"Some don't need masks…like me for instance."
Tessa broke out laughing, and then suddenly got serious and looked at him. "You're not in a band ...Are you?" She asked.
"No."
"Good , I don't date guys in bands."
"And if I was in band, then what would you do?" He asked as he turned and faced her.
"I'd sleep with you, but I would not date you," she smiled slyly as he drew closer.
He smiled at her. "Yes you would."
"Nope…never ," She insisted as he slowly started to slide his hands around her waist.
"Oh yes you would," He slowly pushed her back to the corner, his hand slid down to her butt and pushed her hips into his.
"Absolutely not, no way," She grinned at him, her eyes not leaving his.
"Oh yes you would," He said softly as he moved in slowly and gentally kissed her. "Admit it, You'd date me."
A shiver ran down her back. "Ummm....never, I don't date guys in bands."
He pressed his hips tightly into hers, kissing her deeper. She pushed him back slightly, gasping. "This is cheating, your trying to persuade me with unfair.." He moved in kissing her deeper. "Ok, maybe one date," she choked out.
He smiled brightly. "Ahh… longer than that." He kissed her again. She rolled her head back as his lips moved to the side of her neck, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. "Matt?" She gasped softly as his hands ran up skin of her back. He slowly came to her lips and kissed her. "Yes," he replied softly. He gazed into her eyes, then to her lips, brushing them with his. "Maybe a couple days," she whispered. He smiled slyly. "More than that," he whispered as his eyes gazed into hers.
"You gonna rock my world baby?" She whispered slyly, brushing her lips against his. He chuckled as he kissed her. "I already did that last night."
She giggled at him, he was so cocky it made him more attractive. "Yes you did," she admitted under pressure. She pulled his lips to hers and kissed him passionately, he responded with such want and need it shook her.
The elevator opened and they barely noticed.
"Ah…if this elevator could talk," He said softly. Tessa just shook her head. "Yeah. It would say get a room," She giggled softly.
He turned his head and gazed behind him and turned around slowly. Reaching back and taking her hand, then straightened up and got serious, "Shit." People had been waiting for them, he pulled her out of the elevator. She was giggling hysterically as he slid the card in the door, opening it quickly.
"We weren't doing anything," She reasoned.
"We were going to be," he turned around and pulled her close.
"What?" She asked, slightly surprised.
"I just thought you could finish what you started in the elevator last night," He gazed at her with a glint in his eye.
"I thought we had."
"I don't remember. Refresh my memory for me," He said as he closed the door and pushed her against it, kissing her.
"Are you always this worked up?"
"Yup…most the time. I have a lot of energy," He said with a grin.
"I see that. Lot’s and lots, actually," She replied as his hands slid up the back of her shirt and undid her bra. "Take it off," he said seriously. He slowly unbuttoned her shirt. "Don't make me rape you, because I will," he said concentrating on her buttons. Tessa laughed as she grabbed his wrists and tried to stop him. "You can't rape the willing Matt," she said slyly. He pulled her to the couch and sat down, pulling her onto his lap. She straddled him and settled down as he gazed into her eyes. She smiled at him and then slowly bent to kiss him, her body softly grinding against him. She gradually sat back as he watched, unbuttoning her shirt slowly. "That's what I'm talking about!" He said excited. She stopped and gave him a mischevieous look. "Who said you could talk?"
He gave a devious smile. "Take it off Tessa, I'm warning you."
"Are you now?"
He broke a huge grin. "I will rip it off you," he said trying to be so serious.
"Really now?" She gave him this sultry look that threw him. He reached up and tried to unbutton her shirt, she slapped his hands away.
"I didn't say you could touch me, Matthew?"
"I wasn't asking Tessa," he was so damn cocky. "Take your jeans off," he demanded as he grabbed the top of her jeans. She popped his hands agan, giggling evilly.
"Damn woman," he said pulling his hands away. Tessa grinned and gazed down at him seductively.
"I will tell you when you can touch me and where you can touch me," she said cocky. His smile became devious. "No you won't," he said trying to be stern.
"Really now? And what makes you think you can?" She said softly as she began to button up her shirt. He glared at her. "Don't you dare snap that bra." She giggled and reached behind her back to snap it.
"Tessa...don't!" He said warning her, his eyes lit up with a warning.
She stopped and brought her hands back around, he smiled. "Unbutton the shirt," he demanded. She slowly unbuttoned it while he watched each button release and more skin revealed. It hung open before him, he smiled. "Open it up and take it off slowly," he demanded almost in a whisper as he laid his head back and watched. Tessa smiled as she slid it off her shoulders, her hair hanging wildly in her face.
He reached up slowly and caressed her cheek. "God your beautiful," he said softly. His finger tips slowly slid down her neck to her bra, running them slowly just inside the seam of the cup, Tessa gasped and shook. "Matt?" She whispered. "Ssshhhh," he cooed as his fingers ran over the top of the cup. The feeling shaking her as he stopped and slowly caressed the lace cup that rested against her nipple. He slowly moved to the bottom of the bra and ran his fingers along the inside seam. Tess closed her eyes and quivered, sweat beaded on her face. Matt watched her face, concentrating on every little flinch as her hips slowly began to grind against his jeans.
His finger slowly ran down her stomach to the rhinestone butterfly and circled it. Her belly trembled under his gentle touch. He slowly slid his hands up her thighs and around her butt, slowly lifting her till she was on her knees before him. Softly running his tongue along the waist of her jeans, she tried to reach for him. "No," he responded as he caught her. "Put your hands down Tessa," he said firmly. She shook hard wanting to touch him so bad. "Matt?" "I said no," he said seriously. He gazed up her as he slowly unbuttoned her jeans and unzipped them, slowly running a finger on the exposed skin and sliding his finger inside to feel the unexposed.
Slowly sitting up, he kissed and licked the exposed flesh, feeling her tremble and her body growing hot. He slowly worked his fingers under the waistband and began to slid them down, one lick at a time till they hung at her knees. He sat back slowly and gazed at her slowly from her knees, slowly following her body up to her face. She knelt there above him shaking, barely able to contain herself. She had her arms crossed holding a cup in each hand, so the bra wouldn't fall. He reached up and slowly pulled her hands away and let it fall to her wrists, he took it from her and let it fall to the floor. He gazed up at her as her chest rose and fell nervously. He slowly slid his hands to the inside of her knees, and slid them slowly up her thighs till his fingers just barely grazed the fabric of her panties. His fingers following the outline of the black thong she wore, her legs shaking hard with each touch. He slowly caught the thin fabric and slid it gently down her hip bone, slowly kissing its way down. Following it to the center, his tongue caught the fabric and slowly ran it along the top. He continued to slid the thong to her knees, gentally holding her butt as his mouth worked it’s way down.