0 comments/ 7597 views/ 2 favorites I've Arrived By: VeronikaJean I've finally arrived at one of my many destinations with my partner in crime Pierre. I pull into a parking spot front and center; I throw out my cigarette before I'm even close to finishing it. I pulled down my visor and see if the long drive has taken a toll on me or not. Thankfully my make up held up in this heat. I get out and slip into my leather coat to complete my dangerously sexy look. I put on my sunglasses to block out the mid days sun. My partner waits in the car as I strut my stuff and make my way to the door. I walk into the library; fluorescent lights brighten and really illuminate the dead space. Rows upon rows of bookshelves fill the floor and cover the walls. My heels click against the floor but stop once I'm upon the carpet. My eyes are hidden behind a pair of mirrored lens sunglasses as I scan the floor for the one I've come here to see. I don't see him anywhere so I take a few steps further into his domain. I have my friend tailing my every move watching for him, to see if I happen to catch my subjects gaze. I have coffee in one hand steaming and black, and my other hand is shoved into the pocket of my little leather coat. I am a vision of pale perfection, I sip at my coffee leaving a red lip print behind on my cup. I browse isle after isle of books waiting for my partner to enter, so I'm not alone in here. I see my target emerge from his office, oblivious to my presents. I turn away slowly and continue on blending in like a normal customer as I wait for the right moment. The front door opens and my partner enters just in time. He sees that our intended is out and on the prowl, working the floor doing his job. I face my partner and watch for his signal, so I get comfortable in the Erotica section, it only seemed fitting for this occasion. I place my coffee cup up on a shelf and remove my jacket; my arms are now exposed to the climate of the building. It's cool and comfortable but still gives me the slightest bit of chills, leaving its visible mark upon my skin for only a moment or two. I smile at my partner knowing that my outfit is a little bit much for a hot summer day in the south. Good thing he had convinced me to change into a white tank top, it had a nice deep V accentuating the girls. My partner cocks his eyebrow at me in a suggestive way as I position myself; I slid my sunglasses down to make eye contact with my partner and shake my head at him and smile devilishly. Then he gave me the signal that I have been waiting for, it was show time and the man I had been waiting for is now approaching me. I hear his footsteps on the carpet, getting closer and closer, my heart starts to race. "Excuse me miss." His voice vibrated in my chest as my back was to him. I froze in place, trying to calm down before I turned to face him. I clear my throat and take a deep breath and turn. "Yes?" I answer removing my sunglasses, so he can see my face and recognize me. "Uh..." I could see the wheels turning in his pretty little head, he knew that he knew me; he just wasn't sure, so he took a gamble. "Layla?" he finally said with a huge question in his voice. "Yes Eric, it's me." I said to him confirming his assumption I continue browsing the books. I didn't want to give him my full attention. He'd have to work for that. "What are you doing here?" he asked, while following me down the aisle. "I'm just passing through." I said and grabbed a book that seemed interesting. "Oh. Where are you off to?" he asked out of curiosity I'm only assuming. "I don't know yet." I said, and shrugged off his question. "Have dinner with me." Eric said rather than asked. "Is that a request or a demand?" I said and turned to face him for his answer. "That came out wrong, let me rephrase it. Will you have dinner with me?" he asked like he was going to add with a cherry on top. "That means I'll have to stay overnight here." I said I stood there pretending like it would be a problem. "Oh. If you're not saying overnight here than never mind I just thought..." "I think I can spare an evening for an old friend." I smiled sweetly at him. "Really? Okay." He said all happy and brimming with joy. "Well where are we going for dinner?" I asked. "Don't worry about it I'll pick you up." He said. "It'll be like a date." "A date?" I was a little surprised by his instant classification of us going to dinner. "Alright." I added after a moment. "So where are you staying?" Eric asked. "I don't know yet, I just decided to stay here." "Oh right." "Can you recommend a place?" I asked. "Oh yeah sure, there's plenty of places around." He told me and went on and on and even offered to pay for my room for the night. I had his number and left with my coffee and coat as he watched me leave. At least I'd like to think so. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it because after a performance of playing it cool like that it was well deserved. I could finally breathe out here in the open air as I leaned against my car in relief. My partner made it out of the building and approached me slowly shaking his head at the fact that I'm smoking again. "Why do you have to smoke?" Pierre asked. "Well for what I just pulled off, I deserve it." I said holding up the cigarette before taking another long drag. "Ugh....so how did it go?" he asked eager to see if it went well. "Well...." I said in between drags and a sip of coffee. "Well what? Spit it out woman!" Pierre said impatiently. I held up the phone number. "Well I got his number and I'm having dinner with him tonight." I said. "That's great!" He said and hugged me nearly making me spill my coffee. "I know!" I said and we jumped up and down in excitement. "Oh you need a new outfit for this date." He said to me all serious. "Oh crap!" I said and flicked my finished cigarette. "I'll help." He offered. "Damn straight you're helping." I said and hopped into the car and Pierre quickly got it the passenger side as I started the car. We were off as I drove in some random direction he looked for a Mall in the GPS. We ran through the Mall on a mission, Pierre found the perfect store of rocker chic and class. He dragged me into the store and threw me into a fitting room. "I'll be back with shit for you to try on." Pierre said in an authoritative way. He came back only minutes later with hanger upon hanger of dresses and shirts. "I want to see everything on you." He ordered. "Yes sir." I said and saluted him. After he closed the door I locked it and began to strip down starting with the boots and then yanked off my skin tight pants and little tank top. There were a lot of dresses to try on so I started with the lightest in color first. The first dress was pale pink and light in weight. It looked nice but not for tonight. I stepped out to show Pierre. "No, next." He said and it was his instant opinion when he saw the first dress on. I walked back in and tried on a white one, then a blue one, then a yellow one, and all of them got the same answer. Pierre came to the door to talk to me while I changed into the next dress. "There's nothing wrong with those dresses, it's just I have an idea in my head of what you should be wearing tonight." He told me in an attempt to perk up my spirits a little because he could see that he had kind of crushed them a little. "What about lingerie?" I asked through the door. "What about it?" I asked. "Should I get some, you know just in case?" "Do you really plan on sleeping with him?" he asked a little shocked. "I don't know. But what if it happens and I have on not so sexy undergarments, I'm going to be kicking myself for it." I said. "Do you want me to look?" he asked. "No I'll look." I said. "Okay I'm coming out, but I need you to zip it up the rest of the way because the zipper is stuck." "Alright, come on out." He walked up to the door and saw me in the emerald green dress that hugged my every curve perfectly. My exposed back was to him I could feel his fingers on the zipper struggling getting it to go up the last few inches. Chills came over me as I waited patiently for him to get it to go. His hand grazed my skin lightly, almost in a caress but I ignored the feelings that swept through me. "I'm going to unzip and then zip it." Pierre said to me. "Okay." I said and he started to unzip it a little ways down. "Okay I'm going to do this quickly." He told me. I just nodded and he zipped me up like nothing. "There, now let's see this one." The green dress was perfect to say the least. My hair was draped over one shoulder hiding the fact that it only has one strap. The length was at my mid thigh, but as for the rest of the dress, it wasn't particularly revealing, but it gave me the look I was going for. Pierre stood there and just looked me up and down. "What?" I asked. "I think this is the one, but you need something else." He said and thought for a moment. "I've got it, wait a minute." He disappeared for a minute and came back with what looked like tights, but really they were leggings with a lacey edge to them. "I'm sorry but you're too white, go put these on." I took the leggings and slipped them on quickly in my fitting room. I walked back out and he had more items in his hands. "What's that?" I asked peeking at his hands. "Oh well that's a very plain dress, and it looks great on you, but I thought it could use a little rocker flair." He said holding up a belt. He wrapped it around me and it was more like an oversized necklace, but it fit nicely around my hips but didn't squeeze and deform me in anyway. Then he pulled out a bracelet for one wrist and a green ring to match the dress. "I feel so gay for helping you right now, but you look great." Pierre told me before going and sitting down. "Thanks." I said to him and turned to go back into the fitting room. I decided to do a little test before I bought the stuff. First I bent down, then I sat down, then I crouched down. The dress passed all of the tests so now it was onto taking it off. I reached awkwardly behind me and grabbed a hold of the zipper and pulled down on it, but it didn't budge. In a huff I tried again and again. "Pierre!" I called out. A second or two passed and then I heard him on the other side of the door. "I need your help." I said. "Let me in then." He said. I pushed open the door and he stepped in and the door closed and locked behind him. "What now?" "It's the zipper again." I said turning and facing the full length mirror that covered one wall of this changing room. I watched as he struggled with the zipper, then he caught my gaze in the mirror and held it with his. Then he broke the silence and asked me something I never thought I would hear. "Don't sleep with him." He sounded like he was kind of begging me. "Don't ruin yourself for him, you always get addicted to him, and this will most likely crush you." I was stunned silent from his unexpected request and added comments. "I'll leave you alone to change, because my words have apparently fallen on deaf ears." I couldn't speak I just decided to act, his back was turned to me and his head was drooped. I grabbed a hold of his shoulder and turned him around to face me. He had this agitated look playing out on his face, I moved closer into his personal space. I don't know what I was doing; I just felt the need to do it. We stood there face to face; his breath lightly kissed my face as he tried to figure out what I was going to do. A new need came over me and I placed my hands on his chest and played with the lapel of his jacket. I pressed myself against him and he pushed me back against the mirrored wall and kissed me hard, the scruff on his skin scratched my face in a delicious way. I felt him unhook the belt and ripped down the zipper in back all the way down. We weren't thinking as we continued and he started to peel off the dress. I pushed him back and we both snapped out of it. Without a word he left the room breathless and as confused as I am at the moment. I changed back into my clothes and gathered the items I'm going to purchase. I walked out holding my head high and bought the few items, and then looked around for Pierre. I didn't see him anywhere; I walked out into the mall and searched and came up with nothing. So I headed to a lingerie store and picked out something that worked well with staying hidden beneath my dress. I picked out a traditional black corset that had a ribbon laced through loops in the back and was made up of lace and let my skin peek through so it was very sexy, in my opinion at least. I went for boy shorts for the panties rather than a thong and I found a pair that matched beautifully with my corset. I needed shoes still, so I checked out a nearby shoe store. I was quick in picking out the shoes; I found a pair of black suede platforms with studs and a zipper, it had a hardcore look to them. I was finished shopping and Pierre was nowhere to be found, I trudged my way back to the car in hopes maybe he was there. I pushed my way through the double doors, they were heavy glass doors, and I could see that the sun was starting to set. The heat from the day surrounded me once I stepped out onto the sidewalk. I got to the car and Pierre wasn't there yet. I threw my stuff in the back seat and decided to soak up some sun as it was fading from the sky. I lounged on the back of the car, and smoked as I did so. As I was finishing I was startled. "You know I hate it when you smoke." Pierre said from behind me. "Where have you been?" I asked. "I needed to clear my head. Are we ready to go?" he asked impatiently. "Yeah." I said and hopped down from the back of the car, and got in. Pierre sat in the passenger's seat and didn't say a word to me after that he just stared out the window. I drove to the hotel that Eric mentioned, I checked in and got the room key and headed up to the room so I could shower and get ready. I looked behind me and Pierre was still at the check in desk, and was handed a key of his own as he put his credit card back into his wallet. I hit the up button, and hoped that I could hold back my emotions and get into the elevator before he joined me. My eyes stared to water in frustration with Pierre, and finally the doors opened and I found my refuge inside and hit my floor and the closed door button. I let out a soft sob as I leaned against the back wall and the doors came together leaving me alone just for a minute. I held onto my bags and whipped away and tears that managed to escape and make a trail down my cheeks. I found my room and quickly got inside. Once the door closed behind me I set my bags down on the bed and started stripping down for my shower. Just as I finished pulling off the last of my clothes leaving them in a heap on the floor, there was a knock at the door. "God damn it." I said to myself and grabbed the robe that came with the room and looked through the peep hole as I tied the belt securely around my waist. It was Pierre. I opened the door and he just pushed his way in. "What are you doing?" I asked. "Well I got the adjoining room, and I'm here to open your door." He said and walked over to the door that leads to his room. "Wow, you stripped down fast." He said taking me in wearing the robe. I grabbed at the neck to pull it more closed. "Oh don't be shy with me now." He said and walked into his room. "What's that suppose to mean?" I asked a little annoyed and walked to the doorway that connected our rooms. "Well in the fitting room I had you in less." He said in a cocky arrogant way while stepping into my personal space and he pulled me close to him. I pushed him away, and grabbed my door. "I'll open this back up when I'm finished with my shower and everything." I said and closed the door "As you wish." He said and went to raid his mini fridge. I went and showered and washed away today's confusion and sweat, I didn't know what I was going to do about Pierre, and Eric is a whole other can of worms. I let the hot water hit me in the face and run down my body, all I knew is that I was going on this date, and let whatever happens, happen. But Pierre's words ran through my head as I did all of my necessary preparations for tonight. When I emerged from the bathroom I walked out in a cloud of steam. The room was a great deal colder than the bathroom; I put the air on even higher and finished drying off. I wrapped my hair up in the towel, and I shrugged back into my robe. I opened the door that connected our rooms and walked in on Pierre just hanging out in his boxers. "Why are you just in your boxers?" I asked and averted my gaze to the ceiling. "It's comfortable, and stop acting all shy Layla." He said and I looked at him. "I'm sorry you're my friend and I don't know about you, but with my friends I just don't see them in their underwear all that often, just hanging out." I said looking him dead in the eye. "Well I think after this afternoon we are past just friends." He said while munching on a bag of peanut M&M's. "Oh are we?" I asked "I think so." He said. "Alright, so I can just do this?" I said and let my hair down out of the towel and slinked out of my robe and just stood there stark naked. His eyes nearly popped out of his head and he choked a little on his snack. "Uh..um... yeah, if that's what you want to do." He said with his eyes fixated on my body and not my face. "I'm up here buddy." I said trying to get him to stop staring at my body. "Sorry." He said and sat up and adjusted himself. "By the way, you are the very best friend I have ever had." He said. "Am I now?" I asked and turned and walked back into my room. "Where are you going?" he asked while falling over onto his side. "Well I have to get ready." I said peeking my head back into the room and grabbed my towel and robe off the floor. "Oh okay." He said "Also I need your input on the lingerie I bought today without your help." I said as I pulled out my clothes and other garments that I bought. "I'll be happy to help." He shouted to me. "I knew you would." I said. I pulled off the tags and stickers that were on the clothes and tossed them. I pulled out my make up back and started to apply my base and then the eyes with heavy black liner and a little bit of shimmer at the inside corners. My hair was still heavy and damp from my shower, I was hoping to not have to blow dry it, but a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do. I tried my best to keep my natural wave and curl to my hair. All the while I had Pierre peeking into my room as I walked back and forth in front of the door. But from where he was sitting he had a perfect view of me as I dried my hair. When I was finished I twisted my hair back and into a braid that way it would stay out of my face and I wouldn't constantly be fussing with it. The few strays I tucked under and held it with a few bobby pins. I walked pasted the doorway again, and I slipped into my lingerie, but I needed help with the corset. "Oh Pierre." I called to him from my room and put on my heels before he came into my room. "I need your assistance." "Okay." He was in my room as I finished up with my shoes. I stood holding the corset to me and turned around so he could see the ribbon hanging there not tied. "I take it you want me to tie this for you." He said. "Yes please." I said and waited for him to start working on the ribbon. "Alright, how tight do you want it?" he asked. "Just tight enough so it stays on." I said. "I would like to be able to breathe." I added. "Okay." And he started pulling and tightening the ribbon that was laced through a series of metal loops all the way down my back. "Why did you get such a complicated corset?" he asked. "Could you honestly see me sitting here trying to do a bunch of hooks?" I asked. "I guess this is easier." He said and was almost finished. I've Arrived "Make sure you make it a nice bow at the bottom." I said. "Yes ma'am." He said to me. "Do not call me ma'am." I said. "Okay miss?" "I guess that works." I said. "Alright you're all finished, now let me see the finished product." He said and I did a little spin. "What do you think?" "I'll be right back." He said and walked back into his room, only to come back with his jeans back on. "Why did you just put your jeans on?" I asked. "Well, I certainly don't want to be popping out." He said. "Oh." "And I know you need my help to finish getting dressed." "This is very true." I said and picked up my leggings. "But first I will kick myself if I don't do this." He said and spun me around and planted a kiss on my lips. I couldn't help but go along with it, our tongues intertwined in a dance of forbidden passion, but then things started to progress as he pushed me up against the wall, and I could feel his hardness against me. That's when I had to push him back. "Okay, we can't do this, not now at least." I said breathless. He nodded and walked back into his room, not really pissed, just frustrated. "Call me when you need me to zip up your dress." He said with his back to me. "Okay." I said, and walked over to the mirror to make sure I wasn't completely disheveled. My lips were a little puffy and red from the scruff of his beard that was coming in. I hid any markings that he managed to leave on my skin, and then continued dressing. I slipped into my leggings then the dress; I got the zipper to the same spot. "Pierre!" I called out. He walked in zipped me like it was no big deal and walked back out without give me a look over. I ignored it and put on the finishing touches, like the ring and bracelet. I walked into Pierre's room, and he was just lying in bed flipping through channels. "wow." He said sitting up. "You really think so?" I said turning around to let him get the full picture. "Yes really, now go put on your leather coat and that should complete the look you're going for." He added and lay back down to continue what he was doing. "Oh here's my extra room key just in case of anything." I said and tossed the card to him. "What do you mean in case of anything? Are you planning on something going wrong?" he asked. "No, but just in case I need you for something, or you decide to raid my fridge later you're gonna have to work for it by putting on clothes and walking out into the hall." I told him and then asked. "So what are your plans for the night?" "I don't know, I might hit up a bar or something. I haven't made up my mind yet." "Well don't get too sloshed." I told him. "And I'm going to head on down now, and this door will be closed." I said. "Alright, go have fun; I expect details when you get back, if you're alone." Pierre told me in a gossipy girly way just to be funny. "Okay, I'll give you details when I get back!" I said playing along with his upbeat overly perky tone. I laughed and closed the door ending our conversation. I took a deep breath and grabbed my purse and headed downstairs to wait for my date. But before I even made it to the elevator Eric stepped out and was headed straight for me. "Hello." He said to me as he walked up with a smile on his face as he looked me up and down. "Hello yourself." I said as I checked him out, he was wearing dark wash jeans that were almost black, and a leather coat. Then I noticed the helmet in his hand. "You look great." He said and kissed me on the cheek. "Thank you, you look pretty good yourself." I said as he offered me his arm. "Aw thanks, do you mind if we go back to your room for a minute?" he asked. "You're gonna have to buy me dinner first." I said. "Don't worry, I will, I just would like to use your bathroom if you must know." He said. "Alright, I guess you can use my bathroom." I said joking around. "Thank you." He said and I let him into my room and he quickly went into the bathroom with his helmet and all. I picked up my clothes and shoved them into the empty drawers and took a seat on the sofa that was in my room. As I waited I heard a light knock on the door that joined to my room, I just ignored it. Eric came out of the bathroom and joined me on the couch. "King size bed?" he asked. "Yes." I said. "For one person?" he asked again. "I like to stretch out." I said simply. "Mm hmmmm." "What?" I asked. "Nothing, are you ready to go?" he asked. "Yes I am." I answered. He got up and offered his hand to me like a perfect gentleman. I took it and stood. "I hope you don't mind, but it's such a beautiful night out that I brought my bike." He said as we headed for the door. "Should I change into jeans?" I asked. "I think you should be fine, but whatever you're more comfortable with." He said. "I'll just be a minute." I said and grabbed my jeans out of the dresser that I just shoved them into and a t-shirt too. "There goes my outfit that I bought special for tonight." I thought to myself as I hurried into the bathroom to change quickly. I stripped down and struggled to get out of my dress. I pulled my jeans on and put on a black v-neck. I put my heels back on and walked out to lay my dress out on the desk chair. "That was fast." He said to me from the couch. "I told you I would only be a minute." "True." He said. "Are you ready now?" he asked. "Yep." I said as I pulled on my leather coat. "Alright." We talked aimlessly all the way down the hallway and the elevator ride to the lobby of the hotel. We were silent walking up to his bike; the only sound was the clicking of my heels on the cement. Then it came time for me to get on the back of the motorcycle, in skin tight jeans. "Are you ready for a ride?" Eric asked as I put on his extra helmet. I just looked at him and shook my head. "I'll be fine, just get on already." I said a little peeved that he decided to take me out on his motorcycle in the first place. "Are you sure?" He jested. "Yes." "Okay." He hopped on and started the bike like nothing. I zipped up my leather coat and tucked my clutch inside. I threw my leg over the bike and slid right into place behind him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and found pegs to rest my feet on. He kicked the stand up and now my fate rested in his hands as he balanced us on the bike, I squeezed him a little tighter. "You're not scared are you?" he asked. "I'm usually not a passenger." I yelled to him over the roar of the motorcycle. "Just hang on, and you might want to close your eyes." He said. "What?! Why?!" I exclaimed, and he gunned the bike forward. "AHH!" I screamed, like a very girly girl. I just clenched my jaw shut and I could feel him laughing as I clung to him. I squeezed a little bit, it was my way of telling him to shut up. He only laughed harder at that, we came to a stop at the driveway coming into the hotel parking lot. I took this chance to hit his shoulder. "Don't be mean." "Oh, I'm not, and you know it." He said to me over his shoulder. I slapped his shoulder again. "What was that for again?" "That was for making me scream." I said. "Fair enough, but I'm not going to get slapped later if I make you scream am I?" "Just drive." I said feeling my stomach lurch as we started out into the street. I held on tight and hoped to God we would make it to where ever he was taking me in one piece. He was zipping through traffic like it was nothing, I actually just listened to him and closed my eyes and waited for the ride to be over. After a short while I relaxed and enjoyed the wind, as we cut through it. We came to another stop, and I just figured we came to another red light, but I was mistaken once he cut the engine and I was still hanging onto him. "We're here." He told me. "You can let go." I opened my eyes and saw cars parked around us. "Oh, okay." "It wasn't that bad, was it?" Eric asked. I peeled myself off of his back quickly and got off the bike. "No." "Do I hear sarcasm?" "No" I admitted. "I'm just not use to being a passenger on a motorcycle, and I haven't been on one in quite some time." "Well don't worry, we won't be riding for a while." He said to reassure me. "Oh really?" "Yes, now shall we start walking?" He asked me. "Where are we?" I asked. "Well I will lead the way, and prepare to have a good time." He smiled sweetly at me after he said it, and offered me his arm. "To answer your question, we're down town." He said as we started our stroll onto the strip. "I figure this could be fun and see all the vendors lining the street." He pointed out. With the fading light off in the west, the sky had tints of yellow and pink and blue with the onset of the night. "I see." I smiled at him. We walked arm in arm, him and I constantly making eye contact, and to me it seemed to sizzle with our years of sexual tension. We grabbed some food from a few different vendors and found a bench to sit and enjoy the delicious provisions; we shared our selections with one another. "So since we're both stuffing our faces here, I assume the food is good." He said catching me off guard and I decide to go with it and smile at him with my cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk and nodded to him. "Cute." He said while laughing at me. "I try." I said after swallowing. "So what else do you have planned for this evening?" I asked. "I figured we would enjoy being down here for a little while." He simply said and crumpled up the napkin and whipped his face after his last bit of food. "Well shall we continue?" I asked, waiting for him to be ready. I was ready to start walking around to see what else they had going on down here, and work off some of my dinner in the process. He collected our trash and ran off to toss it out, and came back just as quickly as he went. He kept offering me his hand and I took it every time, I enjoyed the butterflies I got with each touch of his hand to mine. We enjoyed everything that the strip of vendors had to offer, and the conversation was flowing well, with only slight pauses to breathe. On a few occasions our eyes locked, and I just wanted to lean into him. But I refrained from making any kind of first move. The sun had already descended for the evening, the moon and stars were out making the night even more complete. The moon was bright and full, and shined down almost like a spot light, brightening our path even more than the street lights. "I don't know about you, but I'm kind of thirsty." Eric added into our conversation. "Me too." "Then why didn't you say something?" he asked. "I figured we would have made it somewhere eventually." "Well, I have a place in mind, would you mind getting on my bike for another ride to get there?" he asked. "Let's go." I said tugging at his arm a little in the direction of where we parked. "There's no rush." He laughed at my sense of urgency. "Yeah there is, I'm parched." I said, letting go of his arm and walked slightly ahead of him. "Well since I have such a nice view, I'll follow you anywhere." He said blatantly staring at my ass. "Hey, eyes up here." I said as I turned around and invaded his space. "Well you shouldn't flaunt your ASS-ets in such a way to make it hard for me to resist staring at them." He said as he put his hands on my hips and pulled me into him. "Calm down killer, there will plenty of time for that later." I said as I removed his hands from my hips, and interlaced my fingers with his and held his hand as we moseyed on back to the parking lot. Once we were in the confines of the parking lot and hidden from prying eyes Eric felt an urge and pulled me into his arms and kissed me gently on the lips. His hands ran up my sides and held that back of my neck as he deepened the kiss a little bit more. I hooked my fingers into his belt loops as we continued; we did a little shuffle as he made me walk backwards. I felt the cool metal of a car on my backside as Eric pushed me into it with his body. I enjoyed the kiss and all its steamy aspects, but I had to stop it before we got carried away. I bit his bottom lip in a playful manor as I pulled back. "Alright it's time to stop for now." I said I held a finger up to his lips to stop him; he exhaled dramatically against my finger as my words sunk in. "Are you still thirsty?" he asked. "Yes." "Well let's go get a drink." He said grabbing my hand and escorting me to his bike with a sense of urgency. "Where's the fire?" I asked. "Huh? Oh Sorry." He said while slowing down his pace, and looked down at my feet. "You must be having a hard time keeping up with those killer heels on." "Yeah I don't run in heels, it's a bit difficult especially with these ones." I said while we weaved around various parked cars till we finally reached his motorcycle. He handed me the helmet designated for me. "Are you sure you're ready for another ride?" he asked. "I think I'll be a better sport this time around." I said in all honesty. "Glad to hear it." He said just before he made the bike roar to life. I didn't hesitate and hopped on the back, placed my feet on the pegs and held on to his waist a little more relaxed this time around. He guided us backwards and then we were free from our parking spot to move towards our next destination. We zipped through traffic yet again, but this time I watch over his shoulder as the lights blurred passed us and enjoyed the wind on my face as it tickled my cheeks and neck. The bar we pulled up to was quaint with its red brick exterior. We hurried inside like we were running from something. Eric had his hand on my lower back guiding me through the bar, although it felt more like he was showing me off a little. I noticed as we walked through that they had Christmas lights up, I find it a little homey when a bar has lights like that, and the walls were brick as well, there was a stage in the back of the establishment, and this bar was no different than any other with its dim lights. Then we made it to a little intimate booth, I slid into a seat not expecting him to sit right next to me. "How do you like this place?" he asked as he situated himself in the spot beside me. "I haven't decided yet, it depends on how good they make their drinks." I said. "What are you having?" he asked. "My favorite." "And that is?" "You'll see." I said. "Alright Miss Mysterious." I smiled at him and the bar maid walked up. "Good Evenin', Ya'll know what you want?" she asked in a pleasant southern drawl. "Yes, I'll have a Jack and Coke, can you make that with no ice and fifty fifty?" I asked. "Why certainly darlin'." She said. "Oh can I get a glass of ice too?" "Sure." She nodded and looked to Eric for his order. "I'll have the same." He said. "Ya'll are makin' my job easy." She said before she walked off. "That's your favorite?" he asked with his jaw practically on the table. "Yes." "It's definitely not a girly drink." He said while rubbing the scruff on his chin while he tried to get passed his minor shock. "Did you think I was going to get something fruity?" I asked. "I half expected you to order something fruity, because you're a girl." "Well I don't mind fruity, but I prefer my whiskey." I said as I worked my arms free of my jacket. Eric did the same because we were going to be there for a while. "So the perks about this bar is that it's not that far from the hotel, or my house." He said as our waitress came back with a tray that had our drinks. "Here ya'll go, is there anything else I can get for you?" she asked us. "No thanks, this is fine for now." Eric spoke to her; she nodded and walked away leaving us to converse more. "Cheers, to...." He held up is glass as he thought. "To us, and finally getting around to doing this." I said. "Works for me." He said and clinked his glass with mine. I took a large gulp of my drink because I was just that thirsty. "Take it easy." "Don't worry about me, I'm a big girl, and I know how to drink, it's going to take a lot more that one drink to do the job." I said. "Well let's keep em' coming." He said jokingly. "I don't think that's the greatest ideas since I do have to ride the back or your motorcycle back to my hotel." "Okay you can't get too sloshed. I need you to actually know to hold onto me." He said. "Don't worry; I'll baby this drink for about an hour." I said and added ice to my drink to make it a tad bit colder than it was. "So Eric...." "Layla?" "Tell me something, anything." I said. "That's very vague of you, alright well......uh....... today I noticed you right away, I didn't realize it was you, I thought you were just some sexy girl that was in my store. How's that for your something?" he asked. "It was better than expected." I said with a big smile and blushing cheeks. I tried to turn away to hide my pink face but he just grabbed my chin and turn my face back towards him. "I like it when you blush." He said, which only made me blush that much more. "Okay, I won't look away anymore when I blush; you can enjoy all the shades of pink." I said with my fingers crossed under the table. He just smiled at me in response. Then the next thing I knew one of my favorite songs came on, and I lip sang. "Boy, I will be your sexy silk Wrap me around, 'round, 'round, 'round I'll be your pussycat licking at your milk Right now down, down, down" I grabbed his thigh and slowly slid my hand up. "Do you like this song?" he asked. I just nodded and continued the song. "Oh, a kiss can last all night! You'll have to seduce me, nibble and bite (Aww, yeah) But oh no no no Whoa whoa go Slow baby don't Ohhhh!" I got really into it just then. "Yes I like this song, and the best part is coming up." The song continued on without me for a little bit. "Is that so?" he asked while looking down at me as I scooted closer to him. "Will you be my medicine man? Put your hand on my chest" I grabbed his hand then and placed it on my chest. He went along with it. "Feel the bump, bump, bump, bump" I thrusted out my chest a few times and his eyes were glued on me. "Will you be my sugar rush? Make me get high with just one touch A kiss can last all night! You'll have to seduce me, nibble and bite" I got close to his neck and ear and nipped at his ear, and then I calmed down and let the song finish without me. "Well that was entertaining." He said and adjusted himself. "I certainly did think anything like that was going to happen." "I have no idea what came over, but I love that song a little bit." "Just a little bit?" he said, and I laughed. "How do I top that? I think that so far has been quite a high light." "I have a few ideas." I said and took a sip of my drink and cocked my eyebrow at him. "And what are these ideas?" he questioned. "You have to come up your own way to top my performance I just did for you." "Maybe that swig you took hit you a little harder than you thought it would." He suggested to me and nudged my arm with his elbow. "No, that's not even possible." "I think it is." "Well you are sorely mistaken my friend." I put my hand on his shoulder, and leaned into him acting like I was inebriated. "You know you're making it very difficult for me to stay put." He said as he molested me with his eyes, and moved in a little closer to me. "This was never meant to be an easy date." I said and finished my drink; I flagged down our waitress and ordered another drink for myself. I popped an ice cube into my mouth while I waited for my next drink. I turned in my seat and had my back against the wall and my legs in front of me to keep him at least that far away. My drink came to me in record time and I sipped at it slowly unlike the other one. "So what did you mean that this wasn't going to be an easy date?" Eric asked. I've Arrived "It means, I'm going to tease you, but you're going to have to work for anything that may or may not happen tonight." I said, he sat there just thinking. "How am I doing so far?" he asked. "So far.....uh.....you're going to have to do a little more." Then like it was timed perfectly Eric stood and pulled off his jacket and tossed it on seat across from me. He was wearing a deep blue button up, he didn't have it buttoned all the way up to his neck, it was low enough for his tattoo on his chest to peek out. He rolled up his sleeves real quick and took a deep breath as he smoothed back his hair. I just sat there watching, and wondering what he's doing. He held his hand out to me as a song ended and a slow one started. "Would you like to dance?" he asked. I didn't even say a word; I just grabbed his hand and got up out of the booth. "I guess that's a yes." "Of course it is. It's not often a girl is asked to dance." I said as my heels started to click on the dance floor. Then he spun me around and pulled me into him with one hand at my waist and the other holding my other hand. There were a few other couples on the floor dancing; I enjoyed the closeness, and all of his warmth that he was generating. He cleared his throat and spoke softly in my ear. "Just so you know, I don't do this for just any ol' girl." I just smiled and blushed into his shoulder. "Are you smiling and blushing?" he asked and tried to pull back a little to see my face. I calmed myself down and looked up into his brown eyes. "Yes you were." He smiled at me. I felt a pull and need to kiss him, but I held back. The song ended and we were about to disentangle ourselves from each other. "HOLD IT ALL YOU LOVE BIRDS, HERE'S ANOTHER SLOW SONG FOR YA'LL." The intro to another slow song came on. We continued our mindless slow dancing but this time Eric pulled me in a little bit more so our hips were touching. "Hmmm, I would say this is a little suggestive." I spoke into his ear. "I'm just testing out the waters." He said. "Is it smooth sailing?" I asked. "So far so good." I kissed his cheek. "What was that for?" "Well this date is going a lot better that I imagined." I said. "What did you think it was going to be a complete disaster?" he asked. "No, but I didn't have to change out of a dress that I just bought for tonight." I said. "Oh, I'm sorry. You did look great earlier, but I like you better like this, it's a little less intimidating." He said and squeezed me a little. "You're intimidated?" "Earlier I was; now we're equally intimidating to one another." "I never said I found you intimidating." I said and the song finished. I started walking back to the table with Eric on my tail. Once we were back at our table I grabbed my drink and stood there waiting for him to say something. "I'm not intimidating at all?" "You used to be super intimidating, but now that we're here, I'm not nervous." "Is it a good or bad thing?" "It's a good thing... it's a very good thing in fact." "Now why's that? And why may I ask are we standing here?" he questioned. "Well if I was intimidated by you I would be almost mute on this date, and we're standing because I want to go smoke." I bent at the waist and grabbed my things to head outside. Eric moved in behind me. "Why are you torturing me?" he whispered in my ear. "Why are you watching my every motion?" We started to sway with the music. "Because you're hard to ignore." "Well I need to smoke, and you're coming with me?" I said as I turned to almost kiss him, but pulled back from him and started heading for the door. I slipped into my jacket and pushed the door open and clicked my heels on the pavement and around to the side of the building where I parked myself leaning against the wall. I rifled through my clutch only to retrieve my lighter and one cigarette. Eric found me just as I was lighting it, and taking my first drag. "There you are." He said. "How did you manage to lose me?" I asked. "Never mind that." He said. "All that matters is that I found you." He pulled out his smokes and lit up with me. I just continued to smoke my cigarette trying to calm myself and keep myself from saying anything foolish to his latest statement. "You're awefully quiet." He said as he moved in next to me. "Is something on your mind?" he asked before taking a long drag. "Oh....Nothing's wrong." I said and mimiked him slightly. "Do you want to get out of here?" he asked. "We can if you want." I said, not really giving him an answer. "Well we can ride around for a while if you'd like." I could see him squirming for suggestions. "Sure." I said with a smile. "We need to make a pit stop though on our ride around town." "Oh?" "Yeah I need to hit up a drug store." I said and started walking towards the bike. "Right now?" "Well, yeah." I said and tossed my cigarette before it was even finished. He did the same and caught up to me. "Why do we need to go to the drug store?" he asked. "Well I need to pick up a few things." I said. "Like?" he asked. "Just things." I said and pulled the helmet on; he pulled his on and started up the bike like he was slightly annoyed with me. I hopped on and he took me to the nearest drug store like we had discussed. "Wait here I'll only be a minute." I told him and sauntered into the store. I grabbed a few accentual things like booze and condoms. I was sure that I saw a vending machine at the hotel. At the register I laid out my items and the man behind the counter looked at me, I could feel his eyes running up and down my body as he bit his lip ever so slightly. "That is one lucky guy." The man said to me with his scratch unused voice. "It's not a sure thing, but I'd rather be prepared." I said. "Know what I mean?" I added a wink at the end. I stuffed the condoms into my secret pocket inside my jacket and wrapped the booze up tightly in the bag the man gave me, and stuffed it into my coat too. "Have a good night." The man behind the counter called to me as I walked out the door. "Oh I will." I said over my shoulder, Eric heard me and he was sitting there smoking on his bike with his helmet resting on his thigh. "You will what?" he asked. "Oh it's nothing." "Okay miss secretive, you're going to have to let me in on your idea sometime soon." "You'll see soon enough." I said and grabbed his hand to take a hit of his cigarette; I blew the smoke in his face when I exhaled. "You know what that means right?" he asked me. "Yes, and?" "I was just making sure." "I wouldn't assume anything just yet Mister." "It's a good thing that I don't assume." "I guess so." He held up his cigarette for me to take another drag. "Thank you." I said after. "You're welcome." "Okay we have two options here." I started. "And those are?" he asked. "First we can do what we planned which was to go on a ride around town, and then back to the hotel......or...." "Or?" "Or....we can go back to the hotel now and get drunk." I said pulling the wrapped up booze out just a little so he would see it. "Well if I get drunk that means I have to stay overnight..... with you." "Okay." I said. "You're okay with that?" "Yeah why not? I've known you for quite some time now, and I think I could kick your ass if I needed to." I said. "Let's test this out." "Maybe later." I said. "So back to the hotel now?" he asked. "Well if you want to drink, then yes." "Sounds good to me." He said and tossed the cigarette. I hopped on back and helmet was on in a jiffy. I think he took the long way to the hotel because I don't remember it taking that long of a ride. But at one point he held my hand in his as we rode down the barren streets; the lights were just streaks of light zipping by as he took this winding path. We turned down a side street and pulled into a drive way. "What are we doing?" I asked. "I got to grab a few things and check on a few things." He said and shut off his bike. "And we'll be taking the car back." He said and waited for me to get off the back. I gave him his extra helmet after I got off the bike. "Danke Schoen." I smiled at him. "I could get use to that." He said pointing to my smile. "I don't know if you could." I squinted at him. "Aw Baby, why do you say that?" "We'll see how tonight goes." I said and he pushed his bike back behind the house to some unknown spot. He came jogging back to me. "Do you want to come in for a minute?" he asked. "Sure." I said awkwardly. He walked up the few steps he had, and unlocked the door and held it open for me. "After you." He said. I silently stepped into the darkness of his house and heard my heels click on hard wood floors, and I waited for my eyes to adjust or for him to come in and turn on some lights, and to my rescue he flipped a light switch and my eye sight was returned to me. I blinked trying to get use to the light; I looked around the front room as he walked off and gathered various odds and ends. I looked around, not really finding anything incriminating. He had his couch nestled under the front window, which had the lights from the street peaking through the blinds. I was just about to sit when I heard Eric call my name. "Layla." I peaked my head into the next room, which was the kitchen he had the light on over the stove. "Where are you?" I called out into the rest of the house. "Listen to my voice and follow it." He said. I did what he said and I took a few steps in the direction I thought he was. It only got darker and darker as I walked towards the back of his house. "Keep talking!" I called out to him. "What would you have me talk about?" he asked. "Sing a song for all I care." I said. "I danced with you tonight, now you want me to sing for you?" "It was just an idea that's all." "I get what you're saying, but I'll just speak if that's alright with you." "That's fine." "Good, now make sure you don't run into a wall or anything, or possibly trip on anything." "What could I possibly trip on?" "I don't know, you told me that I make you clumsy." "Oh...." I knew exactly where he was but I was enjoying this way too much, so I stood next to the doorway and out of view. "Where are you? It really shouldn't be taking this long." "Well you reminded me that you make me clumsy, now I'm just being extra careful." "Well I guess that's good, but I'm coming in after you now." "No need to." I stepped in front of the door way. He had one foot in the house. "I see that there's no need." "But if you still want to come in after me, feel free." I said and started walking back into the darkness of the house. I walked quickly up to the door way but I was already down the hall from him. "I will get you." He said. "I know." He ran through the house and hugged me so hard; it was as if I was going to slip out of his arms. Then he swept me off my feet, and I clung to him as he carried me through the house and out the back door. He stood there holding me in his arms in the darkness I could tell that he was looking down at me with this devilish smile. "What?" I asked. "Nothing, I think I'm going to put you down now. Promise me you won't run back into the house." "Okay I promise." "Oh, and close your eyes." He said to me as he placed me back on my feet. "Ooookay." I said with a hint of hesitation in my voice. He waited for me to close my eyes, but I couldn't for some odd reason. He placed his forehead to mine and said. "Close. Your. Eyes." I took a deep breath as his words washed over me and closed my eyes like he had said. "Alright wait here." He said. He left me standing there in the darkness with my eyes closed waiting for god only knows what. I could tell through my eye lids that he turned on some lights, then I felt him grab a hold of my hands again. "Okay you can open them now." He told me. I let my eyes flutter open and then my vision came back into focus, he had twinkling lights and lanterns set up everywhere around his patio and backyard, they gave off this magical glow that was intoxicating and made you not want daylight or leave. I did a spin to take it all in. "You like?" "yeah." I said with a smile. "I thought you would." "Do you have it like this all the time?" I asked. "No, only for special occasions, like dancing." He said. "You didn't do this for me did you?" "Yeah, I did it this afternoon, just after I saw you and made plans. Would you like to stay and have a drink here and enjoy this a little longer?" he asked. "Well since you went through all the trouble of putting all of this up for me, we might as well stay for a bit." "Good, drinks will be coming right up." He said and ducked back into the house. I took off my jacket and placed the booze I just bought on the table that was a little rusted from the elements from being out here. I made sure the condoms stayed put, and didn't fall out of my coat. I then pulled out a cigarette and my trusty little lighter. I sat there and smoked waiting for Eric and my drink; I couldn't help but smile to myself as I sat there and thought about how long it took to do all of this work with the lights. As I sat there thinking he came back with two drinks filled to the brim, I got up to help and then some spilled over the edge and onto our feet. "Damn." He said not really pissed, more like annoyed that he spilled a little. "It's alright." I said and took my glass from him to free at least one of his hands. I sipped at it so it wasn't so full anymore. "I'll grab a towel." He said and took a sip before he set down his drink and headed back into the house. He was quick with the towel and sat down in the chair closest to me. "Here put your feet up here." He said and slapped his leg as my personal foot rest. "I can do it." I said sitting up and held out my hand for the towel. He pulled his chair to face mine and pushed me back in my seat, then picked up one leg. "No." he said as he took off my heel and set it on the table then started wiping my foot dry, he picked my shoe back up and dried it out. He slipped my killer heel back onto my foot, I felt like Cinderella while he did it. Then he gestured for me to put my other foot up on his lap. I did and he did the same to that one too. "There, all dry now?" he asked. "My feet are." I said being playful. "What's that suppose to mean?" he asked while wiping his hands clean. "Nothing." I cocked my one eyebrow at him. "You're thinking naughty thoughts aren't you?" Eric asked me while adjusting himself and clearing his throat like it honestly caught him off guard that I would have dirty thoughts. "What if I am?" I asked. "Well that depends." "What does it depend on?" "Well if I am part of these naughty thoughts." He said. "I wouldn't have it any other way." I said right as he took a drink, he started to cough a little. "Oh really?" he asked and I had this devilish smile. "You aren't by chance thinking about doing any of these thoughts of yours?" "It depends." I said sitting up and leaning over my legs and placed my drink on the table. "On?" He mimicked me and the way I was sitting, I could count his eyelashes he was so close to my face. "You." I said while looking down at my nails. He picked my head up by my chin because he was truly curious to what I was thinking. "What about me?" his eye bore into mine with such intensity. "If it's what you really want." "I would be thrilled for anything to happen between us." He said. "It's not every day that you get to meet your possible dream girl." He let that statement hang in the air between us. "So, I'm your dream girl?" "I'd say you're in the ballpark." His eye lids looked heavy just then, and I could feel my getting heavy as well. "What's going to happen when your dream girl has to leave?" "Hopefully we'll figure out something before then." He said and then tucked a stray hair behind my ear and then pulled my lips into his waiting ones. My eyes closed and my heart betrayed me and started racing and skipping beats at the tender kiss went on. My cigarette went out before I dropped it while he pulled me into his lap. I sat with my legs draped over the arm rest, he cradled me and stood with me still kissing him as my arms wrapped around his neck. He walked to the door and set me down on my feet and pulled back out of the kiss. "Pause." He said and grabbed my hand and led me through the house to a super dark room. "Wait here." He said, and walked off into the bed room while I stood at the doorway. I heard a click and then a little lamp lit up a corner of the room. Then I saw a bed next to the side table, and my eyes really opened and he was standing there next to the bed. "What do you think is going to happen here?" I asked before I even stepped into the room. "If you're not exactly comfortable we can go back outside." He offered. "Yeah, not yet we still have to get back to the hotel." I said and turned around and headed back for the back door. Eric grabbed me by the wrist. "Wait a minute." And he walked me back into the room. "Can you humor me for a minute?" he asked. "That all depends on what that is exactly." "Well I want to see what it's like to have you in my bed, there might be some kissing, but all close will be staying on." He said quickly. "Layla? What do you say?" "I guess we can do that." I said and headed for the bed. He stopped me. "Shoes off though." I slipped my shoes off and then climbed in on top of the blankets. He just looked down at me while he took off his shoes. "Hmmm....." "What?" I asked. He chewed at his lip while he thought for a minute. He stood there roughing up his scruff on his chin. "You're going to have to get under the blankets." He broke the news to me like it was bad news. "Oh, okay." I said and quickly got under them. He got in with me then and slipped his arm under my neck. He pulled me close to him. "Layla, I need you to relax, and undo your hair." I reached for the hair tie and pulled it out and shook out the braid in my hair. He ran his fingers through the waves and curls that my hair had. "Now all you need to do is relax." He smiled at me, and that did it for me, I melted to his side and draped my leg over his, and hugged him with my arm that was free to do as it pleased. My ear was resting on his heart and I just listened to its rhythmic beat. "How's this?" I asked. "It will have to do." He said. "What?" I was a little offended because I am an excellent snuggler. "I said we were going to keep our clothes on, if we were naked and a little sweaty, it would be better." He said. I looked up at him shocked that he was so ballsy. "what?" "Nothing." "Well in that case." He rolled on top of me and started kissing me more forcefully than before, our legs we intertwined. H slid his arms under me and held himself up that way. His kisses took my breath away as we progressed to thrusting at one another and pulling at clothes in an attempted to control ourselves. I could feel his cock getting hard, and I could feel that I was soaking my panties. Moans escaped me as he spread my legs so he could be between them, and then bumped against me making it harder for me to keep my moans in check. I couldn't help myself from thinking 'I wish I could give myself to you.' But I knew better than to think such things. I my thoughts became too much and I finally had to push him off of me. I scooted myself to the foot of the bed and put my face in my hands completely unsure of what I should do. I know that in the end I'll just get hurt. "What's wrong?" he asked completely surprised that I pushed him away like that. "We should get back to the hotel." I said the words reluctantly. "Oh, okay if that's what you want." I could hear the disappointment in his voice. "I'll grab my keys then." He shoved his feet back into his boots and walked heavy footed through his house in search of his keys, I could hear him slamming draws closed after he was finished rummaging through them. I grabbed my heels and went out the back door. I put on my coat and then my heels; I smoked a much needed cigarette and finished my drink. He came bounding through the back door with his keys in hand and this pissed off look on his face.