Free Virgin Dancer by Deborah Court Page A

she had put on after showering. It was his, and several sizes too large, so it slipped down over one of her shoulders, revealing a good part of her cleavage.
    "Hello," she crooned, secretly hoping he wouldn't laugh about her inexperienced attempts to play the seductress. "Were you looking for somebody, perchance?"
    He didn't laugh, to her relief, nor did he even smile. Instead, he simply stared at her; and she shuddered with delight when those pale grey eyes lingered on her face with an expression that could only be described as raw hunger. Then his gaze wandered deeper, to her sparsely covered body.
    "Indeed I did," he said, putting down the large paper bag and takeaway coffee he had been holding on a small marble table. "I was looking for the woman whom I had the honor of loving for the first time last night," - this made her blush against her will -,"to ask her if she'd like to spend the day with me, and maybe another night."
    This left her speechless, and she simply looked at him. She had half expected him to send her away, now that they had made love. A slow pain spread in her chest, caused by the knowledge that she was betraying him. But at the same time, she yearned to be in his arms again, to feel him, to take him deep into her body.
    It seemed as if he knew her thoughts, for he crossed the distance to where she stood with a few steps and placed both hands against the wall, beside her head. He looked like a predator, his eyes glowing with primal, male desire. He bent his head, just brushing her lips with his. Jade closed her eyes in surrender, moaning when he wordlessly grabbed her around the waist and kissed her like a madman. He pushed her further against the wall until her breasts were crushed against his chest.
    His tall body seemed to be all around her, his hands exploring her body and shoving her tight dress down while he devoured her with his mouth, ravishing her. His tongue touched hers when she opened her mouth for him, playing with her skillfully. But it felt as if it was more than pure lust. He kissed her like he cherished her, worshipped her like a goddess.
    She was carried away by a sea of emotions that swamped over her, turning her into a creature that was born to love, to desire a man. She hardly felt it when he opened her robe and let it slide down her body, to the floor. Being naked in his arms left her unable to hold herself back any longer. Suddenly, she had her hands all over him, too; stroking the back of his head, his neck, strong shoulders and back, drawing him closer to her.
    Jade tugged at his shirt and drew it over his head, impatiently. Several buttons flew in every direction, and he laughed, but sighed when her breasts pressed against his naked skin.
    "I want you so much, Jade. I need you," he said hoarsely, while he lifted her up in his strong arms. He grabbed her upper thighs and placed her long legs around his waist. Then he brought up her arms over her head, pinning them against the wall with one hand.
    "You know, I wanted you from the moment I first saw you in the club," he continued. "When you finally looked at me, your beautiful eyes were on me, all the time. They seemed to beg me to make love to you, to take care of you. I've never felt like this before. You drive me crazy, Jade, and I don't seem able to stay away from you, no matter how hard I try. You bring out the cave man in me. I want to own you, possess you. Last night was a first-time experience for me too, in a way."
    "Alrik," she whispered, but threw her head back and moaned as she felt the head of his cock probing her womanhood, rubbing against her before he entered her, very slowly while he held her safe in his strong arms, her naked back pressed to the wall.
    Kissing her again, he started to move within her, going deeper with every single thrust. She closed her eyes and hid her face against his neck. He was large, and it felt incredible to feel him filling her, stretching her gently until her tight inner walls gave