In search of blood...

Julian LaCross

His grin grew into a full smile at her reaction. He was about to say he’d be glad to take her number when the wind blew. He saw her goosebumps and cursed himself for not having brought a jacket to lend her.
Then she pulled her hair back and exposed her long beautiful neck. His gaze fixed on it. He could swear he saw her jugular pulse slightly. His mouth watered.
He tore his gaze away from her neck just before she looked at him again. Grinning he spoke in that smooth sultry tone. “Oh, Charlie. I trust you.” He held the keys closer to her. “Are you sure?”
 
"I'm sure... I don't want to crash..." She smiled, and moved to the passenger side. "Is it open...?" She smiled, and looked down. "Why... were you, um... looking at my neck?" She smiled, looked across the car at him. "Not that I have a problem... I just... wanted to know..."
 
Julian LaCross

He moved to the passenger side and opened the door for her. “I was looking at your neck.” He told her truthfully in that smooth tone looking in her eyes. “I find it attractive. A lot of women have a neck that simply doesn’t fit their body type. Like that girl back at the bar.” He remembered her neck being too long. It had kind of made her look like an ostrich. “You have a long beautiful neck. And it suits you.” He reached out a hand and gently brushed a strand of hair, that had found its way out of her elastic band, from her neck and over her shoulder. His fingertips brushed against her neck softly. Her skin felt soft, smooth. His voice held the same tone and his eyes never left hers. “I’m sorry if I freaked you out.”
 
"It's ok..." She smiled. "I um..." She cut off, unsure of what to say. "Nevermind..." Slowly, elegently, she climbed into the car. "So, lets go..." She grinned, shutting the door gently.
 
Julian LaCross

Julian watched as she got in the car. Her body moved so fluidly, so gracefully. He could just imagine the things she could do with a body like that. She had an affect on him, in more ways then one. He grinned a bit to himself as he walked around the car to the driver’s side. There had been a bit of insecurity about her just prior to getting into the car. He wondered what that had been about.
Getting in and closing the door, he shifted the car in gear. Looking over at Charlie, he grinned playfully and winked at her slightly. His voice was still sultry. “It’s our night to howl, Charlie.”
The car took off out of the parking lot and down the street, tires squealing a bit as it rounded the corner.
 
"Howel?" She laughed. "Yeah!!" She clicked her safety belt on as he turned the corner, the tires squeaking. "WHOO"

The car swerved up the drive, parking outside the largue house. Julian climbed out, and walked round to her side, opening the door. "Wow..." She whispered, looking up. "Nice..." Julian played the gentleman, opening the door, calling the lift, while Charlie clutched her sholder bag.
 
Julian LaCross

He looked over to her. She looked a little nervous. He gave her a warm smile just as the elevator arrived. Taking a small step back, he gestured for her to go in first. Following her in, he pressed the top button and held it in for a second. The panel chirped and the button turned green, the doors closed and the elevator started moving upwards rapidly. Looking at Charlie with a grin he elaborated. “Thumbprint scanner. Burglar alarm.” The elevator kept going up and up and even further up, until finally it seemed to slow before coming to a complete stop. The doors opened and before them lay a large darkened room.
With a playful grin Julian indicated for Charlie to go in first, as a true gentleman should. After a moments hesitation, she stepped into the room. Julian followed right behind her. The elevator doors closed, leaving them standing there for a little bit in the near complete darkness. “Lights.” Julian’s smooth, sultry voice sounded from a bit behind Charlie. Slowly, the lights in the room came to life.
The main area of the penthouse had all hardwood floors there were leather couches in the living room, a solid wood coffee table, and a Kashmir rug on the floor. There was a state of the art entertainment center, complete with a 52” flat-screen TV. Paintings and sculptures were neatly placed. The kitchen was fully stocked with all the best quality appliances, marble floors, solid wood interior and a granite table top. The bathroom was decked out from floor to ceiling in marble with a shower, shielded by a glass brick wall. The bathtub was big enough to fit at least 3 people, complete with whirlpool jets and the works. There was also a sauna. The terrace was HUGE. It had a big Jacuzzi and the view… Was nothing short of spectacular. Julian had not been kidding. The bedroom was decked out in hardwood and had a HUGE four poster bed with wine colored satin sheets (it was virtually soundproof).
Looking at Charlie, Julian admired her reaction. He couldn’t help but grin, letting his eyes roam over her body discretely while she took in the place. He couldn’t wait to gt her into the bedroom. “Welcome to my humble abode.”
 
"Humble?!" The 18 year old was astonished. She walked over to the floor to ceiling windows, looking out aross the city. "Wow.... Its..." She took in a deep breath. "Wow..."
 
Julian LaCross

He smiled at her, moving towards the terrace doors. “The view is even more fantastic from out here.” Opening the doors he indicated for her to step through. He flicked a switch on the wall that turned on the electric heaters on the terrace and the heating elements in the terrace floor, making it a bit warmer. It also started the Jacuzzi. He brought a blanket that he wrapped around her shoulders. “Come on. You’ll love it.” He gently urged her to follow him out on to the terrace.
 
She was unsure and hesitent. "Um..." He was right, the veiw was fantastic. "Well... Ok..." She walked through the doors, and leant on the rail, looking over the lights. Sweeping her hair to one side, she pulled it over her sholder, showing for her neck to him. "It's beutiful...!" She smiled at the taller figure. "I wish I could live here..."
 
Julian LaCross

Moving up close behind her he leant forward till his lips were a mere hairsbreadth from her ear. Her neck was literally calling out to him. Keeping his voice smooth and sultry he whispered to her. “Be careful what you wish for Charlie. You just might get it.” Leaning closer to her neck he could literally smell the sweetness of her skin. “Is that what you truly want Charlie? To stay here? With me? Forever?” His breath danced against the skin of her neck. “You can. All you have to do is ask.” He could hear her pulse racing beneath her skin. “Say it Charlie.”
 
Charliemoved away from him suddenly. "You're scaring me..." She told him, wrapping the blanket more tightly around herself. "Quit it..." She didn't know what he was talking about, but it scared her. Slowly she moved away from him. Quickly she headed for the door, and sat on a couch before he could stop her.
 
Julian LaCross

Following her inside slowly, Julian sighed silently. She looked like a kid sitting there on the couch, almost as if she were pouting. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you.” Maybe he’d been wrong back at the club. Maybe she was just a child. He walked over to her and crouched down in front of her. “Call it hypothetical speculation. If you had the chance to live here and have everything you’ve ever wanted, would you take it?”
 
"I know what you're thinking..." She whispered as he walked in. "You think I'm a kid... Imature. I'm not. You were so close, it scared me..." She glanced up into his eyes, those beutiful eyes. "But, yeah... I would wanna stay here..." Suddenly, she grinned. "Aren't you going to show me your room?"
 
Julian LaCross

He was about to apologize to her again when she asked the question. He grinned back at her. “Sure.” He got up and held out his hand for her to take. “Follow me.” He led her to a massive set of double doors. He opened them, stepped back and motioned for her to enter.
 
Charlie allowed herself to be led into the bed room, and enterd. "Wow..." She grinned, "Its really posh...". She turned, facing him, still clutching and her bag. "Is there... Some place I could get changed?" Her leather trousers were driving her crazy.
 
Julian LaCross

He cocked an eyebrow slightly at her. An odd request. “Sure.” He backed out of the room slowly but with confidence. “Take your time. I’ll be on the terrace when you’re done.” He pulled the double doors closed as he left. Walking lazily into the kitchen he thought maybe he’d been wrong about her. She wasn’t a child by any means. At least not physically. No, physically, she was a goddess. All the things he’d like to do with her sexually ran through his head, making him grin. He grabbed a bottle of sweet flavored champagne from the fridge and two crystal glasses out of the glass cupboard in the dining room. He walked out on to the terrace and placed the bottle and glasses on the high quality wooden table. The wind had died down leaving the night completely still. Looking at the stars in the night sky, he waited for her.
 
She allowed herself time to get changed into her bagey jeans, and a polo nek jumper, that ended just under her breasts, showing off her mid drift. The jeans were dark denium, and loose, and on her feet, Charlie was barefoot, showing off her black painted nails, the same color as her finger nails.

Some, Charlie same out from the bed room, and made her way to the terrece, where Julian was waiting with Champaine. "Oh... I don't drink..." She told him, blushing.
 
Julian LaCross

He heard her approach and turned to look at her. She looked ravishing. ‘Good enough to eat’ his mind told him. He grinned at Charlie’s statement and went over to the table. Popping the cork out of the bottle, his grin firmly in tact, his voice adopted a playful tone. “No. Of course you don’t. How silly of me.” He poured the champagne. “You were just…” He shrugged. “Sampling the merchandise back at the bar. To make sure the drinks weren’t too watered down. You know, to put in your weekly report for the liquor board.” He looked at her from under his lashes and grinned. He was joking with her. Finished with the pouring, he put the bottle down and picked up the two glasses. He looked in her eyes as he held one out to her, offering it to her, for a moment in silence. “Just say the word, Charlie, and you won’t hear another peep out of me about it. I have some Coke in the fridge. I’ll get you one in a snap.” He still held the glass out to her and waited for her to make up her mind. “Just say the word. I won’t think any less of you either way.”
 
She too looked at him from under her long brown lashes. "Whatever." She smiled, "But, yeah, ok... I'll try some..." She took the glass from him, and took a sip.It was very sweet, and at first, she wanted to pull a face, or be sick, but didn't, in ase he thought her childish. "It's... um... nice." She smile at him politely.
 
Julian LaCross

He grinned at her over the rim of her glass. “It takes a bit of getting used to.” He took a sip from his own glass. “If you don’t want it, that’s fine.” He made a point of looking her over. “Wow.” He grinned again. “You look amazing.”
 
She grinned. "Oh... It just old stuff...." She blushed. "I think I'll get that coke.... Kitchen wasn't it?" She moved around him heading for the door, before stopping in her tracks. "Um.... wheres the kitchen?"
 
Julian LaCross

As she moved past him he caught her sweet scent. It was intoxicating. He smiled at her question and moved towards the door. “This way.” He led her towards through the living room and the dining room to the kitchen. He opened the cupboard and got out a large glass. He added some ice from the icemaker. Opening the fridge he got a can of Coke out and a lemon. He filled the glass and quickly cut a slice of lemon, also cutting into the slice to the center. Placing the lemon slice on the rim of the glass, he handed it to her. “There you go. Fit for a princess.” He grabbed his own glass and held it up. Clinking the glasses together as if in a toast he then took a sip. He looked her over again, grinning. “Doesn’t look like 'just old stuff' to me. It looks very good on you.” He looked into her eyes, his grin firmly in place. “You look beautiful.”
 
Charlie

Charlie smiled. "Thanks..." Slowly, she wandered into his bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed. "So... nice room..." She sipped her coke. "Wait... Am I even allowed this in here.... Or should I take it out in case I spill it... I don't wanna get coke over something like... cashmere or something..."
 
Julian LaCross

Julian grinned at her. ”It’s fine. Don’t worry about it.” He looked around the room. “Yeah. I like it. It’s kind of nice having a private sanctuary in the middle of the chaotic whirlpool that this city can be.” He looked in her eyes again, those priceless gemstones. “This is the only place, the only room, where I feel completely safe.” He just looked at her for a moment, before grinning suddenly. He took her glass from her, placing it as well as his own on the nearby nightstand, before locking eyes with her again. His smooth sultry voice held a bit of playfulness. “Have you ever lain down in a bed with real satin sheets? It’s the greatest feeling in the world.” He indicated the bed with a slight nod of his head never breaking eye contact with her. “Go on. Try it.”
 
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