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Post by Diana Ward on Dec 18, 2016 1:16:12 GMT -5
Eve tossed back the rest of her drink and leaned into him. Why the hell not? She was playing a role, but that role was Christian's girlfriend, or lover, or something, and if that role happened to come with extra physical perks, then who was she to say no or turn him down? Wouldn't he be more suspicious if she did turn him down?
Maybe a hint of resistance would be appropriate, but she definitely wanted this man.
"Hopefully not too long, but I'm willing to try." she smirked in a seductive way then bit her lip with a hint of hopefulness, as though she really hoped to jog his memory.
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Post by Christian Ward on Dec 18, 2016 1:32:51 GMT -5
"I've got all night," he said as he waggled his brows at her and led her from the bar. The doors of the lift had barely closed before Christian pushed her against the wall and pinned her hands above her head. He started at her neck, trailing his lips along the her collarbone and moving to her perfectly shaped breasts. When the lift doors opened he pulled her into the hall before pressing her against her hotel room door. He flipped her around so that she was facing the door, and could open it with her key, while he pushed her hair out of the way and continued kissing her neck.
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Post by Diana Ward on Dec 18, 2016 1:40:18 GMT -5
Eve could often tell how good a lover would be with the first kiss. Christian would be amazing. He took control early on and her feeble attempts to take the reigns fell short as he distracted her with his lips.
When the door opened it gave her a little space between them and she used it to turn the tables and pull him inside.
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Post by Christian Ward on Dec 18, 2016 1:54:28 GMT -5
Maybe it was that Burke had been here so recently or that his mind was still stuck on huge amount of information that had been provided to him in such a short amount of time. Or maybe it was the looming label of "girlfriend" that hung over them both.
Whatever it was, Christian was not having any luck moving beyond a mental desire for Eve. She pulled him into the room and he immediately regained control as he picked her up, wrapped her around his waist, and carried her to the bed. He threw her gently but powerfully onto the mattress as he stood next to the bed, hers legs still on either side of him.
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Post by Diana Ward on Dec 18, 2016 1:59:57 GMT -5
It wasn't his fault, he was supernaturally cursed to see visions of Diana whenever he even thought about cheating on her, and he was doing more than thinking at this point. Eve hadn't caught on yet to his difficulty as she was swept up in the tide that was Christian Ward.
But between their illicit affair was the woman Christian had truly loved, Eve didn't stand a chance.
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Post by Christian Ward on Dec 18, 2016 2:19:45 GMT -5
Neither did Christian's ego.
He knew he was getting older, but he was certain he had years before this would be a problem. He'd never had trouble before, even with much less attractive women than Eve.
He continued kissing her, trying in vain to get a spark that could ignite his flame but there was nothing. Christian was becoming frustrated and as he did so he became rougher with Eve.
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Post by Diana Ward on Dec 18, 2016 2:33:19 GMT -5
Eve began to pick up on the changes in Christian as an eerie familiarity came over her. It had happened at the strip club as well when Christian couldn't perform. She wasn't scared of him. At least she didn't think she was scared of him, then again he was a professional killer, but she was more frustrated than anything else.
He didn't even know the woman he was in love with and it still stopped him. Just then said woman appeared in the room. Not physically, and Eve wouldn't have been able to see her, but she was there. Her arms crossed over her chest.
"Christian!"
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Post by Christian Ward on Dec 18, 2016 2:44:19 GMT -5
It was uncanny how similar they were yet so completely different. It was only a flash but it was enough to stop even his attempts. He pushed himself off of Eve, his expression confused and hard. What the f*ck is going on?
Christian didn't know what to say to get out of the situation cleanly. He had never had to deal with anything like this before. In place of giving any explanation or apology to worked up woman lying on the bed, Christian fastened his pants and left the room amid a slur of obscenities.
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