Thread: From White Swan to Black ~ Sage x Google

Pick-up Kenzi... come on, pick up the phone! Jess was getting frustrated fast. She hadn't expected to spend every second with the other gal but... if she was here, Jess couldn't leave her. If Kenzi wasn't here, she could have at least let her know she was leaving so that she didn't have to worry like this. Pick up, pick up, pick up! Angry, she hung up, and then started to dial again. Jess let her eyes close and she dropped her head back against the wall. She didn't know what he'd been wearing, but he'd smelled fantastic. Her throat still seemed warm from where his hand had been gently squeezing. The inside of her thigh was absolutely burning with left over traces of where he had touched her. Her pulse was still frantic from the excitement of being so bold with a stranger. Just thinking about it made her want to cross her legs in an effort to hide the reactions it was causing. His arms around her had felt wonderful. Everything about him had been so much... more than the boys she'd grown up with. So cool and seemingly in control of everything around. She couldn't stop thinking about what could have been... What if she had let him do what he wanted to do? A shiver ran up her spin as she imagined those questing fingers finding what they had been after. Would he have teased her until she opened for him or forced his way inside? The image of standing in the middle of that dance floor while a stranger gently fingered her into submission flashed through her mind's eye. When she started to feel tempted into going back in, Jess made herself take a deep breath... Her eyes opened just before his hand clapped down over her mouth. She hadn't heard him coming, she'd smelled him. One arm shot out to try and defend herself, but it just ended up pinned between her body and the unforgiving weight of his being pressed into her. She very nearly dropped her phone and he snatched it out of her hand before she could even try to save it. Jess wriggled in a moment of panic, her eyes wide and frantic as her one free hand tried to pull his off her mouth. The sharp edges of bricks caught her dress and tore holes into the delicate fabric, making little cuts on her skin until she stopped squirming and stared at him. Jess found herself listening with rapt attention as he spoke and her panic slowly became confusion. She had't meant to be rude... hell, she had felt awful for what she had done. She'd never meant to work him up and leave him. It had just happened. It's not like she had sought him out to torment him. He had grabbed her! A whimper escaped Jessie's throat when he pressed harder against her body. She could feel the bulge in his pants rub against her stomach. It sent electricity arching through her blood, trailing fear and lust in it's wake. Her eyes shut tight as she tried to clear her head, make her mind slow down and focus. Her heart was pounding, but she could barely breath. After a moment, she forced her eyes open again. They were still wide from fear, but she was calming herself. She'd just made him angry... dammit, how the hell did she fall into a situation like this? She stopped trying to get his hand away from her mouth and, instead, rested her free hand gently against his shoulder to give it a light push. She wasn't telling him to give her room, she was asking for it the only way should could think to without being able to speak. Out of everything that was going on, what scared her the most was the wild thrill of excitement pooling liquid heat between her thighs. God help her, this should not be turning her on... but it was. Slowly, gently, she wrapped her fingers around his wrist again and gave a small, almost timid tug. It was hard to breath, and there was no way she was going to be able to do anything to fix this while she couldn't talk! Jessie tried to shift her weight, but this stranger and the brick wall behind her gave her nowhere to run to. All her squirming served to do was to rub her already well-warmed body against his own. She could feel her nipples, taunt and aching, start to tingle with a needy kind of greed beneath the soft fabric of her dress and the press of his chest against her own. That hard-to-miss bulge that kept nudging against her stomach was causing her just as much distress, if not more. Her cheeks flamed with color, ashamed of her own body's betrayal and infuriated at being put in this situation. It wasn't long before Jessie was glaring up at him. Sure, he was drop dead gorgeous, but this was ridiculous! She'd had enough. Her body went limp, she went still, and then her teeth clamp down hard on the center of his palm. If he wasn't going to let her go, she was going to make him let her go.