Part 29
Two souls enter the hall, eyes immediately turn scrutinizing them from head to toe…looking for a fault yet finding none.
Both part ways…one heading towards the clustered group of shocked women and the other towards the bar…
Admiring glances are cast…
Body firm and masculine, is now holding a single champagne glass and sipping occasionally, he is the object (hypothetically speaking that is) of desire of many…yet alone his eyes search for one…wanting to devour only her…
As his eyes lay upon her, he is joined by a group of business men who immediately delve deep into the matter of "finance".
Yet he ignores them...tuning out…
Watching her slender fragile frame moving as she talks, a tingle of pleasure sears through his skin….making him clutch his glass tighter...he takes a meek gulp to stead his urge and want.
As his colleagues ramble…he just allows himself to get further lost…
Her hips sway as she walks now to some ladies, many other eyes follow, and engages in a conversation....pushing her hair towards the back.
Suddenly…music is started…and a slow number comes up inviting many to the floor…
Gulping his drink…he moves forward like prey intent on catching its victim…
A deep voice hits her ears…making her hush and the women who surround look on with "mock" jealousy.
"Care to dance…" He is holding his hand out…
She looks at the outstretched hand, moving slowly her gaze to his thick clouded eyes…she is lost…so deep and penetrating…
Having no control over her body she replies in a meek nod, putting her shaking fingers in his firm hold…
Pulling her towards him, allowing his fingers to trail over her bare waste and tighten, he walks to the dance floor where now many couples stand lost in one another…
Pushing her delicate fingers now through his…he guides her slowly to the rhythm of the music…forcing her nearer him…making her head rest against his throbbing heart…
Hearing his rhythmic heartbeats that speak volumes, she relaxes….closing eyes…
He releases his hold from her waste moving slowly up to her back.... …trailing fingers now softly in a passionate stance…up and down…making her stifle …forcing herself deeper into his chest….and tightening hold.
She can't resist the temptation to give into his passion….his finger continue to torture, she manages to whisper…
"jai…please…(pauses…closing eyes) stop…"Her gentle voice hits his ears…and he looks down at her tortured yet still content frame…
Feeling his eyes…she looks up….
Both are locked…
His head slowly bends and lips part…she feels the cool rush of air on her face yet she moves not her position, waiting his next move…
He catches hers in a fury of passion…
The kiss is soft and gentle...caressing her throat…his name is on the tip of her tongue…yet nothing is heard.
Moments later only does he let go…fully content, seeing her swollen lips…
His fingers continue to explore…she shudders…
He whispers…"bani…maybe we…should… (Pauses…trailing of his sentence…seeing her in complete content)"
Both sway in motion to the soft music, lost in the ripples of time unaware of their surroundings only of one another…his fingers constantly…moving up and down her back… going towards her blouse strings…pulling now…undoing all…..( her long black hair covers all, the back of the blouse)
…his eyes are erupting in an unknown passion of want…
From the far corner amongst the darkness a single man stands holding his champagne flute, drowning all too fast. His eyes rest on her firm content shivering lust filled frame.
He had seen the kiss and had burned in jealousy…
Refilling his glass…he gulps down even faster…and emerges from his cocoon...walking in firm strides towards "them"…
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Hello all,
Was listening to some music…and a song just reminded me of this…the dance that is….
So wrote it quickly down!
Will try and update soon!
If this part is in any way too explicit then do excuse and I humbly apologies…
SORRY! As it truly was not meant to be!
Waiting for comments!
Luv ya
Sweetu.
Edited by sweetu144 - 18 years ago
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