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Post by amara on Jul 6, 2011 21:57:58 GMT 2
She kept walking like she was on a mission. She wanted to get to her room as fast as she could. She swore she could feel Max's gaze on her the whole way. Before she got the key out of her bra, which was the only thing she had on remotely close to pockets, she felt his hand glide across her ass. Shivers ran up her spine and she turned to playfully glare at him when he kissed her again. She smiled and sighed in content. She cocked one eyebrow, "Ooo, i like the sound of that." She grinned wickedly while she unlocked her door and stepped inside of her room. She felt like she was lucky, her room didn't look half bad. She had forgotten before the last mission she had tidied everything up. Amara went to her closet and started going through her clothes. She didn't have a lot of dresses, there was really only one that she had for occasions like clubbing. She looked at the dress, "Guess you'll do, I won't be able to really wear anything under it though so there goes pockets." She spoke to the dress and herself but loud enough for Max to hear her, placing the words out there like a four course meal. "Then that means i don't have to pick out any fancy underwear," she spoke like she did previously, a wicked grin uncoiled from her lips. She idly walked over to her hamper and took her shirt off, her back to Max. She then took off her top, unlike Max though, she skillfully held her boobs with one arm, hiding most of them from sight. She turned around and started towards the bathroom, "We wouldn't want to ruin the show now would we." Before she closed the door she waved at him, letting go of her chest for a second, "Woops," she laughed and closed the door behind her. In a minute she was dressed. The dress hugged her curves and just barely covered her ass. She found a pair of heels, something she really despised, and quickly put them on. She posed, "So how do i look?" |
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Post by max on Jul 7, 2011 12:09:11 GMT 2
max gluped hard it was getting harder and harder to fight the urge to take her.as she waved to him showing him every thing the door closed he bit down hard on his hand. All the comments were driving him wild god tonight might end up being the night but truth be told he wanted her not her body everything about her was perfect. He watched as the door slowly opened and she came out in the short dress.
He looked at her his jaw hut the floor. "wow you are perfect." he move closer to her and took her hand in his. a smile covering his face. "You are stunning." his other hand traced down her side and rested at the bottom of the dress. slowly he moved in to kiss her.
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Post by amara on Jul 7, 2011 23:12:25 GMT 2
She blushed, "Thank you," she let him take her hand. When she was with him he made her feel like she was special, like she was the only one he had his eyes on. She shuddered and leaned into him when his hand caressed her side. She looked into his eyes, "That means a lot to me." Amara closed the gap between them by carefully planting her lips on Max's. She didn't want anyone else, just him.
She stepped back and squeezed his hand, "Come on, let's get out of here." She pulled him along with her, out of her room and down the hall. She slowed her pace for a second, "How are we getting there, and where are we going?"
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Post by max on Jul 16, 2011 21:36:23 GMT 2
Max smiled as she slowed down "well maybe a friend of mine has gone away for 6 mouth and was worried his car would get stolen and maybe i had mentioned i know a place that it would be safe and all it would cost him would be to let me use it for a while and maybe its a classic. Then again we are not that lucky?" he let the keys to the car dangle in his hand.
He had been lucky his friend was hated leaving the car out in the street and would of spent a ton on a lock up for it if max hand not offered to look after it. he smiled as he waited for her response.
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Post by amara on Jul 16, 2011 22:37:34 GMT 2
Amara looked at the keys in a doe eyed manner. It took her a second to realize he mentioned a classic. A sly smile crossed her face, "I'd say you are the best and better let me look at it later." She kissed him on the cheek and resumed her pace like before. Her nerves were on fire and ready fro anything. She wanted to move and feel the bass from the music that the club they'd go to would surely play. She was psyched.
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Post by max on Jul 16, 2011 22:56:28 GMT 2
Max grinned as they headed to the garage. he hoped she would like it "well i aim to please." they got in to the dark room he flicked the lights on slowly all the cars were light up. He walked over to a black american made car. "what do you think. He a big fan of supernaturals so he bought and restored one of the cars from the show. Now i did promise him i would only drive it but." slowly he walked over and kissed her his hands wondered up and slipped the keys in to her cleavage.
He pulled away and sat on the front of the car. smiling he could not help it as he drunk in her in all her perfection good was he falling in love with her? " so you want to?" he asked as he rested both hands on the car.
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Post by amara on Jul 17, 2011 1:18:22 GMT 2
Soon she was in the garage with all the cars and motorcycles that she loved working on. The looked amazing as ever. She noticed one she hadn't seen before and immediately wanted to go touch it, or look under its hood. She never really watched TV so she had no clue what he was talking about, but that didn't matter the car was gorgeous.
Her heart skipped a beat when he kissed her, his hand skimmed the bare part of her chest when he placed the key in her cleavage. She smirked and bit her lip. She put her hands on her hip and all her wait on one foot. She liked the way he was placed on the hood. It made her think of things, things that weren't meant for prying eyes, or public ones. She slowly walked over to him, placing a knee on the bumper-having made a space in between his legs. She leaned closer to him, casually- and tantalizingly slow, removed the keys from her chest. Amara licked her lips and placed herself an inch from his face, "Maybe I'll drive this for now if i can give you a test drive later." She grinned in her seductive "i can get away with anything" smile. She moved even closer, making it seem like she was going to kiss him and then pulled back and moved around the front of the car to the drivers side. "Okay let's go! You got the car so i'll get the club." She knew the bouncer to one of the hottest clubs in New York right now. The bouncer was nice and was a fellow Brazilian like herself. She always got in when she wanted to.
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Post by max on Jul 17, 2011 16:57:47 GMT 2
Max smiled " i am sure we can arrange that as well. After all we have all night." he leaned in to kiss her and she pulled away. well it was going to be an interesting and fun night. He slipped of the car and climbed in to the passenger seat. He ran his hand up her leg as he sat beside her.
"so were are we going?" god she looked good behind the wheal of the car and it was taking a lot of effort on his part not to take her here and now. He knew that this night would be fun and make what he had planed after a lot more enjoyable.
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Post by amara on Jul 17, 2011 20:58:40 GMT 2
Amara giggled and shook her head at him in a "I should've known" way as she got into the car. The seat felt nice on her bare skin. She started the car and loved the way it purred. She felt the familiar want race across her skin when his hand glided up her leg. She inhaled slowly, the car started backing out of the garage. It moved like a dream, "You're friend is a lucky son of a bitch." She laughed and easily maneuvered the car out of the mansion. She couldn't help but speed through the back roads that lead to the mansion from the city. The car made her feel sexy and unstable, like a lethal weapon.
"It's called Crollo, it's a new club and it's hot." She put an emphasis on the word 'hot'. She had been there so many times that she was considered a member. She even got drinks for free from the bar tender, even though she was underage. She figured it was because the bar tender had a small crush on her. She laughed quietly at that. "Anyways I'm practically family there so I can get us in for free."
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Post by max on Jul 17, 2011 21:12:05 GMT 2
"thats even better. You know i will be driving back after all i cant get drunk my power stops the alcohol from working on me. Think i heard of it." he could not take his eyes of her, his eyes tracing over her form. " Yeah he is HE built this up from a frame his dad owns a scrap yard and well he loves his cars. The problem is he cant take it with him on his trip." he watched her drive a smile on her face she loved this sort of thing. HE would have to remember this for other dates.
HE could not help it he let his hand run up her leg and moved to kiss her neck for a soft second then pulled his lips away not wanting to distract her to much from her driving.. "so there will be no problem in us geting in quickly."
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Post by amara on Jul 17, 2011 22:01:05 GMT 2
"Wow, from scratch?" She had a new appreciation for the car. It made the drive much more enjoyable. It made her excited and lighter than air. "That's fine, you're going to win anyways." She laughed, knowing she wouldn't win that kind of contest. "You'll win anything like that but as for me I have a few trick up my sleeve." Her tongue slid out between her lips and glided across the top and bottom before it receded.
She sucked in a shaky breath, he was so close to her that she felt like she'd lose it. Amara was very tempted to just pullover. But they had already reached the city and it was only a few minutes before they'd reach the club. His breath on her skin was driving her wild. Her voice came out a little weak and shaky, "No problem at all." When she said it she saw the club a block ahead and went to skillfully parked the car on the opposite side of the club. She turned the car off. She turned to Max, "Ready to have some real fun?"
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Post by max on Jul 18, 2011 9:11:32 GMT 2
"always especially if it includes you." he moved in closer and kissed her neck letting his lips trace softly to her collar bone before he pulled away and got out the car moving quickly to her door to open. It had taken a lot of efort to stop there but it was clear they had a compaction going to see who could tease the other more. In truth he knew he was going to lose after all she was perfect.
HE was breathing heavy her smell was all over him, it was driving him wild he could not help it there was just some thing about her he could not put his finger on. he offered her his hand to help her out of the car. he turned to see the long line for the club. "looks like we may have to que to get in,"
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Post by amara on Jul 19, 2011 22:15:18 GMT 2
God she wanted to rip his clothes off right then and there. She let out a soft moan, her hands clutched the wheel for support. Her nerves felt frayed and burned. She wanted him like she hadn't really wanted anyone else in her life. She wanted to be the only girl he ever would have eyes for. And with that thought she forced herself back to reality.
She didn't think her breathing was ever going to be normal, when he was around her it never was. She smiled to herself as he walked around and opened the door for her. She flashed a sweet smile at him, "Such a gentlemen, a girl might have to watch out for that." She was teasing him, but she felt really touched by the gesture. None of the guys she had 'seen' ever did that for her. Amara felt herself melt a little on the inside.
She got out of the car with ease, or as much ease as she could muster. The line was long but that was to be expected, she had gone to this club ever since it opened, they played good music. She knew all the staff by name, and vice versa. "Oh that?" She gestured to the line that wrapped the building, "Don't worry leave it to me," and with that she stuck her thumb and index finger in her mouth and whistled as loud as she could. The bouncer looked up and grinned at her. He was a sweetheart, really, and fresh from Brazil. She yelled at him, "Hey, nós vamos a percorrer a volta, é a segurança palavra ainda 'Babilônia'?" The bouncer nodded, she grinned devilshly and dragged Max to the rear of the building. She knocked on the metal door that served as a back entrance and exit. A man yelled at them from behind the door demanding a security word. Amara rolled her eyes playfully, "Babylon." She laughed and watched as the door opened. The music hit her hard and she felt a new ache, to move.
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Post by max on Jul 19, 2011 23:25:33 GMT 2
max followed on keeping close to her. he listened to what they were saying and he was clueless. he gave her a puzzling look. he felt out of his world right now. He pushed it back as he looked around the thing his body relaxed as they came in to the club. he rested his grip on the womans hand and spun her around playfully. he tryed to see were the bar was but the mass of people made it hard for him to see.
He moved his lips closer to her ear it was the only way he could get her to ear "which way" he let his hands run over her pressing agents her. he was so tempted to do more than just hold her but it was a public place.
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Post by amara on Jul 22, 2011 3:01:06 GMT 2
Amara licked her lips, this was something she needed. Not some hospital bed, or injuries to boot, but the club scene. She wanted to feel the beat with every fiber of her being. She wanted it to play her like a guitar or a piano. The bass reverberated through her sending a shockwave of excitement coursing through her veins. She let Max twirl her around, a smile on her lips. She lightly brushed her chest on his when he moved closer to her, letting the music dictate most of her actions. She looked around, trying to ignore the chills that ran up her legs and back from his hot breath on her ear and neck. She unconsciously arched her body slightly into his touch. She felt like her mind was fogging up. Amara mindlessly walked over to the bar, shoving past people to make her way to it. When she finally got to it she found two chairs and sat in one, vaguely realizing how dangerously high her dress was on her thighs thanks to her now seated state. She flagged Dave, the bartender, down. She turned to Max, "What do you want?" She finally managed to slip out of her dazed state, sending him one of her bright-as-can-be smiles.
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