Finding a Suitable Husband (closed for CG)

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Alexa Marie Hunnycut sat in the front row, wearing all black, at the funeral of her parents. They were flying their plane home from the Bahamas and had crashed, killing them both. Although her face was covered with a dark vale, everyone could see she shed no tears. In fact, rumor had it that she hadn’t shed a tear since the crash and had gone off with her biker boyfriend for several days following the crash.

So the black haired beauty was totally alone having no other family, although she wasn’t unhappy about that. She looked forward to living on her own without school, rules and the bitching that adults seemed to do to her. She was 20 years old, 5’5” and had the body of woman who always would stand out in a crowd, especially since she didn’t mind showing it off. Her eyes were dark and seductive, as were her rosy lips. Men gathered around her like flies and she enjoyed every bit of the attention.

Now back for the funeral, there was a lot of talk about what was to become of her. Everyone figured she probably would just spend her inheritance within weeks and then who knew what the girl would do. She was known for having a bad reputation with the boys, had recently been kicked out of the third college her parents had sent her too and probably wouldn’t bother going back. It was so disrespectful the way she had treated her parents and cared nothing about what people said about her were the thoughts of many. It was also rumored she had spent several nights in jail, but no one could ever verify that.

Alexa sat, knowing they were all talking about her, but she didn’t care. It wasn’t the first time and wouldn’t be the last. More than half the rumors they talked about they never got right anyway. Besides, she was rich now and could do anything she wanted, she could even sell the 500,000.00 home they lived in and buy herself something more to her taste. Of course she would let Rick, her boyfriend help her enjoy being rich. All these things ran thru her mind as the service proceeded and although she didn’t shed any tears, she was deeply sad that they had died.

After the funeral, many people came up giving her their condolences and telling her that if she needed anything, they were there for her. All she could think of was how two faced they were all being, because not one of them had offered any help, except Rick, especially the day she found out her parents had died. She couldn’t wait to get out of the funeral home, change into her jeans and shirt and go riding with Rick on his motorcycle. She didn’t want to think about any of this. Her parents had a an attorney, so she figured he could take care of everything and just get everything signed over in her name and be done with it.

She was just about thru with the guests and went to walk out the door when an older gentleman stopped to talk to her.

 

[cgraven]

Damien Tougas had know Michael Honeycutt sense they were both young men in Western Canada. Both had found their way to the oilfield and then had found there way up to the Yukon. It was Damien that had introduced Michael to Marie Christine, Alexa’s mother. It was Marie Christine who had given Michael Honeycutt the drive to become the man he became. It was Marie Christine that had almost shamed Damien Tougas into university and a career at the bar.

Those days seemed so far away now as he stood in the back of the funeral parlor and watched the fawning hypocrites as they paid their respects to Alexa. He smiled as he saw her their in black her faced veiled and her little black dress just this side of being scandalous. That rebellious streak she had obviously inherited from her father. As the mourners began to disperse Damien ran his fingers through his ginger hair and took a deep breath. It was a nefarious habit that Marie Christine Honeycutt had always teased him about. He remembered the last time, her smile, as she teased him about the touch of silver at this temples, and how it made him look the part of the stern solicitor, and attorney to inspire confidence, he could still here Michael’s laughter. Drawing himself to his full height he slowly approached Alexa.

“Miss Honeycutt I was a friend of your father and mother and was your father’s attorney.”

As he spoke he had extended his hand to take hers in his. They were strong hands calloused hands, hands that were no stranger to hard work. Certainly not the hands one would normally associate with an attorney.

“ In a week or so, at your connivance we can discuss the trust your father and mother established for you and you oil and mining holdings in the Yukon. And the stipulations of the Trust in general.”

Damien’s voice was dark and sensual, felt as much as heard, lost some place between a base and a baritone.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Damien Tougas, yes I was wanting to get a hold of you and see about the will. I am anxious to take care of it.

“ In a week or so, at your connivance we can discuss the trust your father and mother established for you and you oil and mining holdings in the Yukon. And the stipulations of the Trust in general.”

“What the hell stipulations, everything is mine, I find that simple enough to understand. My father better have not made any fucking stipulations like I can only have so much a year, like being put on a salary. Damn, he tried something like that, trying to control my whole life but I didn’t let him then and I’m not sure as hell not going to let him now that he is gone. When do you want this meeting, here is MY card with my name and phone number on it, call me when you‘re ready to go over it.”

She handed him her card and knew several people had heard what she said and as angry as she said it and they were probably already talking. But she didn’t care who heard her, she was already pissed that her father had put some silly stupid stipulation in there and it was probably to do with her not getting all the money at one time.

“I have to go now, my boyfriend is here to pick me up. Call me as soon as you can, I’m very anxious to get this taken care of. We have lots of plans set up.”

She turned from him and started walking away toward the motorcycle that was just pulling up with a scruffy looking biker, all leather clothing riding it.

 

[cgraven]

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Damien Tougas, yes I was wanting to get a hold of you and see about the will. I am anxious to take care of it.

Damien was taken aback as he saw Alexa for the first time, her temper and her Spirit might be Michael’s but her dark beauty was all Marie Christine. That placid moment did not last long when Alexia heard of the possibility of stipulations connected with her inheritance brought an immediate response that once more reminded Damien of Michael


“What the hell stipulations, everything is mine, I find that simple enough to understand. My father better have not made any fucking stipulations like I can only have so much a year, like being put on a salary. Damn, he tried something like that, trying to control my whole life…………………“I have to go now, my boyfriend is here to pick me up. Call me as soon as you can, I’m very anxious to get this taken care of. We have lots of plans set up.”

Alexa thrust her card into his hand and turning on her heel stormed out of the Funeral Home to mount a motorcycle behind its scruffy rider her skirt hiked high up her thigh. Damien Tougas wondered why his closest friend had saddled him with this less than enviable task. He watched the young beauty, so much her mother and father’s daughter, fade into the distance.

It was with a sense of trepidation that tow weeks later Damien called Alexa Honeycutt. Alexa’s attire was hardly the black mourning dress of the funeral and she was accompanied with what obviously was the motorcyclist that he had seen her meet their. Damien read out the will of Michael and Marie Christine Honeycutt. It was filled with the party of the first part, party of the second part and so on was a tedious and boring necessity. Then came the moment Damien had been dreading.

“The jest of it Miss Honeycutt is you wouldn’t inherit anything until the day you marry, and I must find your husband acceptable.”


Damien prepared himself for the onslaught he knew would be coming from the willful young beauty.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Alexa had put on her tight and short leather skirt, with a black leather vest that barely covered her breasts. She slipped into her black leather boots, put on a black leather cap and called to Rick to hurry up. She was extremely anxious to hear what the stipulation was going to be and she was prepared to fight it if she didn’t agree with it.

They arrived on his motorcycle, and then had to listen to all those boring details, waiting for Mr. Tougas to explain the stipulation.

“The jest of it Miss Honeycutt is you wouldn’t inherit anything until the day you marry, and I must find your husband acceptable.”

“Well that’s not a problem, Rick and I will just go down to the clerks office and get married.”

She actually felt a bit relieved, getting married was no big deal, especially to Rick. She could always divorce him if things didn’t work out anyway. Then it finally dawned on her that Mr. Damien Tougas was to find an acceptable husband.

“I’m sure you’ll find Rick here to be perfectly suitable. He has a job at our friendly Super Store, working all night stocking. He is nice and he has his own vehicle which is already paid for.” She said, not telling him that it was her that had actually paid for Rick to have the bike.

She looked over at Rick, “You want to marry me, don’t you?”

“You bet!” Rick exclaimed, actually very anxious to wed.

“So, that should take care of it, won’t it?”

 

[cgraven]

“Well that’s not a problem, Rick and I will just go down to the clerks office and get married.”

There was a nonchalant, caviler, attitude in the way Alexa had made the statement as if things did not work out that she would simply move on with her life leaving Rick in the dust. For his part Rick seemed more than eager to help Alexa spend her inheritance.

“I’m sure you’ll find Rick here to be perfectly suitable………..“You want to marry me, don’t you?”

Alexa waited for her boyfriends eager reply. She smiled sweetly at Damien as she almost cooed.

“So, that should take care of it, won’t it?”

Damien smiled to himself as he got ready to let the other shoe drop.

“Yes! Just about Miss Honeycutt. There is just the matter of the prenuptial agreement for Rick to sign.”

Damien paused for a moment as both looked at him as if he was nuts.

‘ “It is rather simple in the case the marriage does not work out Rick gets nothing and he will have to pay your trust the value of any gifted or assets you accumulate in your marriage.”


Damien slide the per-nup over for the couple to look over.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Alexa listened to what Damien was saying and thought several minutes about it. She looked over at Rick, then back at Damien, and finally agreed that probably was a good thing to do. She didn’t see why Rick wouldn’t sign it after all, and then she wouldn’t be losing anything if something happened between the two.

“Well Rick, go ahead, sign the paper so we can get on with this.” she finally said to him impatiently.

“Let me get this straight. I marry you so you collect your money, then sign a paper that says if you give me anything I have to pay it back if we split.” Rick said, rather sarcastically.

“That’s what the man said, weren’t you listening? Now sign it dammit!”

“You’re crazy girl and so are you old man, if you think I’m gonna give up anything for some female, rich or not.” he laughed cynically. “Alexa, it’s been fun, thanks but no thanks.” Rick said as he headed for the front door.

“What the hell, I thought you loved me?” she said following him but he kept his back to her and opened the door. “Then I want my fucking bike back!”

“You don’t own a fucking bike girl!” He said and slammed the door in her face.

Alexa stood there, her face red with anger and was going to go after him, but changed her mind. She was sure there were other men who would gladly marry her. She walked back to Damien’s office and sat down.

“So now what the hell do I do? Do I get any money to live in my house? Or do I have to go to work to get it? What a fucked up mess my dad made of things. Hell, I don’t even have a ride home now, damn!” She said with anger present although calming down as she looked at Damien. “So as my dad’s attorney, are you going out to find this ’suitable husband’ for me, or can I just find someone willing to do what the stipulations say?” she asked him, with a calmer attitude, although very bitter.

 

[cgraven]

As he suspected Rick was not thrilled with the stipulations of the prenuptial agreement. When he spat back at Alexa

“You’re crazy girl and so are you old man, if you think I’m going to give up anything for some female, rich or not.” he laughed cynically.

“Alexa, it’s been fun, thanks but no thanks.”

Damien was not surprised to learn that it was she that had bought the Bike and that Rick had no intentions of giving it back. He said noting as their little tableau played out and his face was unreadable, an asset in his line of business. Damn but she was magnificent in her anger every muscle of her gorgeous body tense her cheeks the most delightful shade of crimson as Alexa fought to control herself he could see her desire to go after Rick and was mildly surprised when her better judgment took command as she turned on her heel and came back. Her movements were fluid, sensual like a tigress on the hunt and like a tigress Alexia wasted no time.

“So now what the hell do I do? Do I get any money to live in my house? Or do I have to go to work to get it? What a fucked up mess my dad made of things. Hell, I don’t even have a ride home now, damn!”

It was almost if Alexa was thinking out loud assessing her options. Then she turned to face Damien and asked .

“So as my dad’s attorney, are you going out to find this ’suitable husband’ for me, or can I just find someone willing to do what the stipulations say?”

she asked him, with a calmer attitude, although very bitter.

“ No you can pick but I have to approve, or I can pick for you Alexa your last choice seems not to have worked out well. As far as your parents house that has been left to a charitable trust and the income from your trust will start in about two months till then you can stay where you were or you can stay at my place the choice is yours Miss Honeycutt.”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“I can’t believe they left the house to a charity. What were they thinking,” she said, somberly, starting to feel extremely drained from everything.

Alexa looked at Damien, and sighed. Her mind was spinning from everything that had happened in the last couple weeks and now this. Not even a home to live in. So much for her parents giving a shit about what happened to her if something happened to them, she thought to herself. She also thought about the options he was giving her and actually she really only had one choice.

“Mr. Tougas, I guess I’ll have to stay with you. I was staying with Rick most of the time and now that my home is gone, I really don’t have anywhere else to stay.” She replied, a deep sigh, her mind still hard at work. "As far as a husband, right now i don't really care who picks."

Staying with him might not be so bad, he seemed like a pretty nice gentleman and her father had trusted him enough to pick out a husband for her. Of course look where he left me when he died!”

“Do you mind if I ask you a question or two?” she asked and didn’t wait for a reply. “Do I still get to keep my personal things including my white convertible BMW, and does anyone else live here with you, like a wife or something?”

 

[cgraven]

“I can’t believe they left the house to a charity. What were they thinking,”

Alexa’s voice had taken on a quiet somberness as if she were facing for the first time the loss of her parents and all she had known. The young beauty seemed hardly effected by the departure of her boyfriend. It was almost like she had been expecting it. With a sigh of resignation Alexa turned and for the first time their eyes truly met. Damien was taken by surprise at the dark seductive nature of Alexa’s eyes, they were eyes a man could drown in and become hopelessly lost if her were not very careful.

“Mr. Tougas, I guess I’ll have to stay with you……………………..”

Damien was hardly listening to the stunning young beauty as he was trying desperately not to drown in her dark seductive eyes.

“………As far as a husband, right now i don't really care who picks."

Then came the matter of fact questions about her car and personal possessions that had been at her parent’s home.

“Yes Miss Honeycutt your personal possessions are still yours as is your car and of course you may take them as soon as your parents home clears probate in a month or so.”


Damien Tougas paused only a moment as he wished to avoid , at least for the moment another out burst of Alexa’s firry spirit.

“ I am sure you must be tiered Shall we go?”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Yes, I’m very tired, but if I can’t have my things, what about clothes to wear now and getting around? Isn’t there something to do about that. After all I do need clothes.” Alexa said with a bit of sarcasm in her voice, and then added, “I can’t go around naked and all looking for a husband. Although it might be a fast way to get one, but I really don’t like jail.”

She was very grateful that he was going to put her up till things got straightened out, but still, what the hell was she going to where. Really, how was she suppose to go out and find a husband with no clothes to wear or no vehicle to drive.

“I don’t suppose my charge cards are any good either, right,” she said, this time a bit more sarcastic.

“Where are we going anyway? I mean where do you live?”

 

[cgraven]

“Yes, I’m very tired, but if I can’t have my things, what about clothes to wear now and getting around? ……….

It seemed that Alexa was thinking working out the details and necessity of the next few days as she consider how she was going to live.

“I don’t suppose my charge cards are any good either, right,”

There was no escaping the sarcastic note to her statement. Damien found no need to answer the question as Alexa had already answered it.

“Where are we going anyway? I mean where do you live?”

“ Out in the hill country about 20 miles past the city limits Alexa.”

It did not take long to leave the city behind and for them winding their way up into the hill country. If Alexa though that Damien lived in a exclusive gated community she soon discovered he lived in a simple but comfortable stone chalet nestled in the hills by its self. The house was defiantly a man’s home.

“ Well this is it Alexa your room is on the lower level I fear it is simple. As far as clothing we will see about that tomorrow……..”

He paused for a moment and a wicked smile bowed his lips.

“You know the prospects of you walking naked around her is not all that frightening Alexa.”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

It was a beautiful ride up to his place and she noticed a small home in the hills which looked rather quaint. She never dreamed that he would pull in the driveway here and this was where he lived.

After they went inside, it was obvious women didn’t live here, or at least the décor looked perfect for a man.

“ Well this is it Alexa your room is on the lower level I fear it is simple. As far as clothing we will see about that tomorrow……..”

“What didn’t my dad pay you enough to get a bigger house? Why would you want something so small?” she stated more than asked.

“You know the prospects of you walking naked around her is not all that frightening Alexa.”

“Oh, I’m not afraid of walking around naked, but I sure as hell am not doing it here. And don’t be getting any ideas like that either.“ she replied, shocked by his comment. “I guess I’ll just have to wear what I have on until we get me some clothes tomorrow.”

Damn, what have I gotten myself into now? I’m not in his house more than 2 minutes and he’s already talking about me walking around naked. This definitely is going to prove interesting for the next month.

 

[cgraven]

“What didn’t my dad pay you enough to get a bigger house? Why would you want something so small?”

It had not been a question but more a statement and it rubbed Damien Tougas the wrong way. Again he could not help but think That Miss Alexa Honeycutt was a spoiled self centered brat. A willful young lady who had not learned to want what she had rather having what she wanted. Damien tried to lighten the moment.

“You know the prospects of you walking naked around her is not all that frightening Alexa.”

“Oh, I’m not afraid of walking around naked, but I sure as hell am not doing it here. And don’t be getting any ideas like that either.“

she replied, shocked by his comment.

“I guess I’ll just have to wear what I have on until we get me some clothes tomorrow.”

That sharp reply told Damien that Alexa did not share her parents ribald sense of humor from their wildcatting days in the Yukon. Oh she had her father’s sharp tongue and firry temper. And her mother’s stunning beauty but Alexia did not seemed to have inherited their joy for the simple things of life. She was all trappings and apparently no substance. Just another poor little rich girl! The thought made him burn with an anger he could not quite understand.

“Dinner will be at 8 if you want to freshen up Alexa.”

With that Damien headed for his own room to shed the three piece business suit of his law practice and slip into the old wool shirt and worn jeans that were much more to his liking and to let Alexia explore the comfortable but basic suit of rooms that were to be hers while she stayed with him.

At 8 o’clock dinner was ready, a salad , steak and fresh vegetables a simple but hardy meal served with a red table wine of no particular vintage just a good hearty wine.

“Alexa Dinner”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Alexa went to downstairs to where she was told her room was and found that it was a small bedroom, with a bed that actually looked comfortable with a warm looking comforter on it. There was a nice little dresser, that would be plenty of room for her for just the month. A small night table with a lamp next to the bed in case she wanted to read, although she highly doubted it. She was surprised to find that she had her own full bath, and a small sitting room, with a couch and a nice comfy looking recliner. On one wall she noticed there was a bookshelf with many books. Well, she thought to herself, it sure wasn’t what she was use to at home, but she had to admit, it was very much better than what she had with Rick.

The shower looked very inviting but the thought of putting her the same clothes back on, just didn’t appeal to her. So she freshened up, and got her make up from her purse and touched that up a bit. It would have to do for now, she thought to herself. At least she had privacy.

“Alexa Dinner”

As soon as she heard her name, leaving her purse on the dresser, she went up to the kitchen.

“It smells delicious, I suppose you do the cooking too,” she said, this time smiling as she said it.

She sat down and hadn’t realized how hungry she really was until she had smelled the dinner. Her stomach had even begun to rumble.

“Thank you for letting me stay here, my rooms are fine, actually very nice and comfy. I didn’t notice a television, or did I miss seeing one?” she asked, her voice had completely changed to being almost sweet. “I also was wondering, would you by any chance have a long shirt, something that if I took a shower I could put it on and not be bouncing around here naked.” This time she laughed softly and smiled at him.

 

[cgraven]

“It smells delicious, I suppose you do the cooking too,”

Damien bristled at the question untill he saw the smile that bowed Alexa’s sweet moist lips so like that teasing haunting smile of her mother.


“ A hidden talent of mine Alexa. “

His voice was dark deep felt as well as heard. For her part Alexa seemed to truly savor the meal and the simple red table wine that accompanied it.

“Thank you for letting me stay here, my rooms are fine, actually very nice and comfy. I didn’t notice a television, or did I miss seeing one?”


“ I am afraid not Alexia. I see enough of the worlds misery at the office to bring it home with me.”


Her voice was sweet and soft as honey and her eyes so soft and seductive.

“I also was wondering, would you by any chance have a long shirt, something that if I took a shower I could put it on and not be bouncing around here naked.”

This time she laughed softly and smiled at him.


“I think that could be arranged Alexia.”

He gave her a saucy little wink and excused himself. Damien reappeared a moment lather with a man’s white , French cuffed , dress shirt.

“As the lady requested.”

He held out the shirt to Alexis on the tip of his finger.

“Shall you have your coffee and brandy now or after your bath?”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Alexa took the shirt from his finger as her hand gently brushed his.

“Thank you so much, I do appreciate it.”

“Shall you have your coffee and brandy now or after your bath?”

“If you wouldn’t mind, I’d like to enjoy a bath first and then come up for coffee and brandy.”

With a nod of his head, she went downstairs and ran the bath water while she stripped off her clothes. When she got in the steamy water, she felt a bit relaxed for the first time since her parents had died. She lay still soaking in relaxation, before finally taking the wash cloth and washing every part of her body. Afterwards, she pulled the razor from her make up bag and shaved her legs and trimming her pussy.

Alexa finally turned the water back on and while emptying the tub, she stood up under the shower and washed her face and hair then let the clean shower water rinse her hair and body. Getting out of the tub, she grabbed the towel and dried herself off, feeling so much better about things at this moment. Although she was hoping she wouldn’t have to wait a whole month before getting all her things. She was thankful that Damien was actually very pleasant to be around, especially after her temper tantrums.

She put on his white shirt and buttoned it up, leaving two buttons on the top undone and one button on the bottom undone. Then she rolled up the cuffs to her elbows, brushed her hair, sprayed a touch of perfume on and went back upstairs. Her feet were a bit cool, but she actually loved walking around barefooted, and with hardly anything on.

“Damien, or should I call you Mr. Tougas, which ever you prefer, but if its not too much trouble I’d like that coffee and brandy now.”

 

[cgraven]

While Alexa went to bath Damien laid a fire on the hearth and brewed two cups of espresso.
He looked over the selection of brandies then turned to a dusty bottle that lay in the back of his liquor cabinet. A smile bowed his lips as he took out the bottle of Sortilège . He was quite sure that Alexa had never tasted the combination of light Canadian whisky and maple syrup liquor. Damien had slipped into a old woolen shirt an jeans feeling more like himself.

When Alex came up dressed in that simple white dress shirt with the top two buttons undone and one button on the bottom undone showing just a seductive glimpse of inner thigh. she rolled up the cuffs to her elbows, which only intensified the sensually seductive image that the young beauty presented.

“Your coffee and a little something special Alexa.”

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Thank you,” Alexa took the coffee and brandy from him. She first sipped the brandy, since he said it was something special. “MMMMM, that is delicious, I don’t think I’ve ever hand anything quite like that.” she smiled at him, taking another sip and licking her lips, the taste so exquisite.

She sat down on the couch, curling one leg up under the other one hanging off the couch. She adjusted her shirt a bit so that nothing was showing other than her tanned thighs. Then she set the brandy on the small table next to the couch and after a few sips of coffee set them down.

“You look like you’re much more comfortable too, no one guess you’re a high paid attorney in those clothes. They do make you look a little less, shall I say, domineering.” she smiled at him.

“So, you know a lot about me, I’m sure. What about you? Do you enjoy what you do for a living? How did you become an attorney? Ever been married?” then she paused and looked at him, “I’m sorry, guess I’m just curious, I don’t mean to intrude on your privacy any more than I am already and I seem to be one of those curious people that ask a lot questions.”

She took several more sips of her coffee and then of the brandy that tasted so wonderful to her. “This is really so good, what kind of brandy is it?”

 

[cgraven]

“MMMMM, that is delicious, I don’t think I’ve ever hand anything quite like that.”

There was a warm smile that bowed Alexa’s lips in a decidedly seductive way one that Damien found both very fetching and a bit unsettling at the same time. He thought there was a little coquettish smile on the young beauty’s lips as Alexa sat down on the couch, curling one leg up under the other one hanging off the couch. She adjusted her shirt a bit so that nothing was showing other than her tanned thighs.


“You look like you’re much more comfortable too, no one guess you’re a high paid attorney in those clothes. They do make you look a little less, shall I say, domineering.”



Damien Tougas found the pose quite sensual and almost missed Alex’s comment as she sat there Damien wondered why he was not easing over to open that dress shirt for a better look at what LAY BENEATHITS WHITE STARCHED SURFACE.

“So, you know a lot about me, I’m sure. What about you?

What about him, would she be shocked to know just how domineering he could be , how he longed to be right now.

“This is really so good, what kind of brandy is it?”

“Alexa it is called Sortilège a delightful blend of light Canadian whisky and maple syrup liquor. A little bit of fire, and a little bit of sweetness Alexa something that is stronger and more forceful than it looks.”

Damien gave Alexa a saucy little wink.


“As for me before I turned to the law and the bar I was a trapper, a wildcatter, and I tried my hand at mining up tin the Yukon………..”

He gave Alexa a thumb nail sketch of his life.

“……..Married no never settled down long enough when I was younger, and too many gold diggers now.”

His manner was easy, relaxed, as he talked. His eyes held hers, he talked to her with her and not at her, and Damien made sure that her glass of Sortilège never quite ran dry. He looked at those lips so moist and ripe and again he longed to kiss her and rip that dress shirt open and take her right here and now. Unconsciously he had leaned a little closer and his breath warm and moist washed over the girl’s neck

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Alexa it is called Sortilège a delightful blend of light Canadian whisky and maple syrup liquor. A little bit of fire, and a little bit of sweetness Alexa something that is stronger and more forceful than it looks.”

Stronger and more forceful thank it looks, she repeats those words, over and over, thinking that right now, that is exactly what I need. As she gets close to finishing her drink, Damien continues to refill it.

“……..Married no never settled down long enough when I was younger, and too many gold diggers now.”

As she listened to him talk about his life, she was beginning to feel more and more relaxed.

“Gold diggers like Rick, you mean?” she asked, feeling a bit tipsy.

His voice was comforting, almost hypnotizing, she thought as she held out her glass for more Sortilege. She started to notice how striking his eyes were and how strong and masculine he looked, something that had always appealed to her.

Alexa shifted in her seat, exchanging the leg she was sitting on, to sit on the other instead. The bottom of her shirt opened up a bit, although she did not notice nor correct it. Most of her creamy flesh of her upper thigh was exposed as well as a hint of having nothing on beneath the shirt.

“This is really good…” she said, her words coming out a bit slower as the liquor was beginning to have obvious effects. “You should have found a woman…. to be with, to enjoy…” she paused and looked at him, her eyes sparkled as she took another sip and licked her lips sensually. “I have enjoyed men…but I know they want money….but there’s this hunger…do you know that feeling…what I mean?”

She relaxed even more as she sipped the drink, smiling more each time she did. When she felt his warm breath on her neck, she felt delightful shivers.

 

[cgraven]

“Gold diggers like Rick, you mean?”

“It is better to find out earlier than later Alexa.”

Damien replied as the dark haired beauty held out her glass for a little more of the Sortilège.

“This is really good…”

It was obvious that Alexa was really enjoying the potent liquor, her words coming out a bit slower as the dark amber Sortilège was beginning to have obvious effects.

“You should have found a woman…. to be with, to enjoy…”

Alexa paused and looked at him from under her long eyelashes those stunning dark eyes sparkled as she took another sip and the tip of her little pink tongue sensually slid along the seductive bow of her ripe moist lips.

“I have enjoyed men…but I know they want money….but there’s this hunger…do you know that feeling…what I mean?”

Did he now that hunger. Hell yes and the way Alexa casually shifted in her seat, exchanging the leg she was sitting on. The way the bottom of that white shirt opened up a bit, baring most of her creamy silken flesh of her upper thigh was exposed and a seductive little hint this gorgeous creature was wearing nothing on beneath the shirt. The last straw was when the little shiver and the smile that bowed Alexa’s lips. Damien’s were now no more than a breath away from hers.

“Yes Alexa I know that hunger….that hunger to enjoy a woman…..”

His lips brushed hers fleetingly a sensual little kiss that seductively hinted at the pleasure that could be hers. His scent filled her nostrils as her fragrance filled his. Damien’s mouth claimed Alex’s this time he let the kiss linger and deepen. If she pushed him away so be it if she did not……… Damien did not peruse the thought.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

“Yes Alexa I know that hunger….that hunger to enjoy a woman…..”

“To enjoy a real man…” she said softly, looking deep in his eyes.

Alexa felt small butterflies in her belly from his first sensual kiss, breathing in his scent and tasting the slight sweet hint of the sortilege on his lips. She had been surprised by the kiss, yet it stirred something deep inside her.

As his lips claimed hers in a lingering kiss, she moaned against Damien’s mouth. Alexa opened her mouth, feeling the taste of his tongue on hers along with the sweet taste of the liquor. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she moved, kneeling on the couch beside him, continuing the kiss.

Whether it was due to the liquor, the stress she’d been under, or the hunger, Damien’s kiss promising more, was all she could think about. In that moment something stirred in her feeling he could ease that stirring, that hunger inside her and she wanted that more than anything else.

 

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“To enjoy a real man…”

Alexa said softly, looking deep in his eyes. Just before she surrendered to his kiss. As Alexa became lost in their kiss as it lingered she moaned into it as it deepened until they shared the same life giving breath. Damien fingers toyed to the first button of Alexa’s shirt slowly it yield to his fingers. He paused a moment before the tip of his finger trialed down over her silken skin to the second button of Alexa’s shirt he paused a moment and it parted. As did the third.

The tip of Damien’s finger slid between the thin material of the shirt and the soft silken skin of the young beauty, easing the material back to expose the sensual curve of her bared breast, the edge of that pure white shirt resting on her rose pink nipple. The only thing holding the girl’s shirt closed was a single button at her waist.

 

[DangerousDarkEyes]

Alexa felt the soft touch of fingers playing with the button on the shirt she was wearing and felt come free. The gentle trail of his finger against her skin gave her delightful little chills as he went on to the next button.

She could have stopped, she probably should have stopped him, but his touch felt so warm, so enticing as did his kiss. As Damien undid the second and his finger slid along her flesh to the third, opening it quickly, she moaned into his mouth. She felt such delicate tingles that made her shiver as he parted her blouse.

Alexa broke from this kiss for just a brief moment, to look into his eyes and down at her exposed flesh, then back to his eyes feeling she could drawn in them. Her eyes were glazed over with desire and she brought her lips to his for a soft kiss before kissing lightly along his neck, while her hands went to his woolen shirt and began to unbuttoning it. The tips of her fingers grazed his chest as she did.

“Please don’t stop,” she whispered, her warm breath against his ear.