|
Post by Prof. Hannah Edgecombe on Jun 9, 2008 12:01:55 GMT
Hannah waited hoping that his decision would be the one she was hoping for. Hannah stared at him and thought she could see his resolve crumbling slowly. Some of this came from the fact that he didn't back away from her, and he stared at her with want in his eyes. If he were happy like any man he would tell her no and move away. Hannah wasn't looking for forever with this man, some fun oh yes most certainly. He could trust her to keep their tryst a secret but she wanted something to keep secret. Her body was yearning for it. Then he moved in closer while Hannah took in the scent of him. Their noses touched in a gesture Hannah found too sweet but one that made her shiver none the less then he kissed her once more. Hannah held on tight now one hand in his hair running through it. Cementing what she already thought Warren confirmed that she was going to get what she wanted. Their eyes locked "My sweet you're going to get what you want and so much more. No worries, no fears, just fun is what I promise you tonight."
|
|
|
Post by Warren Hubbles on Jun 18, 2008 10:39:46 GMT
Warren could not stop the goofy grin from filling his face, this was something he could get used to. Beautiful women coming into is pub and happily sub coming to his charming smiles and willing to take the party upstairs. There was only one problem with Hannah’s little proposal…Warren could not wait for tonight, he tasted the sweet honey and he wanted to keep tasting it.
Carefully removing his arms from around his neck Warren slowly backed away towards the main door of the pub. Slowly he turned the open sign around so that the rest of the wizarding world would be able to tell the pub was closed. Owning your own pub had its advantages and being able to open and close whenever you want was a big big bonus. With a small smile Warren looked over at Jennifer and found it hard not to laugh, she was out cold and Warren knew that she would not bother them later she had enough sense to piece together what was going on.
Strutting back over to the bar Warren picked up a bottle of rather expensive white wine and two glasses and made his way over to the staircases that led to the living quarters of the pub. Looking over his shoulder he gave a glance at Hannah with a cheeky smile and a glint in his eyes s he thought about the prospects of what lay ahead.
“So are you coming?”
|
|
|
Post by Prof. Hannah Edgecombe on Jun 18, 2008 12:49:51 GMT
Hannah was misbehaving she knew it. For so long she had reigned it in, trying to be good, but tonight she had to let it out. The man was just so very sexy and his kiss was simply amazing. Hannah couldn't leave the pub without experiencing all of him. She would certainly have the time of her life that night. Only problem was if it was as good as she imagined could she just have one time. So far she was into his kisses, the taste of him on her tongue she wanted more. At this point she didn't know what was going to happen, all she could do was live for the night.
As he pulled away from her Hannah could feel this pang of disappointment. Her eyes on him watching his every movement the way his body looked housed underneath all those clothes. Licking her lips the level of excitement increased. He put the closed sign up Hannah wanted to hoot and holler but she kept it quiet.
The other girl was still knocked out she wondered if they should wake her, but when Warren passed by without saying a word Hannah figured she could just sleep it off. No need having her wake and wanting to talk or have another drink. Turning her head back to what she wanted Warren took some wine and glasses than began to walk up toward the stairs. Hannah knew where he was headed and hadn't needed him to ask if she was coming, because nothing would be keeping her from him and from what she wanted not that night.
Rising from the chair she moved toward him like an animal stalking her prey. At his side she whispered in his ear, "Nothing could keep me away, let's make it good." Winking she began to ascend the stairs giving him a good view of her backside as she slowly climbed.
|
|