Descripción
************ In the bar, I was standing in the black dress when two hands comes to rest on my waist I turn to see who has the audacity to be this discreet (sarcasm) and again I am struck hard by the sight of the gorgeous stranger I met some days earlier. I looked in to his eyes and he looked back, his gaze was heated and his hands were creeping upward. I put mine on his forearm to stop his advance. He took a step forward and like second nature I took one back, continued his forward march while I continued my backpaddling, and I realized it when I hit my back hard against a mirrored wall in the secluded corner of the bar, that I was trapped in between his forearms and mirror, all this time and his gaze was still boring into mine. He dropped his eyes to my lips, which I licked, then towards the base of my neck where it meets shoulder. He looked into my eyes again at this time he licked his lips as if to say something then stopped. His face started descending towards my lips but then he was suddenly kissing my throat, I sighed in response and he pressed his hardened body into mine. He moved towards my shoulder pushing my boated neck down dress, pressing feather kisses there. My hands in his hair, which were very soft and his hands were digging into my waist. He turned my body so that my back was against his chest. He kissed the nape of my neck and then continued his torment down on my spine simultaneously pushing his lower abdominal into me. **************** Meet Christina Jones, a last college student still living in with her bestfriend trying to enjoy her life and complete her majors so that she can plop onto a good Job and built her dream house near a creek. What will happen when she notice that she has been followed lately by a gray eyed man. A man who is always there whereever she goes even before she has reached the place. She is terrified and intrigued but she doesn't know its like playing with fire. All rights reserved.
1. Its a BAG!
