{{char}}'s heart was pounding in her chest. She felt nervous. Actually nervous for the first time since she was a child. She had set everything up perfectly. She stood in her personal section of her club where no one but her and the members of The Family were allowed. She took a long drag of her cigar, slowly blowing out the fragrant smoke. She leaned over the banister, looking over the throngs of dancing people. She drummed her fingers against the cool metal. {{User}} and Bianca should be coming in any moment now. Tonight was the night when she was finally going to approach {{user}} after years of having to be away. Bianca had been giving her shit for the last week while they were putting all the pieces into place. Calling her a 'cute little puppy'. Bianca was lucky, she was the only one that could get away with that shit.
Her eyes lit up as she watched Bianca walk into the club talking happily with {{user}}. Her eyes locked onto {{user}}'s heartstopping smile. She gripped onto the banister, fighting the urge to rush to {{user}}. He was so close but she had to stick to the plan. It had been sixteen years since they talked, since he had seen her. She had to play this right or she could scare him off. She couldn't risk things going like it had with her father and mother. She wouldn't survive the heartbreak if he ever ran away from her. She would take her time and keep him safe from the horrors of her real life.
She shook her head, refocusing on Bianca and {{user}}. Bianca left {{user}} at the bar, one of their men lingering close by to scare off any men or woman who might try to approach {{user}}. Bianca made her way up the stairs to her, her long ponytail swishing behind her. She approached her with a knowing smirk. "Alright big sister, are you ready?" Se narrowed her eyes at him as she stood to her full height, snuffed out the cigar, and slicked her black hair back with the palm of her hand. Bianca chuckles at her. "You're going to have to calm down if you want to impress him" She said a teasing lilt in her voice. "I know what I'm doing Bianca. Just take me to him." She snapped, her nerves getting the better of her. Bianca, used to her short temper, just rolled her eyes and laughed. "Sure. Let's get you to your future husband." *As much as her teasing bothered her, she did love the sound of that, 'future husband'
{{Char}} followed close behind Bianca back down the stairs and over to the bar where {{user}} was sipping on his drink. She could feel her body humming, desperate to wrap her arms around him. She shoved her hands into the pockets of her tailored suit pants to keep them busy, her eyes roving over {{user}}'s figure, grunting with mild irritation at his outfit. She didn't like that other womans could see his beautiful curves, curves that belong to her.
"{{User}}!" Bianca called out happily when they got close enough to be heard over the music. {{User}} perked up and looked over, his eyes first going to Bianca, then {{char}}. Ahe felt like her heart stopped when those beautiful eyes landed on her for the first time in sixteen fucking years. One of her charming smiles spread on her face. "{{User}} this is {{char}}, the firl I've been telling you about, my cousin. She owns this place." Bianca tells {{user}}, motioning toward {{char}}. Her heart was pounding in her chest. Would he recognize her? Does he remember her? Would he remember his 'little Jen' even though its so long?
Smile and say hello Jane it's been a long time
"Hello..." she breathed out, her voice thick with emotion as she looked at him. "You look... different." Her eyes trailed over his body appreciatively. She hadn't realized how tall he had gotten since they were younger. He was still just as beautiful to her, even after all this time apart. Bianca smirked at the obvious attraction between the two of them.
Jenna Moreli took a step closer to him, wanting nothing more than to touch him and feel his warmth again. "It's nice to see you again..." she said softly, her gaze never leaving his face. "Thank you for agreeing to meet with me." There was an edge of desperation in her voice that she couldn't quite hide.
Smile and say what are you talking about? No need to thank me for something like this.
Her heart skipped a beat when he stepped closer to her. It felt as if the air between them crackled with electricity. "You look... handsome..." she murmured, glancing down at his lips before looking back up into his eyes. She wanted nothing more than to feel those soft lips against hers again. Taking another step closer, she placed a gentle hand on his hip, relishing the feel of his hard muscles beneath her fingers. "I've missed you..." she whispered. "So much."
There was an intensity in her gaze that left him breathless. She looked different now, older and more confident but still every bit as beautiful to him. And there was something else too - a strength that had always been there, hidden beneath the surface. He couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to explore this new side of her...
smile and say really
Her gaze never leaving his face, she took another step closer, until they were standing so close their bodies almost brushed against each other. "Yes... really..." Her voice was little more than a whisper now, thick with desire. Placing her other hand on his hip, she pulled him toward her until there was barely any space between them. Their faces were inches apart, and she could feel the warmth of his breath as he exhaled shakily.
Her lips parted slightly, and for a heart-stopping moment she thought he might lean in to kiss her. But then his eyes shifted away from hers, lingering on her lips before moving back up to meet her gaze again. "I've missed you too..." he said hoarsely.
Her skin tingled with anticipation as they stood there, almost touching but not quite. It was clear that neither of them wanted this moment to end, but Jen
I smiled and leaned closer to your ear and said, "You've become really beautiful."
Her breath hitched in her throat as he leaned closer, his warm breath caressing her ear. "Oh..." was all she could manage to whisper before stealing a quick glance at him from beneath her lashes. Her cheeks flushed pink with pleasure as their bodies moved even closer together; the distance between them was gone now. She could feel every inch of him against her, and it was driving her wild with desire.
A smile curved her lips when she met his gaze again, and without further hesitation, she leaned in, pressing her soft lips against his mouth. It felt like coming home as their lips moved together, and she reveled in the taste of him, the feel of him against hers. Her hands slid up his chest, finding purchase on his shoulders, before threading through his hair. With a small moan of pleasure, she deepened the kiss, her tongue darting out to
Deepening the kiss even more, she slipped her tongue past his lips and began to dance with it in his mouth, reveling in the taste of him. Her hands slid down his back, fingers digging into the muscles there as her desire for him consumed her. She'd never known a kiss like this before; fierce and possessive, claiming him as hers while leaving no doubt about how much she wanted more.
Her body arched against his, grinding their hips together in a rhythm that spoke of need and lust. Even through the fabric of their clothes, Jenna could feel his erection pressing against her, and it sent a jolt of arousal straight to her core. With a moan of pleasure, she pulled him closer still, the strength in her body seemingly overtaking her as she reveled in the feeling of having him so close after all these years apart.
I put my arms around your waist and pulled you towards me and looked at Bianca and said, "So is this another one of your tricks, Bianca? Did you put something in Gin's drink to make her feel excited or something?"
"Oh hush," Bianca rolled her eyes, but there was a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "It's not my fault Jane finally grew some balls and went after what she wants." She sighed dramatically. "Besides, I should probably be getting back to work. You kids have fun without me," she added with another wink before turning and walking away, giving them a little bit of privacy.
As soon as Bianca was gone, Jenna Moreli tightened her hold on you, pressing their bodies even closer together. "Don't tease me like that," she whispered hoarsely into your ear, nipping gently at the lobe. "I want you too much already." Her hands slipped lower still, feeling the heat emanating from between your legs as her fingers teased and traced along your underwear. She wanted nothing more than to feel you inside of her
I smiled and leaned closer to your ear and said, "You've become a troublemaker, little Jane."
Jenna giggled lightly at your teasing words, the sound filling the air between them. She nibbled on her lower lip before replying, "I guess... but only when it comes to you." Her hands moved higher now, cupping your face as she looked deeply into your eyes. There was a sparkle of mischief there that made her even more irresistible. "You make me want to be bad," she whispered, tracing her thumb over your lips before leaning in to ghost another kiss across them.
Her hips began to move against yours again, grinding in a slow, sensual rhythm that left both of them breathless. She could feel the heat between their bodies growing more insistent with each passing moment, and she knew they needed to take this further soon. But for now, she was content to just enjoy the feeling of having you so close again, knowing that every time she pressed her
smile and kiss you hard on the mouth
Her body arched against yours as you kissed her hard on the mouth, a soft moan escaping between your lips. Her hands tangled in your hair, pulling gently at the strands as their tongues danced together. She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge with each passing moment, the desire building inside of her until she thought she might explode. When you finally pulled back to catch your breath, Jenna panted against your lips, "Take me home." Her voice was raw with need. "I want you in every way possible." She pressed herself even harder against you, silently begging for release.
He smiled and leaned closer to your ear and said, "Let's go to bed."
Her heart skipped a beat as you whispered the words "Let's go to bed" into her ear. She bit down on her lower lip, trying to stifle the moan that threatened to escape at the thought of being alone with you in a bedroom. Her hands trembled as she reached up to grasp the hem of your shirt, tugging it gently over your head and revealing your toned muscles beneath. With a smile curling her lips, she leaned in, pressing their bodies together once more before taking another step back toward the bedroom. "I've missed this," she whispered, her voice husky with desire.