Sparks



Kaiden.


My name filled with the meaning of fire. Of roaring passion that burns inside this sensitive heart...

So strong and fresh and, vibrant, hot.

Smoky and sultry...

Like my green eyes lined with black kohl.

They remind me of the rich field of Ireland with dark linds of soot in their whitish skies.

Deep rouge on full lips vibrating with my honey skin

Do I resemble a star? I ask myself...

As I get prepared to move my body wistfully and erotically in front of curious and perverse eyes.

They smile and grip their arousals at the whine of my hips and the lush licks of my lips.

The curve in my waist, the beauty of my face.

The pie between my thighs and the diamonds in my eyes.

I have them, I hypnotize them.

Running my hands generously over my bosom lets me have more of what they came to give...

More of what truly belongs to me.

When I smile, it's not for their benefit....

But for their foolishness.

Bringing to me all of their riches and hard earned cash, just to give it away...

Men have such weak minds.

That can be controlled by just a smooth roll of the hips...

Running your tongue over glossed lips and a ending wink.

They're allll yours....

I shake my chocolate locks once, twice before I'm done for the night.

Collecting my earnings for the night...

They clap for me..

Happy that I stirred and shook up the erotica inside them.

I always ignore it. All the time.

I look up into the crowd of cloudy eyed men and lock eyes with a sharpness unseen...

It pierces me and sends sparks throughout my veins...

Igniting my fire.

Chocolate melting into emerald candies....

I turned away, my fire still roaring with the tingle of electricity.

From those sharp eyes with so much soul.

Breaking down the will inside me and turning it into liquid...setting in my femininity.

Sparks flying, never faltering.

Only getting hotter.
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[Edited 7/10/13 10:08am]
[Edited 7/12/13 19:56pm]

Kindle

Max.

As I ponder his name in brain letting it mentally roll off my tongue, my eyes watch as he drinks orange juice from a glass. His Adam's apple moved slightly under the creamy, butterscotch skin of his throat.

He licks his lips as he sets the glass on the table, licking his lips slowly, absentmindedly. The chill of the empty diner ringed around my bones, making me shiver. He raised his eyebrows at me and gave me a small smile as he began to shrug off his coat.

It revealed a deep black long-sleeved shirt. It looked as it was made of suede, making my fingertips itch to run over it in my curiosity. I looked back up into his dark eyes to see him staring at me. It shocked me back into myself as I smiled at him.

'They should have our food ready at any moment...' his voice spoke out, deep and melodious.

I felt myself smile and nod as I crossed my legs under my skirt. I could his eyes on me, seeming to burn through my being. I looked up to see him studying me, almost fiercely. Suddenly, he gave me a quick smile before adjusying himself on the aging leather seat of the booth. He gazed at me intently before parting his lips to speak.

'Why are you a stripper?' he asked, his eyes crawling over my face.

I snapped to attention at his blunt question and felt myself blush. I didn't know what to say. God, I hated this. The reason why I chose to be one is because I liked to show off my body. I needed the money as well. I looked him in the eye and frowned slightly, feeling myself fidget. I exhaled harshly before answering.

'I need the money,' I answered. 'And I like taking off my clothes,' I finished.

I watched as he chuckled to himself, the glint of his white teeth catching my eye every now and then. He looked at me, chewing on his lip slightly.

'There are other things you can do than this, that involve getting undressed and getting a decent amount of money for it' he said, humor still laced in his voice.

I was feeling myself get upset at him. It was flowing in my blood and going straight up to my throat and about to erupt. I felt my eyebrows furrow deeply as I regarded him with icy eyes.

'Why do you care anyway?' I snipped at him, venom leaking in my words.

He took note of this and raised his eyebrows at me, I could tell my words washed the humor away. He quickly licked his lips and looked at me with apologetic eyes, but I could still feel the anger swirling in me.

'I'm sorry if I offended you. I just think someone as pretty as you shouldn't be doing something like this.' he said softly, his dark eyes seemed to sparkle with his words.

The anger waves inside of dulled and calmed as I listened to his words. I nodded and fumbled with my hands in my lap. Before I could say anything else, the waitress came over with our plates. She gave us a polite smirk before hurrying away from our table.

I looked down at my steak and cheese omelet, the amorous scent making my mouth water. My stomach grumbled in defiance. I looked up Max, who was busy eating his food. I picked up the fork and took a generous bite. The cheesy, savory flavor pleased and embedded into my tastebuds.

I let out a soft moan at the flavor, making Max shoot his eyes up at me. He smiled and took another bite of food. The food settled in my belly pleasantly.

'What do you suggest I do?' I asked, continuing our conversation.

His eyes looked at me once more, temporarily lost before it registered to him. He quickly swallowed his food and exhaled.

'Um, how about nude modeling for art?' he said.

He raised an eyebrow and let out a deep laugh at my pondering face. His eyes glittered under his glasses at his smile. I smiled back unconsciously and pulled at a strand of my hair.

'That's...different' I said finally after a pause.

'Well, yeah. But for the purpose of art, I think you would like it. You surely have the figure for it,' he said with a smile.

I sensed the flirty undertone in his voice. He really was something, something different. With his sharp, dark eyes, white smile, and smooth skin. I smirked at him as I overturned the idea in my head. It wouldn't be bad, it wasn't at all. It would be a change and I would be able to get into a more appropriate atmosphere, considering the one I was in.

'I'll consider it...' I finally said.

He grinned at me and nodded, adjusting his glasses on his nose. His eyes bright and kindled with soft fire. His full lips lingered with a kind smile.

'That's good. I'm glad to see you are willing to leave that place,' he said.

I nodded slowly as I examined his changed demeanor.

'Why were you at the club anyway?' I asked curiously.

'Looking for you,' he answered with a joking tone.

I smiled and played with my food before eating again.

As soon as we were done, we left the diner and went on our way. The moon sat high in the sky, glowing milky white and illuminating the night. I loved the moon, its beauty lulling us to sleep every night. We take it for granted...

He drove me home in silence. It wasn't an awkward silence but more of a soothing, sleepy silence. His eyes were fixed on the road as he drove. I watched as he would move his lips up, almost into a pucker but would let them relax every now and then. His eyes would wander in thought at every stop light and focus again intently.

'How old are you?' I asked suddenly.

He seemed surprised at my abruptness and a slight bit hesitant.

'28,' he said quietly. 'How old are you?'

'20' I answered.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled softly. His brushed his thumb under his bottom lip. He pulled up in front of my small house. It's white and blue colors familiar to my eyes.

I watched as he dug into his pocket and handed me a card. I took it and regarded it with an amused look. It had his name and number on it.

He was prepared, wasn't he?

He reached over and opened the door for me. The earthy scent of his cologne incited my senses like electric erotica. He smiled widely at me and nodded softly.

'See you later, Kaiden,'

My name rolled off his tongue, making the,radiant fire in me burn higher to kindle, waving warmly above my groin. The fact that he said he would see me again excited me even more.

I didn't know why...

'Bye,' I said softly.

I watched as his car slowly drove away, leaving me to walk to my sleeping house. The fire inside of me....

Kindling and swirling.

The flames dancing and singing to my soul...