by Jones, Kim
After a nap, a bubble bath, and a quick masturbation session, I was completely relaxed and ready to begin dressing. The limo would be here in an hour, which means we would arrive at approximately six-thirty. Perfect. The party started at six, so that would give the other guests plenty of time to arrive before my grand entrance. I applied light make-up consisting of a little mascara, blush and a clear lip gloss and swept my hair into a knot just above my neck. A few tendrils fell, framing my face, but still making my diamond teardrop earrings visible. I chose a floor length, pale yellow, satin gown that had a small train. The back was cut out and dipped low, starting right at the top of my perfectly toned ass. It was borderline inappropriate, but still looked classy. One row of rhinestones went across the back, right below my shoulders, keeping the dress held together. The front was cut low, covering both my breasts, but leaving the space in between open. I slipped on a pair of matching heels that were custom made just for the dress, grabbed the matching clutch and turned to look at the vixen in the mirror. I would, without a doubt, be the talk of the town. My tanned skin contrasted perfectly with the pale colored dress, and although I was covered, the outline of the dress left little unknown as to what was underneath. I sprayed on my most alluring perfume and headed out to make every man in Hattiesburg envious of the husband I didn’t have.
The limo arrived at exactly 6:00 p.m. Henderson, the driver, quickly opened the door for me and assisted me by holding my hand while I sat.
“You look lovely tonight Miss Knox,” he spoke in his deep, yet warm tone.
“Thank you, Henderson. You look well yourself.” He smiled warmly, and then closed the door. I looked beside me to see Lindsey gaping with her mouth open. “You ok?” I asked.
“Uh, you look hot, Dallas. Like, really hot,” she said with real appreciation in her tone.
“Thank you. You look beautiful yourself.” And she did. Her hair was swept up on top of her head and her black, strapless gown was stunning. She smiled and leaned up, grabbing a couple glasses and a chilled bottle of champagne. We toasted to the night, the business and friendship- then to Henderson, leather seats and the rapper 50 Cent. Before we pulled into the Convention center the bottle was empty and we were both light headed and tipsy.
This was no Hollywood movie premier, but for Hattiesburg, it was the main event. The time people went all out to make an impression on the ever important, Mayor Paul Kirkley. Mayor Kirkley had been in office several years now, and had drastically improved the city. Some considered him a celebrity. He even had an article written about him that was published in Time magazine. His one and only child, Nathalie, was marrying her high school sweat-heart, Mason, the son of State Representative John Blunt. Everyone who was anyone would be present tonight and I could not help but enjoy the attention that I drew once I walked through the door. Grabbing a glass of champagne from the waiter, I made my way around the room smiling and making small talk with those I encountered. Seated at my table for dinner, were two very important potential clients and their wives.
By the time dinner was over, I had successfully landed three new properties, gained two new clients, and made a generous donation to a charity that both clients’ wives were on the board of. It felt good to be in control again. It was amazing what you could accomplish with a smile, a low cut dress, and a check book. Mayor Kirkley had been busy all night, but once his eyes landed on my dress, I saw my opportunity and took full advantage of it.
“Mayor Kirkley, what a magnificent party.” I said cheerfully, kissing him on both cheeks.
“Miss Knox, I’m so glad you could make it. Are you enjoying yourself?” he asked, not being able to keep his eyes from my cleavage.
“Oh, yes. Dinner was delightful and very rewarding. Thank you for arranging the seating for me,” I said with a wink.
“My pleasure. Will you save a dance for me later?” he asked, eyeing me seductively.
“I’m looking forward to it.” I turned and walked away, giving him a clear view of the back of my dress, then joined Lindsey for a drink-something a little stronger.
I gladly danced with everyone who asked. You never knew when that person could be of assistance to you. I danced with aldermen, firemen, county workers, and young bachelors, and not once did I think of Luke. I had locked him in a box in the back of my sub- concious and was determined to keep him there until the night was over.
Mayor Kirkley had finally made his way around to me and I was anxious to get it over with, so that I could leave. I had approximately three minutes to convince him to sell his land to me, and Mayor Kirkley was known for being a shrewd negotiator. “Ahh, finally I get to dance with the most beautiful woman in the room,” he said to me, sweeping me into his arms. He was a very good looking man. His tall strong body was flawless. He was once a bodybuilder, and when I placed my hand on his shoulder, I could feel his taunt muscles through his tuxedo.
“Well, I have to disagree with you Mayor. It seems that Nathalie is by far the most beautiful woman in the room.”
“She is nothing more than a child, but you are all woman. Do tell me Miss Knox, why did you really come here tonight? To try and acquire some land I have, I presume,” he said arrogantly.
“Why, Mayor Kirkley. I am shocked that you would think such a thing.” I responded, appearing wounded.
“Oh cut the shit, Dallas. What do you want with that land anyway?” he asked his strictly-business tone now in effect.
“I’m thinking of combining all of my offices into one building,” I lied smoothly.
“Some of that land, I could sell by the square inch. It is in high demand right now.”
“And I plan to pay you top dollar. It will be at least five years before the property has enough commercial business surrounding it to even be worth anything. That is why I want to put my office out there. It will be the only real estate company on Ninety-Eight. Everyone else is downtown.” I could tell that he was intrigued by my proposal. He was going to have to sell the property soon anyway and everyone knew that if anyone could afford it, Dallas Knox could.
“So there is no hot shot investor waiting to jump on the first opportunity to put a strip mall or other large business there?” he asked curiously.
“Not that I am aware of,” I lied again.
“Ok, I’ll tell you what. I’ll send some figures over to your office first thing Monday morning. If you like ‘em we’ll make a deal,” he said, not looking me in the eye.
“Do I look like an idiot to you Paul? I know as well as you do exactly what top dollar is for that property. Send me the paperwork. I’ll take it to my lawyer and I’ll have you a certified check by Tuesday morning.” I was giddy inside, but managed to conceal it, feigning disinterest.
“Ok, but promise me that you will get Carmical Construction to clear the timber. I kinda owe the owner a favor,” he replied defeated.
“Done.” I gave him a quick nod and exited the dance floor, just as the song finished.
I joined Lindsey at our table and making a silent toast, drained another glass of champagne. Lindsey smiled knowingly. “So what are the stipulations? I know he had some.”
“Only one, Carmical Constr-.” I froze mid- sentence. Carmical Construction? Surely it was not the same Carmical I was thinking of. My question was answered as a tuxedo dressed Luke entered the room and shook hands with Mayor Kirkley. He was stunning. Dressed in a black tux with a champagne colored vest and tie, he looked nothing like the biker Luke that I knew. No, this Luke was all business and the power and attention he demanded when walking into a room did not go unnoticed by anyone including myself. Even now, he drew the eyes of every woman in the room, and I was immediately jealous. This was my Luke. Well, maybe not this one, but the Luke under those clothes belonged to me and no one else. He seemed oblivious to the women who were gathered in small crowds around him whispering and smiling. It seemed he had eyes for only one woman, and I knew exactly who that was as soon as he turned and looked at me. I could feel the pull that was betwee
n us. The chemistry was there, even amongst all of the people I felt as though we were the only two in the room. In what seemed like only a split second he was there, standing in front of me.
“Dance with me?” he asked, holding out his hand. His voice seemed to be heard over everyone in the room. I thought the chatter quieted down somewhat when I took his hand and allowed him to lead me onto the dance floor. My body tingled from the touch of him. I noticed that the band was leaving the stage, but a man sat on a chair with a single guitar and began playing one of the sweetest melodies I had ever heard. “I requested this song just for you,” he said, looking deep in my eyes.
He pulled me close, placing his hand on the small of my back, just above my dress. I rested my head on his chest, closing my eyes and inhaling his scent. Oh how I had missed these arms- that smell-this man. I let the lyrics of Joshua Radin’s You Got What I Need take me away.
I reveled in the feel of his arm’s holding me close. The world had disappeared and it was just us. I sent up a silent prayer, thanking God for the second chance he had given me. I finally had Luke in my arms and I wasn’t going to let him go this time. The song finished and I looked up into his clear, blue eyes.
“Come home with me,” he whispered. It was not a question but a demanding plea. Not being able to find my voice, I nodded in agreement and was rewarded with his breathtaking smile. Placing both hands on either side of my face, he kissed me. I opened my mouth allowing his tongue to slowly caress mine. I had never felt so cherished. This man, who was still a stranger to me, was showing a public display of affection in front of hundreds of people and in that moment, I was happier than I had ever been. He pulled his lips from mine and grabbed both of my hands kissing them, and then led me off the dance floor.
Every eye in the room was on the two of us. I felt a little guilty for stealing the show, but the feeling faded when I noticed Nathalie wiping tears from her eyes and smiling fondly at us. Luke’s truck was parked at the entrance of the building. He opened the door, and assisted me in getting in then walked around to jump in the driver’s side, pausing to receive my things from Lindsey, who was wearing an ear-splitting grin. Luke pulled me across the seat, placing his arm around me and kissing the top of my head.
“Shall we, Miss Knox?” he asked, melting my heart with his smile.
“We Shall.”
Chapter 10
We rode to Luke’s house in almost complete silence. The classic tunes of country music filling our ears. We were constantly touching one another; me rubbing his knee or playing with the hand he had around me, him kissing my hair, my temple, caressing my shoulder and arm with feather like touches. I would occasionally glance up to admire his beautiful face and each time he caught me he would give me his signature smirk. I couldn’t believe how fond I was of him. My body was swarming with excitement. Every time he touched me, my body shuddered. I knew tonight would hold something special, and the days to come would be even greater. However, in the very back of my mind, where I hid things, I never wanted to think about a hint of nervousness or uncertainty.
At the house we got out, first him and then me, sliding across the seat to his open arms. He helped me from the truck, grabbing my hand leading me inside. “Would you like something to drink? Eat?” he asked, opening the fridge and getting a soda.
“No thank you,” I replied nervously. The anticipation for what was to come had me hungry alright, but not for food.
“You look so beautiful tonight,” he said, letting his eyes roam over my body. He made me feel shy and embarrassed for some reason. I smiled and looked at the floor, my cheeks scarlet; definitely not me. He walked over to me and lifted my chin up with his finger then trailed it down my throat to my neck, then between my breasts.
“I want to kiss you all over. I have never craved the taste of someone like I crave you.” A shudder racked through me and my body literally shook.
“Cold?” he asked, his voice low and dark.
“No,” I replied weakly. Without being able to control myself any longer, I launched myself at him. My hands wrapped around his neck as my mouth claimed his. His answering kiss was just as passionate as mine and before long he had my hair undone and wrapped around his hand, pulling my head back to deepen the kiss. I moaned in his mouth, just enjoying the taste of him. He didn’t even have to fuck me, just kiss me and I would be satisfied.
He pulled away from me suddenly. We were both breathless, staring at one another in the kitchen. I thought he was going to tell me no, that he wasn’t ready or that I wasn’t ready or that this is wrong, but Luke had a way of surprising me often, and this time, like all the others, he didn’t disappoint.
“I want to make love to you Dallas. I want to show you how a real man cares for a woman. I would never hurt you. I only want to protect you. Please, come to bed with me.”
What the hell was I supposed to say to that? A simple “let’s fuck” would have been good enough for me. I wandered why he felt like he needed to go into such detail about it. I wandered if maybe it was his way of apologizing for what happened. Deciding that was a good enough excuse for me, I agreed to go to bed with this man. I wanted the same things he wanted. I needed those things. My head had just started nodding when he scooped me into his arms and carried me to his bedroom.
Luke sat me down on the bed and went about the room lighting several candles I had not noticed before. How romantic. He turned the lights off and I lost my breath at the sight of him in the candle light glow. He was perfect. Dangerous, sexy, sweet, handsome, and tonight he was all mine. I smiled at the thought.
“Something funny?” he asked amused.
“I am just happy to be here, with you,” I said sincerely. A looked claimed his face, as if he were thinking very hard about something. He pulled his jacket off and laid it over the dresser, then his shoes and socks. I was getting my very own Luke strip tease. He walked up to me, loosening his tie, taking his vest off, and laying it with his jacket. I struggled to swallow at the sight of him. I stood up, unbuttoning his shirt as fast as I could. His body was like air to me and at that moment I couldn’t breathe without it. He sensed my need and grabbed both of my hands in one of his, while he deftly undone the buttons with the other. He let go of my hands to undo his cufflinks, never letting his eyes leave mine. Once his shirt was off, I stepped back to admire his chest and arms. His abs rippled down his stomach and the muscles in his arms were so well defined, that it seemed I was looking at a painted picture. My finger traced one of the tattoos on his arm, a tribal one that ran from his shoulder to his wrist. I grabbed his belt and very slowly slid it off and let it fall to the floor. He swallowed noisily and I was pleased with the effect I had on him. It seemed to fuel my desire, because in record time, I had his pants down and was staring at the large bulge in his boxer briefs.
“My turn,” he said, causing me to glance up to his face. His smirk was there and the arrogance was evident. I didn’t care. He had every right to be conceited. He trailed his fingers up my arms and back down again. Grabbing my shoulders, he slowly turned me so that my back was to him and pushed my hair to the front of my shoulder. With one hand, his skilled fingers, unsnapped the string of rhinestones. He slid his hands from my neck down to my waist, taking my dress with him. It soundlessly fell to the floor and pooled at my feet. “You are so beautiful.”
I could feel his breath on my neck as he kissed his way from my ear to my shoulder, then down my arm. He planted a soft kiss on the palm of my hand, and then twirled me around to face him. In that moment, in the candlelight and completely naked in front of him, I was more appreciative of hot wax and spa treatments than I had ever been. His eyes roamed my body, taking everything in from my hard nipples to my yellow stilettos.
“So beautiful,” he murmured, claiming my mouth with his. I melted into his arms. Even though there was no physical way I could get any closer, I continued to push my body against his. He gently pushed me on the bed. He grabbed my shoes and slid them off, then pushed my legs a
part, exposing my most intimate parts.
“Tonight you are all mine. I am gonna savor every part of your body my mouth touches.” His blues eyes were blazing with heat and his face was full of hunger. His voice was low and deep each time he spoke. He kissed my feet, sucking each toe as if it were a delicious treat. His mouth made its way up my leg, kissing and nipping my skin as he went. When he got to my inner thigh, he kissed the tender tissue in the crease of my leg causing me to moan out loud. Just when I thought he would hit it home, he skipped over my throbbing center to begin the same torture on the other leg.
“Please,” I moaned. My back was arched off the bed and my eyes were screwed shut. The pleasure was almost too much to bear.
“Shh, baby. I’m going to take care of you. That’s what I’m here for. I promise you, it will be well worth the wait. Are you on birth control, Dallas?”
“Yes,” I managed to say. I was unable to focus. His words along with his torturous tongue drove me mad. Finally, his tongue made contact with my sensitive, wet flesh. The first flick of his tongue almost sent me over the edge. His tongue circled my clit over and over. My moans and cries, I was sure, could be heard for miles. I moved my hands to grab the back of his head, but his were faster and restrained me.
“Calm down baby,” he whispered. When his breath blew over me, I couldn’t hold back any longer. My orgasm racked through my body as his mouth took over, licking, sucking and kissing me from my entrance to my clit. The orgasm rocked on for what seemed like forever, and when I finally came down from it, he was climbing over the top of me licking and kissing his way up my stomach to my firm breasts. He sucked softly on my nipples, each flick of his tongue causing me to jerk. “Look at me baby.” I slowly opened my eyes to see his beautiful face staring down at me. My juices were visible on his perfect lips and instantly made me hotter. His look was serious when he spoke. “I need you to tell me if it’s too much, ok?” I nodded my head in agreement, remembering how big he was. I took a deep breath and tried to prepare myself for what was to come. “We are going to take this real slow.” With gentleness I didn’t think possible, he slid partially into me. I felt myself expand under him. “Breathe baby. I won’t hurt you.” I let out a big breath, and when it regulated, he inched in further. He felt so good inside of me. This wasn’t so bad.