Stockholm Beginnings

His eyes widened slightly in surprise at her statement. He had a big heart? That was a word he never heard any one use to describe him. Such was his surprise he didn’t think to ask her why she hadn’t bothered to read his file and hear about his backstory before he became her assigned protector. He did however make a mental note to talk to her later about being updated on the people she employed.

“Allow me Ma’am” He said pulling out her chair and then pushing it back in. He sat down across from her and turned ordering him self a glass of water and her a glass of her favorite wine. Unintentionally showing off the strong commanding presence he exhibited even in his personal life.

“So handsome you say?” He asked raising an eyebrow and looking at the menu “I don’t know about that Ma’am but to get a compliment from some one as beautiful as you…. Well that certainly means some thing”
 
Biting her lip she watched as he ordered, realizing how deep is dominant roots went in his life. Shivering at the thought she looked to the menu her eyes curious. She slowly peaked over the laminated menu as he called her beautiful for the second time. Her eyes wondered back to her menu, her smile seeming to be permanently locked on her fave today. Once she had decided she placed her menu down, smoothing it before letting her eyes fall back onto him.

He truly was handsome and the amount of dominance he held over his professional and personal life made her shiver. She could only imagine what is was like in the bedroom. The thought brought a flare to her cheeks. She could almost feeling his rough hands as he held her, imagining how he would use his strength to...

She cleared her throat, trying to hide the moan that was trying desperately to bubble up. She looked down shyly trying to calm her pounding heart. Finally she looked back to him., "So.. Do you have an idea of what you are having?" she almost winced when she heard the slightly husky lilt her voice held. Shaking her head she wondered if he noticed and. Silently hoped he didn't.
 
“I think so” He said noticing her flushed face and the husky lit of her voice. He supposed it was the wine affecting her but he couldn’t help the effect it was having on him. He felt a bubble of excitement course through him and bit his lip adjusting in his seat as he struggled to find his voice.

He tried not to imagine what it would be like to be with her…. To have her in bed. To take her and exercise the lust he was keeping to carefully constrained. He wondered not for the first time if she would be interested in the same things he was sexually. If she would let him dominate her…..

“I think I am going to have the duck” He said his voice raw and tinged with sex “What about you what do you want?” He asked his eyes dark and filled with lust.
 
She could hear the rawness in his voice, almost feel the sex that clung on his every word. For a moment she was lost, halving only half heard what he had said. Hearing the end of his question she brought herself from her thoughts. "Oh... I..." She cleared her throat before pulling herself together. 'I think I'm going to get the salad as always." She chuckled. "I'm... pretty predictable." She cooed.

Rubbing her arm shyly she tried to hide her still pink cheeks. "I guess that makes your job easier right? Being predictable?" She asked quietly. Finally looking up at him she slid a stray piece of hair behind her ear.

"So...if you don't mind me asking... what did you do in the army?" She asked biting her lip. She feared he wouldn't tell her or get angry at her for asking.
 
He told the waitress the orders and leaned back noticing her strange reaction. He cleared his throat biting on his lip a small smile appearing as he heard her joke about being predictable. It was true she was predictable and for him a man bound by a strict routine he found I utterly adorable. He reaching out surprising himself by taking her hand and giving it a gentle squeeze.

“I like it” He said gently giving her a friendly smile “that you are predictable trust me it doesn’t bother me in the slightest”

He leaned back her next question taking him by surprise. He frowned trying to think of the best way to answer it.

“I was a soldier” He finally said “with the special forces I did things most other people didn’t want to” He admitted sipping his water.
 
Feeling him take her hand she smiled shyly. Squeezing his hand back she blinked. "I'm glad. you like it..." She said quietly. It was the truth. Deep down she was happy he enjoyed how she was predictable, and she was excited that he enjoyed spending time with her.

She listened in silence, trying to formulate her response correctly. Finally she leaned forward taking his hand softly. "So you were one of the bravest." She said softly. 'To make it onto a special forces unit means you were part of the very best, and most of all you were one of the brave soldiers who was trusted with big missions to keep people safe." She said quietly.

Her smile and her answer was genuine and she meant every word. "I'm honored, even more than I already was, to be under your care." She said softly.
 
He flinched having a hard time with her words and praise. He looked out the window trying to control him self as best he could so he wouldn’t hurt her feeling. She couldn’t have known especially since she didn’t bother to read his file. He didn’t want to hurt her so he waited making sure the smile was back on his face before finally addressing her.

“Maybe if I was part of another army” He said giving her a kind smile “but this isn’t the place to talk about it nor the time I would hate to ruin our time together” He told her gently watching as their food came.

“You’re far to kind” He said beginning to cut into his food “and beautiful as well I am telling you one of those French men will no doubt snap you up in Paris”
 
"Right... I'm sorry." She said quietly. 'I probably shouldn't have brought it up." She looked down at her lap, pulling her hand away timidly as their food came. She feared she had upset him or offended him.

Hearing his words she blushed, smiling to herself. "If you keep telling me that I'm going to start thinking you are telling the truth." She teased as she picked at her salad. "Besides, from what I hear guys in Paris aren't exactly the most...masculine of men." She said softly. "If I'm going to snatched up by a man I want him to be strong and protective. I want to be able to feel safe when we are out and when we are alone.." She stopped herself her cheeks flaring.

Clearing her throat she took a bite of her salad to stop her thoughts. "I'm sorry..that was very inappropriate. I don't know what came over me." She finally responded
 
“The wine perhaps Ma’am” He said smiling even though her words send a shiver through his body “And perhaps you are right I am pretty sure most Paris men are not fighters” He quipped beginning to eat his food.

“So then you want a strong man huh” He said knowing that this was a bad route to take but never the less going down it. He knew even if she didn’t say it right out that he wasn’t the only one harboring a crush. He didn’t want to believe it partly because it would make trying to maintain that professional distance that much harder.

“I have to warn you though” He said unable to help him self “If you are looking for a strong protective man…. Well he has to go through me first and I am not sure that would end well for him” He said taking a bite out of his food his dark eyes intently locking with hers.
 
"Yes.. that must be it..." She said softly before chuckling at his comment. "Yes. A strong man that I know would protect me...well it's every girls dream. Tall dark handsome, you know the deal." She said her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she needed to put on the breaks, to stop the conversation where is was but for some reason she wanted to know. She wanted to see his reaction. He was flirting, did that mean? No, she couldn't harbor those kinds of thoughts.

His eyes locked with her and in that instant if felt as if time stopped. Her light hearted innocent features turned seductive for a split second, her eyes becoming lidded and her lips parting slightly as she inhaled swiftly. If he wasn't paying attention he would miss it.

Blinking she looked away her face pink, her innocent facade neatly in place. "Well...I guess I don't have to look very far for someone protective..." She teased shyly finally looking back at him with a sly smile.
 
“Yes tall dark and handsome” he said sensing her reaction. He knew then that he wasn’t mistaking that his thoughts were correct. She was definitely interested and flirting back he was all but certain of it now. He knew right then and there that he should cut the date short and get away before things got any more heated.

But he couldn’t move

“So do I fit the bill then?” He asked finishing his food and placing his silverware down giving her his full attention “the tall dark and handsome protective bill that is?” He said his eyes locking on her as he waited for her to speak. He knew the line he was about to cross but couldn’t bring himself to care not at this moment at least.

He was in to deep
 
She placed her fork down, having finished her salad but she was still hungry.. though it wasn't for food. He was awakening something deep inside of her and if she didn't turn around quick she was going to be running down a dark road at full speed. Biting her lip she stared back at him her heart pounding. If she answered this question there was no turning back. No acting like this date never happened, never acting as if they didn't hold feelings for each other.

Taking a deep breath she spoke quickly, her voice holding the husky lilt it held early though this time she didn't try to hide it. "Ezekiel...." It was almost a whisper as she leaned forward "I believe the bill was written to fit you not the other way around."

She glanced up at the waiter came back with the bill, taking the plates as well. She almost wanted to say saved by the bell but opted against it. "I guess...we should be getting back...unless.." She looked back at him a mischievous grin on her face. "Unless we want to go dancing now instead of later tonight. " She teased.
 
An there it was

No beating around the bush, the ball was squarely in his court and it was up to him to decide what to do with it. He sucked in a deep breath and noticed the waiter coming as well as his question. They were at a cross roads he could either turn back now and take her back saving them the trouble and the hardships that were surely to come or he could take her out and continue the night.

“I think we can go dancing” He said making the decision before he talked himself out of it. He rose holding out his hand taking hers and pulling her up before he regretted it. He paid the bill quickly and turned escorting her out and helping her back into the limo.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” He asked stepping in with her “dancing can be.. dangerous business” He said knowing she knew he wasn’t talking about dancing.
 
Taking his hand she stood carefully, smoothing her skirt before glancing up at him. "Thank you." She cooed before following him to the limo, holding his arm gently.

Her heart jumped as she stepped into the limo her eyes looking him over slowly.Smiling gently she crossed one leg over the other. "I haven't been dangerous.... in a while." She said quietly. "I also haven't been dancing in a long time." She murmured her fingers playing with the bottom of her skirt. Finally she rubbed her legs as she leaned forward.

"YOu aren't against... dancing are you?" She asked her eyes in her lap. She almost feared his answer. The last thing she wanted was him being uncomfortable.
 
He leaned in giving her a smile and cocking his head slightly “Am I against dancing?” He said fixing his eyes on her and making a split second decision. He leaned in closing the remaining distance and capturing her lips in a quick but passionate kiss. He held it for a few seconds then let go leaning back and watching her.

“Does that answer your question?” He asked watching as they pulled to a stop in front of a club. He stepped out once more making the circle to her side and opening the door before taking her hand and helping her out. There was a group of people waiting to get in but he ignored them instead escorting them in and paying the money for the bouncer at the door.

The room as dim and the music was pulsating but he kept his hand on her leading her into the crowd and to a seat set in the back.

“Do you want some thing to drink?” He asked into her ear giving her hand a squeeze.
 
She gasped as he kissed her. She didn't have time to do anything but kiss back. She held back a moan just long enough to look up at him her eyes wide. A small grin touched her lips as nodded. "Yes. I think that did." She said quietly.

Stepping out of the limo she took his arm, walking slowly as they entered. She looked around for a moment before she felt his breath against her ear. Turning she squeezed his hand speaking over the music. "Maybe some water?"

She swayed to the music as she took a seat at the set he had brought her to, her eyes curious. She wondered what he had in mind. From the way he had been speaking she knew not to take the lead. With a sly smile she couldn't help but at least try once. Grabbing his hand before he left to get her drink she tugged slightly. Leaning up as he bent to her she kissed him, this time touching the side of his neck as she kissed him passionately before letting him go. With a small smirk she chuckled. She didn't know why she had the urge to tempt him more but she did. She only hoped she didn't pay for it later.
 
“Of course-“ he began to say but before he could finish she was bringing him down kissing him with passion. He groaned kissing her back. He felt her beginning to let go and growled his hands snaking down to the small of her back and picking her up. He slid into the bar arranging her on his lap and making out with her his tongue sliding into her mouth his hands travelling up and down her bare legs.

He kissed her passionately all caution thrown to the wind. It felt so good however bolts of pleasure and electricity were flowing through him connecting the two. He pushed his hips up letting her know how hard he was for her.

How ready

He moaned into her mouth and released panting softly unsure of what to do next every one was ignoring them so far and he had half a mind to take her right here and there in the booth.
 
In an instant she was in his arm, the world spinning as her legs fell on either side of his hips. Panting slightly her fingers snaked into his hair, kissing him deeper as her legs hugged tight against his sides.

She lightly sucked on the bottom of his lip before letting her tongue run along his. Moaning in response to his. As his hips bucked she pressed her own down, rotating them slightly before he released the kiss. Panting harder she stared down at him, her eyes filled with lust.

Running her fingers down his chest she pressed her hips forward body moving to the rhythm of the music. Slowly she was dancing seductively, her hips moving with her body, pressing down against the girth she felt there.

Biting her lip she leaned down, her fingers running along his arms. "I thought we were going to dance." She teased breathlessly.
 
Oh god

There was some thing sexy about seeing her like this. He was so used to seeing her as the ambassador the polite civil one who didn’t make any bad moves. Yet here she was grinding on his lap showing off a side of her he never saw before.

But one that turned him on immensely

He bit his lip and reached up kissing her once again and running his hand down inches from the beginning of her ass.

“I wanted to dance” he murmured into her mouth “But what your doing and how you are making me feel starting to make me think I should just take you back instead”

Back to her hotel? That was a bad idea not when so many people knew them and were people liked to talk. He would have to get other accommodations for that yet should he assume that was going to happen? She was making it clear she was as eager as he was but was that in poor taste?

“I want you” He whispered into her are reaching up and licking it “I cant fight it any more I’ve wanted you for almost a year now”
 
Blushing she stared down at him, her eyes seductive. Kissing him again she ran her tongue along his lips before shivering at his touch. She smiled at his words until she thought about it. Everyone knew her at the hotel. Everyone would talk. She knew that their rooms were connected but that would cause even more talking.

His breath against her ear once more brought her from her thoughts. Looking down into his eyes she nodded pressing her hips down. "I want you to, where can we go." She whispered against his lips. "We can dance another time." She cooed her finger slowly undoing the buttons on his suit. "

Panting she arched her back slightly her legs tightening and her arms rising above her head. As she did her shirt rose, revealing just a hint of smooth skin before it was gone again.
 
“I’m not sure” He said biting his lip groaning at her touch and the way she was undoing her buttons “you’ve been in the news lately your no doubt going to be recognized” He said his mind scrambling with every touch and seductive pose she employed against him. He frantically formulated a plan and with great resignation pulled her off of him.

“Come on” He said taking her hand and pulling her up telling him self to just act not to think about it or second-guess. He led her out of the club through the fire exit and in seconds they were heading to a motel away from the hotel. They made it their seconds later and he went inside gesturing for her to wait as he paid for a room for them.

“I got it” He said stepping outside and guiding her to their room. He stepped inside and breathed a sigh of relief it wasn’t the ritz but it was by no means a dive either. He let her go inside and shut the door locking and dead bolting it before turning to her his dark eyes stormy with lust.
 
It all happened so fast. One moment they were in the club the next she was whisked away to a small motel. Blushing she stepped inside, turning back him. Biting her lip she stared up into his eyes. Before she knew it his name was a whisper on her lips.

She felt vulnerable before him. She could feel the goosebumps touching her skin as the cool air from the room touched her exposed skin. She was still breathing a little hard, her mind a whirlwind.

She heard movement before she saw him move. He was to her in an instant and with a gasp she knew she wouldn't regret this night.
 
He leaned in giving her a deep passionate kiss his hands once again traveling all over her frame. He pulled away pulling off his jacket and his holsters but leaving one on the bed side table. His tie came next joining his jacket on the floor. His linen shirt was on the floor next revealing a hard body covered in faded scars and bullet wounds.

He stood their shirt less his hands undoing his belt letting his pants fall to the floor and revealing his hairy muscular legs. He kicked those away and stood their in nothing except for his black tight boxers the ones that did little to hide just how hard and ready he was for her.

“Are you sure you want to do this?” He asked one more time his eyes dark with lust and passion but also fear “Once this happens we cant take it back and I don’t think I will be able to have just one taste of you”
 
His words made her shiver, her eyes watching his every move. Stepping forward she ran her fingers along his muscles slowly, her touch gentle but not timid. He loomed over her, being so much taller than her. She was silent for a long moment before her eyes rose to look up at him.

"I don't want to go back." She whispered standing on her toes to kiss him. "I don't ever want to go back." She mumbled against his lips her arms wrapping around his neck.

Shivering she pulled away for a moment beginning to slide her top up, stopping just below her chest playfully her eyes alluring, almost daring him to make the next more.
 
He leaned in kissing her deeply his tongue once more sliding into her mouth. His large hands danced up her skin pushing her top up more and more until her breast and bra spilled out. He pulled it off and tossed it away before leaning down kissing and biting her shoulder blades. He grabbed her skirt and pulled it off of her before climbing onto the bed with her and feasting on her exposed skin.

“Strip for me” he said pulling his boxers off revealing his cock. He gripped it with one hand stroking himself masturbating to her as he watched his eyes dark with hunger and lewd thoughts.
 
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