Basic strangers

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
She couldn't take her eyes of him, or shake that weird feeling.
Where had she seen that guy before?

Submitted: October 15, 2011

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Basic Strangers.

The music was to loud, and people were coming at her from every direction, pushing and shoving her back and forth, trying to go ineverydirection.

She scanned the room. Once. Twice. But her friend was nowhere to be seen, completely lost in the masses of shoving, yelling, sweating people.

Her eyes then fell on a guy standing in the far corner, leaning against the wall in the shadows, he too appeared to be searching for someone, and for just a second she found herself hoping it was her.

Something in the back of her mind told her that she'd seen him before, or maybe even knew him.

She scanned the crowd once again, but her gaze returned to the black haired guy in the corner, and her eyes narrowed in thought, as his light eyes met with hers. Perhaps she had slept with him on a dark, drunk and blurry night but forgotten?

Her eyes once again met with his, and he smiled at her, and she reluctantly smiled back. A small simple gesture.

She turned to her friend then, who just came out of the crowed, and asked him if he knew the guy, but he said something unintelligibly, and so she turned back to look at the strange but familiar man, only to find him gone, and her friend lost in the masses once again.

She scanned the crowed. Once. Twice. And when she didn't find what she was looking fore she turned and headed for the exit, only to be stopped by the piercing stare of a pair of green eyes, sitting in a handsome face, on a tall well built body.

He smirked at her, and she bit down on her lip, trying to make sense of the strange familiar feeling.

Where had she seen that guy?

Her thoughts were interrupted by a sweet voice, and a hot breath tickling in her ear “I couldn't help but notice you, you look good enough to eat” His deep seductive voice echoed in her head, as a big strong arm went around her waist.

“Keep your hands to yourself!” She said in a cold calm voice, but her heart was beating faster than the music.

He chuckled and liked his lips, but released her nonetheless.

“Do I know you?” She couldn't help herself, she had to ask.

He laughed, and locked eyes with her “Ask me again in a few hours?”

She snorted and took a huge gulp of the beer she had in her right hand. Feeling the guy's gaze on her.

When she finished her beer, she felt gentle fingers under her chin, tilting her face up.

She had no idea what came over her, maybe it was the beer, but she felt her eyelids shut, and a pair of plush lips connect with hers.

His lips were soft and gentle, yet longing and needy. He placed his hands on her hips, and she let the empty beer cup fall to the floor, as his tongue traced her bottom lip, and she immediately obliged and opened her mouth just the slightest bit, giving him what he wanted.

She couldn't recognize herself as she pulled back, and broke their kiss “My place?” She asked breathlessly.

He nodded and took her hand, joining his fingers with hers.

~*~

Moments later, they were in his car.

His hand found it's way, to the edge of her skirt and lingered there, massaging her thigh, causing her to think about what he'd might do when they reached her apartment. And even though she couldn’t fathom what had come over her, she felt exited, and managed to ignore that little alarm bell that was buzzing in her ears, and at the back of her mind.

~*~

She lay on her bed panting, and looked around her bedroom and saw her cloths scattered everywhere, the second they had made it through the door he had torn her cloths off of her body, as if he was some kind of animal.

Now she listened to his slow steady breathing, and turned to her side, pulling her legs up under herself, and closed her eyes. The next second she felt the bed shift, and a strong possessive arm wrapped around her, pulling her close. The boy behind her planted feather soft kisses up and down her neck, and when she thought she should smile, she found herself frowning. He made her feel weird, the way his look made her insides flip, and his touch made her stomach flutter, and the way her skin tickled under the kiss of his lips, he made her feel all giddy.

And that is when she remembered, she knew him, and as a reflex she tried to move away, but felt the arm tighten around her. Flashes from past events screamed inside her head, and as the hairs on the back of her neck began to rise, her blood started to turn cold.

As if he knew that her body was screaming at her to run, his arms tightened around her, and pulled her back against his rock hard body.

There was a monster in her bed...


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