He saw her through the smoky haze of the dance club. He wasn't sure what it was about her appearance but it hit him in the gut like a sledgehammer. Desire flared through him like flame through dry grass. He had to have her.
Tessa was dancing to the seductive beat of the music lost in her own little world. She was trying her damnedest to forget all of life's little miseries at this point in time. When Jennie had called and invited her out she accepted for a change. Now with several stiff drinks under her belt and some good music on all she needed was a dance partner to lose herself in.
He weaved his way through the crowed dance floor trying to get to her. His fingers hungered to sink into her hair. His palms itched to feel her nipples scraping across them. His mouth felt as dry as the desert craving the sweetness he instinctively knew her kisses would be. The music changed to something slow just as he reached her. It seemed only natural for the two of them to move into each others arms.
Tessa had no idea who he was but she sensed he was the right man for what she needed at this moment. They moved together to the slow beat, his strong arms sheltering her from the rest of the clubs denizens. Those huge hands of his removed the clip holding her hair off of her neck and buried themselves into her hair tugging her head back for the first tentative brush of his lips. It was like lightening had struck and the resultant electricity zinged it's way to that low place in her abdomen causing it to tighten and warmth to spread. She gave a little gasp at the onset of these sensations and grabbed hold of his massive shoulders as if they were a life preserver. She returned the kiss for all that she was worth putting the all of neediness she was feeling into it. They never stopped moving as lips learned lips and tongues taught what pleased the other most.
He cupped her butt in his large hands as he lifted her and carried her to the darkest corner of the club. He pressed her back against the cold mirror and lifted his head to stare into her eyes for a moment or an eternity he wasn't sure which. He saw the flames of desire sparkling in her eyes and at that point in time it was enough for him. He moved his head to start placing small kisses along her jaw and down her neck. He hoisted her higher against the glass and let his large body pin her in place. He could feel her breasts firm under the weight of his chest as he nibbled on her neck. His hard on was cradled in the warmth he could feel emanating from between her thighs. He was in heaven and he had only just started.
Tessa let out a small gasp into his mouth as she felt him lift and carry her somewhere. She didn't care because all of her higher brain functions had left at the sensation of being wrapped around his strong muscular body. His kisses were drugging her senses so that there was no thought of resisting whatever this man wanted. He could have stripped her and taken her in the middle of the dance floor and she wouldn't have cared. She felt something hard and cold against her back and that jolted her for a second until he pulled back to stare into her eyes. No words were needed everything they needed to say was said with their eyes. He moved his head and started the fire moving across her skin with his mouth. He moved her higher and the delicious weight and leashed power of his body held her in place. Her breasts tightened and swelled under the pressure and she could feel his hard on in the cradle of her thighs. She arched into trying to get some friction in that neediest of places. Her fingers dug into his long black locks as he scraped his goatee into the vee of her top. Tessa almost screamed at the feel of fingers pinching and rolling a budded nipple. The shock and the pleasure of it making her buck against him eliciting a moan from the big man and a corresponding thrust of his hips into hers. She cinched her legs even tighter around his hips pulling him in as close as she possibly could.
Was this woman trying to kill him? He was easing the itch in his palms with her hard nipples when she bucked against him drawing an automatic thrust back. Then her legs pulled him against her even tighter and he thought he was going to lose his mind if he didn't have her right then and there. He bit back an oath as she squirmed against him even more. The hand that was caressing her breast moved the material of her shirt aside so that his mouth could reach the bounty of her bosom at the same moment that his other hand covered her mouth to smoother her screams.
She shook his hand off and buried her head into his neck as he suckled at her breast like a new born babe. Drawing and rolling the sensitive skin she was lost in the sensations he was creating. She attacked his throat and shoulders around the leather vest he wore in an effort to keep her sanity. Licking and biting her way up to his ear she blew softly into that fleshy shell causing an all over body shudder that had him pressing her even harder into the mirrored wall. Tessa gave a small giggle then a gasp as he bit her a little harder than before. In retaliation she snaked her hand between their bodies and scraped his nipples in return before scratching down that stomach to dip her fingers into the waist band of those skin tight Levi's.
Now he was sure that she was trying to kill him. The feel of her soft hands dipping into the waistband of his pants was almost to much to take. He captured both of her hands in one of his and pinned them above her head as his mouth reclaimed hers. He kissed her hot and hard dancing his tongue across hers to keep her distracted from him other hand sliding under her skirt and creeping toward the treasure it hid. He could feel her squeal vibrate through his mouth as he found his prize. Showing no mercy he danced his fingertips across her sensitive flesh stroking, circling, flicking, changing pressure but never quite giving her touch that he knew she craved.
Tessa tore her mouth from his and pleaded. "Please, oh please." He was going to drive her insane she just knew it. His hands were working magic between her thighs and she rode his hand shamelessly as much as she could. Her hands were pinned above her head and his body was still sheltering them from the view of the rest of the patrons of the club. She knew all of this and still didn't care. She wanted him inside of her in the worst way. She would be happy if he just finished her with his hand but what she wanted most of all was to feel him pounding himself into her.
He removed his hand from her treasure box and quickly freed his length from its denim prison. Ripping her panties from her body he tucked them into his pants pocket before coating himself in her juices. He sealed his mouth to hers before ramming himself into her tightness. He stopped just for a second and his eyes crossed at the feeling of her surrounding him and the taste of her scream in his throat. The song had changed to something with a heavy primal beat and he flexed his hips in time to the music.
She was lost. His first thrust into her brought a shriek of pleasure that he swallowed and his subsequent thrusts in time to the music coming from the speaker overhead just served to completely befuddle her brain. Every flex of this beautiful strangers hips into hers just flushed every worry and care away so that the only thing left was mindless pleasure. He was hammering into her every cell and she wants to scream with the joy of it. When his hands again found her pearl she knew that this was going to be the best damn orgasm of her life.
This time he was going to give her everything that she wanted. He increased his thrusts in time to the flicking of his finger across her jewel. When she came apart in his arms at last he pounded into her for everything he was worth trying to draw her orgasm out as he found his own release.
Still locked at the lips they both howled their satisfaction of release. When the aftershocks had passed, they withdrew and straightened their clothes setting themselves to rights before appearing back out on the dance floor. Not a word was spoken between them but for a murmured ‘thanks’.
Tessa went back to her friends feeling more refreshed and better able to deal with the slings and arrows of misfortune life was throwing her way. She had no idea who the handsome dark haired gentleman was but she would never forget the pleasure he had given her.
Bradshaw walked out of the club and never looked back as he headed to his hotel room to call his wife. It wouldn’t be long before he left OVW behind and was back on WWE programming.
The would never know the others name but they would never forget the other and that moment in time.
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