Siren Song 12 Oh It Feels So Good Iii

Chang rested her head on the table for a moment and groaned, she could feel the alcohol making her eyes blurry, it was growing hard to keep her head up. She saw a gla.s.s of water appear before her eyes, thinking it was Justin returning, she mumbled out a thanks. She then felt him help her sit up and hold the gla.s.s to her mouth so she could drink. She wanted to protest, but as soon as her eyes locked onto his face she froze. Her eyes were locked into his beautiful eyes, so dark with flecks of dark- golden amber.

"You're not real, i don't wannna to see you right now." She turned her face away her beautiful full lips pouting sullenly as she slurred.

'Not real', an eyebrow arched as he restrained his temper with this impossible woman. He had flown across the world, after searching what felt like a life time for, and she says 'I'm not real'. He felt a vein pulsing in his head especially when he thought of earlier.

He had exhausted countless resources, hiring private detectives and following leads trying to find her for almost a year. A few weeks ago his patience was finally rewarded with a picture of her in America from one of his look- outs. In it she was happily gallivanting around with another man, seemingly unfazed by the fact it would have been their anniversary. Not just that he found out she lived with that man, when her Id was found earlier, and had for almost a year now. Even now he had come upon her out with the same man wearing practically next to nothing getting wasted. He ground his teeth in frustration at being unable to grind this Justin Che to dust instantly! At her words though and att.i.tude his restraint snapped and he pulled her up into his arms, preparing to leave with her. He nodded at the a.s.sistant to take care of the tab.

She was weak and uncoordinated from the excessive alcohol consumption and was only able to ineffectively struggle in his arms. Causing his hands to almost lose their grip a couple of times and he had to readjust as they slipped onto indecent areas.

She cried out a couple of times in protest, " hey wait, put me down, stop, dont, ahhh, mm oh it feels so good. Mmm don't touch me there!" She couldn't help but moan as one of his hands slipped, he felt his ears burn and a part of him rise unbidden. He noticed other men were staring at her lecherously fanning the flames of jealous, he quickly stormed out of there with her in his arms until he reached his car. He then put her on her wobbly feet and pressed her against the side of the car.

With one hand behind her neck, he locked her head in place and took her juicy red lips. With all the pent up desire in him he crushed himself against her. He sucked her tongue in and intertwined it with his.

She let out a soft moan against his mouth with his pa.s.sionate actions. He sneaked his right arm around her waist and lifted her up against the car. As he did so her legs reached up and snaked around his waist, and her arms around his neck. It felt like he was fully on fire now, especially feeling her heat and pressure against his hips. He pulled away a from her lips, holding a hand in her hair to restrain her pa.s.sionate reciprocation and tried to compose himself, before he took her right there on the spot. It was becomingly increasing harder to...

He let out a few ragged breaths and opened his burning eyes to look into her watery unfocused ones. Her sensual delicate fragrance kept drifting into his nose with their close proximity. Eventually he spat out.

"Who am I?"

"Hmhm an angel. My fantasy come to life." She slurred out tilting her head back arching her back. Her b.r.e.a.s.t.s looking like they would spill out in front of his eyes.

"Tut tut, wrong answer looks like I'm going to have to punish and teach you.." He said with a wicked smile on his face.