his chest "You're ripe...ripe for the taking"
Lily felt her control of the situation ebb away when she saw the intense, hungry look in his dark eyes. She had never seen a man look at her like that before...not even Buck.
"Why thank you" she murmured in what she hoped was a sexy voice "And you look very hot yourself"
"I have a confession to make" he said, mock-sheepishly, his slanted grin returning as he advanced on her like a predator "The dinner part was just a ruse...I just needed an excuse to get you to come over here"
Mistaken, we follow...restless emotions take you down. Unwilling, still hunger...for lustful pleasures I have found.
"And here I am" she said with a small smile as she revelled in the attention he was giving her "So your plan worked...now what would you like to do with me?"
He now stood so close to her that she could feel his hot breath against her cheeks. She heard him inhale deeply, and a sensual feeling washed over her. He then bent down to whisper two words she'd been hoping to hear.
He's a good man in a bad time
He's a good man in a bad time
"Follow me"
With that, he took her hand and led her upstairs to the master bedroom.
"Close your eyes" he whispered again, making her shiver. She willingly did what he told her to do.
'I like where this is going' her inner voice sighed in pleasure as he led her inside the room.
Soft voices seduce you...a butterfly in a spider's web.
'Let yourself go' said a different voice in her head...it sounded like Jerry's...he must have whispered it.
He let go of her hand as they slowly walked somewhere in the room, possibly the center. She then felt something cool against her legs and stopped, waiting for his next command.
"Open your eyes" he commanded sexily, wanting to see her eyes.
Infectious behaviour...you're damned to do it all again (and again and again and again...)
She blinked, suddenly awestruck by the vision around her. She could only stare at the lush heaven she now stood in. Candles were glimmering everywhere, the scented erotic lights glimmering off of his pale skin, especially off his chest, which was just suddenly revealed to her. The intense look in his eyes told her that this wasn't any game...this was for real.
"Come closer" he murmured, gesturing to the center of the room. She slowly walked towards him, silently wondering what would happen next. She reached out to touch him but he slowly backed away, shaking his head and sexily wagging his finger as his trademark grin appeared again.
He's a good man in a bad time
He's a good man in a bad time
She opened her mouth to say something but he silenced her immediately, putting a finger to her lips.
"Stand perfectly still" he murmured again, licking his lips in anticipation "Let me look at you"
With that, he circled her...much in the same manner as he had in her dream about their encounter at Ra. Feeling a sense of déjà vu, Lily shivered as she tried to track his movements.
"You look just as sexy as you did at the club" he said, as he circled her "You summoned me to you with just a mere look"
Confusion washed over Lily as she sensed he was behind her. She tried to distract herself by looking at her surroundings. The bed was covered in black silk, a canopy of gauzy fabric cocooning it in a secluded erotic playground. The walls were a soft gunmetal grey color, with gothic prints on the walls, all depicting darkness. The main color was the redness of the candles and a bouquet of red roses, the rich color contrasting against the dark intimate shades of the room. This room was a reflection of him. Dark, sensual, and completely contrasted it contained elements that were soft and hard, gentle and firm; a dream. Taking a deep breath, she waited for him to speak again.
Don't cry, darling...I'll be with you..
Much to her surprise, he stepped closer to her and pulled her body into his so that there was no space in between their bodies. His hands caressed a trail from her shoulders and to her hands, before resting on her hips. Although his hands were still oh-so-cold, it was a pleasurable contrast from the heat coming from the candle flame.
Her breath hitching in her throat, she felt him descend slowly...at a maddening pace until his hands made their way under the short skirt of her dress. She closed her eyes.
"Good god" she gasped, shuddering in pleasure as his cold hands found their way to her lacy panties.
She then gasped again as she felt him lifting up the skirt for an up-close and personal view. It wasn't until she felt his mouth against her right side, sliding down to get a grasp of the fabric that she shuddered, her knees threatening to buckle.
Feeling his mouth tug at her panties, pulling them down part-way so he could plant heated open-mouthed kisses at the juncture of her thigh from his impossible angle, she moaned in ecstasy, giving him the control he was looking for.
All night, darling...deep within you
He slowly stood up, letting his cold hands make their way upwards. He put one arm around to her chest, and the other around her waist, making sure they were moulded together again as one.
"Lily" he whispered in her ear seductively as he snugly cupped his hand intimately between her legs "Do you remember this? Do you remember our dance at Ra?"
He's a good man in a bad time
He's a good man in a bad time
He's a good man in a bad time
He's a good man in a bad time
He's a good man in a bad time
Lily's eyes flew open in confusion.
"Jane told me it didn't happen" she said, fighting the urge to moan again as he nuzzled her neck possessively. A low chuckle escaped his lips.
"Oh, uh, she said that because I made sure she didn't remember" he murmured, his tongue sliding along the nape of her neck, making her shiver.
"What are you talking about?" Lily demanded, dread forming in the pit of her stomach now.
He ignored her question, placing hot open-mouthed kisses from the nape of her neck to that oh-so-pleasurable spot she had near the front. She felt his tongue lace invisible patterns where his lips moved and soon, he started the nibbling that felt so familiar to her.
She opened her mouth to speak but was immediately silenced when she felt the familiar sharp sting. Gasping, she felt the eventual liquid warmth and fell to her knees in utter shock...