Art of Seduction

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by Monique Orgeron


  “Gabriel, will you be staying, too, my darling?”

  Angelle jumps and says, “No, Catherine, not tonight. We have plans, right Gabriel?”

  “I don’t know. I am rather tired, Angelle, and my bed sounds really good right now. I think we might stay. It’ll be like old times. I’m sure, however, your father would be happy to see you home tonight.” He then announces, “Mother, it looks like you have your wish granted. We will all be one giant family tonight.”

  “Wonderful, boys. I will start looking for my harem.” Everyone breaks out into laughter, except for Angelle.

  The rest of the night is spent dancing. It’s the best night of my life. I dance the night away. Frederick and Miles take turns dancing with me, then Zander and Liam tag team me on the dance floor to an upbeat tune, spinning me around and around between the two. Everyone has gathered around us, and in return we put on a show. I’m in heaven, and after the song is finished, Liam takes my hand and leads us into a slow song.

  He tells me, “My brother has been watching you all night.”

  With the questioning look I give him, he nods his head to the side and I see Gabriel staring in deep concentration. I instantly feel warmth all over my body from his stare.

  “Be careful. I have never seen my brother react to anyone like this before, and he can be rather intense.”

  “I don’t think it’s like that, Liam. He has Angelle, and I’m nothing like her.”

  “Exactly, Fallon, you are nothing like her. She will never hold his attention like you have tonight.”

  “Is that a warning? Should I worry about Gabriel?”

  “You seem like a nice girl, Fallon. It’s not that you should be fearful for your life, but I will say he is a lot like our mother. When he wants something, he will get it, and he doesn’t care who or what stands in his way. He can be a dangerous man. So, you should stay away from him unless you’re just looking for some fun, because I don’t think Gabriel will ever settle down, and like I said, you seem like a nice girl.”

  I look up at him. “I like you, Liam. I could use a friend.”

  “I like you, too, Fallon, and I would love to be your friend.”

  Liam and I finish our dance and return to meet with everyone. A few minutes later, Gabriel joins us and holds up a glass of champagne for me. I take it and thank him. Angelle looks ready to explode. The conversation leads into many different directions. As the party starts to come to an end, I lose my footing and Gabriel is there to save me again from falling.

  “Are you all right?” he asks with concern.

  “How embarrassing. Yes, I’m fine. I think I just had too much champagne, and to be honest, my feet are killing me in these shoes, but thank you. You seemed to have saved me from a fall again. Are you trying to be my hero?”

  “Afraid I’ve never been accused of being someone’s hero.”

  “Well, you were mine tonight.”

  He looks baffled. At the end of the party, I announce that I am going to retire for the night. I go on to thank everyone for coming and tell them it was a pleasure to meet them all.

  As I ascend up the stairs, I can still feel the warmth of Gabriel’s stare. Halfway up, I turn to see he is still watching me.

  Gabriel

  I’ve watched her all night; I just can’t get over seeing her again. The night of the poker game, I asked for her name because I had to know who she was. I had never met a woman like her before. I knew I had to see her again, but then she told me her name was “Mine.” It felt like she was telling me she was indeed mine. I admittedly asked around about her, and of course, no one had any information on the girl named Mine. That night she became a mystery to me, and I have not stopped thinking about her since.

  I couldn’t help watching her mingle and dance all night. All I could think about was how she said she wouldn’t want to be my date, yet she agreed to a date with Frederick. She also seemed interested in Miles showing her the city. Then, of course, there was Carlos, who drooled on her all night. I wanted to break his hand when he kissed hers and told her he would buy all the beaches in the world just to see her in a bikini. How dare he touch her. He knows not to fuck with me; I guess he’ll need a reminder. My brothers were no exception. They danced the night away with her and put on quite a show. Well, they had their fun; now it’s over, and that won’t happen again.

  When I had her in my arms, I never wanted to let go, and the way my beard tickled her neck, my cock got as hard as a rock. I had to move a little so she wouldn’t feel it. Thank God for that couple pushing us, because I thought I might have to take her out of the room. The warmth of having her in my arms was too much for me to handle. That’s why I never asked her to dance again. Then I had to listen to Angelle bitch about the one dance I did have. When will she learn? I am not hers, and never will be. She is a means to an end, that’s all. Tonight that means I might take her for a hard fuck while thinking of Fallon.

  Thinking back on the moment I saved her from the slight slip of her feet, she called me her hero. I never wanted to be anyone’s hero, but I find myself wanting to be exactly that for her. How does she need saving? All she needs to do is tell me and I’ll be right there.

  Wow, I’m getting in over my head with this girl. I don’t know anything about her, where she comes from, or who she truly is. My mother never does something for nothing, so by her taking this girl in, it must lead to some end game for her. I’ll figure it out, and maybe have a little fun along the way. She’s just another girl. I have to keep telling myself that. Just another girl, no one special. One day soon, I will get my fill of her and she will end up being just like all the rest.

  As she tells us she is going to retire, I watch her ascend towards the stairs; she’s so beautiful. Her dress opens to show off both her legs, and every man has been watching them all night. I’m going to dream about those legs and her full breasts all night long.

  Mother comes around to me as I’m watching Fallon walk up the stairs and asks, “Isn’t she lovely?”

  “Yes, she is. Who is she, Mom?”

  “Gabriel, I already told you, and everyone, she is the daughter of an old friend.”

  “Mother, why is she here?”

  “As I said, I have been lonely and she’s a beautiful distraction. I’m enjoying her company very much, and she is welcome here for as long as she wants.”

  “What kind of game are you playing, Mother? A girl suddenly appears because you are lonely. Come on, Mom; you have never been that lonely. What is your end game? What do you want from her? And exactly what are you expecting from all of this?”

  “Gabriel, you think I’m that devious to use a young girl like that? I don’t want anything from her. I just want her to be happy here, and hopefully she can meet the right people.” She looks at me, bewildered. “Gabriel, why are you so concerned? Do you like her? Is that it? What’s your game, son?”

  “What do you mean, you want her to meet the right type of people?”

  “Funny how you didn’t answer my questions, but continue to question me. I just mean Fallon is a young and very beautiful girl. She can hopefully meet a nice gentleman that she’ll find interesting. She sure does have a lot of them interested in her just after one night. I don’t think it will be too hard to find a suitable suitor for her. Don’t you think?”

  Well, that just pisses me off.

  “Does she know who we are or what we do? What about what kind of woman you are? Does she know how dangerous a woman you can be if there is something you want from her and don’t get it?”

  She laughs at my words and touches my face. “Don’t make me laugh, son. She has an idea of who we are, and she knows who I am. Don’t make a mistake and underestimate her, son. She might be young, but she is not as stupid as you might think. She has been well-versed in life and can withstand more than you know. She is well-cultured and has the ability to hold her own in any room. As you could see from tonight, she is very captivating, don’t you think?”

  “Yes, she
is very captivating.”

  “Are you going to answer my question now, Gabriel? Do you like her? Did she somehow captivate you?”

  I turn, not answering her question, and simply say, “Goodnight, Mother. I will see you in the morning. I’m going to have a cigar, then retire for the night.”

  I kiss my mother’s cheek and start to walk off, but she stops me. “Oh, Gabriel, Angelle wanted me to tell you she went to your bedroom for the night. I will see you in the morning. Sleep well, my love.”

  “You, too, Mom.”

  I walk onto the outside porch, light my cigar, and take a seat. The night sky is lighting up with heat lightning. I love nights like this. Kicking my feet up on the table, I enjoy the show. My brothers interrupt my peace and take a seat.

  “Well, what a night,” Liam starts.

  “What do you two want?” I ask.

  “We just figured we would enjoy the sky with you, like when we were little kids,” Liam answers.

  Zander interrupts, “Here, I brought you a drink, Gabriel. So, big brother, what were you thinking? I bet I can guess.”

  “Really? What do you think I’m thinking about, Zander?”

  “Mom’s little house guest, of course. I think every man in that room was thinking about our little Fallon.”

  With a growl, I say, “She is not ours, Zander!”

  “Well, maybe not now, but I might take a crack at her.”

  With a harsh voice, I tell him, “You won’t touch her, Zander. Do you hear me?”

  “I heard you, brother, but why are you interested in her?”

  “I’m just being cautious. We don’t know anything about this girl, and I don’t want any trouble.”

  They both laugh out loud.

  Through his laughter, Liam says, “Wow, Zander, did you hear Gabriel? He’s going to try and deny he wants the girl. Oh, brother, come on, everyone saw how you watched her all night. Angelle definitely saw you watching her. Why do you think she went to bed so early? I bet you didn’t even notice when Angelle walked out of the room.”

  “Shut up, Liam, and both of you leave her alone. I’m going to bed.”

  As I walk away, they both continue to laugh at me. Assholes! They’re lucky they’re my brothers, or I would have beat the shit out of them.

  Going up the stairs, I remove my jacket and start to loosen my bow tie. Walking towards my room, I open the door.

  “Oh, shit! I’m sorry! What are you doing in my room, Fallon?”

  “What do you mean, your room? This is my room!”

  “Well, it is my room, or was. Sorry, I guess my mother moved me into another room. She must have forgotten to tell me, and she obviously redecorated.”

  I truly didn’t even notice the room. Here Fallon stands in my bedroom, and I could barely breathe. It’s like the gods had delivered her to me on a silver platter.

  My mother’s surely playing some game, and now I think I might be one of her game pieces.

  Fallon shakes her head. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know. I can move to another room.”

  “No, it’s fine. I barely spend time in here anymore. I’ll go. Goodnight, Fallon.”

  As I’m nearly out the door, I hear her call out my name. “Gabriel?”

  “Yes?”

  “Can…do you think you could help me? My zipper seems to be stuck, and I can’t get out of my dress. I thought I was going to have to sleep in it. Would you mind trying the zipper for me before you leave?”

  What the hell? She’s trying to kill me.

  “Umm...yeah, I should be able to help.”

  I throw my jacket on the bed and walk to her as she stands there watching.

  I whisper to her, “You have to turn around.”

  “Oh, yeah, sorry.”

  “No problem.”

  She turns around, and I help her by moving her long hair to the side of her shoulder. I take a deep breath as I look at her now exposed neck and shoulders.

  “Gabriel?”

  “Fallon?”

  “Here you go playing my hero again.”

  I’m frozen by her words.

  “Is there a problem, Gabriel?”

  “Huh? Oh, no. I’m just...here we go.”

  I try to pull the zipper and realize it’s indeed stuck. It won’t budge.

  “Fallon, looks like there might be a problem. The zipper won’t move at all.”

  “What? It has to! I can’t sleep in it all night, and I don’t want to ruin it. Your mother bought it for me.”

  “Well, in that case!”

  I rip the back of the dress right down the center, and it tears in half all the way down. She grabs the front of the dress while making a shrieking sound. Her back is totally exposed to me. The energy in the room has now shifted to a sexual one. I can’t help staring at her back end. She is wearing a matching lace, all in one lingerie piece. Low on her back, and high on her hips. Her full round ass is a work of art. I can’t help myself. I touch her back with the back of my hand and start to trail downward.

  In a husky voice, I whisper her name, “Fallon.”

  “Gabriel, I...”

  As my hand slowly grabs hold of her tiny waist, I turn her to face me. With her eyes on me, I take the dress from her hands, letting it fall to the floor. My eyes roam her body in her lace corset. It pushes her breasts up to a perfect curvature on top. I take my finger and start at her shoulder, then slowly run it down to follow the swell of her breasts. She begins breathing heavily now. Her chest is rising hard and fast. I stop abruptly when she opens her mouth.

  “Don’t...” she whispers.

  I look at her, trying to understand why she’s asking me to stop.

  “Gabriel, I...I...”

  “Goodnight, Fallon.”

  I turn and walk out of the room before I wouldn’t be able to stop.

  This woman almost had me begging. I decide not to go looking for Angelle; she wouldn’t even be a decent substitute for Fallon. I go looking for the nearest room I know won’t be occupied and slam the door shut.

  Why would she want me to stop? It doesn’t make sense. I know she felt it. The charge between us was on fire. Was she scared to get burnt? There is a sudden deep need for me to have this girl, but I’m going to play the game. I’ll be patient and wait for now. I’m going to see where all the pieces fall before I act. Strength and patience are two of my best qualities.

  Sleep takes forever to fall upon me, but when I do, I dream of her. Her crystal green eyes, her mouth, her body. In my dream, I show her what I could do to her. How I can control her body in every way. I take her with everything I have. I wake up with the hardest dick I’ve ever had. I go to the shower and start to jerk off to the memory of her, images of her beautiful breast and her perfect ass still etched in my memory. I kept replaying it over and over. It doesn’t take long before I spill onto the shower floor. I wish it made me feel better, but it doesn’t. I dress and get ready for breakfast with the family, and Fallon.

  I stroll downstairs to find everyone already there, except Angelle.

  “Morning, everyone,” I tell them.

  I kiss my mother’s cheek, nod to my brothers, then take a seat right across from Fallon.

  “Good morning, Fallon.”

  “Good morning, Gabriel.”

  I look toward my mother and ask, “Where’s Angelle?”

  “She left early this morning; she didn’t seem happy at all. She said you never made it to bed last night. What happened?”

  With a raised eyebrow, I tell her, “It seems like you moved my room and forgot to tell me.”

  “Oh my God, Gabriel, did Jeffery not tell you I gave the room to Fallon?” She then turns toward Jeffery and asks, “Jeffery, did you not tell Gabriel about the room change?”

  I know this is all for show, but I continue to watch it all.

  “No, madam, I never saw Mr. Gabriel before I retired for the evening. I apologize, sir.”

  “It’s all right, Jeffery. I didn’t want to wake everyone in the hous
e searching for Angelle, so I just slept in the first room I found empty. I’ll explain it to her later.”

  Mother smiles and says, “I’m sure she’ll understand.” Now she addresses Fallon, “I sure hope Gabriel didn’t scare you entering into your room unannounced.”

  Fallon answers, “No, Catherine, it’s fine. I wasn’t indisposed.”

  I chime in wickedly, “Actually, it was a good thing I stumbled into the wrong room. Fallon needed assistance with her dress. It seemed the zipper had gotten stuck.”

  “Oh my, Fallon, I hope Gabriel was able to help?” Mother frantically asks.

  “I was, Mother, but I’m afraid the lovely dress didn’t survive.”

  I look up after buttering my toast to see Fallon staring daggers in my direction.

  We all continue to eat and talk of nothing particularly. When everyone is done, we all stand and say our goodbyes. I stay a little longer to get a few more minutes with Fallon. She waits for everyone to walk out of the room, then walks over to me and slaps me across the face.

  Stunned I ask, “What the hell was that for?”

  “How dare you mention the dress, then allow them to presume you got a look at me?”

  “I did get a look at you, Fallon, and it was a great view.”

  She goes to slap me again, but I stop her by her wrist. “Don't!”

  I use the same word she used on me last night; let’s see if she likes it. She just stares at me as she fumes.

  I let go of her wrist and tell her, “Goodbye, Fallon.”

  Fallon

  I start to panic...how dare he mention the dress? I don’t want Catherine thinking I moved too quick, that I made it easy for him. I overhear her saying her goodbyes to her sons. When I look up and see Catherine staring back at me while leaning on the door opening.

  I start, “Catherine, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean for the dress incident to happen!”

  She shushes me to stop talking, then I see a huge grin on her face.

  “My dear, dear girl. I know. I planned it that way.”

  “What?”

  “Yes, Fallon. I asked the stylist to set the zipper up to stick, and I purposely set you up in Gabriel’s room, then sent him there to find you. It worked out perfectly, don’t you think?”

 

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