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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2014 22:37:23 GMT -5
She gave a stretch before crawling onto the massive bed, adoring the feeling of the silk sliding against her porcelain skin. “Sounds lovely. Just name the time and I will be sure to get you a lengthy slot on my show.” She couldn’t help but smile at the arrival of the word; gala. She had honestly been looking forward to it for a good while now, ecstatic that Selina had chosen her to do the primary media coverage for the event. “Oh, I am so excited for the gala. I’m great fiends with the hostess. It’s going to be amazing.”
Summer eyed him hungrily as he started toward the small sleek refrigerator. The redhead honestly couldn’t remember the last time she had drank this much in a single evening, though she was surely clouding her thoughts. “Thank you. I think you are going to convert me to a wine-o” She accepted the glass, holding it cautiously upright so that she would not spill even the slightest bit on the sheets that were sure to cost more than her entire bed back at home.
She couldn’t hide her smile as he raised his glass to hers. “I couldn’t have said it better myself.” The redhead took a timid sip of the contents of her glass as he leaned forward and planted a chaste kiss on along her jawline. Leaving only the briefest tingling feeling circling around in her girlish frame, she looked back at him with an almost mischievous look. “…but you missed.”
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Post by Deleted on Apr 13, 2014 22:08:15 GMT -5
"There are worse things in life to be converted to, Summer." Much worse, other than being appreciative of a fine alcoholic beverage. Swirling his own wine and indulging in several sips he contemplated a good time. Before, or after this Gala? While he was donating libations he did have to contemplate exposure.
Pulling away from her enough to notice the glint in her eye, he laughed lowly. His arm had shifted behind her to brace himself. Not that it was necssisary. But because it gave off the impression he wanted.
"You think I missed? Perhaps you should show me where I should have aimed, Ms. Gleeson?" He dared.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 14, 2014 23:47:51 GMT -5
“That’s true. I mean I am already a workaholic amongst other things. We might as well add wine-o to the resume.” She said lightly, tossing her damp red hair over her shoulder. It was drying quickly, returning to its normal red waves. She felt a bit self-conscious being so exposed. She had been stripped of elaborate clothing, jewels and make-up. The young reporter was fairly exposed with her normal complexion, wide eyes and naturally pink lips. While Summer was natural beauty, she always went to the effort of maintaining her image with the latest fashion and trends in all genres of style.
The wine served as a liquid courage, and there was no denying that she was beginning to feel the effects. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she sat her wine class on the neared end table, forced to stretch the entire length of the massive bed in order to do so before she could come crawling back to him. She smirked at his challenge, the plunging neckline of her silky pajamas exposing a great deal of the young reporter as she moved to straddle the newest member of Gotham’s elite. Her pale thighs on either side of his body, she slowly closed the distance between their lips. He tasted like the addictive wine that he had provided her with, causing her to linger with each sweet second, the kiss only growing in intensity as the young reporter’s hands began to wander. Challenge accepted.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2014 16:58:57 GMT -5
She was so eager. And flirty. A breath of fresh air in this dark city, with her porcelain skin and flamed hair. He smirked as the red reminded him of a good friend. Either way. But she was not one to turn down a good dare it seemed, her words blending to action as she divested herself of her glass, him following suit as he watched her stretch. The black silk had been a good touch. A classic one at that.
Now what was this? As she sat atop him he would not deny her a chance to show him just what the target had been. Her mouth was sweet, her kisses insistent as he returned them slowly, his hands spanning her back. Then pulling her closer to him as he shifted atop the bed. Pulling his mouth from hers he grinned. "I do believe you have schooled me promptly, Summer. What of this?" His mouth would move to her ear, his kiss firm before shifting to the side of her neck, and then the nape.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2014 16:53:36 GMT -5
This wasn’t typically how she acted. In fact, this was far from the norm? Was it simply her frustrations all finding a bit of relief as she acted so impulsively? Her feelings were cast aside; fully aware she wanted no form of relationship with the man – or any for that matter. Summer’s career was far too important, but everyone had their needs. Boyfriends were too time consuming and too much restrain for the redhead to deal with, but one-night stands seemed to making everything simple. Still, she didn’t typically aggressively make-out with men she just met while straddling on their five-star hotel bed. The wine seemed to have unleashed something inside of the naïve redhead.
Though there would typically be a battle raging amongst her thoughts and emotions, she released a girlish squeal into his mouth as he pulled her closer toward him, breaking the kiss on for a brief moment so she could bite his lower lip playfully. With a mischievous look as he spoke between kisses, a series of goosebumps appeared on her pale skin as his hands ran down the length of her back. “You don’t have to be so gentle. It’s not like you are going to break me.” She informed him with a sultry tone to her voice.
She couldn’t help but smile at his words. “You learn something new every day, right?” Summer said, her chest rising and falling as his kisses trailed off onto the soft skin on her exposed neck. She didn’t complain, but instead shifted accordingly so that he could better reach the area, a soft moan falling from her lips.
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Post by Deleted on May 4, 2014 16:47:15 GMT -5
Passion. The flare-kissed ones usually were. And she was a vintage he had not sampled yet. Tasted, briefly, perhaps. But not fully sampled, savored and enjoyed. As she was now fully in his arms, he grunted faintly as she bit his lower lip. Quite a spitfire this one was. He was glad to have watched her through the night even if she had been working most of it, preening and posturing in front of the camera.
"I like to savor the moment, Ms. Gleeson," he's drawl into her ear peppering kisses from her lobe and back to her lips his mouth parting slightly to explore. "And I have a feeling you will bend before you break. Please correct me if I'm wrong?" He would tease as his hands found purchase on he blemish-less expanses of skin. She was something. Black was no doubt a color she didn't wear regularly but it showed her off wonderfully in contrast.
"One could say we do if your mind and eyes are open," he'd husk again as his lips met hers as his hands splayed across her back to support her.
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2014 19:28:04 GMT -5
Her head was screaming for her to stop, but it had been a while since she had managed to hook herself a successful, gorgeous millionaire with the promise of being no more than a simple one-night stand. The only thing that Summer took seriously was herself and her career, resulting in her past relationships to ultimately fall to the wayside in a series of flames. Her household name and excessive reputation in the city earned her a great amount of trust with her viewers, allowing her to play victim and eliminate any rumors that surfaced. While he nearly tripled her in wealth and power, she didn’t think that her actions this evening would stalk her afterwards.
“So you are a tease.” She said playfully, running her fingers through his hair, tugging playfully at various points as he lined her pale skin with savory kisses. When their lips reunited once more, she kissed him back, matching the intensity but adjusting to his slower speed, taking a leaf from his book rather than simply speeding toward the finish line as she originally intended. After all, he was flawless; dark skin, bright eyes, straight teeth and a body so fit that it rivaled her own.
“That’s a pretty good assumption,” she managed slyly during the brief moments that she allowed her luscious lips to leave his. She moaned into his mouth as his hands wandered across her petite frame, pushing all the right buttons. Summer did the same, tugging at the hem of his shirt and forcing him to pull the thin, soft material over his head to reveal what it was hiding. His comment called her to smirk as their retained their closeness. “Well that’s pretty deep.” She sighed, but she couldn’t help but think that he was going to make a great addition to her show and resume.
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Post by Deleted on May 6, 2014 16:39:37 GMT -5
"Such a vulgar term to describe someone keen on exploration," he'd state again as he explored her fit, firm figure with fingers and lips. She was something else. Focused, determined, energetic. Perhaps he should see more women like her. Or just her. He was afterall someone new in the city. Novel even. An untouched commodity in the states, instead of a hard-working, barely touchable magnate back in Europe.
It was a nice change. And as he continued to battle with her, her fingers now pried his shirt up and over his head. He'd gently let her lay against the bed as the fabric would muss his hair and reveal his toned torso. His hours of dedication to physical exercise would be shown in every etched muscle and crevice on his untouched skin. He had no reason to want to mar it with tattoo or scar.
"This is what you wanted, Summer?" He would gather her back in his arms once again.
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2014 20:53:25 GMT -5
She smiled mischievously at his statement, “Explore all you want.” She toyed, cooing as he caressed her curves. For tonight anyways. The young redhead wasn’t sure how this evening's antics were going to play into her life once it was said and done. With the ample amount of wine swirling around in her system and clouding her thoughts – tomorrow wasn’t exactly a concern at the moment. Everyone deserved to have a bit of a release once in a while, even the career-driven, ambitious redhead whose body was entwined with one of the wealthiest men in the city.
As his gentle fingertips found the end of her shirt, she knew exactly where this was headed. The silky material glided across her porcelain skin as she quickly found herself rather exposed. Still, the perky redhead had nothing to be shy about as far as her assets were concerned. Summer was blessed with an hour-glass frame, rounded hips and a chest that seemed to occupy much of the chat around the station. As he laid her down on the bed, her eyes roamed across his muscular form. He was incredibly good-looking and she adored the way his fit frame settled against hers – not to mention how he was making her feel.
Goosebumps graced the surface of every inch of her skin, spreading like wildfire down the length of her exposed body. “Something like that,” She replied, her eyes gleaming as her hands massaging his solid muscles, In a quick motion she was back on her knees, kissing his neck and leaving a trail of kisses across his chest, down abdomen and towards the waistband of his pajamas. Her teeth undid the simple silk drawstring….
And uhhh, yeah. Use your imaginations. *bows* the end !
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