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Sweet Trouble

Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: Seduction, Author: rigger_reese, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

other guests, none were looking at him. He beckoned to her and her heart leapt, before she remembered the tray of flutes balanced in her hand. Suddenly the sounds of the crowd returned to her and she glanced about and breathed again. Her cheeks flushed a little realising only now that all he wanted was a drink. She walked towards him between a few other guests. All the while he held a smile. Katie never shied away from anyone's gaze. She composed herself within and locked her eyes on him as she moved. She stopped close. He stood a couple of inches taller than her with her heels on, their faces only a foot apart. He glanced at the glasses and took one, quickly returning his eyes to hers. He took a sip but didn't break their gaze again, just looked into her. She became aware of her breathing, heavy and deep. And she became aware that she was waiting there. He had his drink, he had gotten a smile from her, there was nothing else. She felt herself flush again as she opened her mouth to say something. Any reason she might have not to turn away. Nothing came. Just quiet. He grinned again, looked about feigning suspicion and looked back to her. He leant in so that his cheek was inches from hers, his lips close to her ear. "Will you get into trouble if you talk to me?" he whispered. She turned her head to meet his eyes. "I don't know," she said, softly, "Will you get me into trouble?" He smiled again at that, a flash of curiosity crossing his features. "Is that a request?" ... "Perhaps," she replied, softer still, her eyes moving gently to his lips and back. The desire to kiss him was dangerously powerful. She was caught in a sublime moment, unable to commit, unwilling to break away, drinking in the sweetness of expectation. "Girl." The shout from behind her broke the spell and she turned with a start. A man, tall, middle aged with dark hair stood amongst some other guests, shaking an empty glass at her. "Yes? Drink?" he said in a received accent, in the particularly patronising and humiliating way only a tipsy, upper-class prick can. "You pretty little twit," was intended to be said beneath his breath, and received raucous laughter from his companions. Katie was accustomed to such behaviour. Her new companion was not. His steely visage returned with a vengeance as put his hand on her shoulder, gently encouraging her aside, and he stalked towards the man. He made as though he meant not just reach him but to go through him. She could not see his eyes but whatever showed caused the fool take a few clumsy backward steps before stumbling into a table. Glasses toppled and one smashed on the balcony floor. He stopped inches away from him. She smiled quietly to herself, gently biting her bottom lip and admiring the crude chivalry. He glared at him. "Apologise," he commanded, his volume conversational, his tone intense. The older man looked embarrassed, but pride got the better of him. "Piss off," he managed, in an attempt to sound unintimidated, and began to turn ...