Post by Alexis Vanderson on Nov 9, 2024 19:21:02 GMTShe should have been more careful. She should have been less reckless. But when had Alexis Vanderson ever avoided a risk? Maybe she was an adrenaline junkie. Maybe she just loved sex. Maybe it was more about the attention. She had yet to take the time and effort to dive into her own psyche, and why should she? She was still young and wild and she wasn't about to turn down this kind of opportunity with a sexy older man who was giving her attention, especially when he wasn't being creepy or pushy about it. She grinned as he agreed to the lake, glad that she'd at least offered some suggestions that he had found amenable. "That sounds perfect." His reassurance left her feeling like there was little reason for him to back out. Honestly she wouldn't have minded if he was married. As long as it didn't stop him then it wasn't going to stop her. She wasn't exactly a 'girl's girl' like lots of people she knew. Perhaps that was selfish of her but well, she was selfish and hadn't yet decided that maybe it was a quality she should try to fix. Plus she was loving that he called her his little aviator. Not only was the nickname cute but she was a sucker for that little word 'my'. She loved that feeling of someone wanting to own her. Even if only for an evening. "I'd love nothing more," she assured him, her eyes locked on him far more than on the dark scenery around them as they drove. She shifted her weight again so she could lean closer to him and let her fingers trail playfully along his arm. |
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Post by Arturo Diaz de Frontera on Nov 11, 2024 1:44:28 GMT
He kept the conversation in the car casual. Avoided any further questions of school or her family, not wanting to touch on her age. She spoke well for herself and knew just how mature she looked, even if she was dressed much younger in that cheerleader outfit that hugged her frame and perfectly accentuated some of her more attractive physical traits. Arturo was eager to let her show off her charm and give her plenty of chances to tell him exactly what she wanted. With her words. Her touch. With her bright seductive eyes. He glanced at her fingers on his arm and then back to her with a dark smile.
Alexis was precisely what he wanted tonight. Who he wanted. He could practically taste her, but he knew better than to give in. He was already dealing with one of those lapses in judgement recently. Still...she smelled like perfumed bad decisions.
The Lotus growled as they arrived at the lake, the sports care crawling over gravel it was never designed for and he babied it just a little. What could he say, he was attached. Once parked, he killed the engine and rounded the car to open the passenger door for her, offering her is hand. "You've picked a lovely night to admire the lake," he said, helping her out of the car. But once she was standing, he didn't release her hand, enjoying her warmth, caressing his thumb over the back of her hand. She practically glowed in the moonlight, her amber hair silvery, her curves highlighted. He couldn't help but admire her more openly now that they were alone. "You are a most exquisite young woman, Alexis."
