Almost yearly, my best friend Jessica and our group of girlfriends gather on New Year's Eve. Heading to the craziest party of the year, we girls always pamper ourselves with shopping and more shopping!
Stepping foot into my favorite blogshop, a black elegant dress immediately caught my eye. I knew in foresight that it will definitely be in my shopping cart. It's absolutely gorgeous! Picking up the black beauty, I headed straight for the fitting room.
"OMG! You look crazily stunning, love!!!," screams Jessica.
"Shhhhh.... tone down, you." I giggle, knowing that my daily trips to the gym paid off, WELL.
The party is HUGE, organized in that huge ass house of Juliet's, one of our close girlfriends. Diving straight into party mode, we down a few shots and a few flutes of champagne, one after another. Dancing to the loud music blasting in the background, with disco lights flying around us, amplifying the effect of the alcohol.
"Jess, I'm heading out for a breather," I shout across Juliet to Jessica.
"Alright, come back soon!" Jessica shouted back.
Making my way out of that squeezy room filled with strangers, I open the entrance door and slip right out. Welcoming me is a beautiful night full of stars, and the cold wind blow straight across my face. I shiver a little, while taking in the fresh air.
Suddenly, I felt two arms envelope me from the back. Thinking it must be Jessica, I laughed and turned. To my surprise, standing in front of me is a tall and handsome man, with a seductive cologne smell so strong. I take a step back in shock.
"Hi Allie, you look stunning tonight." He says in his deep sexy voice.
"Thank you, but... have we met?" I blushed, looking down.
"Don't you remember?" He smirked, while slowly drawing me close to him.
My heart is pounding through my chest, while trying to recall, "Who the hell is he...?" I look up, trying to place him. Is he one of Juliet's cousin? A one night stand or a fling from the millions app?
"Come with me." He says, taking my hand and leading me carefully along a small path.
We stop outside the pool house and he turns towards me, pulling me close to him. Before I could make a sound, his hands are already cupping my face and his lips have covered mine.
A groan gathers in my throat as his tongue parts my lips, slipping into my mouth and begins a hot tango with my own. With one hand on the back of my head, fingers gathering a handful of hair, he pushes open the door behind himself and breaks away, pulling me into the summer house and quickly pushing the door shut behind me. I did not resist. It is one of the hottest kiss ever! Me being me, I'm completely melted in his arms.
Staring me down with his mesmerizing blue eyes, I feel my knees weaken as he tips my chin up toward him and he dips down to begin gently kissing my neck.
A moan escapes as his hands begin to travel down my body and his kisses continue along my collarbone. I know I'm going to have him, here, right now. I can feel the heat radiating through his tuxedo shirt and as I use full advance of the high split in my dress and move my left leg between his thighs, his hard cock presses against me. I try to suppress a smile but it's as if he can hear my skin singing and he looks up, grinning too.
"Sssh," he says before guiding me backwards until my arse hits the wooden table. Lifting me gently up, my dress falls open at the split and I'm sat in front of him.
I inch my legs slightly apart, inviting him to explore me. He undoes his bowtie and I reach up to unbutton his shirt, splaying my hands on his broad chest that boasts a smattering of dark hair. Without breaking eye contact, he smiles, pushing dress up to my hips, fingers spidering their way up to the edge of my knickers.
I can barely contain myself as he begins to trace the outside of my already damp pants. I take a breath and drape my arms around his shoulders, knowing I'm wet and ready. Then he's pushing them to one side and slipping two fingers deep inside while his thumb immediately finds my swollen clit.
"Please…" I can't hold off any longer.
He finds the zip at the side of my dress with his other hand and pulls it down firmly, exposing my naked breasts.
"You're so wet," he whispers, pushing me down so I'm lying on the table and dipping his head slowly raining kisses across my stomach. "I want to taste you."
I hear him move and suddenly withdraw his fingers from inside me, leaving me empty. I raise my hips as he pulls my knickers down before pushing my thighs apart. His mouth traces a trail up my leg before he's on me, hot and greedy, his tongue delving into my folds before finally settling onto my clit, slowly circling.
Drawing my knees up, I open myself up and lay a hand on the top of his head, matching his strokes with my own. The familiar feeling of orgasm begins to build inside me.
"Don't stop,"' I groan, pushing myself into him, hanging onto the side of table for what seems like forever.
He slips his fingers back inside, quickly finding the ridges of that hidden place, complimenting his tongue and tipping me over the edge. The orgasm waves through me violently, traveling down my legs as I curl my toes.
Just as I steady myself to recover, I realise he's stood in front of me, stepping out of his trousers and tearing the foil packet.
Still woozy, I push myself up on my elbows. We're kissing passionately and I can taste myself still on his lips. Wrapping my legs around him, he takes his cock in his right hand and guides himself into my wetness.
Suddenly, he's picking me up and laying me down on the day bed and while my body is still tingling, I appreciate the softness after the hard, wooden table. With my legs still wrapped round him, he plunges deep into me.
"Allie…" he breaths into my ear.
As my second orgasm builds, my mind is jumbled. I try to concentrate as he builds a rhythm – he knows my name. But he picks up the pace and I explode once again, with him pounding against me. He rears back, moans and slams into me one last time, catching the end of my orgasm by surprise. Then we're clinging to each other, sweaty and spent.
As our breathing steadies, I reach out and touch his mask. Although his eyes are glazed, he shakes his head. I lie back, confused. As I shiver, he pulls a blanket over us and strokes my hair.
"But who…" I ask before he places a finger on my lips. Frowning, I roll over and we spoon, holding hands and linking our fingers. I'm dazed and sleepy. And I realise I can no longer hear music coming from the house.
The next day, I wake up alone, with sunlight creeping in from the little cracks.
I got dressed up and hope to sneak off without anyone noticing.
"Allison Burberry, " Juliet squeals. "Get in here now!"
"Ugh..." there goes my sneaking out plan, I sighed.
Sheepishly, I open the main door to face the whole Juliet's family. Juliet' boyfriend James and some other friends are starring at me too.
"Morning," I say, looking only at Juliet.
"What the hell happened to you?" she asks.
"I fell asleep in the pool house," I confess, leaving out the most interesting details of the evening.
"Sit down, have some breakfast," Juliet's parents says.
I'm famished as I gobbled down some toasts.
Looking up, I had a shock of my entire life! He's sat opposite me and I've been totally oblivious. He is wearing a blue V-neck jumper that matches his eyes exactly, but it's HIM! My fork falls to the floor with a clatter and he meets my stare with a wide smile.
"You remember my brother Julius, don't you Allie?" Juliet asks innocently. "I know it's been a few years."
It's actually been just a few hours, but I nod my head slowly, with a grin to match his.
"'Of course I remember," I say, trying to steady my voice. "How could I forget?"
Cocking his head to one side, his eyes don't leave mine for a second. "Anyone fancy a dip after breakfast?" he asks, staring directly at me. I feel the blush creep into my cheeks. "The pool's ready for some action."
If anyone can get me wet, I think, it's Julius Johnson…