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Reunited (Ruphhausin and Jez)

David partly wanted to draw her in to want him more, but it wasn't to break her heart in any measure. It wasn't even to play any kind of games with her, even, rather to sweeten the pot. Another part was, simply, he fucking loved the car. Yes, it wasn't the only one he had, but it, like the other three he owned, he took very personal care of.. like he intended to eventually do with her. He didn't just drive it and pay someone to look after it working well, absolutely not. He had personally spent time with several very knowledgeable, and well known, mechanics and vehicular engineers. He knew everything about the Superleggera and how to make it run, and that was why he got the rigid convertible top version of the Volante style, knowing she loved convertibles.

"I also thought about talking to you when I was in Tangers, but I had to make the starting time for the race in Monte Carlo, of course."

He wasn't bragging there either, but she did want to know what he had been doing. The semi-pro grande prix race was one that he had won twice, but as it wasn't official she would have had to look that up. He took the next turn like a pro, though, as he did train with several professionals of a few different kinds of racing. He also wondered if she even remembered how he knew her still so well. He was always observant, and like those he admired in fiction Holmes and Batman (among others), he learned to be very aware of things. Her style escalated each year before she left, so she should realize that seeing the dress it was the most logical leap to know that, for the best smooth fit, the underwear (if any) absolutely HAD to be silk.

"Also, while we are out tonight, I think we should catch up on everything we have missed together.. and I do mean everything."

He let the tone of how he said that linger, letting her taste it if she repeated it in any fashion. He was now really baiting her a bit, as he wanted her very much already. He would exert self-control, but only as long as she wanted him to...
 
Tangiers. Another forgotten city that she had traveled to on business. It seemed like there were many of those. She couldn't help but wonder where it was he saw her. The thought was fleeting. It was hard to concetrate on such minor things as she watched him in awe of how effortless everything seemed to come to him.

The night was certainly taking a turn she had not expected. While the party itself had been abysmal, the rest was quickly becoming more like a fairytale. The handsome prince whisking away a fair maiden on an adventure she would never forget. It all seemed a little too good to be true. The fact was, David was never the kind of guy to embellish or lie. She took him as his word without question, instead, awed by his mention of his adventures. No, this was real life and he truly was an interesting character indeed. One she knew so well.

She chuckled lightly. " I agree." She replied. He was like a novel that she couldn't put down. Every word her spoke left her wanting more. She was quickly forgetting about keeping her defenses up. She was far to curious about what he had to say to worry about who had the upper hand or who was playing who. "It does seem that you have me at a disadvantage David." She grinned. "Not that it is a bad thing." The words left her lips before she realized she said them. It wasn't what she had drank at the party that left her with a loosened tongue. No he was disarming her with ease.

She cocked her head slightly, moving her hand to his leg. She placed it gently on his thigh as she looked for any sign of reaction. She didn't move it or try anything obscene. She simply felt the urge to touch him, maybe to prove to herself that it wasn't all some perverse dream that she had concocted to break through the boredom she had long felt.
 
"I know you still have a lot of questions, but I intend to provide answers for those, and much more, Kat."

He smiled, looking at her as he slowed down a bit as they got closer to their destination. His look let her know that her touching his leg was understood. He noticed, and his look into her eyes made it clear for her that, yes, it was all quite real indeed. He was then able to place his hand on top of hers for the moment, letting her feel his skin on hers, and the warmth of it. If it hadn't been so cold, he would have had the top down for her. For that, though , he would wait till she asked him to.

"Now, we go from where people were being fake to where people are always real..."

It was the familiar sight of Cory's, a very nice grill and bar that you still could bring kids to at least at certain hours. With a menu larger than some big places, and close to the shore so their seafood was fresh, it was nestled above the property the family that owned it lived. It was where food, fun, and fact lived, as well as fancy and forgotten memories. At least as he got closer he hoped that meant that for her as well.
 
The sound was subtle, almost unnoticeable, as she gasped. The feel of his hand atop hers felt right, more right than anything had in the past few years. Excitement coursed through her at the simple touch. It was completely unexpected. The smile on her face said it all. Kat was happy in a way that she hadn't felt in such a long time. Something for someone with an eye like his would pick up on with great ease. With his final comment, her face lit up as she finally began to realize where they were. It was a part of town that she had practically lived in prior to her leaving. Her attention turned to the scenery that passed by as they approached.

It seemed like almost every corner of every street was bringing back some random memory of things that happened there, from her first kiss, to her first job at McClellan's Market, and that time she beat up Susie Roger's brother for calling her a bitch. It was then that she saw the all too familiar sign. She gasped loudly, her mouth hanging open for a second before it curved into a joyous smile. She then turned and looked at him in disbelief. Never in a million years would she have ever expected him to take her there.

"I can't believe this place is still here." She exclaimed followed by that same melodious giggle that she used to flaunt. "Whatever made you decide to bring me here?" Her eyes turned back to their destination. It was a place she was excited to revisit but yet never thought about a few years after she had gone. Now a wave of emotions was coming back to her as she thought back to those days.
 
"Old times sake.. and hopefully new times as well."

He pulled into an empty space that just happened to be near the front door, as it wasn't overly crowded that night. He was soon helping her out of the car, having turned off the car and moved quickly to her side. He did want her to see the gentleman side of himself, though at the moment he didn't want to always be one. Both while leading her to the door and then opening it to urge her inside, he placed his hand on the small of her back. he let the tips of those fingers both linger and give minute stroking caresses at the top of her cheeks where the crack was. He wanted her to know he still, as always, found her very attractive indeed. That was something he would never let her forget, but rather the pursuit was different. He was being pursued, and he knew she knew he knew it even if he didn't overly dwell or even point it out.

Upon entering, a number of people they both would recognize created them. Cory herself, a still lovely woman at a little over fifty, still looked ten or more years younger than her age. Just as when Kat left, few wrinkles and no grey hair made it look like the woman hadn't aged a day after she turned thirty-five. One of the things both Kat and David knew was the fact she married young, to an older man with money.. but for love. The only thing she asked him for was money to start the place, and it was such a success that when her husband passed after fifteen years of wedded bliss, his family (surprisingly for an old money family) did nothing to oppose the will. That, though, happened while Kat was gone, and was part of the reason he brought her back. David had worked at Cory's, bucking what too many at the party did, and that was expect their parents money to get them by. Cory smiled, wearing a festive dress and hugging them both.

"David.. good to see you again! Katarina, honey!!! You are back?!?!? Let me look at you!!"
 
David's good manners did not go unnoticed. As she stepped out of the car, she leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. It seemed like a meaningless little gesture but it wasn't. He hadn't just randomly picked a spot to take her. He planned this, for how long she did not know but the fact that he put thought into something so small meant a lot to her. The way he touched her lower back also spoke volumes. Most men would have tried to slide their hand lower and grab her ass. It was a move she was all too familiar with. His method was making her long for more physical contact. Normally, she would have initiated it but there was something stopping her. Almost as if she was afraid of scaring him off by moving too quickly and having him think she was just a slut who threw herself at anyone.

Once inside she was shocked to see just how many people she knew there. The place had not changed a bit with the exception of some of the wait staff. The biggest surprise was Cory. Kat wasn't sure she would still be there or if she would be off spending time elsewhere while the place continued to rake in the cash. It seemed just as popular then as it was when she was still living in town. She threw her arms around Cory, hugging her tightly. The woman had a way about her that made you feel like part of her own family. "Yes for a while." Kat giggled "You look amazing. You haven't changed a bit" Kat said as she stepped back. The two conversed for a moment or two before she was called away by one of the staff.

Kat turned and looked to David, expecting that he might have a spot in mind for them to sit and talk. She was anxious to hear more of what he had been up to during those years. Her story was much less exciting. While she had seen much of the world on business and the odd break with whatever lover she was with, it all seemed rather tame in comparison to the little tidbits he had told her.
 
David in fact did have a spot for them to sit and talk. Some of the tables and booths, per how Cory wanted the place to look, were raised and even sectioned off for some varying degrees of privacy. David took her arm and moved her to one of the booths that was, in fact, most more private than others. In addition to being raised and at one of the large windows to view the bay, there also were thick curtains on the more open parts of the two half walls that made it almost impossible for anyone to see things in the booth. The open side was obscured by the short hall going to the bar side of the place, insuring no one would be looking in on them.

David helped Kat sit down, giving her lower back area and her shoulder more of those discreet intimate touches. After she had gotten in, he move to slide in as well, sitting close to her. He didn't say anything for a few minutes, then a waitress brought them both drinks and water. He had ordered her favorite as well as his own, relaxing as he watched for her reaction. As he did, a more relaxed but honest notion came to his mind. It wasn't anything they did, but what he suspected was most likely happening at that very moment back at the party and when it finally ended.

"The most delightful and hilarious part of the evening is happening now while we are not there. I mean, it is ease for us to each remember the faces of those who were their both when we showed up when we got there and when we left together. Think now of all of the phone calls, texts, and emails happening right now with them informing so many others who didn't know either of us were back in town that we know. Can you picture how many people we both know will be calling and messaging us tomorrow morning.. or maybe even later tonight?"
 
Once again David did not disappoint. Each of his touches seemed to set her more at ease, and also made her crave the next. The private booth was perfect for catching up. He again ordered for her. It was a little thing that did not register at the time but later, when she was thinking about the night would stand out. She took a sip of water as she looked about the booth and admired how secluded it felt. Kat could not help but wonder just how many people had came back there to do naughty things to each other. For a few seconds the thought swirled around her mind that he had brought her there for that exact purpose. The thought quickly faded though since if that was all he was interested in, he would have taken her somewhere else.

His comments on the party made her chuckle. She had not really thought about how quickly the word of their return to town and departure from the party would spread. A devilish little grin formed on her lip as she reached into her purse and turned her phone off. "Well, they will have to wait." She giggled. She had always been a social butterfly. She lived for the rush that came with each call or text. Now, she could not care less about it. She had no intention of dealing with all of the questions that were sure to be asked about where they were and what happened. Right now she was more concerned with his attention than theirs. "I am much more interested in the conversations we are about to have."

She took another sip of water. While she was far from intoxicated, and had a rather high tolerance for alcohol, she wanted to keep her wits about her. It wasn't that she was afraid of doing something stupid. She had a feeling that he would not be the sort of man who took advantage of an inebriated woman. She was more concerned with embarrassing herself. It was something that she rarely concerned herself with but now she was focused on impressing him. "So, tell me more about what you have been up to David." She requested as she stared into his eyes.
 
"Well, for starters... I did go to Asia like I had been talking about."

Starting there was perfect, as he had bragged to everyone he was going to do it. Yes, he had been a puppy dog following her around, but his interest both in Asian cultures and the martial arts had stayed with him since he was a little kid. That and still collecting certain things as well, and that played a role in it as well. Some of the things Kat had missed were worth telling her, especially since she would be stunned by some as well.

"Kind of had to, after Buxton Palace burned down. Wasn't much keeping me here even though Dad wanted me to start working at one of the companies.. but he and Charlotte let me go."

Charlotte was the name of his stepmother. She was only about five years older than Kat, but he and her got along because she had sat him down and they had talked.. really talked. She never tried to replace his mother nor edge her out, and she encouraged him along with his mom. Rachel (his mother) didn't direct any bitterness toward the younger woman.. nor even at her husband. His grandmother, on the other hand, was a conniving old harpy who had actively engineered the downfall of his parent's marriage.. and she made even manipulative queen bees like the one he dismissed earlier look like angels in comparison. His granfather had divorced her soon after.. and died after his own fifteen years of wedded bliss to much younger woman... Charlotte's best friend. Returning to the matter at hand from all those memories, David continued.

"That is where I got bitten harder by the adventure bug.. a little racing.. a little skydiving.. a little spelunking..."
 
Kat was mesmerized by him. It was truly amazing how one minute it felt as if she had only been gone for a few months, like when she first saw him on the patio at Penelope's. Now, as she listened to the tales of his travels it felt like it had been a lifetime. She had so many questions about it all. It would have been impossible to imagine the old David doing any of the things he had mentioned. It was just a further testament to how much he had grown and changed. The amount of focus and control that they required was enough to make any one of those things difficult on their own, but mastering them as he had shown her so much about what he was capable of. "Oh is that all?" She teased with a grin. "Seriously though, it is quite impressive. It seems you have accomplished everything you set your mind to."

She took a drink, this time not from the water glass. As the time ticked by she listened to the details of what it felt like to skydive, and the excitement of exploring some deep dark cavern. The whole time her eyes were locked on his. It was almost as if he was telling her a fascinating plot of a spy film. She was so engaged that she had not realized that she had taken several drinks, leaving her glass empty.
 
David noticed that Kat had finished her drink, but also that she was listening to him. He told her about a lot of things, all of which were true and he got to do them.. He wasn't at all bragging, because there was no need in it. Her listening to him and actually seeing him was the point. He told the truth about initially being nervous each time, relating that self-confidence was never a replacement for being trained. Even the most well trained and well prepared people had apprehension, and he admitted to that as well. He let her know how thrilling it was to do all that he did, the exhilaration of pulling the rip cord on your chute, the sight of seeing the inside of a cavern that held an underground lake of pristine water, as well as getting to swim into a grotto in Italy. He made it sound the way that he had felt each time, that it would have been better if she had been there.

"Would you like another drink? Or would you like something to eat?"

David wanted her to know she was there because he wanted her there, not because she was "tagging along". Yes, she had seen him as being a "puppy dog" following her around, but she never made him feel bad about it. That was another huge difference in a lot of the people at the party, because with a few exceptions like Penelope, they only were "cozy-ing up to him" for what it could get them. Kat didn't want something from him, nothing mercenary that was. He had something.. many things in fact.. for her, but that was going to come in time. His hand found hers, waiting on her to say something in response to what he asked her.
 
The color rose into Kat's cheeks at the statement. There was a part of her that suddenly wondered if he had just said it to be polite or if he had truly meant it. It was that hint of self-doubt that always crept back in to sabotage her. It was something she had always struggled with, which was why she had built up her defenses so high when it came to men. She rarely let them see past the confident mask she wore as she flirted and seduced them. Her expression, however, did not change. It was one thing she was still capable of keeping to herself.

She thought for a minute before answering him. "Perhaps another drink would be good." She replied with a warm smile. Food was the last thing on her mind. Her body was still on London time and it was far too early for her to think about eating. "It's surprising. With all of your travels, and everything you have done, that you haven't settled down with someone yet." As soon as the words departed her lips she regretted them. They sounded almost desperate as if she was grasping at something. It was just an observation. It seemed odd that someone as well off and attractive as he was, both physically and on paper, would remain single. It occurred to her that he could simply have left a trail of broken hearts wherever he went like some men were prone to do.

"I'm sorry. That's none of my business." She said softly, not looking away.
 
"And who said it wasn't any of your business, Katarina? The simple truth is, no one in my travels has appealed to me."

The way David said that to her, he was making it very clear that there was another part to what he said perhaps. He was, wanting her to know that she appealed to him far more than any other woman he had met. Of course, he didn't say that he hadn't slept with anyone, as she of course wouldn't tell that lie either, rather he was making it clear as he held her hand that she still held interest for him, and appeal. However, she would know that he was the one that has her interested in him finally. She had to see the other side of him, the part she didn't see before. He was suddenly closer to her, smiling as he broached another part of the subject as he gestured to the waitress for a refill of both drinks, then returning his attention to her.

"Go ahead and ask, Kat. We both know there are many more questions you have, and I intend to answer as many of them tonight as possible. We are still the same people as when we parted ways, only now we are starting to be real with ourselves and with each other. I think you are tired of looking for things that you know where they are, and whom you can find them with and from as well."
 
He was now nearer to her than before, almost like a predator closing in on its prey. She didn't mind it at all. She welcomed it, in fact. The way he answered made it seem to her that there had been many long the way. She couldn't help but wonder why none fit the bill. His looks alone would have attracted a bevy of beautiful women. The waitress returned with their drinks and vanished quickly from their sight. Cory had taught them well when it came to serving the more private booths. There was no doubt in her mind that they must have seen a lot of naughty adventures back there. It just seemed natural in a place with alcohol and a private little corner.

"So what was it they lacked?" She asked. Kat traced her fingertip along the rim of her glass as she kept her gaze on him. Her natural curiosity had made her want to probe deeper into it. There had to be something specific he wanted that the other women of the world had not had to offer him. The inkling would remain in the back of her head, at least for now, that his interest in her was only because he wanted what he couldn't have back then. Even if it was the case, she was very anxious to hear his answer.
 
"For starters, it was in what they had too much of conflicting with what they lacked, Katarina. When a man wants to be with a woman, desires to have her in his life, she has to in a way be a reflection of himself. Not any kind of facade that may be given to others out of politeness or to trick him into something, rather because he has what she needs on the deepest levels. She has to be ready to give of herself as much as he is of himself. That doesn't mean he isn't strong in the way he is supposed to, rather because she realizes his strength speaks to her inner being."

David was meeting Kat's gaze, his eyes never leaving hers either. He was already conveying, in the way he looked at her, as much of the answer as he was verbally revealing. He knew more things about her than she even may have realized before or yet still, and he was making it clear. He saw in her someone who wanted to be taken, to be moved to the heights of passionate release within the confines of being under his dominance. He often over the years wondered how much she knew that was what she was needing, and he touched her hand in a way that told her to move closer. He smiled, telling her a little more of what he always saw in her that he wanted, without saying it was her just yet.

"The right woman for me needs to be willing to admit she can be strong enough to know that, showing her real self, she can trust she will not be shattered.. at least not in a way others will ever take advantage. A woman needs to trust her man, to give her everything she needs even at times she acts like she doesn't need it."
 
At first, she was a little confused by his answer. It seemed like it was just some abstract idea that at the current time she wouldn't quite understand. It wasn't until he mentioned the readiness to give of herself that it clicked into place. It was as if she was being given the final pieces to the outside of the puzzle she had been trying to put together since the party. The way that he looked at her made her feel as if he wasn't looking into her eyes anymore. No, it was like he was looking directly into the depths of her soul as if he was searching for something there. It terrified her to think that he could see the things that she tried to hide, but he did not look away and neither did she.

What was he seeing that had him so enthralled? As frightening as it was for her, she did not fight it. There was something inside of her telling her to stay, to let it play out instead of running away like she tended to do when things got too intense for her liking. She was drawn to him in a way that she never had been drawn to anyone she had been with in her past. It wasn't the high-end alcohol in her system that was the culprit. It was something inside of him. His words were putting her more at ease, even if it was unintentional. She inched closer to him.

Normally, she would not have thought twice about something so trivial as a kiss, but tonight everything felt different. She hesitated. He had knocked her off her game and sent her reeling. She wasn't hiding behind meaningless flirtations and compliments. She wanted to know more, see more, feel more of his touch. It was a feeling that she had not felt before and doubted that she would feel again. Her heart was racing. For the first time, she felt jealous of this seemingly hypothetical girl he was using as an example of what he desired.

For a moment, she dropped her gaze shyly. It wasn't a tactic to draw him in. Sure, she had used that method many times to get a man to make a move. This time it was something else. She was afraid that if she didn't she would throw herself at him and make a fool of herself. For all she knew, the girl he was talking about was one he knew and simply had not claimed yet. She could be somewhere completely oblivious to the fact that she was on his radar and when the time was right she would be his. All Kat knew for certain was that she was wishing that girl was her.
 
David was smiling when he made her look up at him, and he was already kissing her before she knew how to react. It wasn't a chaste bunny rabbit shy kind of kiss he would give her when she genuinely complimented him when they were younger, rather it was a kiss. Long, slow, deep, and both firm and tender at the right points, and his other hand was behind her head, capturing it just at the point above her neck. He held her there for several long minutes, his mouth open on hers while his tongue slowly explored, caressing with the right part of his to the sweet spot of hers.

He took his time, not at all pausing as he moved ever so closer to her. This was for him, and most likely for her as well he was suspecting, the opening volley of prolonged give and take, and at the very least foreplay. He wanted her, and was set on making their first time that very night if possible. But he had laid the foundry work not just for getting her in bed, but also hopefully that he would still be there the next day. He wasn't just about sex, because the sex would be just part of an even more intense thing. His dominant air and manner were in the way he kissed her, insistent at the same time as expectant. He kissed her the way a man kissed a woman that he already had, that he had already claimed. He wanted her to know and feel that, to not have any illusions. To him, this was real, and he already saw that she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

As he slowly broke the kiss, he knew that there were still questions to be asked, answers to be given. At that moment, though, he was letting her process what had just happened. He was letting her tasted and feel it all, allowing her to sample it like one did a fine wine or a well made well aged cheese. He wanted her to have that moment, to roll it around and savor it as the first morsel of what he was indeed offering her. He was presenting to her what she was wanting, but never found... what she needed, but couldn't express.. and what she deserved but denied herself without knowing it. He watched her eyes and face, taking in all that she felt that he could read.
 
Kat felt his fingers beneath her chin, lifting her face so that she would meet his gaze. Before she could even take a breath his lips were against hers. Her eyes fluttered shut as she surrendered to the kiss. Her lips parting, allowing his tongue to explore her mouth. Her tongue caressed his as she let him see how badly she had wanted it. It was as if it had ignited something deep within her soul and now the fire was raging. Each breath she took filled her lungs with the scent of him mixed with the products he had used. She felt herself getting closer and closer to him. In that moment she had forgotten all about their surroundings. The entirety of her world had shrunk down to the feel of his body being so close to hers and the way that he kissed her so deeply.

While any other time when a man had kissed her passionately, his hands began to explore her body as if to tell her that he wanted to fuck her brains out. David did not need to do any of that. She felt a desire there that mirrored her own. Without a word, or a single movement of his hand from where it rested so softly. There was no doubt in her mind that he would have her. The only questions were how and when. The truth was her body was responding more to that kiss that it would have to the intense touching of any other man. When he broke the kiss, a deep pang of disappointment hit her. She said nothing. The look on her face said more than her words ever could have.

She wanted him on a level that she did not knew existed before that kiss. It was more than sexual. Her thoughts were spinning so quickly that it was dizzying. Kat looked at him, hopeful that he would kiss her again. She chewed her lower lip as she searched his eyes trying to find the answers she sought.
 
David didn't have to ask, as the look in Kat's eyes confirmed he should kiss her again. This time, his hands moved from her face and head down, caressing as he did. Intending not to rush things, they both came to rest on her upper shoulders, one resting in front ant the other at the back, his thumbs stroking on her neck in those positions. He wanted her to feel his dominance over her already, making it clear through how he touched and kissed her that she would be submitting to his terms. He wanted her all to himself, something that he knew she needed a man to do for, with, and to her. He slowly parted his lips from hers, waiting for the moment when she opened her eyes again to let her hear his tone.

"Now, I think we need to go somewhere much more private, Katarina my dear. I think that the both of us could really use the additional privacy to continue getting.. reacquainted... as it is. But then, I think also we both need to explore all the things we originally didn't know about each other as well."

The way he said it, he made it a little clearer that he knew more about her than she thought, and his thumbs continuing to stroke and caress the flesh of her neck also said it as well. She was already giving herself to him, and he knew it, but he also knew she would be concerned about where that would be taking her. He kept looking into her eyes, seeing directly into her very essence, and making it clear with every word, touch, gesture, and movement that he knew what she really truly needed from a man. He was very careful as he broached the next part, his tone insistent in a way he knew she would want from him.

"Where I am staying would be more than perfect.. for everything that happens tonight."
 
The second kiss did not take Kat by surprise as the first one had. This time she was ready, fully engaging him the second that his lips met hers. He knew how to touch a woman, how to kiss her to make her crave even more. She could feel any defenses she had weakening as the desire to give herself to him burned deep within her chest. It was not something she had experienced before. While she gave her lovers her all in the bedroom, she always held a piece of herself back to keep from getting hurt. Somehow that fear that had always stuck with her was quieted by his touch. Her body was aching to be touched by his strong hands. It was more than a want, it was a need. Kat nodded almost as if she was entranced by the kiss.

There was no denying that as much as she enjoyed being at Cory's she was ready to take the next step. There would come a point where she would look back at this memory and realize that it had begun the moment he said her name outside of Penelope's home. That was when she knew on some level what would happen as that night and the ones that followed would play out. It would be so much clearer in hindsight that it was that moment that HE chose her.

When he mentioned the place he was staying would be their next destination, she felt a rush of excitement flow through her. All of that sexual energy that was now pent up inside her was ready to be released. On some level she knew before the night was over she would be spent, but it would be on his terms, not her own, when and how that would happen. He was leading her on this journey before she even consciously knew it and now she was eager to follow him further no matter where the night would take them. "Then shall we go?" She asked quietly instead of insisting as she normally would.

When she got to her feet, she felt almost lightheaded. It was the sheer anticipation of what was soon to come that was making her feel this way. As they left, she said her goodbyes to Cory, assuring her that she would stop back in sometime before she left again. It had felt good to be back in a place that had held so many memories but now was the time to make new ones. A shiver ran through her as they stepped back out into the cold night air. The bar had been a bit warmer than she realized or the temperature had dropped rather quickly while they were inside because now she was feeling it as the frigid wind caressed her warm skin.
 
"Nothing like winter in a town like this, but then it allows one may ways of getting warm, Kat."

David said that as he was quickly getting her into the car, helping her in after holding her close just to the short walk to the vehicle. He turned the heat up a bit, again very glad he hadn't put the top down. He let the car sit for the moment, having also told Cory the same things Kat did but knowing that things would be changing very soon for the both of them. He smiled as he let the car warm up for a few minutes, his hand now resting on her thigh and a good bit higher that it would have been earlier. He caressed her there, letting her know that what she was thinking he was meaning he did mean. It wasn't a lack of confidence creeping in, rather a reassertion of the dominance he clearly had over her now. He was asserting that, yes, he was in control and knew it and that she was allowing him to be because she wanted someone else in charge.

When he took his hand away, it was only to start the driving. He put it in reverse and pulled out of the space, Cory having waved again to them through one of the windows. David waved back, smiling as he remembered all the times Cory had commented how they made a good couple. As soon as he had them back on the road, heading toward where he was staying, he returned his hand to her thigh, caressing the inner side with intent. He kneaded and massaged, knowing full well he was causing her to be stimulated in a way. He stole looks at her sideways, and longer looks at stop signs and traffic lights, knowing very well she was aware she wasn't in the driver's seat between them anymore. She may have not realized how totally that was true, but she would soon enough.

"The dress is still beautiful.. but the woman in it makes it even more so. But of course.. you will look even more beautiful without it on, I know."
 
The chill she felt quickly dissipated the moment that he placed his hand upon her to help her into the car. There was a long blink the immediately followed as she savored the feel of it. She wasn't making the conscious connection between it all yet. Her body understood before her brain put the pieces together. It was responding instinctually to his touch and with each touch craved another. Once inside the car, she felt compelled to check her reflection in the mirrored compact that resided in her purse. She did so quickly and slipped it back inside before he was fully into the car. She watched him settle in with a smile on her face. Her body slightly tensed as his hand was placed gently upon her thigh. The way he caressed it made breathing change a little. It was easy to tell that it was exciting her.

There was a part of her that wanted him to keep sliding it higher. Her legs parted ever so slightly, inviting him to do just that. Normally, she would have had no problem reaching over and guiding the hand under her skirt. Yet with David, she only made the subtle movement to allow him access if he had chosen to do so. When he moved his hand to the wheel she felt a little disappointed but that feeling was soon driven away when his hand returned. She shivered, the rise and fall of her chest were becoming more noticeable the longer that his fingertips teased her flesh.

Kat bit her lower lip, trying not to squirm in the passenger's seat. The simplest touch of his hand was affecting her in a way that surprised her. She didn't quite understand how just the light stroking of her inner thigh was arousing her so much. She could feel her cheeks reddening when he complimented her. It was said with such a tone of sincerity that she knew it wasn't just some cheesy line that he used on women. It made her even more anxious to reach their destination. She was dying to feel his touch when she was afforded his full attention in a more intimate setting. She managed to giggle and thank him.

Despite the fact that over the years she had several partners, she suddenly felt like this was her first. He had already effectively stripped away any of the defenses that she had left. She was starting to realize that he was truly in control. The feeling was frightening to her. She had never wanted to let a man take charge, or at least she never knew it was what she needed. "So how far are we from where you are staying?"
 
"Not too far at all. I am staying here at the beach house."

David wanted Katarina as much to himself as possible, and he suspected she didn't have any real plans at least for the next couple of days. Also, it would allow them to be able to drop in on Cory's sooner rather than later. He had always enjoyed the beach, and with the fact that where it was the houses had good distance between them, they were not going to be disturbed much if at all, especially that night. He took the short road easily, and he pulled up to the beach house's drive, the gate opening when he entered the code in the remote device there in the car. His dad had actually picked this place when he was little, something that had stimulated some of the young David's creativity as a child.

It was a magnificent feat both of nature and of man's use of it without really destroying it. The large hunk of what had been an asteroid at least a thousand or more years ago had landed just right into the short cliff that rose over the beach. Some natural erosion had shaped it some, but the crew that his father had hired shaped it a bit more. Now, it was a nice beach house that had all of the benefits of an underground dwelling with those of an above ground home. Naturally insulated so heating and cooling was much cheaper, the two stories above the cliff also had a pool that was divided and moved a little through the house. It got David a lot of "friends", but a few actually stayed real friends... like Cory's kids.. and Kat though she tried to hide it. Now, with his father living with Charlotte in another house several miles down the beach, it was all his alone.

"I have done some redecorating.. now that the place is all mine."

David smiled, his hand moving up Kat's thigh more. He was stroking her at the very inner high part before he would be touching her sex, aggressively asserting that this night was not going ot be like any she had gotten used to. Tonight was going to be the start of something she had longed for, but didn't know herself she wanted and needed. As he drove around and into the sunken in garage, he parked beside the Mustang that was there, his other main car that he kept at the house.
 
The beach house. It was an awe-inspiring marvel of architecture. The design of it had fascinated her when she was younger but her memory of it was nothing compared to the breathtaking view of it now. Seeing it again now made her remember all those times she used to tease David, never out of spite though. She had really seen something in him back then but she knew that she needed more than what he had to offer. Even if he did possess it, buried down deep, the younger version of him had not figured out how to tap into it yet. He had certainly come a long way since then. Now the slightest touch of his hand was making Kat quiver.

She bit down once again on her lower lip. He was inching his way higher and still, she wanted more. The teasing was making it hard for her to focus on anything outside of him. Her legs drifted slightly further apart as she more readily offered herself up to him. She was his for the taking and the way her body was reacting already to these seemingly benign touches was a testament to that. She was starting to realize more and more that he had her in his grasp. He was the one who was in control. There was no doubt in her mind that he had brought her to this specific location for a singular and very specific reason. If it was just sex he was after he could have taken her into a secluded room and had her right there at the party. He could have easily made it known that they were not to be disturbed at Cory's and undoubtedly slid his cock into her in their private booth, or even in that beautiful piece of machinery that he had mastered.

No, she was brought here with a purpose in mind and the curiosity to what that was would eat her alive if he let it. Instead, he appeared quite pleased with the way he was drawing out every bit of her attention and focusing it solely on him and his skillful touches. "I... I can hardly wait to see it" She managed to say. Kat wanted to just sit back, close her eyes and let his fingers explore every inch of her to his satisfaction and to hers as well. Over the course of the next few hours, even days, she would experience just that. Now that they were at his beach house Kat was about to embark on her true journey.
 
Once he turned off the car, getting out and moving around to the other side, David helped Kat out of the car. The next moment he pulled her to him, holding her close with one hand firmly on the small of her back as he kissed her again. He did so with much more intensity that before, but still heavy with both passion and dominance over her at the same time. His tongue found hers, caressing and teasing it as his hands moved over her body. This time, his hand moved down from the small of her back to caress and knead on her lovely firm ass. His other hand caressed her hair and neck, the fingers actually caressing and massaging on her neck in a possessive manner to express he knew very well she was submitting to him more than even she thought she would. Breaking the kiss slowly, he looked into her eyes as his tone went a little deeper into that dominance that he had been laying the foundation of all night.

"There are many things you will see, feel, and experience here, Katarina, and we both know you want them all. You will have to trust me on a level deeper than you ever did before you left, you will have to in order for me to give you everything you need and take everything you know you want to give."

He took her hand and slowly led her toward the door in the garage going inside the house. The garage door itself closed, almost certainly conveying to her that she was there, in his home, not just as a guest or even a lover. She was now in his realm, so to speak, and she was his. He knew he didn't have to say any of that, rather the way she was responding to him already was saying that loud and clear. Rather, he was expressing to her that he wanted her verbal affirmation she understood well how true it all was. He lead her down the short hallway, pausing right there where it emptied out into the living room. Where a short turn to the left would got into the breakfast area, he paused with her to let her see the large sectional in the living room right opposite the brand new entertainment center he had installed. Looking into her eyes, he waited for her to answer his next challenge to her.

"Take off the dress, and tell me how much you want to be here with me."
 
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