Claire picked up one of the tall champagne flutes and took a sip feeling the bubbles tickle her nose. She tried to look sophisticated even though all she wanted to do was giggle at the sensation. She looked around for Luke, but couldn’t see him and felt a knot in her stomach at the thought he might not be coming after all.
“Let me introduce you around my darling,” said Joel, whisking her away from the group, his hand on her back leading the way.
It was then that Claire saw Luke enter and join her friends; they were laughing and looked like they were having a great time. But he wasn’t alone. On his arm was a striking brunette wearing a sexy red dress that clung to her curvy body. Claire bit her lip.
“Pleased to meet you,” said Joel’s artist friend. “I’m so glad you could come to enjoy my showing.” He held his hand out for her to shake, which she did.
“I love the exquisitely dark theme you’ve done with your collection,” said Joel. “It’s reminiscent of the early work of Jean-Michel Basquiat I think?”
“Yes, he is an influence of my work,” said the artist.
Claire couldn’t concentrate on the conversation. All she could think about was Luke and the woman he had brought to the gallery. She looked over to him and saw him place his hand on the woman’s back sliding it lower towards her bottom. Suddenly she couldn’t breathe.
“Excuse me, I’m just going to have a look around and get some air,” said Claire to Joel and his friend. She stepped out into the courtyard at the side of the gallery and steadied herself as she tripped on a dead potted plant, holding the railing for support.
Joel followed her out with a glass of champagne in his hand. “Are you okay?” he asked handing her the glass.
Claire turned to him and saw that Luke was watching them from the room inside. He looked angry, and he turned around and walked away.
“I’m so sorry Joel. I can’t do this. It’s just that I think I’m in love with someone else.” Claire watched for his reaction expecting him to yell at her, scream anything.
“Oh that’s quite alright dear. You really aren’t my type anyway. I prefer woman much skinnier than you.”
Claire stared at him in disbelief. Did he really just say that? She threw the contents of her glass at him saturating him in champagne.
“You fucking little bitch,” he said slapping her hard in the face before storming off.
Claire’s lip quivered but she was determined not to cry. The sting on her cheek hurt, but not as much as the pain at seeing Luke storm off did. She ran inside scanning the room trying to see where he had gone.
Samantha came over and saw the red mark on the side of her face. “That asshole, I’ll kill him.”
“No, leave it. It’s ok.” Claire couldn’t see Luke anywhere. “Where did he go?”
“Who Joel?”
Claire pushed past Samantha but he wasn’t to be seen. “Has he left? Did he go?” She turned back to her friend and grabbed her arms. “We have to find him. I need to talk to him.”
“You mean Luke. He’s getting a cab for his date. He should be outside I think?”
Claire grabbed a brochure of the art gallery from a nearby table and scribbled something on it before folding it and handing it to Samantha. “Give him this,” she said. Samantha nodded and headed outside.
Claire turned towards an empty side office and entered the room. She cleared everything off a desk in one sweep so that she’d have a nice flat surface. Her fingers trembled as she undid the zipper of her dress and let it slip to the floor before sitting up on the desk as seductively as she could.
Her heart beat loudly and she wondered if he’d be able to hear it if he came into the room. Staring at the door handle she waited. Oh please Luke, please open the door.
A shiver of excitement tingled through her body as she heard someone on the other side knock lightly.
“Claire? Claire, are you in there?” Luke opened the door and stepped into the room. He stopped suddenly when he saw her there, half undressed, sitting on the desk smiling at him.
“You came back.” Claire breathed a sigh of relief and reached out for him, but he didn’t move toward her like she expected he would, his hand still on the door handle. “Luke is everything alright?”
“What are you doing here?” he asked. “I thought you were with Joel?”
Claire shook her head. “No. I just told him it was over. I told him I was in love with someone else. Someone, I think, who had given me the best sex of my life?”
Luke stepped into the room away from the door, and towards where Claire was sitting. “How did you know it was me?”
Claire smiled and grabbed his arm and pulled him closer to her wrapping her arms around his neck.
“Luke, who else would know me so well as to give me what I really wanted?” She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him gently. “Although I will have to punish you for tricking me at Samantha’s party like that. Why didn’t you tell me it was you?”
Luke kissed her back, smiling his familiar goofy grin. “Oh Claire, I figured you’d be able to tell it was me. When you didn’t, and you started dating Joel I thought I’d lost you. How could I tell you after that?”
He moved his lips down her neck to the nape of her shoulder and gently used his teeth to pull at her bra strap making it slip down.
Claire groaned and threw her head back. “Samantha’s right. We are pathetic.” She grabbed his head and ran her fingers through his hair as he unclipped her bra from the back, letting it slip to the ground.
He sighed at the sight of her firm breasts and rosy pink nipples, and hungrily put one in his mouth masterfully swirling his tongue around the tip. A sudden rush of warmth filled her body and she pulled him closer again.
His warm breath on her breasts tickled where it was wet from his mouth, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. She ran her hands over his smooth body as she lifted his shirt above his head. His chest was strong and toned, and Claire traced her finger over it feeling every bump of his muscles sighing at how gorgeous he was.
Her nipples were hard as he continued to devour them, and she bit her lip as he sucked hungrily. She wanted to feel those lips on hers again and pulled him up to meet her mouth kissing him ravenously.
She was hungry for more of him and could feel his erection through his pants. She thought about feeling his warm flesh inside of her again and could feel the wetness spread between her legs at the anticipation.
She reached down struggling to free him without taking her mouth from his. His pants finally fell to the ground, his manhood free and ready for her.
Luke groaned desperately as he leaned her backwards onto the desk, parting her legs so he could see her moist sex. He murmured appreciatively and reached out to touch her.
Claire could feel the cool breeze from the air conditioner mingle with the warmth from between her legs. She arched her back as he slid his fingers inside of her, tingling from his soft touch and wanting to feel more of him.
She whispered his name, pushing herself further onto his hand feeling it fill her completely.
He pulled his hand away and knelt down in front of her, pausing to take in her musky scent. Then gently, slowly, he blew warm air onto her wet sex making her arch her back even more. He moved closer to her and grabbed her hand so that he could entwine his fingers with hers.
Then without warning he dove his tongue into her. A deep guttural sound escaped her lips spurring him on further to pleasure her completely. His tongue swirled and brushed against her clitoris making her squirm and push closer to him. His own excitement building as he could see how much she wanted him right now. All he could think about was how Claire was now his. His beautiful Claire.
Her clitoris throbbed and was hard with pleasure as she was nearing climax from his mouth alone, but she wanted more. She pulled him up towards her kissing him passionately, tasting her own salty juices on his lips.
She grabbed his cock and glided it inside her, her eyes wide with bliss as s
he remembered how great he felt inside her. Her eyes rolled back and she held on to him tight as he moved smoothly and quickly in and out of her.
He kissed her neck as he rocked inside of her, the rhythmic movements bringing him to the brink of orgasm, but he knew he had to hold off until she came first. He grabbed the back of her neck and shut his eyes, speeding up his thrusting so that she could feel the exquisite pleasure he was giving her.
The familiar shuddering of climax bubbled up inside Claire as Luke continued to plunge into her. She screamed out loudly, not caring if anyone heard her as the waves of pleasure washed over her, and she fell back onto the table exhausted with pleasure.
Luke’s orgasm followed quickly after, and he pulled her up to him kissing her passionately.
“So does this mean we are an item now?” he asked.
Claire laughed and punched him playfully. “What do you think?” she asked wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him back.
~~~
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Tabitha Levin was born in Australia and grew up in a small rural country town before moving to the warmer climate of Brisbane, Australia after her senior year of high school. She studied at Queensland University and has worked briefly, in both publicity and journalism.
It wasn’t until she had started a family that she decided to follow her desire to become a fiction writer.
She has written two short story series, one a suspense thriller collection and the other a steamy romance collection. She is currently writing her first novel.
She currently lives in Sydney, Australia, with her partner and two children.
Her website is at http://www.tabithalevin.com.
FULL LIST OF WORKS:
Collections:
2012
Desperately Delicious: Seven Sexy Romance Collection
Urban Darkness: Seven Suspense Thriller Collection
Short Stories:
2012
(Urban Darkness Series): Blown Away | Caged Mouse | Seeking Vengeance | Collar Bomb | Double Cross | Blood Stain | Hunger for Truth
(Desperately Delicious Series): All Tied Up | Double Delight | One Night Stand | Betrayed By Love | Seducing Samantha | Perfect Amy
2011
(Desperately Delicious Series): Stranger Delight
Copyright
STRANGER DELIGHT © Copyright 2011.
All Rights Reserved.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either products of the author’s imaginations or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, without permission in writing from the author.
This story is written in Australian English.
For more information about Tabitha Levin, please visit www.tabithalevin.com.
Published by TE Publishing
Cover Design by R Chapman
TE Publishing Small Press | 2012
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