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Dance of Seduction Ch. 01

By: Oupa99



This is basically a love story and of course all characters are over 21. I want to thank stg0936 for the original idea, although I deviated from his idea during the writing of the story. I also want to thank Navaura for her spot on editing and suggestions for the improvement of this story. This story is as much hers as it is mine and because of Brandy the dialogue is richer and everything is much more accurate. This is a team effort and a much better story because of her efforts to keep me accurate.

I hope all of you enjoy the story as much as we did writing it.

Chapter 1 - The Shoot

Because of his massive size Mike was in large demand as extra security for various events and this was one of those times. Like every cop, Mike picked up a few extra dollars by working security in various capacities. At 6'4" and 260 pounds of solid muscle, this time Mike had been called in to be extra security on a photo shoot and he freely admitted that being surrounded by scantily clad, stunningly beautiful women was not a bad way to pass the afternoon. In this case, he had taken three days of vacation to work the security.

Mike was actually relegated to interior security so he was mostly tasked with making sure nobody interfered with the entertainers. This gave him ample opportunity to observe all of the dancers, or he assumed that's what they were. All eight of the women were dressed in slightly opaque leotards that were cut high on the hips and dipped low between their breasts. The leotards were skin tight and looked like they had been painted on. They were transparent enough to make out hints of everyone's navels and nipples.

All the women had slender waist and hips, smallish breasts, graceful, lithe, dancer's bodies with long hair, different colors in different styles. They varied in height from approximately 5 foot 3 to 5 foot 9 and every one of them had a spectacularly beautiful face to match their stunning figures. But there was one woman that drew Mike's eyes. 

She was one of the smallest women there with a tiny waist, slender hips and butt, with just enough breasts to provide spectacular womanly curves. Like all the others she was spectacularly beautiful but there was something different about her. As she walked around the set she had grace that was hard to define as she walked. She glided seductively as though every step she took was part of an intricate dance. Her eyes were what really separated her from the other beautiful women. They were a pale green and when contrasted with her golden tanned skin and pale brown hair, the combination was very exotic and attractive.

However, it wasn't the color of her eyes that drew Mike in; it was the shy haunted looks that seemed permanently etched in eyes. Her extraordinary grace and beauty belied the seemingly painful shy and troubled look in her eyes. As all the dancers milled around waiting for something to happen, Mike would glance around the perimeter making sure everything was okay, but his eyes always came back to this captivating dancer. Whenever she saw him looking at her, she would blush and turn away as though she was afraid to be noticed.

How could an extraordinarily beautiful woman who happened to be in the entertainment industry, on stage all the time, shy away from other people? Mike was intrigued. He wondered what her story was and resolved to find out more about this intriguing women. 

Mike noticed a commotion on the left-hand side of the stage. A man with a camera was ranting and raving, visibly upset about something. He was screaming at anyone who would listen. Mike concluded that he was the photographer for this event. Why he was upset, he had no idea, so he migrated over to that area to see if he could be of any assistance.

Mike walked over to where the photographer was letting one of his underlings bear the brunt of his frustration and asked if he could help resolve any problems. The photographer first glanced over at Mike in annoyance and was about to tell him to mind his own business, but did a double take, looking at the magnificent male specimen standing before him. He realized in this moment, that his problems might be solved. Whipping back around to face Mike and ignoring the underling, whom a few seconds ago he had been berating, he inquired. "Who are you again?"

"My name is Mike and I'm on the security staff here. What seems to be the problem?" Mike queried.

"Well, the problem is, everyone is here except the male model scheduled to be the centerpiece in our photo shoot. He's a no show today." The photographer gave Mike a long appraising look and continued. "You would be perfect. Have you ever done any modeling?"

Mike had actually done a photo shoot on police fitness routines for a fitness magazine and told the photographer so. But he added. "I'm a policeman and I see where you're headed, but before I could commit to anything you would have to run it up my chain of command. We have morals clauses and I not going to risk my job for one off model shoot."

"First things first." said the photographer." Could you take off your shirt and let me see your build and see if you would fit the bill?"

Mike certainly didn't see any harm in this, so he stripped off his black polo shirt and revealed his ripped torso. Mike worked hard at keeping his body in tip top shape and that was readily apparent as he stood there topless. From his bulging muscular arms, broad muscle defined chest, small waist and tight defined six pack abs, Mike was the epitome of the masculine Adonis.

The photographer vigorously started nodding his head up and down, started mumbling things to himself about sets and costumes and then said. "Yes, yes you're perfect. Who do I have to call to get permission for you to be in my photo shoot?"

Mike gave him the name of Capt. Greene and said that ultimately the police communications office and lawyers would also have to sign off. The photographer nodded to his assistant and make sure that he got all the information and then mumbled something about calling the mayor. Abruptly, the photographer turned grabbed his assistant and walked off and Mike was left standing there with his shirt off. Mike shrugged and put on his shirt and then turned back to the stage where all the dancers were. As he did, he saw that intriguing dancer with the green eyes staring at him, but as his eyes connected with hers she once again blushed and turned away.

Mike decided he'd had enough of the cat and mouse game and boldly walked over to where all the dancers were congregating around the circular stage. He walked up to the beautiful green eyed dancer and introduced himself.

"Hi, my name is Mike and I figured since we would be working together we should at least know each other's names." He said as he held out his hand.

She looked up and met his eyes, startled at his sudden approach and then immediately dropped her eyes in embarrassment. She reached out and put her tiny hand in his. Her hand was engulfed in his massive palm as she complied, "Jennifer."

In that instant as their hands touched, she felt something, electricity or a tingling that traveled up her arm, giving her goosebumps. She lifted her eyes to their hands clasped and then raised them further to gaze into Mike's warm brown eyes. She held his gaze for a few heartbeats and felt his strength and kindness flow into her. Then she realized what she was doing and dropped her gaze, pulling her hand from his, turned and rushed off to the other side of the stage.

Mike felt it too. When she touched him and placed her soft hand in his, he felt warmth radiate up his whole body and he felt flushed as he held her hand. When she looked up and their eyes met, he felt her beautiful feminine spirit. It seemed to have been crushed by something. Her sadness, deep and abiding seemed to overwhelm him. When she pulled her hand out of his and ran away, he was left standing there trying to figure out why.

He was about to go after her, to see if she was alright, when the photographer came up and grabbed him by the arm and said. "Everything has been approved. Come with me."

Mike turned and looked at the photographer stunned, because nothing in city government was ever done this quickly, however, Mike quickly recovered and spoke. "I'll need to verify that information."

The photographer held up a cell phone with Capt. Greene on the other end. Mike took the phone and verified that everything had been approved. Apparently this photographer had some real juice, especially with the mayor and he hoped that this was not going to turn into something bad. Mike followed the photographer back to his staging area so he could be shown what to do.

The photographer explained that there were three parts to this shoot. Most of the underwriting for this shoot revolved around a men's deodorant commercial. This would be shot as video with all the dancers flocking to Mike, obviously enamored with the scent of the deodorant. The second part would consist of photography once again for the deodorant print ads. The third part would be erotic art that would be part of a photographic exhibition.

For the first two parts were relatively straightforward and all he had to do was basically be a foil for all the dancers. He wanted to really get some information about the third shoot and what was expected there. In a casual tone the photographer said, "Well there will be full frontal nudity for him and the dancers. Now Mike was going to have a problem. He said so and picked up his cell phone and called Capt. Greene to verify that everyone knew there was nudity involved in these photo shoots.

Capt. Greene responded that, "No, nudity had not been mentioned, but I suspect it would not be a problem based on the amount of juice the photographer seemed to have with the mayor. Well officer Rizzo, let me call and verify that."

Mike was feeling really uncomfortable right now. His 11 inch cock had created problems for him all his life. During his football years in high school and college his nickname had been horse which had been a polite public name for the teasing he got over his horse cock. Throughout his succession of girlfriends none seemed really interested in him but only having him fuck them with his legendary cock. He had moved to LA to get rid of the stigma of his monster cock and only once undercover and once at a private show did anyone ever see his massive unit.

Now he was potentially being ordered to once again revive the legend of his horse cock. Mike worked hard for people to take him seriously and now was potentially going to get to his old reputation back, all because of the deodorant commercial. Mike didn't have any problem with nudity or even showing off his assets, but he knew what would follow would be groupies that only wanted one thing and that was to be fucked by his cock.

Mike had never had any problems getting girls but is massive cock had caused him nothing but grief. Either his large cock was all the women wanted or they were so petrified by its size they never wanted him near them. Either way, once they got what they wanted they weren't interested in him anymore and second or third dates were a rarity for him. What Mike really longed for was someone he could love and who would love him back and there would be no chance of either happening if he did the nude scene.

He grabbed the phone and called Capt. Greene back, pleading with him not to force him to do the nudity, Capt. Greene understood and told them he would take it to the highest levels in trying to fight this. Mike could quit the photo-shoot if he wanted, but with the juice the photographer had with the Mayor's office Mike was concerned about a negative stigma on his career. 

In the meantime he figured they would get on with the first two parts of the photo shoot. Mike's costume consisted of a skin tight pair of jeans and that was it, no shirt, no shoes. The photographer had decided he wanted Mike to warm up a little bit and shoot stills first, he also wanted Mike's muscles pumped up for this shoot. Mike donned a pair of gym shorts and then went over to a portable gym that was part of the set and ran through three quick sets of crunches, presses, flys and curls. When he switched exercises, he would glance over and see Jennifer watching him intently from the far side of the stage.

With muscle pumping finished, he slipped out of his shorts and back into the skin tight jeans and then went to stand in the middle of the stage waiting for direction from the photographer. The photographer started going around checking the lights, taking readings with his meter and then in the middle of a reading stopped, yelled to his assistant to get makeup over to Mike. A young woman came over and did a light dusting over his face to even out some of his skin tones, but then rubbed oil all over his chest and arms. After preparation they were finally ready to start shooting.

The photographer took a couple of test shots, gave him a puzzled look and then came over to Mike and said. "Your underwear seems to be bunching up and creating a big bulge under the jeans could you go fix that please." 

Mike snickered a little bit and then said. "I'm not wearing any underwear, that's all me."

The photographer looked down, trying to figure out what to do about the lump in Mike's pants, and by now some of the dancers also come over to see what the commotion was about. Mike could see the photographer was greatly conflicted, for the deodorant commercial this huge lump would never do, but for his erotic shoot on the third day this was exactly what he was looking for. Several of the dancers came over and excitedly started mumbling to themselves, some even covered their mouth in a gasp when they saw the huge lump. When Jennifer saw it, she actually looked up and met his eyes. For the first time that day she didn't look away. The look she gave Mike was hard to read, but it was the first time she had looked at him with interest. The photographer kept mumbling something about Photoshop as he went back to take more pictures.

The photographer started directing all the different dancers to take positions around Mike. All would be staring up at him with a loving, passionate gaze like they couldn't wait to get in his pants. Most of the taller women would stand slightly behind or beside him with their arms draped erotically around his torso. The smaller dancers were draped around his legs and waist, again with arms passionately draped or grasping parts of him.

The photographer positioned Jennifer in front between his legs with her back to the camera, but her arms stretched up Mike's torso with one hand grabbing the top of his jeans and the other splayed over his hard abs. This positioned her face very close to his crotch and Mike could feel the heat of her face through his pants and with her hands sensuously caressing his abs, he could once again feel a tingling and the warmth from her touch seeping into him. He looked down into her eyes and he could see she was feeling the same thing.

Mike felt the warmth from her sensuous caress creeping into his loins and his cock responded by thickening in his pants. He broke eye contact with Jennifer for just a second while trying to rein in the sexual feelings her touch was igniting in him. When he looked back down into her eyes for a brief moment, he saw a playful impish smile and then it was gone as she pushed it away.

This time the photographer would not let her hide from him and Mike could see her beautiful and loving heart through her eyes, but he could also see fear and pain that forced her to hide her feelings. Mike could see her lips trembling as she looked at him, like she was having trouble holding his gaze. He tried to transmit loving warmth through his eyes, telling her not to be afraid and everything would be okay. Her fears had ignited something protective in him and suddenly it was his job to protect this beautiful delicate woman from whatever scared her.

The photographer ran through multiple poses with different dancers capturing different angles with each dancer. Mike was always facing the dancer. After about 45 minutes of different shots, they took a break and Mike went over to Jennifer, gently touching her shoulder and as she turned to look at him he could see she was on the verge of tears. 

Mike gently ask "What's wrong Jennifer? What are you afraid of?"

She breathed in deeply and then swallowed the lump in her throat. Mike could tell she was about to confide in him, when she happened to glance over his shoulder. Her reaction was immediate and violent as she visibly recoiled and then ran from the stage. 

Mike's gaze drifted to where Jennifer had looked and saw an older, very hard looking man in a business suit standing at the corner of the photo shoot watching. He didn't know who he was, but Jennifer was obviously very afraid of him. Now his curiosity was aroused in addition to his protective instincts.

At that moment the photographer called them all back to the set and they went through another series of photographs with different dancers in different positions This time another dancer was down between his legs and Jennifer was on his right hip. During these poses he really couldn't see Jennifer that much, but of all the people touching him the only one he felt was her.

After another 45 minutes, a break was called and Mike looked for Jennifer but only caught a fleeting glimpse of her back as she ran to the women's dressing room. Mike was convinced she was running away to hide from him and he could sense that she was in some kind of danger. The way she looked at that man earlier, with a panic stricken face before running was very indicative of a situation regarding domestic violence, but not as if he was the abuser. Mike doubted that Jennifer would be involved with someone twice her age. 

Mike tried to recall the courses he had on domestic violence and how to gain the trust of the victim, but to be honest he couldn't remember any of it. He vowed to look back over his notes from his domestic violence courses so that he could be better prepared in the morning. In the meantime, he looked around to see if he could find the man that had spooked Jennifer. He spotted him in conference with the photographer.

Mike walked over to join the photographer and also to see what information he could find out about this man that had spooked Jennifer. As he reached the pair, the photographer introduced Mike to Leonard Baughman, the producer of the commercials. Mr. Baughman piped up and said.

"Thank you for stepping in and saving our commercial. We still don't know what happened the original model, but to be honest, you're a much more masculine figure."

With that Mr. Baughman turned and walked to his car, got in and drove away. The photographer followed Mr. Baughman with his eyes, watching as he left and got into his car. He shook his head and said. "He sure is an odd fellow but at least he lets me have creative control."

Mike was about to ask for more information about Mr. Baughman, but the photographer gathered his stuff and headed back to the stage for another round of photos. The photographer continued this routine of differing angles, lighting and different arrangements of dancers until nine o'clock at night. Some of the more interesting shots seemed to come from the crane used to do overhead shots and other shots of him lying on his back. The cameras were positioned above his body. 

Jennifer continued to hide from Mike through most of the breaks. The only time he was able to talk to her was during the dinner break and even then she was unresponsive to his efforts of conversation. The only time he ever got a response from her was when she was heading for the restroom and he grabbed her arm and steered her into a darken alcove where nobody could see. He held her tightly to his chest in a soothing hug, her body was unresponsive to his, her arms hanging limply by her side, so he kissed the top of her head and said.


Dance of Seduction Ch. 01



"Jennifer please don't run from me. Please let me help you. I promise if you let me help you no one can hurt you."

As he finished talking, Jennifer leaned into him, laid her head on his chest and put her arms around him. He felt the moisture from her tears on his chest as her body started shaking with heart wrenching sobs. As the tears poured out of her eyes, Mike held her gently, cradling her sobbing body against his massive chest. He pulled her back a little bit and then caressed her right cheek as he tilted her face to look up at him. Her face was stricken with anguish, her lips were trembling and her eyes swimming in tears as he gently kissed her forehead. As his hand gently cradled her face in his palms, his thumb swept away a tear from her cheek and he spoke softly.

"Jennifer, I know you need help and I know you're scared of something or someone. I will help you in any way that I can, all you have to do is trust me."

In a trembling shaking voice Jennifer said. "Every time I see you looking at me, I feel your kindness and your strength and it gives me hope. I know I'm trapped and there's no way out for me. Hope seems like an illusion that only makes everything worse. You don't know him." She gasped, the words barely audible on her tongue, "He will kill you and then he'll kill me, making sure to torture you first. I can never get away and he'll find me no matter where I go. Thank you for your kindness and for being a friend, but I can't let anyone else be hurt because of me." The brokenness in her tone caused Mike's heartbeat to speed up as he felt the anguish and fear that seemed to capture her spirit. 

Jennifer pulled away from him and broke free of his grasp. She ran into the women's bathroom leaving, Mike standing there feeling helpless. This beautiful delicate flower was tugging at his heart and he knew he had to do something to help, even if she told him she didn't want it.

By nine o'clock everyone was pretty beat and once the day was wrapped up, Mike looked for Jennifer to try and once again see if there was anything he could do. However, he couldn't find her anywhere After assuming his natural identity, security guard, he went back into security mode and made sure the site was secure for the night. Mike was heading out to get into his SUV and go home when he spotted Jennifer sitting on a bus bench about a half a block away.

Mike walked over, knelt down in front of her and gently touched her leg. As she looked up, he could tell she had been crying again. Her eyes were red, still wet with tears and tracts of her tears riddled her cheeks.

Mike whispered. "Jennifer, the buses quit running a half an hour ago. Let me give you a ride home ... Please."

She gave him a conflicted look and then let out a frustrated sigh. "He'll be mad because I'm late and he'll be mad because someone gave me a ride, which means I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't. Thank you Mike, I'll accept your offer."

Mike took her hand and helped her stand and then as they started walking back to his SUV , he wove his fingers through hers. 

Hand-in-hand they walked back to his SUV. Jennifer stole sideways glances at Mike. With his hand wrapped around hers, she started feeling things she hadn't felt in a long time, namely hope, trust and even a little bit of desire.

A block down the street a car started up, headlights came on as he pulled away from the curb. He chuckled to himself, his plan was going perfectly. Leonard Baughman knew he would beat them home and be ready for the next act.

Mike was surprised that the address she gave him was in Beverly Hills. Why would she be catching a bus if she lived in Beverly Hills? What kind of man would make his wife catch a bus when it was obvious that they lived in a place where they could afford a car, as a matter of fact, he could tell that they had enough for her to have her own car. Was this husband of hers that controlling? None of this added up. As he glanced over from the corner of his eyes at the beautiful woman sitting next to him was, he understood that she was probably just as much, if not more in the dark than he was. As he continued to watch her from the corners of his eyes, he noticed that in the reflection of the streetlight Jennifer was astoundingly beautiful. She had an oval face with a small straight nose, beautiful sensuous lips and high cheekbones which drew attention to her stunning eyes. The curves in her face created spectacularly sensuous shadows as the streetlights came and went.

He remembered the eye full of curves he'd gotten earlier while working with her. Her dancer's body was slim and lithe, well-toned and muscled with every feature being in perfect proportion to the rest. Even her breasts were a perfect size for the rest of her delicate features. Normally Mike enjoyed larger breasts, but on Jennifer they would've seemed out of place. Everything about this woman was stunningly perfect. 

Mike saw her steal sideways glances at him as they drove and he reached over and wove their fingers together again. Jennifer felt her heart jump when Mike grabbed her hand and threaded his fingers in with hers, her breath quickened with feelings she'd long since abandoned. She could almost imagine herself dreaming about another chance for life and love. She quickly chided herself for thinking these thoughts, knowing that she was only creating false hope, but the warmth of Mike's hand in hers felt good and right. For just a few moments, she allowed herself to be pulled into the dreamland of love, passion and the kind of commitment her parents had to one another.

She shook her head trying to dispel these frivolous thoughts. She knew feelings like this would only make the abuse that would no doubt come later that much worse. She tried to pull away, but his hand rested firmly in hers, preventing the action. Immediately her heart beat a few extra beats, once again she wondered what it would be like to have someone like Mike actually love her. Jennifer felt her heart ache with the type of love she longed for. Again tears welled up in her eyes as she understood she would never receive what her heart so desperately sought. At 25 she knew her life was over and death would be her only escape. Feeling the anger brew in her she, thought of how much she despised the fear she had of her husband. In a moment of defiance, she allowed herself to think of the possibility of taking Leonard with her.

She saw the turnoff for her house coming up and told Mike which turns to make and regretfully pulled her fingers from Mike's grasp. She knew she had to Steele herself for the beating she knew was coming. Jennifer glanced over at Mike who had his hand still on the console, her heart aching with sudden loss. 

Mike could see her inner turmoil. His heart reaching out to her, he quickly pulled over to the curb and stopped, putting the SUV in park. He turned to Jennifer, who had her eyes downcast with her hands clasped in her lap. She almost looked like she was praying, but then again in a way maybe she was. Mike undid his seat-belt, exited the car and came around to her door and pulled it open. Mike could see her looking at him with longing in her eyes, but he didn't know what she wanted. He did however know what he wanted as he leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. As he pulled back from the kiss, he saw her eyes close tightly as she ran her tongue around her lips and then watched as she shuddered with a gasping breath. As she released this breath in a needy moan escaped from between her lips and her eyes fluttered open. They were begging him for more, but in just a heartbeat, the look on her face morphed into fear.

"Oh Mike, I can't, oh God I want ... we can't. I ... I ... Oh Mike ... please take me home." She stuttered and then she buried her face in her hands as she began deep sobbing cries full of sorrow, shame and loss. Jennifer held her face in her hands as she suddenly realized everything she had given up to marry her husband. She had known Mike one day and she felt more care emanating from him than she had from her husband her entire married life. She thought this kind of desire was just in romance novels, this kind of stuff didn't happen in real life. It couldn't be real, but the feelings that Mike invoked in her was living, breathing proof that love and desire could have been hers.

Jennifer wrapped her arms around herself tightly and rocked in her seat, trying to rein in all the conflicting emotions. She knew Mike's gentleness and protectiveness were just his nature, but even these small kindnesses were enough to unnerve her. She felt the shell she had used to protect herself from her brutal marriage beginning to crack under his tenderness. Not even a day and she was already unhinging. She'd hate to see what it would be like three months from now. She knew this was dangerous. She had to get back in her shell and hide herself away, but as she looked up into Mike's kind caring eyes, she felt a larger crack in her shell.

Mike felt heady as he stared at Jennifer. In a day he'd been seduced by this dancing beauty and wanted her to know that she did not have to tolerate abuse from her husband. She could leave husband. He wanted her to know that she could be loved and desired. Mike already knew that the more he was to be around her, the more he would want a chance to be the man that could show her that passion. Mike cupped her face in his hands and tilted it up so he could look into her eyes, then he gently kissed her forehead and said.

"Jennifer you can have anything you want and you don't have to put up with abuse or neglect from your husband. You are a stunningly beautiful, graceful and elegant woman who can have all the love you desire. I would be the first in line if you ever decided to leave him." Mike whispered passionately.

As Mike was talking, Jennifer got a dreamy look on her face and she began to wonder if something like that could be possible for her. The way Mike looked at her and stroked her face, she could almost imagine what it would be like. She shivered at the thought. Then reality sunk in and she knew it could never happen, her husband would see her dead before he would let someone touch her. She had to toughen up and not let Mike seduce her with his visions of love and desire. She had to go home to her husband.

Jennifer pulled away from Mike and stiffened her spine and in a defeated voice said. "Mike, I truly wish that some of what you say could come true, but I know it can't. Leonard would never allow a divorce or allow me to walk out on him. He would either beat me till I quit trying or kill me outright, so I know it will never happen. Could you please take me home."

In that moment Mike wanted to kill the Son of a Bitch that crushed the spirit of this incredible women and wondered what kind of a monster do you have to be to abuse such innocent beauty. He looked at her, knew timing wasn't right and she wasn't ready for an intervention. Mike took out one of his business cards and wrote his home address and cell phone number on the back and handed it to her saying.

"Jennifer I am your friend and it is my wish to someday be more than that, so here is my address and cell phone. Please keep this with you always and if you need me call, or if you can't call just come to me and I will be there for you with no strings or expectations. I will always be there for you Jennifer."

Jennifer nodded because the lump in her throat and pain in her heart wouldn't let her speak. They drove in silence until they were parked in front of a large house that Jennifer identified as hers. Mike looked over at Jennifer and despite her stiffened resolve he could see the conflict in her eyes. He got out of the SUV and walked around to open her door. As she turned to look at him her eyes were full of anguish.

"Whatever you need Jen, all you have to do is ask and I'm here." Mike stated, holding out his hand to help her from the SUV.

Jennifer felt her heart jump at the nickname. The way it sounded on his lips left tingles coursing through her spine. She wanted to jump into his arms, but she was married, so she took his hand, got out of the vehicle and began her lonely walk to the front of the house. At that moment Leonard Baughman opened the door, leaned against the door jamb waiting for Jennifer. In that instant many things cleared for Mike, Jennifer's entire life and career was controlled by this man and to leave him meant completely abandoning absolutely everything in her life.

Mike watched as Jennifer neared the front of the house and when she was close to the door, Leonard swung an open palm and slapped Jennifer so hard she went to one knee. Mike was halfway across the yard before he heard Jennifer say "Stop, Mike Please!" He stood there seeing her eyes pleading for him to leave. He stood there as Leonard grabbed Jennifer's arm and she walked her through the door into their house and turned and gave Mike a defiant look that said "She's mine and you can't do a thing about it."

Mike stood in the middle of the yard, fists clinched in rage and his jaw rigid with the hate and anger he felt towards this man. Leonard turned and went into the house, closing the door and turning off the outside lights. Mike stood in the dark trying to let the anger leave him and he had almost succeeded until he heard a faint smack of something hitting flesh followed quickly by a small scream from Jennifer. As a man he wanted to break down the door and beat the ever loving shit out of Mr. Baughman , but he couldn't so Mike tried to dispel the rage and relax his fists.

However as a cop he knew that he'd just witnessed and was hearing the beginning phase of a domestic altercation. He was compelled to act, so he turned and went back to the car, got his phone and called 911 to report a domestic abuse situation at the Baughman residence. He told the 911 dispatch operator that he, a plainclothes policeman was on the scene and would be interceding. He also told her to make sure to tell the backup units that he was there. Mike turned and went back up to the door of the Baughman residence and pounded on the door and yelled "Police, open up."

He waited about 30 seconds pounded on the door again and then repeated his demand. This time he heard shuffling behind the door and it opened to reveal a very angry Leonard Baughman. He immediately started yelling at Mike, asking him who he thought he was and how dare he demand entry into his house. 

As Mike looked past Mr. Baughman, he saw Jennifer cowering on the floor several feet away and his fists clenched. But in a calm voice he said. "Mr. Baughman I have just witnessed actions that lead me to believe that a domestic dispute is taking place in this house, and under section 273.5 of the California Penal Code I am required to separate you two and take Mrs. Baughman to the hospital for a medical examination. As a witness to these actions I am also compelled to place you under arrest for suspicion of domestic abuse."

Mike read Mr. Baughman his Miranda rights and as perfect timing would have it, a squad car rolled to the curb right after Mike finished his statement. Mike asked Mr. Baughman to follow him over to the squad car and when he refused, Mike gently but firmly grabbed him by the arm and began to steer him towards squad car. The patrolman squad car came jogging over and offered Mike a set of handcuffs which he quickly clamped on Mr. Baughman's wrists. The Patrolman led Mr. Baughman over to the car and put him in the back seat while his partner came over and talked with Mike.

Mike gave the patrolman a rundown of everything that had happened from giving Jennifer a ride home, to the hard slap to the face and the noises coming from inside the home, including the screams. The patrolman and Mike went through the front door and into the house to find Jennifer still cowering on the floor. Mike helped her stand and sat her on the couch as both he and the patrolman ask questions about what had happened.

Jennifer confirmed the slap of the front porch as well as punches and kicks once the doors were closed. Mike felt his anger continuing to rise with his fists clenching and unclenching, and after her statement was finished the patrolman got up and went outside to confer with his partner. In the end Jennifer said she did not want to press charges and would they please release her husband. Both Mike and the patrolman told her that wasn't going to happen because not only had a policeman witnessed the incident but the bruises she had on her face was consistent with a woman who'd been physically assaulted and under law they were required to press charges whether she wanted them to or not.

His partner had been taking Mr. Baughman's statement and the two patrolman compared notes. They called for transportation for Mrs. Baughman to the USC medical Center for examination and were told that the ambulance would be here.

Mike came outside and told the officer he would stay with Jennifer till the transport to the hospital got there. 

The minute Jennifer stepped out onto her front porch and saw Leonard sitting in the back of a patrol car, she felt her legs wobble and give way. Mike caught her in his arms and glanced over at the responding team. Looking at them, he said, "On second thought, waiting for the ambulance to get here might not be a bright idea, perhaps I should just transport her myself." The officer studied Jennifer carefully and said, "Let me check on how far the ambulance is from here." As he placed a call in to dispatch, Mike felt his breath catch as Jennifer went completely limp in his arms. He called her name. There was no response. "Jennifer?" There was still no response. He cleared his throat, "Just tell dispatch I can't wait on the ambulance, the victim is showing no response and I'm taking her in now. He picked her up and carried her to the passenger seat of his SUV and once she was there he took the keys from her purse and went back to lock the front door.

On his way back to his car, he waved to the patrolmen, while one was on the radio with dispatch, the other was walking back to the vehicle to begin a call report. As he started up the car, he glanced over at Jennifer's still body. He felt his anger increase as he stared at her form in the passenger seat. He was going to make sure Leonard Baughman was up to his butt in charges. Mike pulled out of the driveway and began the route to the hospital. A few minutes into the drive, he heard her stir. A deep breath of relief escaped his lips. "Oh, God, Jen, you scared me." She glanced about, looking confused and feeling dizzy, "What happened?" 

"You passed out."

"I did?" Jennifer felt the thundering began in her heart, the pulse lifting fast. "Yeah, so I decided to drive you to the hospital myself instead of wait for an ambulance." 

"Thank you for being there, I don't know why I passed out."

"Neither do I, but the quicker we get you to the hospital, the sooner we'll find out. Jennifer felt her head spin as the blood pumped furiously in her veins. Sitting up in the seat, she asked for bottled water. "I'm not authorized to give you anything until you've been seen by a doctor and I don't have any water any way." Closing her eyes, Jennifer did a few breathing exercises. During this time, she recalled the incident at the home she and Leonard shared.

"Mike I know you mean well, but you've made everything worse and once he gets free he is going to kill me."

"No he's not Jennifer. You have my word on it and if you ever feel in danger again I want you to call my number or come to my house." Mike cupped her cheek and in his huge hand and continued. "Baby, I will be your guardian from now on and it will be my mission to keep you safe."

Jennifer looked into his eyes and she saw the hardened conviction lurking in his features and for a moment she felt some brief hope that what he said might actually come to pass.




Dance of Seduction Ch. 01



As he continued to drive, she kept looking over at this gentle giant sitting next to her and wondered if he could really be her Savior, if he could barely protect her from Leonard. She thought back to all the things he said to her and the sincerity in his words, his strong yet gentle touch and kindness in his eyes and she began to feel warm all over. One word stuck with her and the cracks in the shell around her heart began to open wide, she had never been anyone's Baby before.

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Once they arrived at the medical center Mike guided her through the emergency room doors, quickly steering her towards the reception's desk. A glass separated the patients from the medical staff that littered the reception area. Looking out up at the reception lady that sat behind the glass, he spoke, "I'm bringing in a young lady who needs to see a doctor as soon as possible." The lady glanced up at him with a smile on her round face, "There's the paperwork. Have her take a seat and she will be called once her information is written down." Mike watched as the African American lady dismissed them as regular patients. Clearing his throat, Mike reached into his pocket and pulled out his badge, sliding it between the lady and the glass windows, he stated, "This is a matter of urgency and we're expected here." The lady glanced at his badge, and jumped up from her chair immediately. "I apologize officer, Mrs. Baughman will be seen immediately by a doctor, just take a seat as I alert the doctor on staff." 

While they waited, an Oriental lady about 30 years old, dressed in black and carrying a gym bag came in through the emergency doors. She greeted Mike and then Mike introduced The lady to Jennifer.

"Jennifer, this is Mia and she's a crime scene technician. She will be photographing your injuries. We need to document your injuries while they're still fresh and afterward, Mia will take you to the doctor who will do additional exams, take x-rays and whatever else needs to be done to document what he's done to you."

Jennifer looked up and asked. "Are you going to stay here?"

Mike looked into those scared eyes and he wished that he could hold her and tell her everything was going to be all right, but instead he said. "I have to go to the precinct and fill out all the paperwork for what I witnessed but I'll be back to pick you up. In the meantime Mia will stay with you the whole time."

Jennifer looked up at him and he could see tears glistening in her eyes. He could see that she was close to losing it. This time he gave in to his impulse and pulled her into a compassionate embrace. As his big arms enveloped her, she felt her fear dissipate. For the first time in a long time she felt as if somebody cared about what happened to her and she felt safe. Mike kissed her on the top of the head and pulled her away from him so he could look into her eyes. "I promise I'll be back, now go with Mia." 

She relented and allowed Mia to take her toward the entry for Doctors. As they were heading to the security doors, Mike whispered to Mia. "Some overall shots, but lots of close-ups." 

As the doors were buzzed open and they were allowed to go into the confines of the hospital, Mike turned and left the ER. When he got to the precinct Leonard's lawyers were already there and while Mike filled out the paperwork and gave a statement to detectives. Leonard's lawyers succeeded in getting everyone very upset. 

Mike didn't want Leonard turned loose and allowed back on the streets by the end of the day, so he needed to make sure that an injunction, also known as restraining order, would be filed on behalf of Jennifer Baughman before Leonard was released. Once Mike finished filling out the incident report, he went to the captain's office, knocking on Captain Anthony Greene's door. The Captain stated for him to come in. When he opened the door to the office, Captain Greene glanced over at him, his professionally trained eyes taking in Mike's demeanor and seeing the stress of the detectives current activities. "How is it posing with the fellows from Bayard Commercial Incorporated? "Mike let out a frustrated sigh, "Alright for now, but that's not what I'm here."

"Well Officer Rizzo please enlighten me."

"Leonard Baughman was just brought in on charges of assault and battery and I am asking permission to seek an injunction to protect his wife from him."

"This wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that you were over there uninvited would it?" The insinuation was clear. 

"I assure you sir, that this has nothing to do with my involvement with Mrs. Baughman. I only just met her today and gave her a lift home to ensure her safety. You know how dangerous it is for a woman to be catching the bus at night." 

Captain Greene gave Mike a sharp eye, "So I don't need to remind you detective Rizzo that a relationship with a victim is against the law when you are involved in her case."

"I understand that sir, this is strictly pertaining to what I witnessed and heard as I was exiting the crime scene. She's being photographed as we speak."

Captain Greene cleared his throat, "The injunction will be sought once Mrs. Baughman is released from the hospital."

"Thank you sir." 

Captain Greene nodded his head, giving Mike a cue to exit. As he was leaving, Mike heard the Captain pick up the phone and dial a number. Knowing Captain Greene was a strong advocate against spousal abuse, Mike knew that he would have that restraining order before Jennifer was released and that Captain Greene would not hesitate to hold Leonard Baughman until he could ensure Jennifer's safety.

It was slightly after two in the morning when he got back to the ER and by a miracle Jennifer for was finishing her checkup with the doctor. While he was waiting for Jennifer to finish, Mia came over shaking her head sympathy etched in her features as she met him, she whispered. "It's bad, really, really bad and there are scars going back years! I'll get you copies of everything on your desk, tomorrow."

"How about I come and pick them up as soon as they're done?" 

You're welcome to do that, but Mike, I think you should be careful with this one." She whispered.

"Not you too, Mia." Mike sighed. 

"I've known you since you were a newbie on the force Mike, you've never been one to get too involved, and it's so obvious that you like her." 

"That doesn't mean I'll act on it, Mia. I am a professional."

"Good because I'd hate to see this get out into the mainstream, especially with her being the wife of Leonard Baughman."

Mike cleared his throat and stared his longtime friend in the eyes, "I'll be on my best behavior." 

Mia nodded with a knowing smile, "Take care."

"Don't I always?" 

She nodded her head. If there was anything she knew about Mike, it was his competency as a detective. She said, "Alright, I'll see you tomorrow at the lab then." With those being her last words, she left.

Mike went over to wait by the examination room for Jennifer, when she came out she looked defeated and when she looked up Mike could see tears threatening to spill from her eyes and she looked ashamed. Mike's heart went out to her. He went over to her and embraced her, already forgetting the captain's and Mia's words as he gathered her in his arms and held her tightly to his chest. As she buried her face in his chest and wrapped her arms tightly around him, her tears let loose and her body heaved as years of pent up emotion from the abuse she'd suffered poured out of her eyes.

"None of this is your fault." He whispered. " You have nothing to be ashamed of It's that bastard you're married to that should be ashamed. I'm here and I'm not going to let him hurt you anymore. Charges against your husband are filed and a restraining order will be in place before he is let out."

Jennifer gasped, her heart desperately broken, the tears speaking her anguish, "What happens if the restraining order don't work? For how long will it be in place?"

"Until we're able to go trial on this."

"Trial?" Jennifer pulled away from him. "Mike, I'm not sure I want this to be made public, I don't want to be a spectacle. You know Leonard is the most famous director this side of California."

"Sweetheart, that may be so, but he needs to be held accountable for his actions."

"Do you know what he'll do to me once he's brought up on charges?" Quickly, thoughts began to run through her mind of all the ways he'd torture her. If there was one thing Leonard was good at, it was torture. She knew that if this happened, if she went through with this and it didn't stick, he would beat the skin off her back." Shivers went down her spine as she imagined all of the past beatings she'd gotten and all of the pain she'd endured, first in the name of love, second in the name of fear. As the tears racked her cheeks, the trembling made her legs give way and she sagged against him, "I can't do it." She cried, grasping the sleeve of his shirt, her throat aching with pain, "He's going to kill me, Mike, he's..." 

Mike felt the anger from her words boil up in him. It made no sense for any man to strike this much fear into a woman as serene and beautiful as Jennifer. She was the woman both inside and out that men wished they could have. As he stared down at her hair, he began to stroke her hair. "Sweetheart, I promise, as God as my witness, Leonard Baughman will never put his hands on you again, he will never be able to hurt you, nor take your life as long as I'm here. I'm here Jennifer. Don't let what he's done to you make you suffer any more than you have. You have to fight and as you fight, I'm going to be right alongside you. Just based on what Mia was telling me and my testimony alone we will have a good case. "

"Wh..what if it doesn't work?" She whispered, her face buried in his chest, still unable to stand on her own. 

"It will work. If it takes my last breath, Leonard Baughman will not be putting his hands on you ever again." 

Mike's heart was aching for this beautiful woman in his arms. He soothingly kissed her head as he stroked her face and hair with his hands. Inside he was seething, barely able to control his rage. He wanted nothing more than to take Mr. Baughman out into the woods and beat on him until every bone in his body was broken, but even that wouldn't make things right or fix the damage done to Jennifer.

As a cop, Mike had his large share of fights with criminals and scum in general, but never in his life had he struck a woman or caused damage to anyone just to be hurting them. That's what Leonard Baughman had been doing, hurting someone just because he could and not just anyone, but one of the most beautiful, sensuous and elegant women Mike had ever seen, who just happened to be his own wife. In Mike's book Mr. Baughman didn't even rate as human. How could a man marry and then torture that woman for years? How could he not care of the psychological and emotional impact he'd leave in his wake? Her frail state was almost enough to force tears to his eyes. She should be enjoying her life, not having it stolen.

Once outside the parking lot, Mike guided Jennifer to his car where he told her he was going to take her to one of the battered women shelters. He'd called ahead to the shelter A better tomorrow, they were one of the partnered shelters with the police station, who were allowed to reserve ten beds for emergency cases and it was just his luck that they had the only bed left in a long list of resources he'd checked on his way from the station; so they were expecting Jennifer. Since men weren't allowed in the shelter, he dropped her off outside and Ms. Peterson, the shelter's night manager met Jennifer outside. Mike watched as they walked towards the front entrance and just when they were about to cross into the shelter, Jennifer stopped and turned around and ran back to Mike, flinging her arms around him.

She pulled her head back up to him and for the first time since he'd met her she smiled brightly at him. "Thank you for being my night and shining armor, coming to rescue me." She stretched on her tiptoes and planted a kiss on his neck. She then turned and ran back to Ms. Peterson.

That night Mike slept fitfully and for the first time in a long time his erotic dreams did not involve Erica, but instead Jennifer pervaded his dreams. Erica was the woman he had, at the request of her husband, publicly fucked as part of her big cock fantasy. When he had first seen Erica, he had obsessed about and wanted her in the worst way, but when he had been given the chance to make love to her, he lost control and wildly fucked her with his big cock ultimately causing her pain.

Now it seemed he was finally past that. He sighed, still being able to feel Jennifer's sweet lips, her tiny delicious body nestled in his arms and he desperately wanted to make love to her. He wanted to let her know what desire, love and passion really felt like. He woke twice that night with massive erections dreaming of Jennifer writhing on his cock and in his arms. In his dreams he saw her beautiful face contorted with passionate need and then release as he made love to her over and over.

By the time morning came he hadn't slept that much and Jennifer still occupied his thoughts and his libido. After spending all night having erotic fantasies about Jennifer, Mike woke with a bad case of blue balls and had to masturbate to relieve the pressure. He was also afraid of what would happen when he saw Jennifer on the set. The photographer had issues with the lump in his trousers yesterday, the way he was feeling about Jennifer now, he would have to do a lot of photo shopping to fix the huge lump in his pants.

Mike showered, shaved, dressed casually, then went to pick up Jennifer. They had breakfast at a little hole in the wall family-owned Mexican restaurant just a few blocks from his house. They arrived to the set of the photo-shoot about 8:45 and most of the people of were already there. Jennifer ran into the changing room to borrow clothes from the other girls. He wandered over, got another cup of coffee and as it got closer to nine o'clock he started to worry about Jennifer. At nine o'clock precisely, she came out of the bathroom and walked tentatively to the set. Instead of the revealing tights she had worn yesterday, today they completely covered her torso and arms. The elegant gliding so prevalent in her movements yesterday was missing and today she seemed stiff and sore.

Mike felt like he knew the cause for her soreness and stiffness today and he felt his anger creeping up his face and once again he clenched his fists. He really wanted to give Mr. Baughman some of his own medicine. As he walked over to Jennifer she was talking to one of the other dancers and when he reached her, he tightly caressed her lower back and she drew away from him wincing in pain.

"I was going to ask how you felt, but I guess now I know. How bad is it Baby?" Mike asked.

Jennifer was hurt on the outside but beaming joyfully on the inside, he called her Baby again and that one word made her feel warm inside. She gave him a soft caring look like she wanted to tell him but before she could say anything the photographer started calling everybody to set for the first practice session. Mike stripped off his shirt and went to stand in the middle of the set. The entire morning was going to be nothing but practicing their dance routines and getting them just the way the photographer wanted them. For close to an hour Mike stood in the middle of the set with eight beautiful women dancing and fawning around him.

After almost an hour the photographer was starting to be happy with some of the routines and he called for a 30 minute break. Mike cornered Jennifer and ask her how everything was. She said she was still kind of stiff from where Leonard hit her yesterday, but she said the ladies at the shelter were very nice and even though her room was kind of Spartan she felt safe there.

In a gesture she had come to love, Mike cupped her face with his large masculine hand and this time Jennifer rubbed her face into his hand and then brought her own hand up to hold his hand against her face. As she caressed her face with his hand she gave him a loving look. As Mike stared back, he saw passion starting to lurk in those brilliant eyes and once again he felt the electricity between them. This caused him to be reminded of the captain's words yesterday, but as he stared into the piercing green orbs in front of him, he couldn't help but give himself over to the feelings she invoked in him. There was something provocatively innocent about Jennifer that made him throw caution to the wind.

As Jennifer held his hand against her face she started to feel pieces of the shell around her heart breaking off and then she felt something she thought she would never feel again; desire. She twisted her face into his hand and sensuously kissed his palm. Mike closed his eyes and shook his head, the Captain's voice ringing loud in his ears, but his heart was taking a different route than the one he would have obeyed with tenacity before. 

The photographer was yelling for everyone to come back to practice and Mike reluctantly turned preparing to move to the set, but Jennifer wrapped her arms around him and held on tight. She looked up at him pleading with her eyes and whispered. "I can't do this without your help and strength. Please don't let me go."

Mike wrapped his arms around Jennifer and said. "Whatever you need baby, you've got it." He swallowed the lump in his throat and his tone firm, stated, " I will take you to the shelter every night and pick you up every morning if that's what you want...And if you need anything in between you call and I'll be there."

Jennifer squeezed him tightly. While she appreciated everything he said, every time he called her baby she felt a quiver inside and a little more of the shell around her heart disintegrated. She didn't know what it was about that one little word that affected her so, but she hoped he kept using it because it generated feelings deep inside her, and she wanted to feel again.

They went back to practice and continued to practice the routines through the rest of the morning and close to noon the photographer called it quits and told everyone to go have a good lunch and be back at 2 p.m. -which during this time they would begin final shoots. Mike put on his shirt and grabbed Jennifer's hand, telling her he was going to take her to the best fish restaurant in town. He drove for almost 45 minutes before he came to an access road that led them to the beach. he pulled over and put the gear shift in park.

Jennifer was looking around for this fabulous restaurant. As Mike opened the door, he grabbed her hand and wove her tiny fingers through his massive paw and then they walked along the beach until they came to this broken down shack with some fabulous smells drifting through the air from it. She had never been to a place like this but once inside, the food was spectacular and the company was even better. 

They spent the whole lunch gazing into each other eyes, which was where most of their communication was spoken. Occasionally a gust of wind would blow, bringing sand into their food, but even that couldn't dampen their spirits. Jennifer didn't think this could get any better than good food, sand, surf, sun and the big old teddy bear named Mike. She gave a soft smile as it dawned on her for the umpteenth time that she was feeling things she never thought she would feel again. Mike made it even better when he gave her a cell phone and it had two numbers in it; his and the detective in charge of her case. During one of the fifteen minute breaks at the photo shoot, he'd called the captain and requested a change of case. The captain had laughed and told him that was the smartest thing he could do and then told him who he'd already assigned as a secondary detective in case he'd change his mind. 




Dance of Seduction Ch. 02



This is basically a love story and of course all characters are over 21. I want to thank stg0936 for the original idea, although I deviated from his idea during the writing of the story. I also want to thank Navaura for her spot on editing and suggestions for the improvement of this story. This story is as much hers as it is mine and because of Brandy the dialogue is richer and everything is much more accurate. This is a team effort and a much better story because of her efforts.

I hope all of you enjoy the story as much as we did writing it.

Chapter 2 - Love Blooms

Mike picked her up from the shelter, and they stopped for breakfast at Mike's favorite hole in the wall family restaurant before rushing to the photo shoot. They made it just on time and this time Mike put on his security shirt. Jennifer went to borrow some clothes from one of the other girls. The real male model was a pretty boy with a body honed in the gym instead of the streets. Mike's looks were much more rugged, but for the erotic part this guy fit the bill.

The erotic photo shoot went according to plan. They practiced for several hours and then after lunch began the real photo shoot. However, during lunch Leonard showed up and watched until the break was called and then he started heading over to Jennifer. Mike immediately put himself between Leonard and his target. However, Leonard was not to be deterred as he tried to go around Mike, but once again Mike blocked his path. Mike seething with emotion that was hidden behind a calm tone, stated, "Jennifer does not want to be around you and you will not touch her. If you do, I will arrest you."

Leonard laughed cruelly, "She is my wife!"

"She's also filed a restraining order against you and as an officer of the law I'm ordered to protect her."

Leonard snorted, "As if that's all you want to do to her. I'm taking her home with me." He stated. His tone harsh. The anger he felt over everything that occurred last night left him feeling so frustrated and upset. She was his wife and he'd be damned if he allowed anyone to come in between what was rightfully his."

"Get out of my way!" Leonard yelled, side stepping Mike. He made a grab for Jennifer and she yelped, jumping back. He managed to grab a hold of her arm. "Come on Jennifer." His tone was commanding. Jennifer shook her head no. "I don't want to go with you. I have work to do and you are interfering."

"I said now!" He pulled again on her.

Jennifer yanked her arm back, attempting to pull it out of his grasp. However, he held on. This is when Mike stepped in and grabbed his offending arm, pinched a nerve and made him shriek in pain as he released her. "She told you she doesn't want to go with you so you need to leave." He firmly stated. Leonard glared at him with malice as he rubbed his arm.

Suddenly, he launched at Mike, attempting to punch him in the face. Easily blocking the swing, Mike twisted his arms behind him and quickly locked a pair of handcuffs around his wrists. "You're not too good with people who can fight back are you? You're under arrest for attempted assault of a police officer and by the time you get out of jail any attempts at contacting Jennifer will be against the law."

He called his captain, explaining what happened and a squad car was sent over to pick up Leonard. The captain also told him that as of twelve noon that afternoon, Leonard was violating his restraining order and would be in jail over night. So Leonard had showed up at the photo shoot even though he'd already been told about the restraining order? As Mike finished talking to Capt Green, the responding officers arrived and Mike thanked them for handling Leonard. As they carted Leonard off to a patrol car, Mike had a bad feeling and was suspicious of the wide grin on Leonard's face.

As the patrol car drove away Mike looked over at Jennifer and she was not watching the patrol car drive off with Leonard, she was staring at Mike with an enraptured loving look. Her look was telling Mike that no one had ever stood up for her and she couldn't believe what he had done ... for her. Mike walked over to her, cupped her face in his hand and said. "Baby, he will never touch you again."

Mike saw Jennifer's eyes glisten as she fought back her tears of happiness and she continued to lavish her loving gaze on him. Mike had never had someone look at him like Jennifer was. She made him feel like he had slayed the dragon, or rescued a damsel in distress; she made him feel ten feet tall, like he was a hero. To Jennifer he was more than a hero, he was saving her.

The shoot continued over the next four hours . Mike watched and was really glad he had gotten out of the erotic portion of the shoot. The male model was topless and on the bottoms he wore a very thin g-string, which bulged with his cock. His entire body was very well developed, from his sleek muscular torso to the bulging package between his thighs. All eight beautiful women, were gathered around him, posed like dancers at rehearsal, but all looking at him. Very erotic!  A series of photos had everyone clothed but the focus of the pictures seemed to be the covering he wore at his loins. It was so revealing like a bag of cock rather than a covering because he was so outlined and fitted so perfectly in it. The head, the shaft, everything! was so blatantly revealed in the material. The women were looking at it, too. A couple of them had hands on his arms and back and the others were kneeling at his feet.

As the shoot progressed he had his legs stretched out before him, the muscles tensed like a dancer, and two of the women were pulling at the garment, the waistband pulled over his buttocks and the pouch halfway down his shaft, exposing his cock in the front of his tights. He was terribly thick and veins were standing out and he was only about half way exposed. The last series of photos was of him totally exposed, semi-erect in a thick curve, standing next to the stool with one of the women holding the limp garment in her fingers, letting it dangle at her side, while the other women were clinging to him.

It was fantastic! Such amazing contrasts between the leotards, the smooth, long, beautiful legs of the women, and this angry looking cock so thick and bloated, yet not hard or erect, hanging exposed before the women dancers. Another point of contrast was his almost innocent youthful look versus the mature, heavy organ now exposed to the world and the model seemed to be as engrossed by the sight of it as the women.

Even Mike had to agree the whole series of shots was very erotic, but he was very glad he was not the model in this series. He had been uncomfortable in the previous series and would have ruined all the shots with a huge hard on. As a matter of fact Jennifer was the dancer holding his g-string and after the shot she looked straight at him and licked at the g-string. Mike felt himself thicken as she teased and tantalized him and by the end of the shoot he had a very large lump in his pants and Jennifer was constantly looking hungrily at him and licking her lips.

The Photographer had an after shoot wrap-up party and both Jennifer and Mike felt required to participate, but both desperately wanted to be somewhere else. Jennifer changed back into her donated clothes and she tied knots in the back of the top and the side of the shorts so they would fit. Mike looked at her lovingly, went over and wrapped his arm possessively around her. Jennifer looked up at him, giving a similar loving look and snuggled into his grasp. Throughout the night Mike and Jennifer had their arms wrapped around each other, constantly touching one other. Almost every dancer came over to congratulate Jennifer on getting her husband arrested, snagging Mike and then followed by giving her a big hug and telling Mike to treat her like gold.

At the end of the night when the party wound up, both were elated over the idea that they were able to spend time together and didn't want it to end. When Mike walked Jennifer to his car he was trying to think of a way to extend this wonderful evening. Jennifer was experiencing an incredible night, having Mike's scent and body warmth surrounding her and his constant touches, kisses almost left her feeling giddy. When he helped her into the passenger side of his car, she suddenly felt cold and alone again . Mike was feeling the same way sitting on the driver side of the car. Jennifer stared at him with pleading eyes. Through this gaze, he knew she didn't want the night to end.

Mike drove about five minutes and then pulled over and parked next to the curb. He got out of the car and helped Jennifer out of her side. Grabbing her hand, their fingers were intertwined as he guided her to a bar further up the block. When they walked in, the subdued light and the soft lilting jazz made Jennifer's heart beat strongly in her chest, flaking off large chunks of the shell around it. As she cast her gaze upon Mike again, she saw him smiling at her. As he pulled her to his chest and enveloped her in his arms, she felt the shell around her heart completely disintegrate.

Mike kissed the top of her head. Jennifer knew she wanted more as she tilted her head back and looked at him with searching eyes. Mike's mouth descended on her lips and gently took possession of her mouth and when his tongue slipped between her lips, Jennifer felt goose bumps as she shared her first real kiss with Mike. Mike softly ended the kiss, pulling his lips from hers it was observed that Jennifer was frozen in place, her eyes closed and her face tilted back, facing him with her mouth wide open gasping for breath.

When Mike kissed her, Jennifer wondered if she ever had felt something so sweet, delectable that brought tantalizing tingles washing over her body. She moaned softly when his lips left hers. With such a sensuous moan, his mouth returned in a reinvigorating deeply passionate kiss that rocked Jennifer to her core; leaving her whole body trembling and her legs turning to jelly. She thanked God that Mike was holding her because her legs weren't supporting her and she had no desire to end this kiss. Jennifer had never been kissed like this in her life and now she was feeling something else she long since given up hope for: desire.

When Mike softly ended the kiss, Jennifer laid her face against his chest, trembling in his arms. She wondered if he could do this to her with a kiss, what would it be like to make love to this man. As he guided her over to a table, Mike felt his head spinning from the kiss. He felt a connection with her from the very beginning, but when he kissed her his whole world changed and all he wanted to do was keep kissing her. He needed to clear his head for a second, so after he had her seated at a table he went to the bar and got her a white wine and himself a beer.

As he got back to the table, he realized he hadn't even asked her what she wanted, but as he set the wine in front of her, Jennifer grabbed it and drank the whole thing in two swallows. Mike smiled because he could tell she had been as effected by their kiss as he had. He set with his back to the door and then pulled her chair over next to him so he could put his arm around her. As he looked into her eyes, he could see a thousand emotions flitting there: passion, awe, safety and fear, but the one thing that spoke louder than any of those was lust, she wanted more.

Their thoughts were interrupted as a huge explosion blew out the windows in the building, raining glass on everyone in the bar. Mike's body covered Jennifer from any of the glass fragments, but the explosion deafened her. She could see people's mouths moving, but couldn't hear what they were saying. She noticed that Mike was covered in little tiny cuts. She panicked at the idea that Mike might have been hurt. As he got up removing himself from off her, she saw larger pieces of glass sticking out of his back.

Mike made sure that Jennifer was okay and then made a call to the captain, telling him the details of the event. The captain told him he'd be on his way and a medical team, as well as the bomb squad would be there. He asked if anyone had been hurt, had there been any civilian casualties. Mike stated that as far as he could tell no one inside the bar, but he hadn't searched the perimeter himself yet. The Captain ordered him to stay put and to give treatment to anyone he could at that moment.

Mike agreed and began looking at as many people as he could observe to see the extent of their injuries. There were a couple of people who'd been by the windows closest to the door, who had suffered internal injuries from the explosion itself and were either walking around freaked because they couldn't hear or unable to stand up and walk at all. "Is there anyone who need immediate medical attention?" He called out, oblivious to his own damage, since his adrenaline had kicked in. A few people spoke up saying they did.

There was one guy with a deep gash in his leg, so severe that he knew it would be dangerous to remove anything from the man without the proper equipment, also there was no telling how deep that shard of glass that he'd caught in his leg went. Another girl complained of her arm. He went over and found that she had pieces of glass in stuck in her arm in several different areas. He told her to stay put. He checked out other people until he finally was able to make his way over to the bar, when he looked behind it, he was shocked to discover that one of the three bartenders had been thrown against the bar and was knocked out.

Another had been hit with so many of the wine bottles during the explosion that his body lay on the floor covered in a mixture of blood and wine, he was not moving. Going over to the first bartender, he checked for a pulse. Fortunately, the guy was just out cold, and not dead. The second guy had a very faint pulse. He hoped the medical team would get here quickly. There was two of three, he wondered what happened to the third. Looking around, he didn't see him. He frowned wondering where the man could have gone?

As he left the area, and went back to where Jennifer was, he asked her if she was ok one last time. She was shaking and could barely speak as her words came out petrified and filled with a stutter. "Y..yo...you are hurt. You need to let me help." It was then he felt the intense pain coming from the middle of his back. She reached around him and tried to pull a piece of glass out of his back, but he stopped her, "Not a good idea sweetheart, if you touch it, I could end up in more harm than better. I'd rather let the paramedics do it."

"It doesn't look that deep." She stated, her eyes wild, trying not to completely loose her composure.

"It may not be deep, but I'd rather have the med staff be the judge of that."

She nodded, understanding. By the time they finished their conversation, the place was crawling with special forces. The paramedics, bomb squad and the coroner, and the captain alongside two other detectives were all there. He relinquished control of the scene to them. Mike and Jennifer were shepherded out of the bar towards one of the ambulances as they exited the bar. Mike looked over where the explosion had occurred and realized his SUV was now a smoking heap at the curb. Someone had planted a bomb in his car. As a paramedic rushed over to where they were, he greeted Mike. "What's up buddy?"

"I was out having fun and looks like the party got carried away." He attempted to humor himself, just so he wouldn't become too overwhelmed at the idea that someone wanted to ensure that he and Jennifer were dead. The only problem he found in this was, why wait till they exited the vehicle before setting off the bomb?

"I see, next time, maybe you should call it an early night."

Mike laughed, his tone tense, "I will. What's the prognosis?" He inquired, turning his back toward the young EMT.

"Let's get you in the truck and turned over on your stomach first." As they reached the truck, Mike squinted at the pain of the mini shards of glass as the rubbed against his skin. He sat down on his stomach in a medical bed. The EMT grabbed a pair of tweezers and a container to put the shards of glass in.

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Once the EMT assured Mike that he'd taken out all of the glass and that he could remove his shirt for deeper inspection, Mike noticed that Jennifer winced upon seeing the blood that had drenched his back in its true form. There were tiny slithers of glass sticking out of his back, some with blood soaked splotches around them. During the ride Jennifer watched the technician and clung to Mike's hand as if it was a matter of life and death. Mike grasped her hand in his and was stunned when he felt a tear drop on the back of his hand.

Twisting his neck at an odd angle, he glanced up at her. As he took in her disheveled hair and swollen eyes from her tears, he whispered, "baby, what's wrong?"

"You're hurt." She stated.

He gave a small smile, "I'll be ok, it's not that bad."

"Yes it is." She whispered, the pain revealing in her eyes.

"Sweetheart, I'm sure it's not going to be a life or death situation with the EMT doing his job. He's a good technician."

"It's not that." She stated, her green eyes puffy and red from the tears she'd profusely wiped at.

"Then what is it?"

"I feel like this is all my fault."

"No, don't say that. None of this is your fault." Mike himself was in a kind of hell, because he desperately wanted to build something with Jennifer, but the thought of her being hurt while in his care, made his stomach turn. He couldn't fathom losing her in because he wasn't doing the right job. He also feared releasing her on her own before the trial, because he knew that when given the chance, her husband wouldn't hesitate to pick up where he left off at on the night of the charges. It hadn't even been 72 hours since the entire incident and they'd already suffered through degrading and humiliation of her snot nosed husband and an explosion. He hated to think of what could be next. Sighing deeply, he understood that what he was feeling had to be something really special with her. The thought of never being able to see her again had him aching inside.

Jennifer shook her head adamantly, "You could have gotten killed. Oh my God...all those people were hurt because me and because of me." She gasped, her throat sore and beginning to dry out. She whispered, "Don't you see? It's Leonard, he purposefully got himself arrested today so that he would have an alibi while he hired somebody to try and kill me."

Mike couldn't deny that Leonard was trying to kill her. This he had already figured out. At least it's what his gut told him.

"I need to drop the charges so nobody else will be hurt. I can't bear the thought of you being hurt because of me."

Mike grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her into his chest, an angry tone was heard in his next statement. "First of all, I'm a witness to Leonard's abuse, so the charges are going forward, because I have filed them. Second, none of this is your fault. It's not your fault you're married to a tyrannical maniac. Leonard most likely did this because of control and sadistic need to destroy anything that comes across his path."

Jennifer gave a soft smile at his description of Leonard. "That's a pretty accurate assumption. He always loves inflicting pain on others.

Mike sighed, "I've seen more than my fair share of Leonards'. If Leonard wants to kill you, he's going to have to come through me. You've been brutalized by him enough; never again will he harm you. Never!" His eyes took on a ferocious look as his manner became serious. "You're going to live and you're going to find out what it's like to love again."

Jennifer looked at him, stunned by his outburst and by his aggressive and protective nature. She had never had anyone care about her like this. The shell that she had been trying to solidify since she met him, to keep it intact, was yet again crumbling.




Dance of Seduction Ch. 02



Just then, the paramedic told mike that he was done, but explained to him that he couldn't turn over until after treatment was received at the hospital. Jennifer knelt down to where he was and pulled herself in closer to him, ignoring the paramedic's warning to stay in her seat. With her heart in her throat, she put her hands around his face and sweetly kissed his lips before whispering, "I've never felt anything like this before. Nor has anyone expressed such passion about me in this way, but I can't let you be hurt because of me."

Mike exhaled and whispered, "It's my decision to stay, you're not twisting my arm and what better is it to have someone you know care about your welfare protecting you? You know I do care about you don't you?"

Jennifer cleared her throat, "Yes, but..."

Mike interrupted her, saying with a ferocious sincerity, "Leonard Baughman will never get the chance to hurt you again, you have my word. I don't make promises I can't keep. Leonard will also have his own share of pain to deal with before all of this is over." He didn't want to tell her that he'd planned on given Leonard a dose of his own medicine.

Jennifer stared at him, her heart aching with the fierce protectiveness he was voicing, but he didn't know Leonard and she knew the next time she would have to stop him from being hurt. She knew Leonard would never give up . She knew that there would be a next time She understood that he would keep coming until she was dead.

She looked at this man in front of her and allowed herself a brief few moments daydreaming of being loved by this man. What would it be like to wake up next to him; to have him make love to her? What would it be like to have him always there protecting her. The ferocious passion he seemed to pour into everything he did made her feel things she had never felt before and dreaming of a future that hurt when she surmised the idea that it would never happen. As she found her hand going to his once more, she grasped it tightly, feeling hope seep back into her heart with the contact. While she knew Leonard would never give up trying to kill her, she could feel the assurety in his grasp that he would never give up protecting her.

The ambulance pulled into the hospital parking lot and Mike was wheeled, while Jennifer walked into the hospital escorted by the EMTs. A quick stop as they waited for the night duty receptionist to buzz them into the treatment area. Once they arrived in his room, the doctor came in, took a look at Mike's cuts, told him they needed to be sanitized and that his back needed to be x-rayed to make sure there was no glass imbedded beneath any muscle or tissue. For the next hour they cleaned, sutured and cleaned the outside of Mike's back, having him wince from the pain of each swab of peroxide they used to disinfect his cuts. When they finished the cleaning of his back and he was waiting for them to escort him to the x ray room, Capt. Greene came in, asking how he was feeling. Mike updated him on his condition and explained what he was waiting to happen. After their initial greeting, he had another officer escort Jennifer out to the waiting room while he had Mike go through the details of what occurred at the bar. He also wanted to know if Mike new about the fact that his car was found as the source of explosion. Mike explained that he did. Because of this, Captain Greene had to consider the idea that someone may have been targeting him.

He asked for a list of all of Mike's cases both past and present, whom he felt may want him dead. Mike gave him a quick rundown of his cases. He explained to the Captain that he didn't think that any of his present cases, other than Jennifer's husband, would want him dead. Most of his cases were cleared and the assailants were all behind bars. He mentioned Jennifer's theory about how Leonard wanted to kill her making her the target. He said that he agreed with her, that Leonard was the only one currently who would want to do that. Captain Greene didn't doubt it, he'd read Leonard's file and even spoken to the man himself. Leonard Baughman was a force to be reckoned with. However, just because of this, it didn't mean he was a psychopath.

"Capt, I may not be a psychiatrist, but I know Psycho when I see it and believe me, Leonard Baughman doesn't have all his ducks in a row."

"Until we get something to substantiate that claim, we can only assume, Mike."

"Assumption my ass, the man's crazy. What kind of man will deliberately hurt his wife in front of an officer, or even show up when he knows there is a restraining order against him. Furthermore, why did he have that evil ass grin on his face?"

"That doesn't make him Psycho, detective. Since we are on the subject of what's right and wrong, how about you getting too close to his wife? Every time an incident has occurred you've been there? If he wanted to set you up for blame you'd be the perfect suspect. Not just that but it would look like you and Jennifer are having an affair, and as someone who's married myself, I would never want my wife with another man, even if I was abusive or not."

This caused Mike's face to turn beet red. He'd never really thought beyond his attraction for Jennifer. "What else do you have to say about the incident?" He inquired, purposefully drifting the conversation into another area.

Sighing, Capt. Greene told him that the bomb squad had determined that the bomb had been activated using a timer. That timer had been activated when he started the car. The fact that they had stopped for a drink was what had saved their lives. The device had been set to detonate within ten minutes of being inside the vehicle, however, they had stopped before the bomb could go off. The vehicle was currently being canvased. They'd taken prints from the vehicle, taken a sample of debre from the vehicle itself, to gather the type of information they needed to determine what type of bomb was used, whether it had been homemade or professionally bought.

Jennifer came back into the room escorted by an officer. She came over to Mike and lovingly touched his face. Mike could see by the look in her eyes she wanted something and that desire was made known with a lick her lips. Mike stood and pulled her into his arms. She tilted her head back to look at him, his lips descended on her mouth in a possessive, loving kiss that left her trembling as her arms wrapped around his neck. Mike pulled back from the kiss. Jennifer was still frozen in place with her eyes closed, head tilted back and her tongue licking her lips savoring his taste.

As her eyes slowly opened, there was a dreamy look camping in her eyes. Mike could see things in her eyes that gave him hope. He saw passion and desire for him at the forefront, but lurking behind that were hopes and dreams of love; the possibility of a future lurking there. He could tell she desperately wanted everything he was offering, but she was afraid. Not afraid of him or her feelings for him. She was afraid that she would cause him pain and suffering, so he whispered to her.

"Everything I see in your eyes, I want too. When we first met there was a spark and I think that means something. I want to find out where it goes and you have to be with me on this journey, so believe in me. If you're okay with riding a motorcycle, I'll pick you up for breakfast in the morning."

Jennifer looked at him with her eyes glistening, trust and the hope of love and a life free of pain was written in their depths. The lump in her throat wouldn't allow her to speak, so she nodded her head in agreement and quickly turned and fled the room so he wouldn't see her crying tears of happiness. As the officer drove her back to the shelter she felt happier and more alive than she ever had and she desperately wanted to believe that she could feel Mike's love and passion just a little while longer.

The next morning at 7:30 on the dot, Jennifer heard the rumble of the Harley-Davidson come down the street and once again she felt hope and love blossom in her heart. When she saw Mike getting off of his motorcycle, she had to catch her breath. All decked out in his leathers he looked like the Black Knight mounted on his fiery steed waiting to abscond with her to his castle. At that moment Ms. Peterson came up and put her arms around Jennifer and said.

"Don't be afraid of love, let yourself feel again. I can see the way you two feel about each other but he's not going to make the first move, because he doesn't think you're ready nor does he want to hurt you. So if you want him, you're going to have to let him know and don't be afraid Jennifer. Remember you can't win the lottery if you don't play the game."

Jennifer looked at her and gave her a quick hug before she ran off and wrapped her arms around her black knight and then drove away for breakfast. Since the assignment they'd been on was over, they took the day off and motored up to Carmel and spent the day hanging around the beach.

For Mike, seeing Jennifer smiling, giggling and generally relaxed made him feel warm inside. Every time Jennifer smiled, laughed or held on to him, he felt his whole body go warm inside. Mike really liked where this was headed, she felt so perfect in his arms and her lips and smile just made him glow inside.

Since Jennifer didn't have any swimsuits or sun clothes, Mike bought her some; of course ignoring her many objections. She opted to buy some shorts and a crop top and a conservative two piece swim suit. Mike would loved to have seen her in a tiny bikini, but she was ashamed about her scars and didn't want anyone to see them, especially Mike. They spent the whole day enjoying being around one another; playing, swimming and after lunch they even took a nap in the shade of one of the gnarled cypress trees around the beach.

Jennifer had never felt so safe and relaxed. Being able to touch and hold Mike was bliss; she never wanted this day to end. When they napped, Jennifer only pretended to sleep, she was really inhaling into her memory his scent, the way the warmth combined with his body enveloped her; the sound of his heartbeat. She just wanted to remember everything about this perfect man that had her wrapped his arms. Her heart had never felt anything like this. As she snuggled on top of him, she felt his massive package of man meat pressing against her belly and it went past her navel. She felt herself getting wet, wondering what it would feel like to have him buried deep inside her. As she squirmed, feeling his hardness against her belly, she felt an elevated level of passion and desire.

She had never been in love, so she didn't know how it was supposed to feel, but she knew that in his arms she felt warmth, safety and bliss, something she had never felt before. She felt complete when she was with him and something was missing when he wasn't there. When they kissed, her whole body vibrated with this new found feeling. When she felt his massive cock pressing against her belly, she felt herself getting wet wondering if he would just fuck her like everyone else, or if it would be exquisitely wonderful like the romance novels. Her body was telling that it would be better than wonderful. She had never had anyone really take his time and make love to her, so she had no frame of reference, but already with just his kisses, Mike had shown her what love could be like. He had made her feel things she had never felt before. Just once before she died she wanted to feel love, desire and out-of-control passion. She wanted to know what a real orgasm felt like.

They stayed together to watch the sunset and with his arms around her, Jennifer was floating on a sea of unfamiliar feelings. She felt like she was in heaven. With Mike's strength, warmth, scent and love surrounding her, for a little while forgot about everything but him and the exquisite feelings that were his gift to her. They had dinner and then suddenly the day was over. Mike was parked in front of the shelter. He helped her off the bike and as he pulled her into his arms, her eyes were pleading with him not to let it end.

He gently caressed her face and lovingly kissed her goodnight, but Jennifer wanted more; and as he started to end the kiss, she leapt into his arms, trying to kiss him with all she had. When Mike felt her leap into his arms, he grabbed her and their mouths slammed together in a heart rending kiss that went on and on until both were panting with hearts beating like a runner at the end of the race and their knees were shaking with desire. As the kiss ended Ms. Peterson opened the gate and Jennifer knew she had to go, but her heart leapt as Mike said. "See you for breakfast tomorrow."

She was going to see him again tomorrow. Her thoughts were giddy as she skipped over to Ms. Peterson, gave her a hug and continued into the house. Mike stood there with a silly grin on his face as Ms. Peterson smiled at him before closing the door. Jennifer was mobbed inside the shelter. All the women wanted to know any and all details involving the two. Jennifer glanced around and saw in everyone's eyes that these women were starving for romance in their lives just as she had been. All Jennifer remarked, was that it had been a beautiful, wonderful day. However, the women didn't let up, they kept pressing for more details, so she added that Mike was a magnificent kisser. All the other women hugged, kissed her and told her they were so jealous and happy for her that she'd found someone to treat her like a woman.

When she got to her room, she sat on her bed and started thinking about her life. Leonard had been friends with her parents and while he was rich, they were dirt poor and when they lost the farm that had been in their family three generations to foreclosure at 16, all of her dreams of being a dancer were crushed. Leonard had come to her parents with a proposition that he would fund Jennifer's education and career if she would be his consort during public functions. Her parents thought long and hard, talked with Jennifer about the idea and their only concern was that Jennifer's reputation would be impeached, so they consented that only if Leonard married Jennifer would they allow her to be his escort.

Leonard had always been nice to the family, neither of her parents knew of his dark side and her mother thought that Jennifer would grow to love Leonard with time. So a virgin at 16, she married Leonard Baughman for the convenience of both families, with Leonard buying their farm, allowing her parents to farm the land. Leonard kept his word and Jennifer went to the best dance schools, but she and Leonard never really got along. After two years of marriage the abuse began.

While she was held captive, Leonard never failed to mention her parents and their welfare, holding it over her head. When her mother died, all the love and the fight went out of her. She tried to be as subservient as possible, to make sure Leonard did not punish her further. However, it didn't make any difference. Sometimes he would beat her just because he felt like it. Then Mike came into her life and everything changed.

Before there was only darkness, despair and pain; now there was light, hope, love and passion. With Mike everything was the opposite of her life with Leonard. He was her every dream come true. A frown replaced the smile that had been there, because she knew that despite her new found happiness, the fact remained that she was a married woman. Although the abuse was bad enough, she was married to Leonard and until that ended, she felt like she needed to be true to her marriage vows. Sighing as she continued to contemplate, she realized that she only had these guilty feelings when Mike wasn't around. When she was with him the euphoria of his passion and love for her pushed aside all other thoughts and she couldn't think of anything else, there was only Mike.

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Once Mike got home, he checked his phone and found he had missed two calls from Capt. Greene so immediately called back. After an introductory chewing out for not answering his phone Capt. Greene went into some details of the bombing investigation. They had ID'd the bomber back to a bomb maker for hire in South Africa. An interesting development that could tie Leonard Baughman to the bomber, was that he had an import business that went in route from India to Africa before coming to America. There was no solid link to say that Leonard was the guy with one hundred percent certainty, but they were looking. He also informed him that Leonard Baughman had been released on his own recognizance, but the restraining order was still in place.

Mike perked up when the captain mentioned that the Lawyers were going to give Jennifer two hours to get her clothing and other items that she might need from the home around 2 PM the next day. Capt. Greene also wanted Mike to escort her to and from the house. If he needed a car one would be made available. After that was done Mike would take the rest of the week off, in which during this time he would be required to visit with the departmental psychologist next week. Mike told Capt. Greene that the car would be much appreciated and that he had planned on renting a new car tomorrow until his insurance came through and he would be able to get his own vehicle. He told him that when he got one he would call him and let him know where the unmarked car could be picked up.

Both Mike and Jennifer had sweet, loving erotic dreams of each other. The following morning when they awoke, both had shy, joyful smiles on their face. When Mike pulled up to the front of the shelter, Jennifer was waiting and came running to him; the joy of seeing him beaming on her face like a lit Christmas tree.

As she gleefully jumped on the bike, she wrapped her arms around him and squeezed tightly, leaning into his back. Mike knew how she felt because he couldn't wait to see her, but seeing her face all lit up with joy from being with him made his heart swell with pride, causing it to beat just a little bit faster. He knew he had to be careful because they were moving awfully fast, but everything felt so perfect with her he didn't really want to slow it down. Mike could feel himself falling for her. He could tell she was falling for him as well.

As he rode off towards their breakfast place, Mike felt her arms wrapped tightly around him, the happiness she had washing over him. He knew they shouldn't be moving as fast because they still had Leonard to deal with, but when she was in his arms, the rest of the world just went away and it was just Jennifer.

When Mike pulled up to the restaurant, Jennifer bounded off the back of the bike and the minute he swung one leg over the bike, Jennifer stepped between his legs, pressed herself up against him and kissed him with a passion he didn't know she had. Mike wrapped his arms around her and kissed her back, giving just as much as he took and as the kiss finished, Jennifer lay her head on his chest, licking her lips, once again savoring the taste. In an intimate whisper, she stated, "Oh my Gawd Mike, I dreamed of you; of holding you and kissing you all night long. I feel guilty for feeling the way I do about you because I am married to another man. I don't know what's happening to me, but I only seem happy with you. I can't seem to wipe the smile off my face. I know you're just being nice to me, but I've never felt like this, so can you do it just a little bit longer."

Mike put his finger under her chin and tilted her face so he could look into her eyes and then he whispered fiercely. "I am not being nice to you, because I want this; I want you in my arms and tasting you on my lips. You're a loving, caring, incredibly beautiful woman and I have had dreams about you as well, except my dreams were a lot more risqué than yours. You've lit a fire in me and one that burns hotter every time we kiss. If you weren't married and we didn't have Leonard to deal with I would have you in my bed turning those dreams into reality."




Dance of Seduction Ch. 02



Jennifer trembled at the passion in his voice, her legs felt weak. As she looked into his eyes, there was a small inkling of what it would be like if he ever really truly let go and made love to her the way he wanted. He stood and as he was taking off his jacket in a voice so soft he couldn't hear, Jennifer whispered. "Please."

Mike never heard what she said, but when he looked at her, he saw a pleading in her eyes so he kissed her, thinking this was the answer to her pleading eyes. Mike wrapped his arm around her and they went into the restaurant with Jennifer walking on wobbly legs. All during breakfast Jennifer stared at Mike, trying to figure out how to tell him she wanted him, she wanted to feel again, she wanted to feel his passion pouring into her.

After breakfast as they were standing next to the bike, Jennifer once again looked at him with her eyes begging and said. "Please."

Mike never connected the before and after conversations and assumed she wanted him to kiss her, so he did. He pulled her into his arms and gently but firmly kissed her until she felt her head spinning. They drove to the precinct to check out a car and then the whole ride there Jenifer clung tightly to his back, crying tears of love and frustration. She had to figure out a way, because she never wanted anything as badly as she wanted Mike to make love to her. She wanted to feel what love would be like, feel his kisses all over her and feel his massive cock buried inside her; she wanted to feel alive, loved and desired.

When they pulled into the precinct garage and checked out the car, Mike noticed that Jennifer's eyes were red and she seemed a lot more subdued than when he first picked her up. He knew something was wrong so he pulled her into his arms, softly kissed her and ask what is wrong.

She hid her face in his chest and whispered. "I want it."

Mike was still confused so he sat on a bench, pulled her into his lap, held her face so she was looking at him and asked. "What do you want Baby?"

"You...what you said...everything." The trembling in her body spoke of the depth of her desire.

Finally the light went on and he understood. "Oh Baby, you will. When the time is right we will be together, we'll make love." Mike saw tears falling from her eyes and he held her saying. "Talk to me Baby, tell me what you're thinking."

"I want to feel love, I want feel your passion, I want to feel you inside me, I want you to make love to me and feel everything before I die." She said between sobs.

"Die! What do you mean die?" Mike ask incredulously.

"Leonard will kill me! He will never let me be with you. He will never stop and before I die I want to feel love, feel passion and you." She cried.

Mike held her sobbing body against his chest and finally understood the terror that she lived with every day. He held her and rocked her in his arms, trying to figure a way she could come out of her dark terror filled world and into the light loving world with him. For that to happen, Leonard had to be locked away forever or dead. He needed to get her some counseling as well, so he tried again.

"Baby, I will protect you. As long as you're with me you will be safe."

She kissed her way up to his lips and after kissing his lips softly, she said. "I can't let you be hurt because of me."

Mike looked fiercely at her and said. "I've told you this once before; I'm going to see to it that he gets his. The more I see what he has done to you, one of the most loving and beautiful woman I've ever seen, the angrier I get. The more I care about you, the more I want to break every bone in his body for what he has done to you. He is not even human and doesn't deserve to live."

His look softened into a passionate and loving look as he gazed into her eyes, tears shimmering in his, he continued. "You my precious Baby, I will protect with my life. I can't let him hurt you anymore. You've endured enough and how you still have such a beautiful and loving spirit after what you've been through I'll never know. I want you in my life and when the time is right, you will find out what making love is truly all about. When you truly make love, it has to be with someone you care about and it's just as much spiritual as it is physical. So trust and believe in me."

"You're the only person I trust and believe in, but you don't know what Leonard is capable of." She said.

The car arrived and it was an older Chevy Impala, but at least it had bench seats so he could hold her. By the end of the trip to the first dealer, Jennifer was feeling much better and most of it had to do with Mike's arms holding her tight and caressing her during the trip. They wound up spending the entire morning going to different dealers, but in the end Michael purchased a rental version of his SUV that had been blown up. They finished up the paperwork a little before 1 PM. It was time for the quick lunch before they went to her old house to pick up the clothing and other items left behind.

When they got there, Leonard was not there, however somebody else was waiting. Neither Mike nor Jennifer had ever seen him before, but he was to be their escort to make sure they only took Jennifer's things. The guy was very sinister and gave both of them the creeps, so Jennifer packed as quickly she could and stuffed most of her things into six suitcases. Obviously, she was still leaving a lot of stuff behind, but she had enough to get by. Mike packed everything into the SUV and drove into the hills, where they had an early dinner and then stayed to watch the sunset with Jennifer wrapped protectively in Mike's arms.

Mike thought the earlier conversation was in the past, but when he put Jennifer in the passenger seat of the SUV she once again looked at him with her eyes begging as she said. "Please."

Mike pulled her into his arms and softly kissed her lips said. "When the time is right Baby, you won't have to ask and every time you ask, you make it more difficult for me to resist you."

Jennifer held on for an extra minute, and she got an impish smile and then started giggling as she said. "Please, Please, Please, Please."

Mike couldn't help but smile and laugh with her. He cupped her face in his massive hand and just before he kissed her and said. "I like this fun loving little Pixy side of you."



Dance of Seduction Ch. 03



This is basically a love story and of course all characters are over 21. I want to thank stg0936 for the original idea, although I deviated from his idea during the writing of the story. I also want to thank Navaura for her spot on editing and suggestions for the improvement of this story. This story is as much hers as it is mine and because of Brandy the dialogue is richer and everything is much more accurate. This is a team effort and a much better story because of her efforts.

I hope all of you enjoy the story as much as we did writing it.

Chapter Three - Passion Consumes

When they got back to the shelter all the other women came out and helped unpack the SUV. Mike kissed her goodnight and told her he would see her in the morning. As they parted Jennifer whispered. "Bring the bike, I like having to hold on to you."

For the next week, they settled into a routine. Mike would pick her up for breakfast, they would spend a day together doing innocuous little things, but every day they grew closer and for Mike, every day it became harder to drop her off at the shelter. Jennifer's pending case against her husband was starting to wind its way through the court system. She had met with a lawyer to file divorce papers. None of this she could have done had she not had Mike by her side. He gave her strength and the resolve to see all of this through. He had saved her in the beginning and every day he saved her even more. Every day Leonard faded farther and farther into the past. Day after day with Mike, she began to think more and more of a life with him and less of her terror with Leonard.

Mike also took her to a counselor every other day. While there was money from the city to cover some of the counseling services for abuse victims, Mike made sure that Jennifer got everything she needed by covering what the city didn't. Of course, Jennifer didn't know that most of the good things happening in her life were the result of Mike.

The bombing of Mike's car was rapidly turning into a cold case. They had the manufacturer of the bomb but not the signature that signed the bomb to be departed for America. They couldn't find the bomber or any money it may have taken for Baughman to execute his plan. There was nothing to tie Baughman to anything, only what appeared to be legitimate sources. Looking into all of Mike's old cases also drew a blank.

Their kisses started showing their growing desire for each other. Mike would kiss every inch of exposed skin, caressing and tweaking those areas that were covered. He still resisted taking Jennifer to bed and making love to her, he wanted her to be healed at least as much as she could be. Mike was developing deep feelings for this stunning waif of a dancer and he didn't want just one time. He wanted their time of making love to be an earth shattering, life changing event for Jennifer.

What Mike didn't realize was that had already happened. For Jennifer, she had never had any of the lovers Leonard had given her to take their time, and as a result all of her experiences were uneventful and most were downright painful. The first deep loving kiss from Mike had rocked her world; leaving everyone thereafter seared into her psyche. When he began kissing her skin and caressing her body, she exploded in sensations, thinking she was going to lose her mind. Care, love and desire were all the things she read about in romance novels and were far away until Mike happened. Now her mind, body and heart were all alive and engaged in the most incredible, yet unfamiliar feelings.

Jennifer had never been in love before, but she knew that had to be what was happening. Every time she saw Mike her heart raced, her body tingled and she found it hard to breathe; but when he kissed and caressed her, she felt like she was going to explode. At nights she would lie in bed and relive the tenderness of his, kisses and caresses, his touch. She found herself touching all the areas that he had touched. For the first time in her life, Jennifer felt passion, she felt beautiful and desired, she felt cared for, a confidence contending of both hope and love. In a word for the first time in her life, she felt ALIVE.

Today was their two week anniversary and Mike was treating Jennifer to a day of pampering. He purchased the deluxe package at a day spa, that included a massage, haircut, nails, pedicure and makeup. He had also purchased her a slinky little black dress that he gave to her when he dropped her off at the day spa. He told her he would pick her up about 5:30 PM and then take her for dinner and a night on the town.

For Jennifer, spending every day with Mike had been the best thing that had ever happened to her. They had fun together and she felt feelings for Mike she had never felt for anyone else. All of her problems seem to have faded into the background and for the last five days she hadn't even thought of Leonard. Her only thoughts these days were of Mike, how he made her feel and for the first time in her life she was having erotic thoughts and dreams. She dreamed of what it would feel like to have Mike rubbing against her naked body, skin to skin; how it would feel to have him make love to her. Every night she had dreams about being in his arms, his kisses, his hugs and what it would be like to have him make love to her.

When Mike picked her up, he stared in amazement. As she walked towards him, gone was the shy reclusive woman he had first met, but instead there was a stunningly beautiful, regal and confident, dancer gliding towards him as if on a cushion of air. Her hair had been cut perfectly to represent her facial features. Her beautiful eyes, pouty lips and makeup was just enough to make her features more pronounced. Her dress exposed beautiful yet graceful muscular arms, legs, and back. Any parts that weren't exposed were snuggled into a tight silky and scintillating display. As she glided towards Mike, he was awed, she was absolutely glowing with a beautiful splendor and the love she was beaming towards him. As she got closer Mike spoke one word. "WOW."

Mike didn't think it was possible, but her smile got even bigger and she glowed even brighter as she came up to him and draped her arms around his neck flirting, "See anything you like."

Mike didn't say a thing, but growled as his mouth descended on her lips. She gasp and quivered as he plundered her mouth with his tongue. When his mouth slid off hers and onto her neck, where he relished the feel of her moans vibrating against his lips. As Mike nibbled down to her bare shoulders his hands caressed the covered parts and captured her breast feeling her hard nipple pushing into his palm. Mike rose and reacquired her mouth once again as his tongue dove into it, seeking it for any love he could find here. He kissed her until she was trembling in his arms. When he looked into her eyes, her regal look had been replaced with love, passion and hard flaming desire.

As Jennifer trembled in his arms she gasped. "Oh God, Oh My God, I ... I guess that's a yes. Oh Mike I can't think when you do that to me." Then she held tightly to him until her trembling began to subside.

Mike nibbled on her ear and then said. "That's the whole point, not thinking just feel. By the way my beautiful Baby, I don't think I said it in words, but you look extraordinarily beautiful tonight and it's going to be really hard for me to keep my hands and lips off of you." As his sentence ended, he felt her shiver in his arms.

She tilted her head up and looked at him said. "Oh God, you just did it to me again." As she trembled in his arms, she looked up into his eyes, licked her lips and gave him a saucy, seductive little smile and said. "By the way, underwear ruined the lines of this dress, so I'm not wearing anything underneath." While she was saying this, Jennifer was tantalizing him by rubbing her lower body against Mike's lap. She shivered as she felt his massive cock start to respond and press against her stomach.  

"Are you trying to seduce me?" He inquired, his question rhetorical.

Jennifer lit up with a grin so deep in brought in those dimples he loved seeing. "Maybe."

He shook his head, his eyes swimming with all sorts of thoughts.

Jennifer's eyes softened and became serious, as she looked at him and said. "Mike these last two weeks have been like a dream to me and with you I feel things I've never felt before. The thought of not seeing you makes my heart ache. I know you have to go back to work tomorrow, but can we still do breakfast or dinner, I don't think I can make it a whole day without seeing you."

"Count on it my Baby." He said.

Once again, that one little word warmed her from the inside. Being his Baby, made Jennifer feel safe, like she was loved and in a place she belonged. When she looked into his eyes, she felt like she had a home. Mike put her in the car and they drove for their night on the town.

The whole night Jennifer was floating on a cloud. She could still feel the kiss Mike gave her before they left and her body was still vibrating with the desire he had lit with the previously given kiss. Mike was looking at her with her with a hunger she had never seen in him and his eyes were constantly making love to her. She could feel his eyes stripping her naked and as he looked at her, she could imagine his lips traveling over her body. The whole night she could feel the fire burning in her loins and she could feel the lips of her pussy sliding against each other, soaked in her juices. Never in her life had she been this turned on.

Jennifer didn't remember where they went or what they ate for dinner, all she remembered were Mike's eyes making love to her. When they went dancing, once again Jennifer didn't remember where they went, she only remembered the feel of his strong hard body holding her on the dance floor. Every time a song ended, Jennifer was shaking. Her body grinding against Mike's body had her shaking with need so hard, an unbridled desire. She didn't know how many songs they danced to, but as the evening wore on Jennifer was almost insane with her need for Mike. Never had she wanted anyone like this, usually she was trying to find a way to hide and avoid sex. These were unaccustomed feelings.

Suddenly the evening was over and Mike was taking her back to the shelter. She didn't want the night to end and she could see in his eyes that he didn't either; but something was holding him back and she thought back to Ms. Peterson's words that Mike never wanted to hurt her, so if she wanted him she was going to have to make the first move. Jennifer had never wanted anything more her entire life than for Mike to make love to her, but did she have courage to make the first move. Abruptly they were at the shelter and Jennifer hadn't figured out how to make her move.

Mike opened the door and as he helped her out of the SUV he looked at her with love and passion in his eyes and said. "My God, you look so spectacularly beautiful tonight; it's hard for me to say good night."

Jennifer looked at him with her eyes pleading and said. "Then don't, I want you to take me home and make love to me, I want you to take me and make me your woman. I want to feel you inside me, want to feel you joined to me. Please Mike."

Mike pulled her tight against him and kissed her with a loving kiss. "Oh Baby, as much as I want to I can't. First off, I care for you a lot and I don't want to take advantage of you or wind up hurting you in any way. Second, you have cases against your husband and I'm the arresting officer. This would prejudice the case to a point where your husband could actually get off. Trust me baby this hurts and frustrates me just as much as it does you."

Jennifer clung to him, nibbled on his neck. Mike felt himself weakening and Jennifer felt him weakening as well. She felt his rapid breathing bathing her face, his lips were trembling and his cock was hard as steel alongside her belly and she wasn't letting him get away this time. She started rubbing her hard distended nipples against his chest, her pussy on top of his leg and her lips attacked his face and neck. She felt him half heartedly resist her attack for a few seconds and then she felt him give in.

He picked her up and set her in the SUV, pulled the spaghetti strap of her dress down her arm and exposed her breast and then sucked it into his mouth lashing her nipple with his tongue. Jennifer first squeaked when he put her in the car, gasped when he exposed her breast, then shivered and moaned as his mouth captured her nipple. In a couple of heartbeats she had gone from wanting to having every sensation she had been craving overwhelm her.

She bowed her back into his nipple attack and grabbed his head, pulling it tighter against her breast. As his teeth pulled on her nipple, she felt her pussy clinch and buck in response. Her reaction was not lost on Mike as he slid his hand between her legs and ran his thick finger through the soaking wet lips of her pussy and buried it deep in her tight barely used pussy. Jennifer couldn't breathe and her whole body trembled and spasmed as she felt his thick finger sliding in and out of her. His finger felt huge in her, she felt him stretching her pussy and as much as she dreamed of this moment, nothing prepared her for the exquisite euphoria of having it actually happen.

With a full night of teasing, she was ready and found herself on a fast climb to her first real orgasm as his thick finger pummeled her pussy. When it hit her legs, her hips and stomach muscles began to spasm and clinch in spastic jubilation. The rest of her body exploded into a massive fireworks display that blinded her to everything except Mike's continued fingering of her pussy. As she started to come down from her orgasmic high, Mike added his thumb, rubbing her clit, adding to the mix. She rapidly built to another massive orgasm that took her breath away.

Mike pulled his finger from her and watched intently as her stunning face and body contorted in orgasmic rapture. On one side he was very upset that he had given in to her and lost control, but on the other hand seeing his Baby's face in the midst of pleasure that she had never known before him, made him feel like maybe it was all worth it. He watched her face take it all in as it morphed from disbelief to awe, from rapture to love, from skepticism to belief. Finally she looked at him with complete, selfless and committed love, and surprisingly that look warmed and touched him to his very core.

As Mike held her in his arms as Jennifer was trying to make sense of the overwhelming rapture that was racking her mind and body. Even in her wildest dreams and fantasies she had never conceived of anything like what just happened to her. In just a few minutes Mike had turned her world upside down and she knew that everything in those romance novels could be real, because she had just experienced things she had never even read about. As she saw Mike's face hovering protectively and lovingly close to hers, she shuddered whispering, "M M Miiikke, Ooohh MM Mike."

Mike could see her eyes glistening with the emotion as she pulled herself against his chest. He could feel her sobs between her full body shivers. Mike held her wildly conflicted body in his arms and tightened his grip, pulling her hard against his chest and then he whispered. "I'm sorry baby, I'm so sorry I lost control for a second. You're so beautiful and was so unbelievably tempting all night long that I just couldn't stop and I'm so sorry."

Jennifer pulled back and looked at him with nothing but love in her eyes and said. "Don't you ever be sorry for what you just did. In my whole life I've never experienced that kind of passion and ecstasy and I never want to you to stop. I want the rest, I want you, all of you. Please take me home with you and show me what love can really be like."

"I can't, oh God I want to, but I can't. We have to get you back inside the shelter." Mike slipped the strap of her dress back up to her shoulders, but stopped to longingly gaze at her pert breasts, hard thrusting nipples begging him to ravish them, then quickly covered her breasts with the dress. He lifted her back out of the SUV and she had to hold on to him for a second before her quivering legs could take the weight.

Mike held her tightly against his chest and he felt his heart pounding with his feelings for her. He slowly began walking her to the shelter, with both looking into each other's eyes and neither wanting to part. As they got to the door, Mike whispered. "When you get settled call me on the cell phone." Then as she walked slowly through the door of the shelter. Mike reluctantly turned and left.

Mike's drive back to his house was one of the longest and loneliest of his life. It was about a mile from his house when his phone rang and he perked up when he saw that it was Jennifer. "Hi baby ..."

But, he was cut off as Jennifer whispered "He's here Mike ... Leonard is here trying to break in to find me."

Mike's elation turned to panic in less than a heartbeat. He whipped the steering wheel and did a tire smoking u-turn. "I'm on my way and I'll be there in less than ten minutes. Oh god baby find a way to stay safe and I'll be there. Talk to Ms. Peterson or any of the other women to see if there is a back way out. If there is run like hell and call me when you get free so I can know where to pick you up."

Mike was breaking every traffic law in the book in his effort to get to Jennifer. In the back of his mind, he was wondering how Mr. Baughman found her. He had set her up at the shelter by himself and had only told the detective after everything was set. How did he find out? Mike pushed that to the back of his mind ... for now, because the way he was driving he needed all his faculties focused on his driving. His phone rang and he punched the hands free. "Are you safe baby?"

"I'm at the street behind the shelter; please hurry Mike before he finds me." She blurted out in a terrified voice and then hung up.

Mike pressed the gas petal all the way to the floor and what little caution he had left him. He would never forgive himself if something happened to Jennifer and he was in a full blown panic and when he got to the street where Jennifer said she was, but he was going too fast and over shot the street. Mike smoked the tires stopping, again reversing and again going forward down the street to find Jennifer.

He saw her hiding behind a tree and slammed on the brakes, but he was going so fast he skidded 20 feet past her, but by the time the car had stopped Jennifer had opened and dove through the door. She didn't stop there and in what seemed like less than a second Jennifer had whole body wrapped around Mike and her arms were almost strangling him. Mike didn't care as he wrapped his arms around her scared and trembling body and almost crushed her with the insuring bear hug.

As they clung to each other and as Mike rained kisses over her trembling face he whispered. "Oh baby, are you okay, did he hurt you? I'm so sorry baby, are you okay?"

"Mike he would've killed me if you hadn't gotten here." Now it was Jennifer's turn to rain kisses all over Mike's face, but he stopped her when he captured lips and they fused together in a deep bonding kiss. Their lips separated long enough to catch their breath and then they were back together in a softer more loving kiss. They stayed together holding each other and softy kissing until the panic had left them and then Mike started driving home. This time he was not letting Jennifer out of his sight.

Jennifer was sitting in Mike's lap with her back against the door as he drove with her arms wrapped tightly around him. Mike knew this was a dangerous way to drive, but right now the other side of the car was just too far away and neither could stand the separation. During the drive back, Mike called Ms. Peterson and let her know that Jennifer was okay and with him, and she breathed a sigh of relief at the news. Mike also called the detective in charge of Jennifer's case and told him about the incident, also letting him know that he wasn't letting Jennifer out of his sight and that she would be staying with him.




Dance of Seduction Ch. 03



When Jennifer heard him say that, she snuggled into his neck, kissed his neck and whispered. "Thank you Mike, I only feel safe when I'm with you anyway."

When they got to Mike's house he pulled the car into the garage and closed the doors behind them. As they walked into the house, their arms were tightly wrapped around each other. Mike gave her a tour of the house and wound up showing her the guest bedroom. Jennifer looked up at him questioningly and said "Mike can I sleep next to you."

Mike looked into those trusting and loving eyes and it took every ounce of fortitude for him to say. "It would look better for your divorce and your court case if we didn't sleep together."

Jennifer looked crestfallen and dropped her arm from around his waist. Mike picked her up and cradled her against his chest and quickly said. "No Baby, it's not what you think; I know if you're in bed with me I wouldn't be able to stop myself from making love to you. I ache to have you in my arms and kiss every inch of your beautiful body. You are my ultimate temptation and if you are in my bed, I would not be able to resist you. This is one of the hardest things I've ever had to say."

Her smile brightened a little bit and she nuzzled into his neck. "Thank you for saying that, even if it isn't true."

"Look into my eyes and you will know what I say is true. You feel it just like I do when we touch or kiss. I desperately want to take you and give enough pleasure to erase all the bad that has come before. I know you feel it too."

"Yes I know, being kissed by you is more arousing and passionate than sex with most people, but I'm scared that I will never get to feel you loving me. I'm afraid that something will happen." She whispered into his neck.

"Nothing will happen, big bad Mike is here to protect you." A smile could be felt against his lips as he spoke that joke into her hair. He exhaled sharply and whispered tenderly, " and you my dear are my pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Nothing is going to stop me from making love to you. Now let's get you ready for bed." Mike kissed her and set Jennifer back on her feet, then showed her the bathroom to take a bath or shower. While she was getting everything ready for her bath, Mike brought her a toothbrush, toothpaste, a hair brush and a t-shirt to wear as a night shirt.

Mike gave her a peck on the cheek and a pat on the bottom and closed the bathroom door so that she could have some privacy. He went to his own bathroom to take care of his pre-bed routine. Mike normally slept in the nude, but wore a pair of boxers at least until he went to bed.

He was drinking some water when Jennifer came out of the bathroom and almost broke out laughing. He was desperately trying to stop from laughing when Jennifer let go with a belly laugh and then he joined in. The t-shirt was almost to her ankles and the short sleeves were past her wrists. The only thing that could be remotely called sexy was the large neck that left a deep plunging neckline and presented lots of cleavage.

She came over and sat in Mike's lap and said. "I guess we need to go shopping tomorrow, I'll never to able to seduce you in this."

"Oh you don't think this flatters your figure ... if I can find one buried in there." Mike retorted.

Jennifer giggled and punched him in the arm. Mike loved seeing Jennifer laugh and giggle without a care in the world; he wanted to see more of that. Mike picked her up in his arms, stood and started walking to the bedroom and then he teased her by saying.

"It's just not fair, you trying to seduce me with your sexy outfits. How can I resist?"

Jennifer giggled some more and even her eyes smiled back at him. She snuggled into his neck and whispered "If you like this one, wait till I bring out the really sexy ones." He held her tight against him and then he felt her body jerking in deep, heart breaking sobs, his shoulder was suddenly wet with tears. He laid her on her bed in the guest bedroom, stroked her face and ask "What's wrong Baby."

"Mike, I don't know how I can laugh after all that's happened, but your strength makes me feel safe, secure, desired and loved. I haven't felt love since my mother died or laughed since before that and now you've given me both. Thank you for being my hero and saving me."

Jennifer reached up with both hands and grabbed Mike's face and pulled him into a deep soulful kiss. At the end of the kiss, Mike had to take some deep breaths to keep from pulling Jennifer into his arms and ravishing her right there on the bed. With his head still spinning, Mike bade Jennifer a good night and then turned out the lights, shut the door and then went through the whole house checking all the locks before finally setting the alarm.

Mike finally got to his bedroom, his heart still pounding in his chest, where he knew he would have a very difficult time sleeping. He took off his boxers and crawled naked between the sheets. He lay in bed thinking about Jennifer. There was no denying the deep feelings she had ignited in him, but she was so damaged from her marriage, would she still love him once she was healed. He didn't know the answers to any of these questions. All he really knew was he wanted her heart to bond with his.

Then an almost angelic apparition appeared in his door, it was a very naked Jennifer. In the soft darkness of his room she, looked almost ethereal as she glided towards his bed cloaked in shadows; she was the most beautiful woman he ever seen. As Mike watched, she pulled down the covers on the other side of the bed and slipped under the covers towards him. Mike was still stricken and hadn't moved an inch as she slid all the way up his chest, with her hard nipples leaving a burning trail of lust across his chest. She gently laid her lips on his and nibbled softly whispering.

"This is my other seduction outfit."

Mike caught himself gazing into those soulful green eyes, he felt himself being captured and her eyes were pulling at him. He felt himself responding to the pleading and begging coming from those eyes and without even knowing it, his mouth moved towards hers and captured her lips in a gentle loving kiss. As the kiss ended, Mike's lips didn't move away but stayed next to hers, almost touching. He could feel her rapid breathing bathing his face. Mike's tongue came out and began to gently caress her upper lip, he felt her breath catch and then shudder in a soft moan, just before her lips closed on his tongue and began to suck him into her mouth.

Mike accepted the invitation and within seconds he was plundering her mouth, trying to extract all the love he could find there and then replace it with all the love he had his heart. It was a kiss that both of them felt all the way to the curling of their toes and it only ended when they were both desperate for air. In the end, both of them were gasping for breath like marathon runner's but Mike couldn't wait to catch his breath and began lavishing kisses on her cheeks, nose, eyes, forehead or anywhere else he could find that tasted of Jennifer. Jennifer eagerly offered up her face as a sacrifice to Mike's loving kisses as he began to devour her face with his lips.

Once Mike had caught his breath, he rushed to reacquire her mouth and once again begin to plant seeds of love and desire in her mouth, feeding them with his love and watching them bloom. Meanwhile Jennifer's head and heart was spinning, the desire coursing through her veins was beyond anything she had ever experienced. Mike's uncontrolled passion was only matched by her frenzied desire for more of everything he offered.

Jennifer's hands were clawing at his back in a plea for him to give her more, while his hands were exploring all of her feminine peaks and valleys. His large hand settled on her breast and they were perfectly filled with her soft, firm succulent breast with her tight thrusting nipple digging into his palm. Mike closed his hand circling her breast and then with his thumb and forefinger began to twist and pull her nipple sending bursts of desire throughout her body.

Jennifer bowed her back trying to push more of her breast into his grasping hands and her lips broke from his kiss as she threw her head back in a passionate moan. This exposed her delicate neck to Mike's voracious desire and he began to kiss and nibble down the sensitive skin of her neck. He could feel her hammering pulse beating just below the skin and felt her life force rushing through her veins just below his sucking lips. As he continued to lick, suck and nibble on her sensitive neck she gave a shuttering moan and surrendered to him

For only the second time in her life, with the first being earlier that night, Jennifer felt out of control desire consuming her body, from her lips, to her neck and her thrusting nipples she was on fire. Jennifer was having a hard time catching her breath as everything Mike did to her, forced her body to explode with new sensations. Just as she thought it couldn't get any better Mike's mouth joined his fingers on her nipples and she arched her back even further and quivered as her pussy pulsed with every tug, suck and nibble on her incredibly sensitive, turgid and over stimulated nipples. It was like her nipples and pussy were connected and she was finding it hard to breathe with the every new sensation sending shutters through body.

Mike's hand abandoned her nipple and Jennifer felt the disappointment as the hand traveled over her tight belly, but that quickly turned into jubilation as his fingers caressed her clit and then slid through her swollen pussy lips and buried inside her. Once again Jennifer had trouble catching her breath and her whole body shook as she felt Mike's thick finger push inside her. Jennifer let out a raspy moan telling Mike that she was loving everything that he was doing to her. "Oh Mike ... Oh my Gawd Mike ... Oh Oh."

As Mike's mouth continued to move back and forth between her nipples nibbling, tugging and scraping her nipples against his teeth, his finger was slowly sliding in and out of her pussy and would occasionally slide to the top and caress her clit before dipping back between her swollen pussy lips. Jennifer felt sensations climbing higher and higher and completely on their own her hips were lifting off the bed and reaching for more. Mike slid a second finger into her incredibly tight pussy and the stretch of her quim made the sensations and her hips jump to a new level.

With two of Mike's large fingers buried in her pussy Jennifer was stretched wider than she had ever been and it felt so wickedly delicious. She wanted Mike to softly manhandle her and make her feel love and passion. He had already pushed her pass anything she had ever felt before and now her pussy was stretched, full of Mike and that is what Jennifer wanted more than anything, to be stuffed, stretched and full of Mike. He was giving her pussy the most wonderful stretching workout and her whole body was shaking with the desire he was building in her pussy and she let him know it.

"Mike ... Oh Gawd Mike ... More Oh Gawd More ... Take Me ... Stretch Me ... Fill Me ... Make me Yours."

Jennifer felt the build increasing like she was going to explode, and she was finding it harder and harder to breathe and her hips on were reaching higher lifting further off the bed trying to get more of Mike. With two of Mike's fingers firmly embedded in her pussy he used his thumb to start caressing her clit and that was all it took. Jennifer's whole body bucked, bowed off the bed and froze in a muscle clenching, body consuming orgasm. For a few seconds Jennifer couldn't breathe as her whole existence revolved around the sensation centered in her pussy. She lost the ability to see as fireworks were exploding behind her eyes and the euphoria she felt was unlike anything previously in her existence.

Jennifer's breath came back in a shuttering gasp, but her orgasm wasn't over yet. Mike rapidly flicked her clit with his thumb as he rammed his fingers back deep inside Jennifer's spasming cunt and orgasm blazed anew. Her body clinched again as she screamed her ecstasy for everyone to hear.

"AGAIN ... MMMIIKKKEEE ... OH MY, OH MY GAWD MIKE ... AAGGAAIIN ... MMIIKKEE ... OH GAWD."

Mike couldn't believe how passionate and responsive Jennifer was. He was just getting started and with her having already cum twice, he was bound and determined to make up for all her abuse by giving her a night of unbelievable pleasure. As he kissed his way down her flat, muscled, quivering and convulsing belly, he realized that Jennifer captivated him and he was falling under her spell. He paused to pay homage to her very sexy belly button before his lips joined his fingers making love to the core of her sexuality.

Mike licked her clit, watching her quivering response, he smiled as he settled between her legs and began to take this breathtakingly beautiful woman to new heights of ecstasy. He pulled one of his fingers out of her to give room for his tongue and with his first taste of her nectar he was addicted. Her taste reminded him of when he was a kid and his dad would put salt on his watermelon; she was sweet, salty, with lots of other flavors, but the sum was a taste he never wanted to be without. He began to lick, suck and feast on her succulent nectar. Her body went wild with shakes, shutters and seizures and he had to hold her firmly with both hands to continue his feast.

In Jennifer's entire life nothing prepared her for wild and uncontrollable ecstasy buffeting her mind and body. From when she lost her virginity at 16 married to Leonard her sexual experiences were nothing special and people had told her those little quivers she felt were orgasms, but earlier that night, Mike had shown her different and now she knew better. In the first few minutes of Mike making love to her, the entire world was changed and for the first time in her life she knew what the fuss was about and she finally knew that making love was something she had never experienced.

After Mike brought her to her first orgasm, she lost the ability for rational thought and all she could do was feel. Her body had no experience on how to cope with these feelings and her formerly graceful body was out of control with spastic responses to the rapture stampeding through her sexual core. Her heart had grown two sizes because she knew what love could be like. She knew Mike cared deeply for her and she had already fallen deeply in love with him.

Mike was loving her taste, but needed more and moved to suck her clit into his mouth, then caress and work it with his tongue. As he took her clit, Jennifer exploded into her strongest cum yet with all her pussy, stomach and legs seizing and cramping pulling her whole body into a fetal ball with mike's head in the center. Her breath came out in an explosive stuttering scream.

"MMM MMMMIIIKKKEEE ... MMIIKKE ... GAWD MIKE ... OH GAWD ... OH GAWD ... OH FUUCCKK."

Mike smiled into her pussy as he heard her swear. He was betting that this was the first time she ever uttered that word out loud. With her whole body cramping and seizing in orgasmic bliss, Mike knew it was time to relent and gave her succulent pussy a final kiss before reluctantly pulling back from her delicious juices. He pulled her spasming body into his arms and cradled her until her spasms turned to full body shivers and then quivers. Her unseeing eyes were glazed over, her teeth were chattering along with her body shivers. She tried to wrap her arms around him. It took her two tries to keep them there. Through her chattering teeth, she tried to tell him what she was feeling but all she got out was.

"Mike ... Oh Gawd Mike ... Oh Oh Mike ... I never ... felt ... Oh Mike."

Tears of Joy, ecstasy and probably a hundred other feeling were streaming down her face as she buried her face into Mike's chest. He held her tightly against his chest with his heart aching with the feeling that were blooming in his chest. She looked so beautiful wrapped in his arms and as he gazed upon her delicate beauty he saw some of the scars from her husband's abuse marring an other wise flawless body. He felt his anger at her husband welling up, but remembered this is her night and pulled her tighter to his chest to keep those feelings in the background.

Jennifer was euphoric with all feelings coursing through her body. Mike had just shown her his heart and his feelings for her in addition to the kind of ecstasy she thought was only in romance novels. She opened her eyes and saw Mike's massive erection jutting towards her. She had never seen anything so massive and so beautiful in her entire life. Jennifer released her hold on Mike and brought her hands to his cock. He had taken her to heaven without any thought of himself.

Her tiny hands would not fit around it and even holding it in both hands it still stuck way out the top and bottom. She brought her face to his cock and rubbed it against her cheek and whispered. "Oh Mike this is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen." Jennifer started kissing his cock, feathering it with slow loving kisses, her lips wrapped around his shaft and her tongue caressing it as she went.

Mike had never seen or felt anything as sensual as the loving kisses and caresses Jennifer was lavishing on his cock. Her lips would kiss, then wrap around the shaft of his cock as far as they could go and then her tongue would stroke it softy. Afterward, her lips would cuddle the shaft sensuously as it concluded the kiss and then she would move to another part of his cock. It was like she was French kissing his cock and it was beautiful and very arousing.

"Oh Mike its daunting and beautiful and I want you to stuff me full of your beautiful cock. I don't know if I can take all of it, but I want all inside of me." She whispered.

With that, Jennifer licked up to the head of his cock and popped it into her mouth. She began to take as much as she could in, bobbing her mouth up and down the shaft with her tongue caressing everything as she went. She started choking, pulled back, tried again, choked and each time she tried, she got a little further and finally she was taking a little more than half his cock down her throat. For Mike the loving passion she was devoting to his cock was truly erotic and her incredible throat fucking was getting to him.

The next time she went down on his cock he saw her delicate neck bulge as she kept going and took his entire cock down her throat. She held it for a second and then came back up, took a breath and did it again. This time Mike couldn't stop as the unbelievable eroticism joined with the tightness of her throat set him off, and he shot long ropes of cum down her throat. Mike lightly held her head in his hands and kept pumping his cum down her throat and in a guttural groaning voice said.

"Oh my Gawd Jennifer ... oh shit that is good ... Oh my gawd baby,"

Mike pulled her up to cuddle and hold her as she wrapped her arms around him, giving him a coquettish smile, proud that she had taken all of him and made him cum. He leaned over to give her a kiss and she turned her head away. He followed her face and captured her lips. She looked at him surprised that he would kiss her with his cum in her mouth. Mike kissed her with renewed passion and began kissing her face and neck with hundreds of little kisses. Then he rolled over so that she was underneath him and he was between her legs with his still hard cock nudging the swollen lips of her pussy.

"Oh Mike, I need you inside me. I want you to make me yours and stuff me full of your cock. Oh God Mike, I've never wanted anything more than to have you buried completely inside me. Fuck me baby and take me as yours." Jennifer whispered passionately in his ear.

Mike started rubbing the head of his still hard cock through her soaking, swollen pussy lips, spreading her juices over the head of his cock and slowly parting her cunt with the massive head of his cock. He nibbled on her ear and whispered. "I'm not going to fuck you, I'm going to make love to the most incredible, most loving and beautiful woman I've ever known. When I'm finished, you will know what it is like to have someone that cares for you to truly make love to you."




Dance of Seduction Ch. 03



Jennifer shivered at his words and she knew all the incredible things she had felt so far was only a warm up and Mike was going to take her to heaven. Mike began thrusting his cock in small increments; small movements going only centimeters at a time into her incredibly tight pussy. Mike started nibbling, licking and nipping at her open and vulnerable neck, trying to distract her from the stretch and pain he knew she had to be feeling, but Jennifer was muttering. "Oh Gawd Mike ... More ... Deeper ... Oh Gawd Mike I need you in me."

Jennifer felt her pussy being stretched wider than it had ever been and the pain felt like she was going to tear. Pain was nothing new to Jennifer, she had never had sex without it, but this was different and it was a soft, delicious, loving, stretching pain that felt so wonderful and she wanted more. When the head of Mike's cock popped through her inner lips and into her cunt chills ran though Jennifer as the pain stopped and there was only indescribable pleasure. Her fingernails clawed at Mike's back as she felt his cock filling pussy and her whole body tingled with the beautiful full, stretched feeling rubbing against her g-spot.

"Oh Mike ... Oh Gawd Honey ... you're filling me ... stretching me ... sooooo good ... Oh Gawd Mike ... Oh sooo good." She breathed lustily.

Mike began to slowly slide deeper into Jennifer's tight pussy and he was really glad he had cum a few minutes ago otherwise he would be cumming already. Her cunt was like a buttery soft vise, pulling and rippling along his rock hard cock and he was gritting his teeth, trying to suppress the urge to pound deep into her pussy. Jennifer wanted to feel Mike manhandle and dominate her. She wrapped her legs around Mike's middle and started pulling him deeper into her.

Jennifer's tingling body had become an inferno ready to explode with all of her skin turning into one big sexual organ. She could feel Mike's breath bathing her face and breasts and everywhere he touched her flames erupted. Her breathing was coming in halting gasps as she pulled herself up to nibble on Mike's ear, then whispered in halting gasps.

"Mike ... never felt ... anything ... Oh Gawd Mike ... deep ... beautiful deep ... Make ... Me ... Oh Gawd Miiiikkkkee ... Oooohhhh MM ... MMMIIIKKKEEE."

Jennifer's body exploded into one of the most all consuming orgasms Mike had ever seen. Her arms and legs lost their grip around his body and fell back to the bed with her back bowed and breasts thrust towards his mouth, but they were just out of reach. Mike's progress into Jennifer's pussy was halted as every muscle in her tight dancers body knotted in an orgasmic exultation, including her cunt that clamped him in place. Since he was trapped in her spasming pussy, Mike grabbed one of her nipples with his teeth and pulled. Jennifer's entire body shivered and her mouth started opening and closing in silent testament to the rapture rocking her entire being.

As her knotted muscles started to relax, Mike in one continuous push finished filling Jennifer with his cock and as he bottomed out Jennifer shattered again into another mind numbing cum. Jennifer's body was shaking continuously, her arms and legs were twitching and belly was knotted, revealing her six-pack abs. Her angelic face had a look of divine bliss and it glowed with adoring intensity as her eyes showed the love she was feeling for Mike.

Mike stayed buried inside her and gave her pussy time to adjust to the massive intruder. He leaned over her and began to lovingly languish kisses all over Jennifer's face and breasts, but he stopped when he felt Jennifer's hands cup his face and pulled him down to her mouth where she proceeded to attack his lips with ravenous kisses. She pulled her face back from her kisses, gazed lovingly in to Mike's eyes and Mike saw something he had never seen in a woman before; love. Pure, unselfish, giving everything you are, love.

Mike had fucked many women and even made love to a few, but never had he seen the depth of love Jennifer was showing him with her eyes. Her breathing was still puffs and gasps as she whispered to him with the same loving intensity shown in her eyes.

"Mike, I've never felt anything like this, I didn't even know these kind of feelings existed. Every cell in my body is singing their praises to you, my pussy is stretched so deliciously good and I am stuffed full of your cock I even feel you in my stomach. I never knew I could feel like this. Oh, Mike please make love to me some more and as long as you want me I'm yours. I never knew what love was till I met you, but I know now Mike, so please make love to me."

Mike looked back into those beautiful green eyes and shockingly realized he felt the same. He was in love with this women and as he started pulling his cock back to her pussy lips he whispered to her. "I'm in love with you too baby."

Jennifer felt like Mike was turning her pussy inside out as her lips clung to Mike's cock as he pulled back to her lips. This was exquisite torture as he pulled back and beautiful euphoria as he drove back in and the whole time clit and g-spot were being rubbed and stimulated and within two strokes she was in the midst of an awe inspiring orgasm. Mike never relented and kept up his pounding rhythm taking Jennifer higher and higher with the cums morphing together into one long massive cum that kept getting deeper and more body consuming. The whole time Jennifer kept screaming her testament to the man that was taking her to heaven. "MI ... KE, OH MIKE, OH GAWD, OH GAWD MI .... KE."

Jennifer's eyes soon glazed over with the ecstasy she was feeling, but her face had an ethereal glowing beauty as the love and orgasmic bliss covered her face. Her facial beauty was stunning and Mike had never seen a more beautiful woman. Mike bend down and kissed her unseeing eyes and cheeks as he renewed pounding his cock into this stunning woman. Her body was twitching and turned into a spastic seizure, but her mind separated and was floating on a cloud of ecstasy. She felt everything Mike did and felt every vein on his cock, but it was only increasing her love for him. For Mike her twisting, twitching body and the tight rippling cunt were rapidly taking him to the edge and he was going to claim her as he filled her with his cum.

Mike leaned down and began nibbling on her neck, feeling the heat and straining cords on her neck and her pulse hammering against his lips. He kissed his way up to her ear and whispered. "I'm going to cum inside you and mark you has mine."

Jennifer moaned. "Yes ... yours ... I'm yours." Then wrapped her arms and legs around Mike tightly as he began to shoot powerful ropes of cum against her cervix. While Mike was feeding and filling her pussy with his seed, Jennifer was clinging to Mike with her body vibrating like a guitar string. Mike continued to kiss her neck and face as he gently let her feel some of his weight on top of her, but as he looked into her eyes she was begging for it all. She wanted all his cock, all his weight and all his love. As he slowly let his weight crush her into the mattress he could feel the love she had for him pouring into his heart.

Everything logical in Mike told him this couldn't be happening; not in two weeks, but he couldn't deny his heart and what he was feeling for this stunning woman. He wanted her as his and he was never going to let her husband get a hold of her again.

Mike rolled over and pulled Jennifer on top of him. She laid her head on his chest with her body shakes making it hard to stay there. She kept whispering "Mike, Oh Mike, now that I know I can't be without you, I Love you Mike." Mike wrapped his arms around her and began caressing her silky soft back, but then he reached the small of her back and her tiny muscular butt it was rough with scarred skin and it brought back the reality of what she has had to endure. He vowed never again, never would she have to endure the abuse and torture her husband put her through.

Mike felt her twitches turn into something different and realized that she had fallen asleep. He rolled her over to the side of the bed and in doing so his cock came out of her, releasing the flood of their combined juices. Jennifer moaned at the loss of his cock, but went back to sleep. He got up, retrieved a towel and cleaned up the wet spot. Then he sat next to her, looking at this beautiful tortured angel that had captured his heart and his heart ached as he looked at her.

Mike placed his massive hand on her tiny belly and almost engulfed it and he began to lovingly caress this incredibly stunning woman. As Mike caressed her, he saw her face take on a loving glow and realized just how beautiful she could be when she was happy. Right now her face radiated love and happiness, something he had never seen on her till now. As his hands roamed her delicious body he could make out circular scars on the bottom of her breasts and around bald pussy in the dim light and they all looked like old scarred cigarette burns.

Jennifer rolled to the center of the bed and now Mike saw the worst of the damage. Her entire buttocks, some of her lower back and backs of her upper thighs were covered with scar tissue, but some new wounds. Mike had seen similar scarring from people that had been caned using split bamboo in Indonesia. He sucked in his breath when he saw her buttocks and felt his heart aching for what Jennifer must have had to endure and at the same time his fists were clinched in rage. How could someone do this to such a beautiful, sensitive, loving and delicate woman? You would have to be a completely heartless monster and Mike vowed that Leonard Baughman would pay.

He got up from the bed and walked to the window and stared out into the street, trying to calm his mind and body over what he had seen. As he was staring out into the street, he noticed a panel van and then parked behind it an SUV with darkened windows. They resonated with Mike because the gang unit used the same two types of vehicles for surveillance. He got his camera and took shots of the position of the vehicles and their license plates. Then it struck him that everywhere they had been today, a black SUV had also been there. Now he remembered seeing at the corner of his eye.

Something was going on here. He didn't know what, but he knew Leonard Baughman was somehow involved. Either someone was watching for Leonard Baughman or someone was using them as bait to get him. Either way he needed to find a way to keep Jennifer out of it.

He put the camera down picked up his jeans and was going go out to confront whoever was in the van when Jennifer suddenly sat up and screamed "Mike ... Mike."

He ran over to the bed and held her in his arms as he whispered. "What's wrong baby?"

Jennifer looked up with a tortured look on her face and whispered. "You weren't here and I got scared that you left me." She hung her head and buried her face in his chest and continued. "I guess I'm a big sacredee cat, I've never felt anything like tonight and I guess I'm afraid it will be taken away. I'm sorry, but could you hold me for a while."

Once again Mike felt his heart aching for her and said. "Nothing would make me happier than to have you a sleep in my arms." Mike bend down to kiss her forehead, but she tilted her face towards his and their lips latched onto each other in a loving sensuous kiss. As he held her Mike realized she was trembling and her wellbeing was his utmost concern.

As the kiss ended Mike whispered. "I'll be right back." He went and got his backup service weapon and slid it under his pillow. He saw her watching and said. "Just to make sure we are not disturbed." Then he slid into bed and Jennifer scooted over to quickly put the length of her body snug against his and wrapped her arms around him and hung on tight. She was still trembling as he wrapped his arms around her.

Mike realized that she was so tiny against his massive frame, that he could barely feel her in his arms, but her softness and warmth against his body felt wonderful. As a matter of fact, she felt so good his cock started hardening again and when Jennifer felt it, she squirmed against him trying to get it harder. Mike groaned as she used her body, rubbing and kissing his chest to excite him. Then she threw her leg over his body and then with her hand guided him into her pussy.

"Oh gawd this is the most wonderful feeling in the world." She said as she felt the head of his cock pop inside her. "Oh Mike, I'm so sore, but I can't stop, it feels sooo damn good. Never in my life have I felt anything as excruciatingly perfect as when you're inside me. Oh Mike, I need to you buried deep inside me, oh I need you so badly."

Mike rolled over on his back, pulling Jennifer with him and when he got there, Jennifer started trembling because she couldn't stop sliding down his cock until it was fully buried inside her pussy. She sat fully impaled on his cock, her whole body trembling with her head thrown back in an extended moan. Mike allowed her to sit for a minute and then put his hands under her ass, lifted her up a few inches and let her drop. As she slammed down, fully impaled herself on his cock Mike saw her entire body quake and her stomach muscles trembling , with her eyes wide open in surprise and her mouth open as she squeaked.

"Mike Oh Mi ... ke, Oh shit, Oh Gawd"

Mike lifted and dropped her again and this time her stomach muscles jerked her forward onto Mike's chest. Mike knew she was close so he lifted his hips hammering his cock into her clasping pussy and within a few strokes she was shaking as her orgasm took over her body. Mike cradled her legs in his arms and stood from the bed with Jennifer still fully impaled on his cock. Mike's cock and hands were the only thing supporting Jennifer as she was suspended in the air and her weight was driving his cock even deeper into her already spasming cunt. Jennifer screamed as she felt his cock get even deeper inside her and her whole body bucked in his arms.

Mike filled his hands with her tiny butt cheeks and began lifting her up and down, sliding his cock in and out of her out-of-control pussy. Jennifer felt like her brain was exploding as she felt her body convulsing and exploding around Mike's cock. Jennifer tried to hold on to Mike's neck and shoulders, but with the next round of body shivers, her arms seemed to go spastic and she lost her grip. Mike had to hurriedly slide his hand up her back to keep her from falling, so now the only thing supporting Jennifer was one hand and his cock.

Jennifer was shaking like she had been naked in a snow drift. Her teeth were chattering and none of her muscles responded to her commands. She tried to tell Mike how unbelievable he was making her feel but all she could get out of her mouth were moans, grunts and keening noises as her body shook in ecstasy.

Jennifer couldn't believe what was happening to her, she thought earlier when Mike made love to her nothing could get any better, but she was wrong. Mike had completely taken control of her body and was relentlessly pushing her higher and into a rapture she had no idea existed. This was what she had always read about in romance novels, where you're manhandled and taken to the heights of ecstasy that she didn't know existed and now thanks to Mike, she was experiencing it.

Mike pushed her up against the bedroom wall, this freed up his hand that was supporting her back and now he had both hands to feed Jennifer his cock. This vaulted Jennifer to a new level of orgasm. Her lungs were also locked in an orgasmic spasm. Jennifer saw her vision dim before she was able to get air into her lungs. However, the next orgasm took her over the edge and Jennifer fainted in Mike's arms. Mike felt like he might have pushed her too far and he started carrying her over to the bed, but she quickly came out of the faint and when she saw the concern on Mike's face she tried to kiss him, then tried to tell him that this was the most wonderful experience of her life. Unfortunately she was shaking so hard she could only get some of her point across.

"Mi ... Ke, So Wo ... nd ... er ... fu ... ll, Mo ... re, Lo ... ve Me."

Mike knew she was okay as he took her over to the bed and laid her gently on the mattress. He hovered over her like a mother hen and then thought they might take it a little slower. He caressed her face and kissed her trembling lips and then said. "I don't want to hurt you my love, we can go a little slower."

In her still quivering voice said. "Never stop loving me, don't you ever stop." When she finished, Mike could see tears swimming in her eyes and he realized that she truly wanted more. Jennifer looked at him with awe on her face and tears in her eyes. No one had ever cared about her, her feelings or her pain before. She felt an ache in her heart and realized this what love was, caring for the other person more than yourself.

Jennifer wrapped her arms around Mike's neck and her legs around his middle and then pulled herself off the bed so she could feel his skin searing hers. She started lavishing kisses on Mike's face, with tears streaming down her face and she started whispering. "Mike I've never felt or even dreamed this, I Love you so much, I've never known what it's like to care for someone and have someone care for me. My heart is so full of love for you it's aching; oh God I love you so, take me and make me yours for all time."

Mike slowly laid her on the mattress, began to let her feel his weight as he pushed his cock all the way inside her and held it there as he began to kiss and nibble her exposed neck.

Jennifer felt her whole body tingle as she felt totally filled with Mike's love, his cock and his weight pinning her to the mattress. "Oh God, you're so deep in me, I'm so full of you and your love, I feel beautiful, I feel loved and I have never felt anything so amazingly perfect in my life. Oh Mike, don't ever stop making love to me."

Mike kissed Jennifer tenderly on her sensuous lips and then pulled back to watch her beautiful face as he pulled his cock back to her pussy lips. Slowly he went back inside her so that he was buried against her cervix. Jennifer's beautiful face had a serene glow of love as she pinned him with her eyes, pouring her love into him, and as he started moving his cock, her face morphed into the most erotically blissful look he had ever seen. Her eyes were still pouring her love into him, but they began to cloud over was lust. Her mouth stayed open in the shape of an oval with her breathing coming out in hard, panting breaths, punctuated with moans of "Ooohh Miiikkee."

Mike began to pound harder and faster inside her, with Jennifer beginning to twist, squirm and push into Mike, trying to get more of his love inside her. Her hands were clawing at his back, her legs spread wide, her head was thrashing back and forth and her face was wrapped in a look of supreme ecstasy. As Mike continued his fast deep thrusting strokes, he could feel the tension in Jennifer's body increasing as she strained to reach the ultimate summit of their love. Suddenly it was there and all of her body tensed in an exultation of the ecstasy overwhelming her body.

Mike put his hands underneath her and held her shaking and convulsing body tightly against him as he continued thrusting deep into her spasming cunt. He knew he wasn't far behind and the unparalleled eroticism of having this beautiful woman shattering around his cock was going to push him over the edge very quickly.

As he continued driving his massive cock in and out of this tiny woman she never stopped cumming or shaking in his arms. Her angelic face had a look of disbelief as the orgasmic tsunami rolled through her body unabated and refused to stop. Her mouth was open in a silent scream as the rapture continued undiminished and as her eyes latched onto his, he could feel the total love and trust she had. To him this was enough of a push over the edge. Mike began firing long ropes of cum into her pussy with them bouncing off her cervix.




Dance of Seduction Ch. 04



Chapter 4 - Together

Mike awoke to the harsh sunlight streaming in through the window and he still felt groggy from lack of sleep. It had been around 3 AM when they finished making love and although he didn't have a chance to get much sleep, he wasn't complaining. Mike had lots of wild sexual adventures, but last night what he confirmed was that he was in love with this woman lying next to him.

He looked over at her beautiful innocent face softened in repose as she slept, and couldn't imagine how somebody could abuse and torture her. To Mike she was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Her petite but well-muscled dancer's frame still had soft feminine curves in all the right places. Her breasts were in perfect proportion to the rest of her figure, but coupled with her tiny muscled belly, her breasts and petite hips created the perfect feminine hourglass form.

When he thought of the scars from her husband's torture, he felt the rage building in him again. All the scars from the bottom of her breasts were where her bras would cover the scars, around her pussy lips or on her butt where her panties would cover the damage. He was obviously very careful when he tortured Jennifer to make sure none of the scars showed and he wouldn't be found out. Now it was found out, Mike knew about it, the question was how was he going to react.

Mike had a horrible premonition, without Jennifer to testify there would be very little of a case. With the car and the surveillance, Mike had a feeling that Mr. Baughman was going to try and take out the witness to his torture. Mike knew it was time to wake Jennifer up, so he began teasing her nipple with his finger and slowly placed soft loving kisses all over her face. He felt her body squirm and her back bow just a little, pushing her breast into his finger, and her eyes fluttered open and everything was worth it.

When she saw him next to her kissing her face, her entire face lit up with pure love an unadulterated joy. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his head and pulled him into a love worshiping kiss and then she whispered. "You're still here, last night wasn't just a dream."

"Yes baby, it's been a dream come true for me too. Have I told you this morning that I love you?" Mike whispered as he tugged on her ear with his mouth.

When he looked at her face, he could see she was fighting back her tears and he caressed her face, gave her a soft kiss on her pouty lips. In a choked voice she whispered. "Mike I am so afraid. Last night you showed me things I didn't even know existed, you made me feel beautiful and loved. I was so scared that once you saw the scars you would think I was ugly and leave. I love you Mike, and I want you to know last night was the most wonderful night of my life." Then tears started rolling down her eyes.

Mike caressed her face, kissed her trembling lips and said. "From now on your mine. I know officially you're still married to Leonard, but you're never going back there. We'll work on getting a divorce and we will work on diminishing your mental and physical scars, but remember one thing, I love you and from now on you're my woman. You will stay here from now on."

Jennifer looked at him with open eyed wonder as he said this and stared at him for a few moments in stunned silence. Then she looked at him and said. "I must still be asleep and dreaming, so can you wake me up again." Then Jennifer closed her eyes laid her head on the pillow pretending to be asleep.

Mike smiled at her antics and then leaned over placed his lips on top of hers and used his tongue to pry her mouth apart, plundering her mouth for all the love he could find there. She wrapped her arms around his head and moaned sensuously as he kissed her until she was delirious. When she opened her eyes, she was giving him the same look of love and joy that she had when she first woke up, but now she knew it was real.

"Come on, we need to have you get ready. We have a full day ahead of us, remember?" Mike picked her up and held her in his arms and whispered in her ears, malice in his tone. "He is never getting you, ever again. I'll kill him before he ever touches you again." Jennifer felt chills run down her spine with the depth of his emotion.

"I think both of us need a shower. Would you like to shower with me so we can conserve water?" He queried.

Jennifer looked at him, smiling broadly and agreed. "Yes, anything so you don't have to let go of me."

They showered and erotically washed each other, but there were times both of them wanted to abandon the shower and make love. Mike was very tentative as he washed her scars and he was afraid that he would hurt her, but Jennifer looked at him and said. "Mike, they don't hurt anymore now that I have you."

When it came to dressing, Jennifer only had the dress from the previous night and it was in bad shape with rips and tears from her escape from the shelter, so Mike improvised and took one of his dress shirts and put it on her. He had to roll up her sleeves and wrapped one of his belts almost twice around her to cinch it in. She was drowning in the shirt, but she was legal. Jennifer looked at herself in the mirror and giggled, she looked ridiculous, but she was happy because Mike's scent from his shirt was enveloping her and as long as she wore it, Mike would be with her.

Mike made calls to the detective in charge of Jennifer's case and Capt. Greene. Both told him that Mr. Baughman was still at the shelter when they got there and he was arrested and charged with violation of the restraining order and would be in jail for another day or so, depending on the judge. Mike called the shelter and it was safe for Jennifer to come pickup her clothes.

After breakfast Mike and Jennifer went to the precinct to complete reports on last night's activities regarding Jennifer dodging Leonard. It was almost noon when they finished. Mike drove back to the shelter where they picked up a lot of Jennifer's clothes and then drove to the beach in Carmel, where they spent the day acting like the couple in love that they were. They walked hand in hand on the beach, took a nap snuggled under the gnarled cypress tree and watched the sun set wrapped in each other's arms.

For Mike and Jennifer the afternoon was the perfect counter point to their love making the night before and for Jennifer, not even Leonard's actions could dampen the overwhelming love she felt for Mike. As she watched the sunset in his arms she was floating on a cloud of love and she felt safer with more love than at any time in her life. It just couldn't get any better, but as the sun fell below the horizon and with the way Mike was kissing her, she was ready to go home with him and see if making love tonight could exceed last night.

They ate a quick dinner. As they were leaving the fish shack Mike grabbed Jennifer and swung her into darkened alcove, kissing her with a passion that took her breath away. When he ended the kiss, her knees were trembling and she was clinging to him for support. Mike nibbled on her neck and then started kissing her ear as he growled.

"God woman, you have been tempting me all day and it's been hell not being able to make love to you. I may have to take you right here my sultry tempting vixen."

Jennifer trembled with the strength of Mike's passion and wanted nothing more than for him to pick her up and impale her on his monstrous cock, but with Mike she also felt tremendous happiness and joy and wanted to play. She struck a coquettish pose, batted her eye lashes at him and in her best little southern belle voice said.

"What little ol' me, tempt a big strong man like you."

Mike started to laugh and then growled, picked her up and threw her over his shoulder and stalked to the car. Jennifer started giggling and realized that she never giggled, but she was so deliriously happy she couldn't help herself. Never in her life had she felt like this. The world of darkness had been sweep away and now everything was bright, beautiful and full of joy.

When they reached the SUV Mike set her on her feet, but her arms clung to his head and pulled him into a loving kiss that tingled his toes. As their kiss ended, Jennifer wouldn't release him and in a voice filled with love and passion affirmed. "Mike I love you. God how I love you. I've never known happiness or love like this. Please take me home and make love to me."

Mike lifted her into the SUV then leaned in whispering in her ear. "Yes Ma'am that's been my intention the whole night."

While an hour seemed to take forever, Jennifer leaned over the console and began caressing Mike. Deciding to get in on the action, he used his free hand he was caressing her. As they pulled around the corner to their house, Mike pulled over to the curb and stopped. Jennifer looked at him questioningly as Mike pulled out his phone and sent a fairly long text and then said. "Sorry just remembered something."

Mike put away his phone, put the SUV in gear and finished the drive to the house and pulled into the garage. He came around and opened the door for Jennifer and then pulled her into a kiss. Jennifer couldn't believe how Mike's kisses made her feel. Every time they kissed her scalp tingled, toes curled, pussy got wet and her heart swelled with her love for this man.

He held her hand as they walked into the house and Jennifer heard a loud "whack" and Mike was down on the floor. Jennifer had no idea what was going on until she saw some motion out of the corner of her eye; another loud "whack" and Mike was lying on the floor motionless. Jennifer screamed "MIKE" and ran to him, but before she could reach him an arm wrapped around her waist and she was lifted into the air.

Jennifer had no idea what was going on, but she knew she and the man she loved was in danger. She started flailing, kicking, screaming and doing everything she could to get free, but suddenly someone punched her in her stomach and she couldn't breathe. As she was gasping for breath, he threw her on their bed and handcuffed her left wrist to a corner bed. As he did, Jennifer finally got a look at her attacker and she recognized him as Leonard's chief flunky, the guy who did all of Leonard's dirty work.

Her blood ran cold she realized this had been Leonard's plan all along. Set her up with someone who would protect her and then use that as an excuse to kill her and get rid of her once and for all. The whole attempt to get her at the shelter had been staged to get him in jail where he would have the perfect alibi when she was killed. This was all her fault and she had to do whatever she could to save Mike.

She tried to remember the guy's name and seemed to start with a B. Bernard, yeah that was it Bernard. Then she saw Bernard come around the corner, dragging Mike behind him. He dragged Mike over to a straight chair and lifted him into the chair and then proceeded to duct tape his arms, legs and torso to the chair and about the time he finished, Mike was starting to come around. 

Bernard slapped Mike across the face, trying to bring him to. Mike tried looking up, but was having a hard time focusing. Jennifer could tell he was in real pain. His head rolled back and forth before he finally lifted his eyes to meet Jennifer's. With his eyes he asked her if she was all right. She nodded with tears starting to glisten in the corners of her eyes. 

"Well, now that we have everybody present and I just wanted to thank you both for being here tonight. For those of you that don't know me, my name is Bernard and I will be your host for this evening's festivities. I just want all of you to know that this is being recorded so that Mr. Baughman will be able to enjoy this show when he gets out of jail."

Bernard walked over to Jennifer, took off the belt around Mike's shirt, put his hands in the middle of the shirt and ripped off all the buttons, exposing Jennifer's naked body. Jennifer could see in Mike's eyes that he was starting to get furious, so with her eyes, she was trying to tell him to be calm. Jennifer thought as long as Bernard was focused on her, he couldn't hurt Mike. Bernard pulled out a switchblade and stuck it in the loose shirt and began to cut through the sleeves until all the remnants of Mike's shirt had been stripped from her.

When he had finished, Jennifer looked at him defiantly and then spat in his face. She knew Bernard's reaction would be swift and violent. She wasn't disappointed when he slapped her hard enough to leave a vivid hand print on her face and then he followed with a backhanded slap of the same intensity. While Jennifer was still trying to get her eyes to focus, he put his switchblade to her throat and drew a faint line, barely breaking the skin beneath the surface, allowing bits of blood to ooze through the slight cut.

Bernard whispered menacingly. "You should be careful lady. I could just gut you right here while your boyfriend watched, but Mr. Baughman wants to make sure you enjoy our time together first."

Mike was watching in wide eyed horror at what was going on across the room. As his eyes found Jennifer's he saw pure, unselfish love. With horror, he realized what she was doing. She was goading Bernard and she was going to sacrifice herself to keep Mike from being hurt. Her eyes weren't just telling him how much she loved him, they were also telling him goodbye. As he was coming to this conclusion, Jennifer was putting her plan into action.

"Are you such a wimp you can't think for yourself? Does Leonard have to tell you to go to the bathroom little boy? Do you suck his penis clean when he goes to the bathroom?" Jennifer said.

As she continued her barrage of insults Bernard began to get red in the face and his uncontrollable rage took over as he began to punch Jennifer in the stomach, breasts and face. He finally stopped when Mike's loud screams of "NO GOD NO! STOP, PLEASE GOD STOP" penetrated his rage. He stopped when he realized that Mr. Baughman would be mad because he had very specific instructions to mutilate her before he killed her. When he finally stopped, Jennifer was unconscious with bruises already starting to form on her face and torso and the knife that had been in his hand when he lost control was now sticking out of her chest.

Mike's horror, rage and panic were completely off the charts as he stood up and crashed into the wall, trying to break the chair and get free duct tape so he could stop what was happening to the woman he loved. The whole time Bernard was beating her, Jennifer had a serene look of love on her face as she calmly gazed at Mike. She was letting him know that if these were her last moments on earth; she had given and felt love so her time with him had made everything worth it.

Mike finally felt some of the chair give and start to break apart. His arms and body were still tied to the chair, but his legs could move so he launched himself with everything he had into Bernard knocking him to the other side of the bed and then onto the floor. Mike followed him across the bed and fell on top of him and began head butting him. At that moment, the room exploded with bright lights and loud noises as bangs started going off in the room. Text message that Mike had sent earlier to Capt. Greene had resulted in a quick response from a nearby SWAT team.

The second people rushed into the room Mike started screaming. "SAVE HER, SAVE HER, PLEASE GOD SAVE HER." As they cut the chair away from Mike, he immediately rushed to Jennifer's side and as he looked at her battered and bloody body ,he felt for and found a very faint pulse . He rejoiced that she was still alive. Then for the first time in his life, he began to cry and then he began to pray for God to save her.

Mike got his handcuff key and unlocked Jennifer from the headboard and cradled her gently in his arms and carried her out to the waiting ambulance. Mike stayed with her the whole ride to the hospital and only let go of her hand when the doctors were treating her in the trauma room. As Mike waited, the adrenaline started to wear off and his head really started hurting. As he went to go check on Jennifer, the pain in his head took him to his knees, and they took him to another trauma room where ultimately they figured out that he had a concussion.

Mike would not submit to any treatment until he knew Jennifer's condition. The doctor finally came over and told him she had two broken ribs, a large number of bruises, a few cuts and the knife in her chest had barely missed anything vital, so she was going to be okay after rehabilitation. They wouldn't know if there was any eye, ear, or brain damage until she woke up. That night they tried to keep Mike and Jennifer apart in separate hospital rooms, but every time they moved Mike, he would find his way back to Jennifer's room. So finally they put them together in the same room, and the first thing Jennifer saw when she woke up was Mike holding her hand against his cheek asleep in a chair next to her bed.

She looked down at this beautiful monstrous man and felt her heart ache for him. She still did not understand why she was alive, but if they are both here then Bernard must be out of the picture. She was finding it difficult to breath because her chest hurt with every breathe. The rest of her body didn't seem to be in much better shape judging from the pain.

Jennifer pulled her hand from Mike's face and then began to stroke his head lovingly. Mike felt her hand moving on his head and immediately came awake. His head popped up to where he could see her face. Jennifer looked into his eyes and could see the love, concern and anger over putting herself in danger.

"Oh Baby, how are you feeling? Are you okay? What were you thinking making yourself the target like that? Oh God Baby, I almost lost you." Mike leaned in and gently kissed her lips, but Jennifer was hearing nothing of that and with her free hand pulled Mike into a voracious kiss. Both Mike and Jennifer were pouring everything they had into their life and love affirming kiss until Jennifer had to breathe and the pain in her chest made her break the kiss in a pain filled moan.

Mike tried to pull back, muttering an apology "I'm sorry baby, I didn't mean to hurt you." But, Jennifer wouldn't let go and pulled him back to her face, rubbing it against his scratchy day old beard, whispering in his ear.

"Not your fault. I need to feel you and I need to feel your love to know that everything is okay, I'm alive and we are well. Please don't leave me yet. Hold me for a little while."

Mike desperately wanted to hold her as well, but was scared that he would hurt her, so he gently slid his hands under her back and pulled her lightly to his chest. It was then that Jennifer wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed him tightly till she couldn't breathe. She buried her face in his neck and began to cry and in between sobs said. "This was my entire fault. I'm sorry Mike, but I couldn't let him hurt you because of me."

Mike pulled her face away from his neck so he could look into her pain and tear filled eyes and said. "I understand baby and if given the chance I would have done the same thing, but we have to change because there is no more you or me, only us. What affects you also affects me, so we both have to think before we act."

Jennifer was looking at Mike with astonishment on her face. He couldn't be saying that he still wanted her beaten, bloody, bruised and scared body, not after what he had seen. For a moment Jennifer allowed herself to feel hope that it wasn't over and he still loved her, but then she squashed those feelings. If he felt anything it was sorrow or pity. She knew he couldn't be in love with someone that looked like a punching bag.

Mike watched the incredulous looks crossing her face and he knew what she was thinking so he tried to put her fears to rest and continued. "I love you Jennifer, I loved you yesterday, I still love you and I will love you tomorrow. Since I love the woman inside that body, there is nothing Leonard can do to stop me from loving you. Baby your mine and I'm yours, so don't you ever doubt or forget it."




Dance of Seduction Ch. 04



Jennifer's eyes were gushing tears as she pressed her face into Mike's neck and she allowed herself to feel his love washing over her and bathing her in its beauty. The bright, beautiful, joyful world was showing itself again and Jennifer felt its warmth enveloping her. Jennifer pulled her face from Mike's neck and looked at him and whispered. "Mike, Please."

Mike knew what she was asking because she couldn't allow herself to believe what he was saying. She was praying that she was hearing him correctly and at the same time it was a plea for him to show her, so he held her battered face in his hands and said.

"Jennifer, I love you, I want you to be mine and I want to show you how beautiful love can really be." Then he gently kissed her bruised lips. Mike held her until she slipped back into unconsciousness, still holding her as Capt. Greene came into the room. 

As he looked at Jennifer's battered face and body, and Mike's bandaged head, he balled his fists in anger and Mike swore he could see steam coming out of his ears. With fury written on his face and heard in his voice, he said. "Mike I'm so sorry. Everyone involved in this is going to pay and pay big time. We found four wireless cams purchased from Office Depot in your house. They were all tied to a remote hotspot and everything was being recorded on a PC in the van. So far, Bernard has refused to implicate Leonard Baughman, but we are still sweating him, unfortunately for us Baughman's lawyer had him shut down too soon. He mentioned Baughman during the attack, but claims to be doing this for his friend without his knowledge."

We found a GPS tracker on your SUV and we figure that's how Leonard found the shelter. We need to talk and find ways to expose him and his involvement in all that's happened, so could you come down to the office tomorrow?" Capt. Greene continued.

Mike shook his head and said. "As long as Baughman is alive I'm not leaving her side. He has shown us that he will never give up, and if anyone knows how he thinks it's Jennifer, so why don't you come here tomorrow and we can all talk strategy."

Capt. Greene agreed and said. "We all saw what she did on the recording. I've never seen anyone sacrifice themselves like she did for you. My God, she is a very special woman and you are the luckiest guy I know."

Mike Looked at Jennifer lying on the bed and said. "You don't know the half of it. With all the terror she has gone through with Baughman, I don't know how she can be the selfless, loving and giving woman she is. She amazes me every day."

Mike slept in the chair with his hand always touching Jennifer. Every time a nurse or doctor came into the room, Mike was instantly awake and on guard. He had let his guard down once and she paid the price for that. Never again was he going to let her get hurt. In addition to checking on Jennifer, the nurses would come in to check on Mike. Even though Mike would never admit it, he had a concussion that could have caused him trouble as well.

After their morning examinations, Mike was released from the hospital but they wanted to keep Jennifer longer to make sure there was no damage to her eyes and ears. Mike also talked to doctors to see if there was anything they could do to minimize the scars she'd suffered at the hands of her soon to be ex-husband, potentially even eliminate some of them. The doctors felt like they could make it a little better but because it was so old with layers upon layers didn't think they could never completely eliminate her scars. Mike said after she was healed he wanted them to do what they could and he would pay for it.

Mike knew when he tried to buy her a bikini that first day at the beach that her physical scarring was also causing emotional scarring as well. He hoped that he could minimize some of her scars it would help her emotional healing as well. Only time will tell and Mike was ready to give it all the time necessary to make Jennifer understand how beautiful and how loved she is.

Mike never left Jennifer's side except for bathroom breaks and the nurses brought him food so he could stay with her. Jennifer mostly slept, but when she was awake her eyes never left Mike and their hands were always touching. Every time she woke Mike would gently kiss her, tell her he's glad she's with him and that he loves her, and every time Mike did this Jennifer almost cried and by the end of the day she was truly convinced that Mike loved her and would never leave her.

After dinner Capt. Greene and four other detectives came into the room and shut the door. First they gave Mike and Jennifer an update of the investigation. First Bernard still hadn't broken and while they had him charged for two counts of attempted murder, they still didn't have any solid proof that Leonard was behind Bernard's attack. The DA was still waffling on whether or not there enough circumstantial evidence to proceed with the case against Leonard.

The bombing of Mike's had has heated up little bit because they found the bomber. Under intense questioning he admitted to creating the bomb, but sold it to an intermediary. His part in the whole scheme of things as contracted was to build the bomb and he didn't know who or what for. They had traced the bank accounts that he was paid from back to an arms broker and they were currently questioning him to see if somehow the money could eventually find its way to Leonard Baughman.

Capt. Greene wanted to talk about what to do next. From what Mike and Jennifer had told him, he understood that Baughman would not stop trying to execute his wife, but he wanted the detectives to hear it from Jennifer. Jennifer basically described Baughman as a man who wanted to win at any cost and would do anything to make sure his competitors and subordinates did not see him as weak. In the past if someone crossed him, he would generally make a very brutal example of them. Jennifer told him about an accountant who had embezzled some money from him and how he'd brutally beaten the guy for stealing from him. She was also witness to several other brutal interrogations and beatings. She didn't know what ever became of him, but she remembered reading about a mutilated body found in the LA River basin and connected the possibility that it may have been him.

All the detectives exchanged knowing looks as she finished her story. "Throughout the eight years I've been with him, he's always told me that if I ever left he would kill me and anyone that helped me. From what I've seen, I believe him. He's tried twice now and missed, so now it's a matter of saving face and keeping his reputation; If I get away all the people he's been keeping in line with his brutality will see a weakness and try to get away. So you see, he has too much riding on this. I must be made an example o and Mike as well for involving himself with me. He'll never stop. In his mind Mike and I must both die."

Although detectives sat looking at Jennifer as she relayed everything in a very matter-of-fact voice and they didn't know if she was being brave or if she'd given up hope. Mike knew better because throughout her dissertation she was crushing his hand with hers, digging her nails into his hand. He knew she was scared, but he also knew she had something worth fighting for. He knew come hell or high water; she wouldn't let Leonard take him from her. He squeezed her hand back, assuring her that he would do the same. He wouldn't back down, not even if given a chance to do so.

All detectives started talking among themselves, tossing out and discussing different ideas, but Mike and Jennifer had tuned out everyone. All of the tubes had been removed, so Mike picked up Jennifer in his arms and sat in his chair with her curled tightly against his body. Jennifer wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled herself as tightly as she could against Mike, clinging for dear life.

In the end they decided that both Mike and Jennifer needed to be isolated, away from others, in a place that they could watch over and protect them. One thing they knew about men like Leonard was that no matter where they went, he would be coming for them and if they were in danger controlling the situation needed to be done; as soon as they possibly could. The captain knew of cabin not too far from the city, on a 10 acre plot out in the rural areas that he thought would be the perfect place for both of them.

They all left, trying to get everything set up. Suddenly Mike and Jennifer were alone in the room again. Mike held Jennifer tightly and looked at her and said. "I want you to remember that you're mine now and I want you in my life, here for me to love. So, you're not going to do anything stupid and try to protect me again are you?"

"Mike, I would do everything in my power to always be here for you, love you with everything I have, but if it comes down to you or me I will not let him hurt you." She whispered passionately.

Mike looked at her and knew that her passionate devotion was just her and she meant everything she said. Hell, she had already proved it once. Mike just had to make sure that it never came to that and she would never have to make that choice ever again, because just like her he would never let anything happen to her either.

That night both of them slept with half their body in the bed and the other half in the chair. It wasn't very comfortable and they didn't sleep much, but it was more important to feel and know they were next to each other than be comfortable. The nurses kept coming in and trying to separate them so they could get some sleep, and ultimately the nurses gave in and let Mike sleep in the bed with Jennifer curled tightly around him. Only then did they finally get some sleep.

That morning Jennifer was discharged and they were driven to Mike's house where they picked up clothes, toiletries and some food for their stay in the cabin. They drove in Mike's SUV to the cabin, with a full caravan of police cars following behind them. The police technicians setup surveillance, motion detectors and trip wires so they wouldn't be disturbed, but if something did happen, they could see what was happening.

The police would be stationed at a checkout point at the beginning of the road that led to their cabin. They also set up an observation post at the front and the rear of the cabin. An officer was also positioned in the wooded area behind the cabin in a high branch of one of the trees for observation. In addition to making good observation posts, these were also good sniper nests and they were manned 24/7.

That first night Mike watched some old movies with Jennifer curled in his lap like a precocious kitten and like a kitten, she preened, purred and rubbed herself against Mike all night. Mike loved it and stroked her battered body and kissed her face and hair. Both wanted to make love, but they knew Jennifer wouldn't be able to take it and they settled for making love with their long loving looks, touches, caresses and soft loving kisses. They fell asleep in each other's arms naked, with all their heated skin touching.

Mike woke as the sun was coming up. Jennifer was sleeping peacefully with her arms curled possessively around him. He stared lovingly at her face. Although her bruises were turning ugly shades of purple, brown and yellow, Mike still thought she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. The beauty inside, along with her loving heart, out shined her bruised exterior. As he brushed some hair from her face, he felt a loving ache in his chest.

Jennifer's eyes had been opened for several minutes before Mike caught on to her staring at him. In those few minutes, Jennifer saw the love he truly felt when he was sure that nobody else was watching. As he looked at her, touched her and caressed her, his love for her cascaded out of his eyes and like a waterfall bathed her in its depth and intensity. 

Instinctively Jennifer knew that if she really wanted his love, she had to give herself completely; and with Mike, she always felt safe enough to do just that. When Mike finally saw her watching him, she pulled her hand up and caressed his face and whispered. "Make love to me, I need to feel you inside me."

Mike felt the same, but he was afraid to hurt her. He softly kissed her face and then kissed each bruise and cut gently. Eventually ever so gently his cock slid slowly inside of her, taking care to be soft and gentle. The whole time their eyes were locked in a loving gaze and when he was buried all the way inside her, her eyes began to leak tears of joy. She passionately whispered.

"Oh Mike, I love it when you're part of me, when your inside me nothing else matters and it's like all the love that had been missing in my life is now there."

Mike began to slowly rock in and out of her, with their eyes joined lovingly and as Jennifer felt his massive cock sliding deep in and out of her, she began to rock her hips into his thrusts, stretching her luxuriously as she felt the building of an erotic frenzy.

"Oh Mike, Oh God Mike, nothing in my life prepared me for the ecstasy of having you inside me. M Mike, Oh God Mike, Oh please, I need you ... Oh Mike, I can't breathe, M Mike."

Mike could see Jennifer was in pain. She was having a hard time catching her breath and he could see her starting to panic. He realized that her cracked ribs were hurting, especially with him on top of her, so he rolled over so that she was on top. This seemed to help quite a bit and as she sat impaled on his cock, the panic left her eyes and her breathing returned to normal. Although he realized that Jennifer probably wasn't physically ready for sex, both desperately wanted each other.

Mike just lay there with his hands lightly caressing her all over, from her widespread thighs, across her muscular belly to her breasts and hard thrusting nipples. Jennifer stared lovingly into his eyes as he caressed her. She carefully began to lift and lower her hips, feeling him moving within her. Her head rolled back into a throaty moan as the glorious feeling of Mike's cock stretching and filling her again and again sent tingles through her whole body.

Jennifer felt her breathing getting difficult again and laid down on Mike's chest. Mike could see she was having trouble again and gently wrapped his arms around her, cradling her head against his chest. He kissed the top of her head and whispered. "It's okay baby, I have you in my arms and that's all I really need."

Mike reached down and pulled the blanket over the top of them and cradled Jennifer in his arms. Soon her breathing evened out, then it slowed, getting longer between breathes. He felt her body twitch as she fell asleep over his chest. With his cock still buried inside her, Mike couldn't really move, but he liked this feeling of having her nestled in his arms. Soon Mike fell asleep as well.

Mike woke up at 10, but Jennifer had only snuggled deeper into his arms, so he stayed still holding her and basking in the feel of her skin pressed against his. Nothing in his life had prepared him for the way this tiny woman snuggled in his arms made him feel, he was completely bewitched. He felt incredibly protective of her physical, mental and emotional states, but it went far beyond that because he wanted to be the center of her world, just like she was the center of his. He was crazy in love with this woman and every minute away from her was pure torture, but times like this, with her sleeping in his arms, were pure bliss. 

It was getting close to noon when he felt her start to stir his arms and like a cat she started purring and rubbing against him and she came awake. Her eyes finally opened and she saw Mike whole world brightened along with her smile. This look, when she first came awake and saw Mike, was the look he had come to treasure above all others. The unequivocal happiness and love on her face made him feel like everything in the world didn't matter, only her love. Mike had been aching to kiss her since he woke up and now that she was awake, he kissed her with a fervency that left her quivering.

For Jennifer, awakening and finding Mike there still amazed her every time it happened; and finding him there holding her, smiling, made her heart skip a beat, and then he would kiss her and take her breath away. Jennifer wanted these feelings to go on and on, but fully expected for them to be taken away from her at any time, so she vowed a long time ago to live every moment with Mike like it was her last, because she fully expected it to end. In her heart of hearts she dreamed that this love could continue on, but if her whole life had taught her one thing, it was that good things never last.

Michael rolled her over to the side and said. "I'm starving, how about I cook us some breakfast, er lunch?"

Jennifer just nodded her head as she watched like scamper naked across the floor and began to cook breakfast. There was something terribly erotic about a naked man with the big massive hard on cooking breakfast and Jennifer enjoyed watching. She couldn't stand it anymore as she threw the covers off and padded naked, silently across the floor until she stood next to Mike and fed his cock into her mouth. She sucked, bobbed, gaged and swallowed as much of his cock as she could until he finally put his hands on her head and started shooting his cum into her mouth.

After she cleaned his cock, she stood and wrapped her arms around him and she rubbed her face into his chest and then whispered to him. "Oh you sexy handsome man, I love you so much. You can't walk around naked, throwing temptation at me like this and expect me not to respond. Every morning I wake up in your arms is like a dream come true for me and I love you so much. Thank you for feeding me breakfast."

Mike looked at her confused for a second and said. "But breakfast isn't ready ... Oh! Ugh, your welcome my sultry vixen. Now come over here and get something less fun but more nutritious."

After they ate breakfast they went for a hike in the woods. Nothing too strenuous because Mike didn't want tax Jennifer, but did want to start getting a little bit of exercise. Besides, he thought fresh air would do her good. Jennifer insisted that they make sandwiches and coffee for all the men standing watch on the road and two observation posts.

After dinner, when it was good and dark outside, Mike gathered up a couple of their thermal blankets and took Jennifer outside for some star gazing. He took her over to the picnic table about 100 yards away from the cabin and sandwiched them between the two blankets and for the next hour they counted stars and constellations, but once again, mostly enjoyed the feel of each other. As a kid Mike and his dad camped out and not only learned the stars and constellations, but the stories behind them.

Mike told Jennifer about Ursa Major or "The Bear" and how the two Robins on the end of the handle of the Big Dipper were chasing the Bear. There was also a story about how the bear was chasing Cassiopeia, but the real story about Cassiopeia is she is being punished for claiming her daughter, Andromeda, to be more beautiful Neptune's wife. They had just finished discovering Cassiopeia when the dark sky was blotted out with a bright light behind them. Then the noise of a thundering explosion and it became hard to breathe as the oxygen was sucked out of the air.

They turned and the cabin was completely gone and its place was a huge billowing bonfire. Mike heard the noise of a helicopter rapidly fleeing the scene and turned to see if he could find it, but couldn't. They rushed back to what was left of the cabin and joined the men in the observation posts that had also rushed to the cabin. None of them had seen or heard the helicopter until the explosion. One of the men had noticed what looked like a fiery drum falling into the cabin before the explosion.




Dance of Seduction Ch. 04



Mike heard Jennifer squeak and realized he had been crushing her to him, trying to keep her safe and at the same time seething in anger. He relaxed his grip and smoothed her hair and kissed her in way of apology. They obviously needed to do the forensics to determine what happened, but Mike was already convinced this was the third attempt by Leonard Baughman to kill Jennifer. Here and now Mike vowed there would not be a fourth attempt.

By sheer luck they had avoided all three attempts. Mike knew you could only be lucky for so long , before the right disaster struck, taking both his and Jennifer's life. He needed to find a place to keep Jennifer safe and then he was going to find Baughman and finish this once and for all.

The rest of the night police, fire, forensics and arson teams all converged on the cabin to determine what happened. In the end they determined that a 55 gallon drum of jellied gasoline, otherwise known as napalm, had been dropped from the helicopter into the cabin.

Mike could tell Jennifer was feeling much the same way that he was, this had to end. However, their solution to ending it was very different. Mike new Jennifer was going to sacrifice herself and give herself to Leonard so that no one else would be hurt. Mike knew he had to stop her from sacrificing herself and personally make sure Leonard never hurt anyone again. So when Capt. Greene got there, Mike made sure that they had somebody to watch over Jennifer and he told Capt. Greene that she might try and to stop this by giving herself up to Mr. Baughman.

Capt. Greene saw the blood in Mike's eyes and knew he was going to go after Mr. Baughman and as much as he wanted Baughman removed from the living, he could not let these two get in trouble. Capt. Greene called two officers over and handcuffed Mike and Jennifer together and then after the predictable fury has passed, he sat them down and spoke calmly to both of them.

"I know that both of you are tired of having a target painted on your back and you both want to do something about it. Jennifer, you don't want anyone else to be hurt because of you, especially Mike, but Baughman will go after Mike even after your dead and you know it. Mike, the fact that this psycho is going after the woman you love has you in a protective fury and you are going to protect the one you love. I need both of you to calm down and let me handle this. If you don't one or both of you will be destroyed."

He continued. "I'm going to put both of you in protective custody and I want your word of honor that you will not try and sacrifice yourself or try to kill Leonard Baughman. Do you both promise?"

Both sat there angry that their plans had been thwarted, but then Jennifer turned and looked at the man she loved and knew she didn't want to ever be without him. She wanted a long life of loving him. She wanted to wake up in his arms every morning and she wanted to have a family with him, so she nodded yes.

Mike felt Jennifer's eyes on him and his arms ached to hold her. He knew that Baughman had to die before they could live and he wanted to live with Jennifer wrapped around him. He turned and looked deep into those soulful green eyes and knew what the answer was. He turned back to Capt. Greene and nodded yes.

Capt. Greene looked deeply at each of them and said. "For different reasons both of you are damaged and it took finding each other to begin the healing. You both need to stop thinking about yourself and self-sacrifice; start thinking about what you have and what life can be like together. Neither of you realize how rare the kind of love you have is. I've never seen two people that so perfect for each other, you are each other's soul mate and the only way you are whole is when you are together."

He continued. "Both of you need to start thinking and acting like a couple. If either of you do something stupid you will have forever damaged the only person you have ever loved. Now that you are together every action has ramifications for both of you and to take care of the one you love, you have to take care of yourself."

Capt. Greene waved over the two officers from before and they took Jennifer and Mike to the back of a squad car. That night Jennifer and Mike slept in a safe house, but they didn't do very much sleeping. They talked, and really talked, about their history, their dreams and aspirations, but mostly about their feeling for each other and dreams of a life together. They really got to know each other and took Capt. Greene's advice to heart.

Jennifer told Mike that she came from the small town in South Carolina, a town pretty much owned by Leonard Baughman. He owned the mills, the factories and most of the stores; so everyone either worked for him or had to buy their goods from him. Her parents had a small farm and one of the few independent businesses. Leonard ruthlessly kept them in constant debt and make their life a living hell, all while pretending to be their friend. Despite that her parents loved each other and their children. 

Leonard had made a proposition that if Jennifer would be his wife he would forgive all their debts and make Jennifer's dreams of becoming a dancer a reality. Jennifer was 16 at the time and her mother had not known about Leonard's deviant tastes and thought it would be good for her to get out of their poverty. Jennifer saw an opportunity to save her family, realize her dreams of being a dancer and went to Leonard. The day after her 16th birthday Leonard married her in front of her mother and three brothers and though there was never any love, in the first two years he kept his word and she had modeling and dancing lessons every day.

During all this time Leonard hadn't touched her and while this wasn't anything close to what Jennifer pictured as married life, she was happy with her dancing and modeling. After about two years he had her give a dance audition and provided her with a very skimpy costume. The audition turned out to be for about 20 people and when it was over two men restrained her while Leonard stripped her naked in front of the audience. They proceeded to auction off her virgin pussy and ass, by the end of the night she had been brutally and repeatedly raped in both her pussy and her ass. 

She spent the next two days in a private hospital recovering from the brutality of the night and it was another three months before Leonard took her for the first time. Jennifer realized that her dancing and modeling only made her more appealing. After that first night Leonard never sold her, but gave her as a gift to help seal business deals. During the next eight years she was given to a series of people and if Leonard wasn't satisfied with her performance, she would be caned or burned with cigarettes. Twice during this period Leonard gave her to a couple of men who fancied themselves as great lovers and Jennifer understood that pleasure could come from sex, but nothing prepared her for the way Mike made her feel. It was beyond anything she ever even imagined.

She now knew that the emotional side had been completely missing from her life and her love for Mike made everything in her life better. The flowers were brighter, the sky bluer, she moved freer. She felt beautiful and when Mike touched her or made love to her, her world exploded into a rich sea of feelings and emotions that swept her away. She realized that she was dead inside until Mike came along and now for the first time in her life, she was alive with feelings, emotions and love; Mike had saved her from the darkness.

Mike's story was not so dramatic. At 15 one of his teachers discovered his massive cock and began to use him and tutor him on the sexual arts. For a 15 year old this was exciting and made him feel like a man. His large size and strength made him a star on the football team, but in the shower room word quickly spread about his huge cock and he got the nickname of "Horse" short for "Horse Cock". Every girl he dated had either heard the rumors and wanted some of his cock, or hadn't heard and ran away when they saw it. There was one girl he desperately wanted to date, but she wouldn't have anything to do with him because of his cock.

He went to University on a football scholarship and destroyed his knee in his junior year, but in his love life the same thing happened during his University years; either all the girls wanted was to feel his cock in them or they ran away. He fell in love with one girl but all she wanted was access to his cock and after she fell for someone else, he felt like he was doomed to be a plaything for women. The same thing happened with older women; one of his professors found out about his cock and tutored him in the sexual arts. So, after he got his University degree, he left Texas and came to California for a fresh start. He told Jennifer about his experience with Erica and until he met her, it looked like he was once again doomed to be known as a big cock plaything.

With Jennifer he felt like she wanted him, and with her he felt like he could really love someone, emotionally and physically. While his cock never lacked attention, his heart was empty until Jennifer came along. 

After all the emotional catharsis, they both fell asleep snuggled together and in the middle of the night Mike woke with Jennifer wanting to try and make love again. This time they made slow sweet love, having their hearts bond even more than their bodies.

They stayed in the safe house for the next two days and then Capt. Greene came to see them. Leonard Baughman had been found dead in his house and speculation was that one of his business partners had seen the weakness in his inability to kill his wife and taken advantage of the situation. For Jennifer, this was great news and she was euphoric. While Mike felt a relief that it was over, he also felt cheated that he couldn't have his revenge on Baughman.

As his wife, it fell on Jennifer to identify the body. They rode down to the morgue in Capt. Greene's car and Jennifer had a death grip on Mike's hand that had started the minute she heard of Leonard's death. She stayed glued to Mike's side all the way to the viewing area at the morgue and when she finally saw Leonard Baughman's body, she gasped and pulled herself tight against Mike's chest. In a relieved tone said. "Mike, it's over and if you want me, I am a free woman now."

Mike leaned down and kissed her, his touch both gentle and passionate and then said.

"Now that you're a beautiful rich widow, I have something I would like to say."

As Mike dropped to one knee in front of her, Jennifer gasped, put her hand to her mouth as she felt her heart jump in her throat and she began to tremble as Mike said.

"Jennifer in your eyes I have found my home. In your heart, I have found my love. In your soul, I have found my mate. With you I am whole, full and alive. I don't want to ever be apart from you and while I don't have much, everything I have is yours, so will you marry me?

End