The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) Epilogue 8/Sept/10

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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) cpt 23 (01/Sep/09)

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Chapter 23.


A few weeks after Kyle and Tess's dinner date...

Even though it had only been a short time since they first met, Kyle had slowly become very important to Tess. She was starting to have really strong feelings towards him. The kind that she had never experienced with any other man until Kyle came into her life. These feelings were so powerful within her that she was dreading what she was about to tell him.

She was sitting at one of the coffee tables in the bookstore waiting for him to come downstairs from his apartment. The blonde girl behind the counter was still giving her the evil eye but she’d gotten used to it now.

As Kyle walked out from the back room he took a quick glance around the cafe section and saw that it was virtually full. He noticed Tess sitting there alone and huge smile appeared on his face as he headed straight for her table.

“Tess, I didn’t know you were here. Have you been waiting long?”

“No, not long," Tess shook her head "I was just waiting for you to finish your break.”

“You should have said something, told someone you were here. Someone would have called me down!”

“No, seriously I’ve only been sitting here five minutes Kyle, it is fine honestly.” smiled Tess. The way Kyle seemed so eager just to be around her caused a warm feeling of happiness to fill her body.

“So looking forward to our date tomorrow night?” he asked her with a big smile on his face.

Kyle watched as the smile quickly dropped from her face and his stomach clenched.

Uh oh this can't be good?! Was she not happy anymore? Did she not want to go out with him anymore? Had he done something wrong? Said the wrong thing?! Not said the right thing?!

Kyle quickly tried to run through his mind everything he had ever said to Tess, or around her, in hopes of maybe coming up with whatever it was he had done wrong.

“Kyle I was really looking forward to our date tomorrow night ...”

“Okkaayy," Kyle laughed nervously "I know there is a BUT in there somewhere.”

“Well you see it’s my birthday tomorrow but my dad asked me out for dinner that night. He only told me about it this morning so that’s why I’m cancelling on you so late. I’m so incredibly sorry. I would much rather go out on our date to be honest.”

Kyle’s stomach unclenched and he gave her a nervous laugh.

“Phew!" Kyle blew out a deep breath he didn't know he had been holding "God Tess for a minute there I thought you were going to break up with me.”

“WHAT?!” Tess sat up straighter in her seat and gave Kyle a shocked look "Why on Earth would you think I was here to break up with you?!"

“Oh I don’t know. You were sitting here looking all serious and...and well I don’t know really. I’m just being stupid you know...old crazy Kyle here. So it’s your birthday tomorrow then?!” he said quickly changing the subject.

“Yeah but I would much rather be spending it with you!”

“Well I could always go with you” smiled Kyle "Meet your dad and everything."

Now it was Tess’s stomach that lurched. She desperately wanted Kyle to be there to celebrate her birthday. Hell she wanted him to be part of all aspects of her life, not just their time at the bookstore but that would mean he would have to meet her father, and that was going to be impossible.

Her dad would go ballistic if he found out about Kyle. He would consider him a poor/loser type guy. Going nowhere just serving coffee to the thousands! She could hear his voice now ringing in her ears.

'What the hell is wrong with you Tess?! Those types of people are below us! Oh they're fine to work for us, wash our cars, clean our house, and pick up after us, their betters....but to date?! No daughter of mine will be dating some poor white trash book seller!"

How was she going to tell Kyle this without hurting him?

“Easy Tess.....you lie to him,” Tess thought sadly to herself.

“Erm, well my dad wouldn’t be expecting you Kyle and we only have reservations for two...and,” god she just wanted to cry right now. How the hell was she going to explain this to Kyle?

Sensing her utter despair he saved her from having to say the words he knew were coming.

“Hey,” he said as he put his finger under her chin and lifted her face so she had no other option than to look at him, “It’s just not the right time, right? Don’t worry about it Tess. Go and have fun with your dad tomorrow, okay?”

He saw the relief wash over her beautiful face and he was rewarded with one of those smiles that would make any mans insides melt.

Tess leaned over the table, gently grabbed his face in her hands and kissed him senseless.

“Thank you Kyle,” she breathed as she finally detached her lips from his.

Kyle just nodded; too dazed by the kiss he’d just received. Hell just for that it was worth it!

*******

Later the next day...


*KNOCK* *KNOCK*

"Yes?" asked Tess from where she stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom.

Charles, their butler stuck his head around the door.

"The limo is outside waiting for you Ms. Harding."

"Thank you Charles," Tess turned from the mirror to smile at him, she spun around so he could see how she was dressed. "Well how do I look?"

She didn’t want her father to be disappointed so she went for something simple but stunning at the same time. She was wearing this light blue, jersey dress. It had spaghetti straps and a massive V shape down the back which just ended at her lower back. She looked positively radiant tonight. She’d also gotten her hair done at the salon, along with her nails and she was wearing some of the jewellery her father had given her on past birthdays, all this just to please him, although she didn’t realise it at the time.

Charles came fully in to the room and gave Tess a very polite look over.

"Why, you look completely exquisite if I do say so myself Ms. Harding."

"Thank you Charles," blushed Tess.

"And if I can say, you look exactly like your mother when she was your age."

"Really?"

“Oh yes,” nodded Charles as a very far off look came across his face. “Often do I think of her, how much more life and humanity was in this house when she was here.”

Shaken out of his thoughts Charles turned back to Tess and smiled at her.

“Not only do you look just like her my dear but you also have the same sweet soul that she had.”

Tess fought back her tears as she quickly wrapped her small arms around Charles and gave him a strong hug.

"Thank you."

Charles easily returned the hug, patting Tess on the back.

"Now, now Ms. Harding we don't want you to be late for your dinner date with your father."

"Yeah..." Tess broke the hug and checked her eye make up to see if any errant tears had escaped. When that was done she grabbed her purse off the nearby night stand and headed for the door. Before stepping out Tess turned to look at Charles who was still standing in her room.

"Thank you Charles."

"It was all my pleasure Ms. Harding," smiled Charles.

Tess ran down stairs, waved bye to the rest of the staff and then walked gracefully to the limo. She couldn’t wait for tonight to begin. It was the first time her father had invited her anywhere on her birthday. He usually either missed it or just gave her something in the morning and then left her alone for the rest of the day. As if one present could make up for his lack of understanding or love.

The driver got out of the car and opened the door for her. He then proceeded to drive to the location that Mr Harding had given him earlier on during the day.

“Erm, so where are we going?” asked Tess slightly nervous but excited at the same time.

“To The Regency, Ms Harding,” the driver smiled at Tess through the rear view mirror.

“You're kidding me?” asked Tess incredulously.

“No ma’am.”

Tess sat back in her seat in total shock. The Regency was one of the most expensive and fancy restaurants in the area, even for people in her social circle. So much so she herself had never been there and that was saying a lot! You had to book like six months in advance to get into the place. She was sure her father wouldn’t have planned that far ahead.

Once reaching the restaurant the driver helped Tess out of the limo and then escorted her to the door.

“Your father will be here shortly,” he said as he made his way back to the limo.

She entered the fabulous restaurant and gasped. It was the most beautiful room she had ever seen. It was modern in its decoration, with crisp white table cloths, rich black leather seats and a wonderful array of light sculptures. It was truly fascinating.

As she walked further into the restaurant a woman with the most gorgeous dress she had ever seen came up to her.

“Can I help you miss?” asked the lady.

Tess was shocked as she realised that this woman was front of house manager and she was there to arrange the seating.

“Erm, yes I’m waiting for my father, Ed Harding, to join me. I believe he’s booked a table for two.”

“Ah yes Miss Harding. We were informed of your arrival. You father has reserved the best table in the establishment. Please come this way.”

Tess followed the beautiful woman through a set of double doors which led to a private room overlooking a river. There were a few other exclusive guests here. Some she recognised and said hello, others she didn’t recognise.

She sat down at the table by the window and watched as the lights danced off the surface of the water, like sparkling diamonds on black velvet.

“Your waiter for tonight will be François. He will be with you shortly to take your drinks order. Please enjoy your meal,” said the lady as she laid a menu in front of Tess and another one at the empty seat opposite her.

No sooner had the lady left her table, François appeared.

“Mademoiselle, your father has ordered a Krug 1995 Clos d'Ambonnay to be opened at the table, would you like me to do that now?”

“Erm, no actually I think I’d better wait for my father to get here,” said Tess. She realised that the bottle of champagne her father ordered was a very expensive one and she didn’t want to start it before her father had arrived. She had a funny feeling he would be extremely annoyed if she did.

“May I just have a glass of white wine please?” asked Tess.

“Certainly Mademoiselle,” replied the waiter as he placed the bottle of champagne back into the sliver ice bucket and placed it near the table. She loved the atmosphere here but what she liked most of all was the view from the windows that surrounded the whole room.

The waiter left to get her wine and Tess began to study the menu. As she read down the list of delights that she could choose from, her stomach started to rumble. There was some weird stuff on there that she would never attempt to eat like Octopus or Escargot but the rest of what was on offer sounded delicious.

The waiter returned to serve her drink and offered her a warm bread roll and butter. He sliver served the bread roll onto her plate and then he excused himself.

She sat for a little while just taking in her beautiful surroundings. There was no doubt her father had spared any expense for this birthday. Maybe her not being around him so much was starting to have an effect on him. Maybe, just maybe he was starting to miss her company.

She checked her watch for the first time and realised that her father was already half an hour late but this to her was no big deal. He was always getting delayed in meetings so she was used to it. Plus he’d done a lot tonight to make sure her birthday was a happy one so she could forgive him for being a little late.

She sat there drinking her wine and taking in the sights. She sighed as she finally relaxed for the first time in a long time. Tonight would probably be the best night she and her father had shared in a long time.

Two hours later she was still sitting at the table alone and getting incredibly angry. She was so embarrassed because the waiter had been coming over to the table at regular intervals to ask her if she wanted to order dinner yet, or whether she would like another drink, or open the bottle of champagne.

By the fifth time he’d approached her she could see the look of sorrow in his eyes. He knew that she’d been stood up and he felt sorry for her. She couldn’t believe after all the trouble he’d gone through, organising the limo, the champagne and a table at the most exclusive restaurant, that he hadn’t even bothered showing up.

No phone calls, no message, nothing. She decided to take a look at her cell phone just to make sure she hadn’t missed a call from him and realised that she didn’t have any reception. So she moved outside to call her dad.

A small drizzle of rain had started to fall, turning the night chilly, so Tess stood under the small canopy outside the front door as she tried to get a signal for her phone.

When the phone finally found a signal she punched in the number to her father's personal phone a direct number straight to him, a number only a few select people knew. After a few short rings it was picked up.

"Ed Harding?" the gruff voice of her father came through to her phone.

"Daddy?"

"Tess why are you calling me now? I'm very busy..."

"Daddy..." Tess hesitated a bit, almost scared to death for interrupting her father, "...where are you?"

"At my office...I'm in a board meeting. We're discussing the Johnson merger and it's running late..."

"But daddy, what about our dinner?"

"Dinner?"

Tess's heart started to sink 'No he couldn't have forgotten could he?'

"The dinner we were both supposed to have tonight, together."

"Oh that...I forgot," Ed Harding said as a matter of fact, as if he was discussing the weather instead of his relationship with his daughter. "Look Tess the meeting is about to start again..."

"Daddy..." Tess interrupted him once again, but this time her next question would decide their whole relationship "...daddy do you even know what today is?"

"Well of course I do, what kind of stupid question is that?!"

Ed's shocked voice caused Tess to have a moment of happiness surge through her. 'He hadn't forgotten me after all!' But Tess's brief moment of happiness came crashing down by the next words out of her father's mouth.

"It's Friday."

Tess just stood there in shock looking at her cell phone.

'He doesn't even know that today is my birthday.'

"I've got to go now Tess I'll talk to you when I get home."

Hearing the loud click Tess let her cell phone slip out of her hand and bounce hard on the concrete sidewalk, busting into a hundred pieces. It felt like a cold wet blanket had just covered over her body. Everything in her suddenly just went dead and numb.

The small drizzle from a second ago was now a down pour, the kind of rain that gets you instantly soaked but Tess didn’t even notice. She started to run as fast as she could trying to get as much distance between herself and that restaurant as she could. This had to be the worst night she’d ever had. She started to think about all the times her father had let her down and tonight was the final straw.

Her foot caught in something as she was running and went flying onto the wet concrete path. She’d scrapped her hands and knees but her brain didn’t register the pain because the pain in her heart was greater.

As she lay face down she started to sob uncontrollably. The sort of heart wrenching sobs that leave you wracked with tiredness. As the cold of the concrete started to seep through her dress she managed to stand up and continue walking whilst the rain and tears stung her face.

Her dress literally clung to her body leaving nothing to the imagination and her beautiful hair, that she’d taken so much care over, was no plastered to her face and shoulders. She had mascara tear tracks running down her face, her eyes and nose were red from all the crying and her heart literally ached with sadness.
*******
*BANG* *BANG* *BANG*

"Yeah, yeah I'm coming; hold your damn horses would you!" Kyle shouted as he came down the stairs that connected the bookstore to the apartment above.

He just sat down to enjoy his favourite TV show NCIS when someone started pounding on the door at the front of the bookstore. Due to the rain and it being night Kyle couldn't get a good look at who was out there, so he put on the outside light as he opened the door.

"Look I'm sorry but we're clo..."

Whatever Kyle was going to say next was lost, for there standing out in the pouring rain, soaked to her skin was his beautiful Tess. He couldn’t believe the pain that was in her eyes and he knew the night hadn’t gone well.

When he took in the sight of her, he simply stepped out into the rain, scooped her into his strong arms and carried her up to his apartment. He sat her gently down on the side of his bed, wrapped a warm dry blanket around her and then kneeled down in front of her.

“Tess, where are your shoes?” asked Kyle as he noticed her bare, dirty feet.

“Huh ... what?” asked Tess in a dazed voice as if she'd just noticed that Kyle was there kneeling right in front of her.

“Your shoes honey, where are they?” he asks more softly as he pulled her wet stockings off and threw them to one side.

“...um ..." Tess looked down at her feet, "I don’t know...”

“How did you get those scrapes on your hands and knees?” he asked her again.

“...um, I don’t know...”

“It’s okay, hold on just a second,” Kyle said as he stood up and went into a different room.

Tess started to hear running water and some banging coming from another room. A second or two later Kyle came back into the room with a towel slung over his shoulder.

“Hey I’ve got a nice hot bath running for you,” said Kyle as he came over to help Tess up out of the chair, “...and I’ve put some clean dry clothes in the bathroom for you. When you get out of the tub you can get dressed into them.”

Kyle helped Tess to her feet, took her into the bathroom and sat her down on the closed toilet seat. He walked over to the bath and turned off the water and placed his finger in it to check the temperature.

“Good nice and warm ... okay, I’ll just step outside while you get undressed.”

Tess suddenly started to panic. She grabbed hold of Kyle's arm with both hands and held on tight. She tried to say something but every time she opened her mouth nothing came out.

“Hey,” he once again kneeled down in front of her, gently cupping her face with his hands.

“It’ll be okay. I’ll just be outside,” he said pointing to the bathroom door.

“You ... you won’t go far? You ... you won’t leave me alone?”

Her voice sounded so scared, so alone that Kyle just wanted to gather her back into his arms and protect her, but instead he just smiled at her.

“Hon, you couldn’t get rid of me if you tried. I’ll just be on the other side of this door while you get undressed and in the tub, okay?”

“O-okay,” replied a shaky Tess.

Once Kyle was out the door she let the wet and ruined dress fall to the floor, soon her undergarments joined it. Sliding into the warm tub Tess pulled her knees up too her chest and once again let the tears fall down her face.

From his spot on the outside of the door Kyle listened to Tess as she got into the tub and started crying. Placing his forehead against the wood Kyle leaned into the small flimsy door that separated him from Tess.

“God what the hell happened to her tonight?"




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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) cpt 24 (12/Sep/09)

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Chapter 24.

As the warm bath water started to invade her body, Tess began to feel it wash away the cold numbness she felt at her father’s rejection. Unfortunately this also had a bad side effect, now every single muscle in her body ached due to her falling and running in the rain.

She sank beneath the water surface, submerging her head and holding her breath. She looked out at the world from beneath the water and wondered to herself if anyone would really notice her missing. Could she do it? Was she brave enough? Who the hell would miss her if she never came from beneath the surface again? She stayed like that until the need for oxygen started to burn her lungs. She slowly came out of the water and started to wash her hair.

“Kyle, are you still here?” she shouted as she massaged the shampoo through her hair.

Kyle's voice drifted through the closed bathroom door.

“Yes I’m still here. I told you I wouldn't go anywhere.”

The fact that he’d stuck to his promise and not left her alone made her feel better. To be honest she couldn’t remember how she’d even gotten to the store. She didn’t know how long she’d been running. All she could remember was the feeling of being alone, alone without a mother or a father, a father, who it seemed, cared more for his multimillion dollar company than he ever did for her.

With this thought she started to sob again.

She heard a gentle knock before Kyle's voice came through the door again.

"Tess sweetie, are you okay in there?"

"Yes..." Tess used her hand to wipe the tears off her face "....I'm, I’m fine. I'll be out in a sec."

"It's okay, take your time but yell if you need anything, okay?"

"Okay."

As soon as she finished bathing, Tess got out of the tub and dried herself off. Reaching down she grabbed the spare set of clothes Kyle had given her to wear, a pair of boxer shorts and football jersey. After slipping the, rather large, USC football jersey over her head she held it against her nose and could smell the aroma that was Kyle Valenti. She closed her eyes and felt a wave of happiness and safety wash over her.

She came out of the bathroom still drying her hair with the towel. Kyle gently took her by the arm and sat her back down on the bed.

“Do you want to talk about it Tess?” asked Kyle.

She dropped the towel she was using onto the bed and tears filled her eyes again. Kyle wanted to kick himself for bringing the subject back up, just as she seemed to have finally calmed down.


Now although Kyle had always tried to be there for Tess he was at a loss of what to do here. Crying women were NOT something he was used to dealing with. Growing up, his sister and his mother had never been known as the crying types. Had you done something to either Maria or Amy Valenti, they were more likely to smack you around the back of the head than cry.

The tears that were swimming in her eyes started to gather at the corner. She blinked slightly and one fell down her cheek. Kyle gently rubbed the tear away with the pad of his thumb while mentally cursing himself for bringing up the subject again.

“Hey listen, if this is too hard for you to talk about you can wait until you are ready to tell me,” said Kyle in a gentle voice.

“No Kyle ... I ... I want to tell you everything but it’s just so hard to finally realise ...” the sobs came in earnest again and Kyle just wrapped his arms around her and held her close to him until she was ready.

After a little while she finally calmed down enough, raised her head from his shoulder and looked into his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to come here and ruin your night by acting like such a blubbering idiot," she gave him a weak smile.

Her attempted to try to lighten the mood fell a little flat.

"I'm not worried about my night Tess," Kyle shook his head.

"What I am worried about, is you. I know something bad happened tonight. You’re supposed to be having fun with your dad right now, instead of here crying your eyes out. What the hell happened?”

Kyle was becoming increasingly concerned. Did someone mug her on the way home or something? Is that how come she had those cuts along her knees and hands?

His anger rose slightly at he thought of anyone laying a harmful hand on her. Why he'd track them down and kill them himself, Buddha be damned!

“I’m not as important as his meeting, Kyle,” said Tess in a very sad tone.

"Who’s meeting sweetie? Who are we talking about here?"

"My dad, his meeting."

“So it’s because of him you are in this state?” asked Kyle incredulously.

Tess just nodded her head as another tear streaked down her face.

“What the hell happened Tess?”

So Tess sat there and poured her heart out to Kyle. How wonderfully happy she had been at her father finally making an effort on her birthday. How he’d ordered her one of the best, most expensive, champagnes that the restaurant stocked.

How it took months in advance to book a table there ... and then how she sat there for over two hours waiting for him to show up. Having everyone in the restaurant giving her pity stares as they realised she was being stood up. How she had finally phoned her father to find out where he was only for him to give her the brush off because he was at a meeting and how the fact that he’d forgotten it was her birthday.

As Kyle took in more of the story his anger grew to palpable proportions. What was wrong with this man? Did he not realise that he had the most beautiful daughter in the world? Did he not realise that although sometimes she got things wrong, she was actually quite an intelligent individual!

Her father needed his head testing as far as Kyle was concerned. He suddenly had an idea of how to put a smile on her face.

“Listen Tess, I’ll just be a minute okay?”

He went to walk away but Tess latched onto his arm and held on for dear life. He used his other hand and gently ran it through her hair.

“Now, now, I just need to go and put your dress in the dryer and then I need to run downstairs to get you a nice warm cup of Latté, is that okay?”

Relaxing a little, Tess let her death grip on Kyle's arm go and nodded “Yeah that would be great, thanks Kyle.”

Making his way to the bathroom Kyle scooped up Tess's clothing off the floor and then gave her one last reassuring look before quickly making his way to the laundry room. Opening the dryer door he was about to put her dress into it when he stopped himself in mid throw.

Moron! This isn't one of your old Guns n Roses tour shirts that you can just throw in for a quick hot dry and tumble! Damn thing feels like silk and is probably worth more than you make in a month...or two...or three! Read the damn label and see the right way to dry this thing!

Holding the dress up Kyle begin fumbling around looking for a label with washing/drying instructions on. Not finding it at the top, where it would be on all of his clothing he began to turn the dress inside out.

"Where the hell are you? Ah there you are!" finally finding the tag, Kyle held it up close to his face to get a better look at it.

"Wash in only, yeah, yeah, yeah I don’t need to freaking wash it, I just want to dry it. Okay here it is, dry on a low heat only, okay."

Placing the dress gently into his dryer Kyle shut the door, turned the knob over to low heat and then left as the dryer began working its magic.

He then headed down the stairs and prepared a nice hot Latté for her and also picked up his surprise. When he walked back into the room where Tess was, his breath caught in the back of his throat. There she was, sitting in the middle of his bed with her legs underneath her, her hair all wet and stringy, sticking to her skin and he’d never seen his jersey look so good on anyone before, including himself.

He placed the Latté on the end table next to her and then instructed her to close her eyes. After she did as she was told Kyle sat down beside her and then pulled the little cupcake from behind his back and lit the candle.

"Okay you can open your eyes now."

Kyle started singing Happy Birthday to her and as soon as she opened her eyes.

She couldn’t believe that he’d gone to the trouble for her. He’d even ordered in a special cake with a strawberry topping on it.

She looked at Kyle in awe. Nobody had ever done something as thoughtful as that for her.

Kyle noticed the way she was looking at the small strawberry cupcake and just shrugged and smiled.

“Well you said you liked strawberry stuff so I got my brother in law, Michael, to make some up especially for you. For, you know, when you stopped by.”

Tears pooled into her eyes, she scooted over closer to Kyle. She gently blew out the candle and took the cupcake out of Kyle’s hand, placed it onto the table next to her Latté and then turned back towards Kyle.

“You remembered I said that?” asked Tess.

“Of course I remembered!” Kyle smiled a huge adorable grin

"But that was months ago."

"So?" Kyle looked a little confused now.

“Why did you remember it?” asked Tess, curious now.

“Well you said you liked it and it was your favorite ... so I remembered!” said Kyle shrugging his shoulders as if it was no big deal.

That sentence literally made Tess melt. She’d never had a man who’d paid so much attention to her and she loved that feeling.

She closed the distance between them and kissed him like she’d never kissed anyone before. All her emotions came forth from that kiss and it took his breath away. She brushed her tongue along his lip and he opened to her gladly.

The kiss became more passionate, fierce and Tess put her hands under his T-shirt and started to run them over the taut muscles of his impressive chest. God she loved this man. She knew then that it was the right time.

His heart was racing, his blood pumping through his veins and he was just about to lose himself into the sexual haze when Amy Valenti’s voice suddenly spoke in his mind.

Remember Kyle, you should never ever take advantage of a woman when she is vulnerable.

Kyle broke away from the kiss long enough to get out a few words.

“Tess maybe we ...”

But that was all he got out before Tess was on him again, kissing him passionately.

Remember Kyle, that you should never do something that either one of you will wake up and regret in the morning!

"Tess..." Kyle said in between kisses "...sweetie..." more kissing. Finally Kyle had to put both his hands on Tess's shoulders and gently pushed her back a bit.

“Hey Tess, we shouldn’t be doing this right now. You’re upset over your dad and you aren’t thinking straight right now. I don’t want you regretting this in the morning,” he said with a gentle tone.

Tess’s face turned hard, “Kyle, you think too much,” she said as she attacked his lips again.

She broke the kiss briefly to pull his shirt off and then continued to kiss him while dropping the garment to the floor. Again she pressed her body tight to his for some more kissing. She took a step back, stared into his eyes and started to raise his jersey off of her.

Remember Kyle, a gentleman does what's right for a lady even if it puts his needs second.

“For god sakes MOM GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!!” thought Kyle.

Kyle knew that if Tess went any further with her ministrations he wouldn’t be able to stop her. So he grabbed her by the hands to stop her from removing her shirt and gave one last ditch attempt to talk some sense into her.

“Oh god Tess, believe me I want this so bad but right now you aren’t thinking straight. You’ve had a bad night and you will only regret it in the morning.”

Tess let her hand drop from the jersey she was wearing and she looked deep into Kyle eyes. "I just want to feel like I'm important to someone."

"Oh sweetie you are already important to ME," Kyle pulled her closer to him and buried his face in her neck "And whether we have sex or not doesn’t even factor into it."

Tess lifted her head up off Kyle's shoulder “Do you love me Kyle?”

He answered without hesitation.

“Of course I love you Tess. I love everything about you but you just aren’t thinking straight right now and I couldn’t risk losing you. Why don’t you just sleep on it for tonight and then if you still feel the same way tomorrow then we can tackle that in the morning.”

“Okay,” she replied.

“Okay? Good. I’ll see you in the morning Tess,” replied Kyle as he started to get up off the bed.

“Kyle?”

“Yes.”

“Would you stay here with me tonight? I don’t ... I mean ... I don’t mean in a sexual way. I just need the comfort for tonight,” she explained hoping that he wouldn’t turn her down. Two rejections in one night were enough for her fragile state to handle.

“What in the same bed?”

“Yes Kyle,” she said as she patted the bed they were sitting on.

“Okay.”

Kyle stripped off his shoes and socks and threw them next to his shirt on the floor but that was all he took off. There was no way he was going to be tempted tonight. He had to behave himself, so that meant the jeans stayed on.

He climbed in next to her and wrapped her up in his arms when she scooted in close to him. She lay her head on his chest and fell quickly into a deep sleep. She was so exhausted after the long journey home and from all the crying.

Kyle gently stroked Tess’s hair and listened to her breathing as it became even. He knew that she had fallen asleep. He watched her sleep for a little while, breathed in the scent of her hair and flinched when her soft, silky leg came across his waist. Oh this was going to be one of the hardest things he’d ever had to do in his life but he knew it was for the best.

The warmth of her body and the rhythm of her breathing soon had Kyle drifting off into a deep sleep.



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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) cpt 25 (16/Oct/09)

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Chapter 25.


After Liz had slammed the mansion's front door shut she marched herself up to her room. Throwing her purse and car keys on her bed. She paced her room, fists clenched into her side, arms straight and with a look of thunder on her face. She had never been so angry in her life!

Just who the hell did Max Evans think he was? There was no way that he could treat HER like this and get away with it. Didn't he know just who the hell she WAS?!

She was Liz Parker!

Men wanted her, women wanted to be her...hell there was probably a large amount of women out there who wanted her too!

She had more money and power than some countries....okay well her father had that but one day it would be hers! So just who the hell did this Max Evan's think he was calling her that?!

What was wrong with that man? First of all he wasn't interested. Then he finally admitted his feelings for her outside by the pool and gave her that amazing passionate kiss and then he virtually called her a slut tonight.

The more she thought about it the angrier she got. Was he simply playing with her so that he could stay in her Daddies good books? Had this been his plan all along? Just string her along until his firm won the contract and then what? He'd dump her?

Something inside Liz snapped and she grabbed her purse and keys off the bed. She charged out of her room, down the stairs and towards the front door.

"CHARLES!" she shouted.

The man quickly appeared from nowhere like a freaking ghost.

"Yes Miss."

"I'm going out."

"But ma'am you just got back from being...uh out?"

Blowing up her bangs in frustrations Liz's rolled her eyes "I have something to deal with. I'm not sure what time I'll be back."

"Are you alright Miss," asked Charles taking in her whole demeanour.

"No, Charles, right now I'm far from okay."

"Should I contact your father? Maybe get security to go with you?"

"No" Liz shook her head "I have some 'personal' business to take care of. Nothing I can't handle and then I'll be back."

With that said she stormed out of the house, slammed the door, got in her car and headed straight for Max's apartment. Tonight she would get the truth out of him. Had he been using her all of this time? Had he only got close to her so that he could win the trust of her father? Surely Max wasn't as callous as that ... was he?

She pushed her foot harder against the accelerator pedal and started to break the speed limit. The faster she went the more free she felt. All this frustration had been building inside of her and tonight it was if a dam had burst.

She screeched around the corner and pulled into Max's apartment complex. She slammed the car into a space not really bothering to check if she was straight or not and got out of the car.

She marched up to the doors and tried to open them but they were locked. She pounded on them until she saw that strange man pop up from behind the counter.

"Great, Mr Weirdo to deal with again," she thought to herself.

He wandered over to the door and opened it with his keys, although he still didn't allow Liz to enter.

"Yes miss?"

"Oh hi Clifford, I was wondering whether I could go up and see Max Evans. We've actually been out together tonight but unfortunately he left something in my car and I'm just returning it."

"What at this hour?" asked Clifford.

"Yes it's some important documents he needs for the morning."

"You know I have to announce you. I'm not sure Mr Evans will appreciate me waking him this early in the morning."

"I can assure you that Mr Evans just left my house not too long ago. I know that he needs these files for the morning."

"Just hold there one second Miss. I'm going to have to check with him first."

"OR ... you could just accept this and allow me to surprise him," said Liz handing Clifford a one hundred dollar bill.

He glanced at the bill waving in her hand. He could lose his job for not announcing her but then that was more than he earned in a day.

"Ah what the hell, go on up!" said Clifford as he snatched the bill from her hand.

"Thanks Clifford," said Liz in a sickly sweet voice.

She marched her way to the lift and made her way to Max's floor.

By the time the lift reached Max's floor she was positively fuming. During the elevator ride she had been thinking about all the times that he had spurned her and now this was her chance to find out the truth but if he'd just been using her ... she was going to make him pay.

Plus having to listen to that shitty elevator music didn't help her mood much either!

As she rounded the corner she saw the door to Max's apartment and it was as if it had a big bull's-eye painted on it just waiting for her fist.

*BAM* * BAM* * BAM* *BAM* * BAM*

After a few seconds with no answer Liz's anger got even hotter and she started shouting.

"Max, I know you're in there, open the damn door!!"

********

Max was in the shower letting the hot water run down his head while he stood there letting the warm water work wonders on his face. He was wondering how his life had suddenly turned to shit.

*BAM* *BAM* * BAM* * BAM* *BAM*

Max jerked his head out from under the flow of water when the banging on his door finally made it through the flowing water and to his ears.

"Great just great," Max muttered under his breath as he pulled the shower curtain back and grabbed the towel off its holder.

Why do people always show up when you're inconvenienced in the bathroom? More to the point, who the hell was knocking on his door at this time of the morning?

Drying himself off with the towel Max then wrapped it around his waist and made his way to his door.

*******

*BAM* * BAM* *BAM* * BAM* *BAM*

Hearing the sound of a door being opened behind her, Liz turned around to see a man curiously sticking his head out of his door having heard the loud banging and shouting.

"What's going on out here?"

"Mind your own damn business!" snapped Liz.

The man only gulped, nodded his head and quickly shut the door with a bang.

*******

Max had just unlocked his door and opened it up part of the way when he heard.....

"Mind your own damn business!"

"Oh shit, it's Liz!!" he thought to himself.

Max looked down in horror as he realized that he only had a towel wrapped around himself. He attempted to shut the door so that he could stall Liz long enough to put some clothes on.

*******

Turning back to Max's door, Liz noticed that it was open just a tad but was quickly closing. Taking a deep breath she lowered her shoulder and plowed into it.

*******

Max almost had the door shut and he was suddenly knocked back hard against the wall by a fuming Liz who stormed her way into his apartment. Using one hand to steady himself he used the other to reach down and make sure his towel was still secure.

*******

Once she was inside his apartment she started in on him straight away. She paced the room with her arms held firmly to her side so that she didn't punch Max in the face.

"You know, I went home and started to think of the last couple of months and I realized something ..."

"Erm ... Liz," Max tried to interrupt her so he could go and put some clothes on.

Liz immediately held up her hand to stop Max mid speech.

"Don't Max, you need to hear this."

"Erm ... okay."

"You've just been playing a game with me. You've pretended that you're interested in me so that you could get close to my father."

"No, Liz it's not like..."

She held her hand up again.

"Please do not insult my intelligence even further. I have made my feelings for you perfectly clear. I don't know how much clearer I could make them, but according to you I'm just some little rich girl, OH NO SORRY, SOME SORT OF SLUT, that is just going to use you and dump you! Well you know what Max I've had enough!"

Max couldn't believe that she thought that way about him. Okay at first he was worried that she was only playing with his emotions but he thought that the last few weeks they'd started to become more of a couple and that idea he could get used to.

He opened his mouth to say something when Liz spun around to face him.

"WELL, AREN'T YOU GOING TO say .... some... erm ... something?" she asked her voice going incredibly squeaky towards the end.

Her mouth had suddenly turned arid and she could hardly form sentences in her brain let alone get her mouth to co-operate. She stood there with her mouth agape and her eyes, wide.

Max blushed at Liz's reaction to his body. She just stood there with her mouth open in utter shock.

Liz's eyes roamed Max's naked feet, up the expanse of his firm muscular legs and thighs, perused the towel area and then raked her eyes over that glorious chest of his. She felt that familiar ache between her legs but was damned if she was going to make a fool of herself again.

A moan of pure agony nearly left her throat, as she thought about the gorgeous man standing before her ... and that fact that he would never be hers.

A slight nervous cough and Max's bright red face made Liz snap out of her sexual haze.

"You know what Max I'm done, finished, no more games. You can have my father's business but as far as I'm concerned, you and I are no longer possible."

She turned and headed straight for the door.

Max had a decision to make either he allowed Liz to leave or he risked everything for the woman he loves.

"No," he whispered seductively, as he gently grabbed her arm and spun her around to face him.

"No, what Max?"

"You can't leave," he stated.

"Let go of my arm Max," said Liz with determination.

"I can't," he replied as he cupped her face and brought his lips to hers in a bruising kiss.

The forgotten towel, that Max was holding, pooled down by his feet.
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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) cpt 26 (09/Nov/09)

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Finally I managed to come up with an update for you all. This was totally my fault as I had a real mental block for some reason!! :shock: :shock:

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Chapter 26.


At first Liz froze, she wasn’t going to let him seduce her again, but the intensity of the kiss made her whole body come to life. She felt as if her blood was rushing along her veins and her heart rate increased. She returned the ferocity of the kiss.

As soon as Liz started to respond to Max’s advances, his body craved her. He ripped his lips from hers, kissed along her jaw line, down to the cradle of her neck where he gently nipped and sucked, leaving his mark on her.

“Oh my god Max!” moaned Liz, as he sucked on the sensitive flesh of her neck, just before he crashed his lips back down on hers. A wetness of unparalleled proportions pooled between her legs.

She could feel his hard arousal pushing against her stomach as the kiss intensified.

Liz pushed Max away from her hard and had a mischievous look in her eyes. A look of confusion came across his face until she seductively licked her lower lip before dropping to her knees.

Before Max knew what was going on, Liz had firmly wrapped her small hand around his straining erection. She started a steady rhythm and watched in fascination as a small amount of pre-cum came out of the tip. She looked up at Max and held his gaze as she shot out her tongue and licked the top so she could get her first taste of Max’s essence.

Her eyes darkened with desire and she encased his throbbing manhood with her warm mouth. He fisted the back of her hair and helped her find a rhythm that was suitable for both of them.

“Fuck Liz,” hissed Max as she encased him completely within her mouth. His moans began to fill the room as his hips started to automatically move with her motions.

Max thought he was going to lose it right there with the sensations she was causing in his body.

“Liz,” it came out more of a moan than a command. “Liz if you don’t stop I don’t know how much ...”

At that moment Liz decided to flick her tongue around the ring of his head and gently grab his tightening sack.

His body started to shake and his movements became frantic as his completion drew near.

“Liz...” it was one last warning to her before he reached the edge of no return.

Liz shot her desired filled eyes open and watched Max as she went down on him for the final time.

“God Liz!” he shouted as his spilled seed slid down her throat.

Liz carried on her movements until he was sucked dry and smiled as she released him from her mouth.

Max tried to get his breathing and body back under control. He’d never really lost it like that before and something inside of him snapped as he watched the confident smirk come across Liz’s face.

She didn’t even know what hit her when Max moved so quick and had pinned her hard against the wall.

“So that’s the game you want to play?” he said, mere inches away from face. So close that she could feel the puffs of his breath on her wet lips.

“I ... I ...” Liz stuttered as she saw the look in his eyes.

“That’s what I thought ...”

Without warning Max grabbed the jacket that Liz was wearing and ripped it open to expose her bra clad breasts.

“Beautiful,” was the only word that slipped through Max’s lips before he lowered the jacket down her arms and let it fall on to the floor. He held Liz’s gaze as he removed the bra straps from her shoulders, slowly, his hand skimming her silky skin as he lowered them.

“Please Max,” pleaded Liz as a shiver of anticipation ran through her body.

“Please, what Liz?” asked Max as he ran his hand down the side of her breast. Her breathing hitched and he couldn’t believe how responsive she was to his touch.

He stole her breath from her lungs as he attached his lips to hers in fiery passion. Their tongues duelled for dominance. Max placed his arm around her back and with one hand flicked open her bra then allowed it to fall to the floor.

His hand moved slowly across her back, her skin smooth against his calloused hands, finally to reach and knead her soft mound of flesh.

His mouth replaced his hand, nipping the soft flesh at the side of her breast. He took her hard peak into his mouth and ran his tongue over the top before swirling it around her areola.

“Max,” moaned Liz, as she felt the burning heat of his mouth against her breast. He used his teeth to gently graze her nipple and then followed with his tongue to take away the sting. She fisted his hair forcing him closer to her breast, if that was possible. She bucked against his straining erection as a bolt of aching pain shot down to her core.

“God Max,” she groaned as her legs closed involuntary, trying to ease the ache between her thighs. Max grabbed her ass and lifted her into his strong arms, her legs automatically wrapping around his waist. She could feel his erection pressing into her core, through her trousers.

The ache between her thighs grew and she wanted so desperately for it to be eased. She could feel herself grow wetter down there and she knew exactly what she needed.

“Please Max,” she panted, as his slow, torturous movements driving her wild.

“Please what, my love?” asked Max. He wanted to hear her say it, to confirm that this wasn’t just one sided, that she actually wanted him as much as he wanted her.

“I need ... I have to,” Liz stuttered to get her words out as his welcomed assault on her body continued.

“Say it Liz,” demanded Max.

“I need YOU Max,” replied Liz.

He placed Liz gently on her feet, unzipped her trousers and pulled them down along with her white lacy thong. The aroma of her arousal invaded his senses and his need to taste her became primal.

He cupped her bare ass and lifted her into his strong arms again. He carried her over to the kitchen counter and gently sat her down on the hard surface.

“Shit, that’s cold,” she hissed as the coolness of the counter hit her skin.

“Not for long Liz,” said Max seductively before lowering himself on his knees.

He slowly parted her legs, he knew then that the scent of her was something he could never get enough of and from the way it glistened; he knew that she was extremely turned on.

He pushed her legs wider, parted her folds and ran his tongue along the full length of her. Liz arched her back which pushed her heat closer to him. As he gently dipped his tongue into her opening, she placed one hand on the counter for balance and the other grasped at his hair.

Max lapped at her juices like a man that had been denied water for far too long, dipping his tongue into her opening, she felt her orgasm build but she still needed more.

His mouth encased her heated core, licking and sucking at the sensitive flesh. He placed two fingers inside of her, god she was tight but incredibly wet. As his fingers went deeper he found the small nub that would bring her so much pleasure. He began a steady rhythm, touching her g-spot on every entry. He knew she was close so he wrapped his lips around her clit and sucked on it hard.

“Max!” screamed Liz, as the orgasm ripped through her body; her walls clamping down on Max’s fingers. He continued his rhythm until she came back down from her high. He licked his lips, enjoying the taste of Liz on them.

As he stood up and looked at Liz he’d never seen her look so beautiful. Her hair was messy, her lips red and swollen from their kisses. He couldn’t wait any longer and slowly slid his straining member into her warmth.

“Yes!” they both hissed as their bodies finally joined.

“Liz, you feel so good,” growled Max as he slowly slid back into her. He could see her glistening juices on his penis as it disappeared into her core. His hands held her hips as he withdrew himself and then pushed back in.

“Max please,” begged Liz, she grabbed his ass cheeks as she desperately tried to get him to thrust into her harder.

A small smirk appeared on his face before he took her nipple into his mouth, sucked hard as he slammed back inside her. Liz wrapped her legs around his waist, welcoming his powerful thrusts. The moans that escaped Liz’s mouth as he rammed inside her only drove him wilder. He unleashed his primal need and took her as fast and as hard as he could. A slight sheen of sweat covered them both as the sound of their bodies smacking each other filled the room.

Every time Max slammed inside her she could literally feel the breath leaving her lungs. White hot, pulses of pure pleasure was running through her veins. She could feel that familiar tightening of her stomach as she started to reach her peak.

As Liz’s walls began to flutter around Max’s cock he growled at the sensation and the fact that her breast where bouncing with their movements.

“Jesus Max, I’m so close!”

“Me too,” said Max as he continued to thrust deep inside her.

He felt her walls clamp down on his cock as her orgasm took over her body. A few more thrusts and Max spilled his seed deep inside her.

Without removing himself from Liz, Max picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. He slowly removed himself from her body and instantly felt the loss. He gently placed her in the bed, got in himself, wrapped her body into his and they both fell into an exhausted sleep.
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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) cpt 27 (15/Dec/09)

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Okay as you all know my son has been very ill lately with swine flu and is still very bad. I managed to type up this next chapter after numerous bumps from KJ!!! He's been waiting so patiently but I have to say that the love scenes I find the hardest to write and procrastinate over them for way to long!!! I finally sat my bum on the chair last night and stayed up all night to get it finished!! (It's the only quiet time I get right now because Nate is permanently attached to my hip at the moment!!)

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Chapter 27.


As Tess came out of her sleep induced haze, she didn't recognize where she was at first. It was only when she realized that she was pressed against a rock hard body, surrounded by big and yet very gentle arms that she was in fact in Kyle's room.

She turned around in his arms and placed a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Thank you," she whispered, as she removed herself from his arms, slid out of bed and went around to his side.

As she ran her hand through his hair she started to think back to last night and how he never took advantage of her. Most of the guys she'd previously dated would have taken her up on her offer, but not her Kyle.

She watched, as small snores escaped his slightly parted lips and she couldn't help giving him another quick kiss before she attended to her duties.

"I love you, Kyle Valenti," she whispered, as she left his room. Today she was going to do something special, just for him. She was going to make him breakfast in bed.

As she left his bedroom, she realized that she didn't really know where the kitchen was located so as she walked down the hallway she opened each door to check. First of all she found the bathroom then the living room, laundry room and the final door she tried happened to be the kitchen.

As she pensively walked into the kitchen she realized that she'd never really done this kind of thing before.

"I mean, how hard can this actually be?" she asked herself, "I've seen the servants do this a thousand times!"

She walked over to the fridge and noticed a cook book on the top of it.

"GREAT!!! I can't go wrong now!" she said, to herself, feeling proud that she might just accomplish this task.

"Okay, what can I make him for breakfast?"

She turned to the back of the book and looked at the index. Finally she found pancakes and decided that was the best way to go. Most men love their pancakes in the morning!

"Okay let's see what we have here," she said, as she opened the fridge door, "milk, eggs, fresh fruit, some kind of green stuff, bacon, sausages and some sort of beans or lentils. Okay how about pancakes, freshly squeezed orange juice, a fry up and some strong coffee. Yep that should show him how much he means to me!"

She started to pick out all of the ingredients she would need to make Kyle a spectacular breakfast.

As everything was laid out before her she realized something was missing. She checked the recipe book again and went through her list of what was needed.

"Hmmm pancakes ... okay so I need eggs, check, milk, check, water, check, butter, check, flour, FLOUR, that's what I need!"

She started to open and close every single cupboard in the kitchen until she finally found what she was looking for!

"GREAT, FLOUR!!!" she grabbed the pack and placed it on the counter top with all the other ingredients.

As she opened the pack of flour, she started to get a very itchy nose and sneezed.

A massive flour cloud suddenly erupted around her and Tess couldn't even see the tip of her nose through the white powder that was now floating through the air.

When the dust cleared, Tess noticed that the counter, and everything around, had a thin white covering all over it, just as though the kitchen had gone through a major snow storm. Using her forearm to wipe her face she also noticed, it too came back covered in white.

"Great, just great" muttered Tess.

"Okay, sift the flour and salt into a mixing bowl, add eggs and whisk ...what the hell does whisk mean?"

Tess turned to the back of the book again where there was a glossary.

"Whisk, whisk, hmmm ... ah there it is, whisk ... to beat rapidly using a fork, hand or electric whisk to introduce air into a mixture. Ah okay I get it!"

Tess read through the recipe very carefully, making sure to measure out the exact amount of flour, butter, etc. She sifted the flour and salt into the mixing bowl and went back to the instructions.

"Okay, make a well in the center of the flour and add two eggs. Well this is easy!" said Tess, as she plopped two full eggs into the bowl ... shells and all.

"Whisk the eggs and flour together, slowly adding the milk and water mixture..."

By the time Tess had finished following the instructions she turned to look at the picture in the book and then looked at her batter.

"Okay, so I followed the recipe to the letter and yet it doesn't look like the photo in the book or how my family cook Elena used to make them."

Shrugging, she carried on reading the instructions.

"Okay, melt a knob of butter in pan and get it really hot, then turn down to a medium heat. Okay I can do this!"

She turned the ring on the cooker to full blast and let the pan heat until she added the butter. Then turned it down and placed the batter in the pan, along with some freshly chopped fruit.

"Oh Kyle is going to LOVE this!" she squealed.

She decided to concentrate on making Kyle a healthy, freshly squeezed orange juice next. She checked around the kitchen and couldn't find anything that looked like a juicer, so once again she searched through the cupboards. She eventually found a blender and decided that would be good enough.

She proceeded to slice six whole oranges, leaving the seed in and peel on, placed them in the blender and put the lid on.

"Okay, how the hell do I work this thing?"

She turned the dial to one but nothing happened. She tried to switch it to full power, which was six, and still nothing happened.

"What the hell?"

She removed the lid and looked at the contents of the blender before she realised that the damn thing wasn't even plugged in.

"Oh, that's what the problem is!"

As she bent over to plug in the blender Tess forgot that she had not only left the top off, she had also pushed many random buttons on it earlier trying to get it to start.

Much to her horror, as soon as she plugged in the blender, she heard a loud buzzing sound and was soon pelted by bits of orange juice and peel that were flying out of the blender. She, not to mention the kitchen cupboards, counters and floor was plastered with orange.

"SHIT!!" shouted Tess as she grabbed the top of the blender with one hand, using it as a shield as she tried to get it back on top of the blender, while using the other hand to push more random buttons on the blender trying to get it to turn off. Finally hitting the right button, the blender came to a sudden halt.

Standing there, breathing heavily after her ordeal, Tess looked around and realized that the kitchen was now, not only covered in flour, but also globs of blended up oranges. Quite a combination of colors it was!

"Oh for the love of GOD!!!! Why can't I get this one simple thing right?"

She quickly replaced the lid on the blender and continued to pulverize the contents.

Tess found the coffee machine and pulled out Kyle's large can of coffee grounds.

"How much should I put in here?" thought Tess, as she poured in one scoop after another, of the ground coffee, five...six...seven...eight...nine...looking down at the coffee pot and then the can of ground coffee, Tess scooped up one more just to be safe...TEN! She then poured water into the container and switched on the machine.

"At least that's one thing that can't go wrong!"

Now Tess was not stupid, she realized that to make everything come together at once she had to plan her cooking time carefully. She decided that it was time to put on the bacon, sausages and hash browns.

She placed another good knob of butter into a large frying pan, added the bacon, sausages and hash browns, at the same time. She turned the heat to high, hoping that they would cook quicker.


*******


Tess served up the first pancake onto a plate and proceeded to put more butter and batter into the pan to cook. She grabbed the maple syrup, intending to pour some over the newly cooked pancake, when it suddenly slipped through her fingers, spilling the contents onto the floor and also splashing up all over her legs and feet.

"I guess it was lucky it was in a plastic bottle and not glass!" said Tess, as she grabbed the cloth from the sink and started to wipe up the sticky substance.

Once she was happy that most of it was cleaned away she looked back up to the frying pan and started to turn the food over, so it could cook the other side.

And that was when the smoking started.


*******


A loud, screeching, beeping noise finally filtered through Kyle's sleepy head.

"What the.....?" mumbled Kyle, as he sleepily sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. As he sat there, for a second trying to get his brain out of the haze, he started smelling an aroma that he wasn't sure was pleasant or not, so he decided to investigate.

As he walked closer to the kitchen he could see smoke coming from the gap at the bottom of the door.

FIRE!!

He ran towards it and shouted for Tess to get out of the house. Somehow the kitchen must have caught fire.

As he flung open the door, he couldn't believe the sight before his eyes.

His kitchen looked like an atom bomb had been dropped on it! Standing in the back of his now destroyed kitchen was Tess, her back to him as she stood on a chair smacking at the screaming smoke alarm with the business end of a broom.

"Shut up you lousy piece of plastic crap!!" she screamed.

Finally having enough Kyle had to shout to be heard over the smoke alarm.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON IN HERE??!!"

Startled, Tess spun around in her chair almost tipping it over. Only Kyle's quick reflexes and his grabbing it saved her from a painful fall to the floor. As he straightened the chair back up Kyle got his first good look at Tess from the front.

The top of her head and hair seemed to have some type of orange tint to it. Kyle might have thought hair dye if it wasn't for the rather large section of orange peel that was dangling close to her right ear. Her face and body was covered in some type of white substance which Kyle deduced to be flour and her tiny feet, which were perched in the chair he was holding onto, smelt a whole lot like maple syrup! She was dressed in his USC jersey and these tiny little white boy short panties that showed her firm ass cheeks off to perfection.

Looking down at him Tess' eyes got real big, "Kyle you're awake!!"

"Uh yeah, it was kind of hard not to be with that thing going off," Kyle pointed at the still ringing alarm.

"So, I'm going to ask again, just what in the hell is going on in here?"

"Oh I was just trying to..." *smacks at the alarm again with her broom* "...fix you..." *alarm still going off so Tess smacks it with the broom as hard as she can, breaking off its front cover and making it give one last dying whoop before she turned back to Kyle with a big smile* "...breakfast!"

Holding out his hand, Kyle helped Tess down out of the chair she was standing on.

When she was finally standing in front of him, Tess's smile grew even bigger.

"GOOD MORNING!" she said, as she stood up on the tip of her toes and gave Kyle a very passionate kiss; a kiss that tasted a whole lot like orange flavoured flour to Kyle, if such a thing was possible.

"Uh morning" Kyle muttered out when the kiss was over.

"Come on have a seat!" Tess looped her arm through Kyle's as she headed him toward the kitchen table. He couldn't help noticing how his bare feet stuck to the floor like a Saturday night at a busy bar or club.

"Now here's your seat!" Tess motioned for Kyle to sit down, which he did.

He watched the love of his life pull a smoking skillet off the stove and start to slide it on to his plate, along with half raw sausages, the charred remains of what looked like hash browns and what was once probably bacon.

After sitting the plate down in front of him, she poured him a cup of coffee that was so thick it could be used as tar to pave roads and then a cup of orange juice that literally just plopped into the glass.

When Tess finally saw the disaster she had created and the look on Kyle's face she broke down into a flood of tears.

"Oh Kyle, I was trying to do something special for you! You've always been there for me, no matter what and I just wanted to do, oh hell I don't know, something special for you for a change!" Tess tried to wipe the tears that were pouring down her face "But I guess once again I'm too stupid to do anything right!"

"Hey, hey, hey now!" Kyle quickly got up from his seat; his heart went out to the now blubbering girl that stood next to him. Quickly he wrapped her up in a big hug.

"We'll have no more of that 'you're too stupid' talk anymore you hear me, missy?!" Kyle kissed the top of Tess's head after he felt her nod into his chest.

"You are in no way stupid and I won't stand for you running yourself down like that, you hear me?"

Once again Kyle felt Tess nod into his chest.

"First off, I'm touched that you went to all this trouble for me, really I am. I couldn't care less how good or bad the meal turned out. I would have eaten every last bite of it."

"...and then probably keeled over dead from food poisoning..." Tess mumbled into Kyle's chest.

"True, but I would have done so with a smile on my face, not to mention that my last words would have been how great my last meal was." Kyle smiled as he heard Tess giggle. Reaching down he turned Tess's face up to meet his.

"Tess sweetie, why don't you go and take a shower and I'll clean up in here."

"Okay" nodded Tess, who then looked around at the destruction that had once been called Kyle's kitchen.

"I'm really sorry I destroyed your kitchen."

"Oh, it's no big thing!" Kyle gave Tess an adorable lopsided grin. "Nothing a good mopping and a few new coats of paint won't fix!"

"Thank you Kyle, for everything."

Tess turned and headed towards the bathroom. She couldn't wait to get rid of the smell of oranges out of her hair. Just as she was about to leave the kitchen a sudden thought made her stop and turn to face Kyle. She vividly remembered her fantasy in the shower and she just couldn't resist.

She watched him as he started to clear the awful mess she had made and couldn't love him anymore than she did in that moment.

"Oh Kyle?"

Something in Tess' tone of voice made Kyle turn around.

"Ye..." his voice died as soon as he took in the heavenly sight before him.

Tess had one of her gorgeous shapely legs raised onto a stool and she was slowly rubbing it up and down.

"I think I might need some help cleaning off my back ... and maybe my front as well," she whispered seductively.

Kyle made an audible gulp and nodded nervously.

"Uh yeah, I think I could help you with that."

He watched as she slowly sauntered out of the room, swinging her hips just that little bit extra to hold his attention, the temperature raising in the room for Kyle and his mouth suddenly turning dry.

"Holy shit, this is really happening!" he thought to himself.

Once Kyle finally got his brain in gear he realized that he was still just standing there. He finally managed to get his feet to work and made his way towards the bathroom.

He found his jersey pooled in the middle of the hallway floor. He scooped it and held it to his nose, breathing in the scent that was all Tess. Something floral, like perfume or maybe it was just her natural smell, he wasn't sure. He held the jersey to his chest and continued on his small journey.

By the bathroom door he found her little white boy short panties, god she looked so hot in them. He picked them up and placed both items of clothing on the bathroom shelf as he entered.

"Hey Tess, do you want me to put your clothes in the wash since they seem to be covered in flour and god knows wha..." again his voice failed him.

His eyes bulged out of their sockets when he took in the heavenly vision before him. It nearly floored him, but certainly stole his breath away. He could see the silhouette of her voluptuous breasts, erect nipples and very shapely ass cheeks, through the steam covered glass and he could feel himself grow hard with the anticipation of what was to come.

"Are you just going to stand there? Or are you going to help me get clean?" asked Tess, with slight amusement to her tone.

This was enough to force Kyle out of the daze he'd been in since he had seen her beautiful body.

How the hell could he have gotten so lucky? Was it really possible that this heavenly creature could be in love with him?

Kyle had never moved so quick in his life and was stripped down in seconds. He couldn't understand why, but he was extremely nervous as he reached for the shower door. He certainly wasn't a player but had enough girlfriends to know that he never seemed to disappoint in the bedroom department, but somehow this was something more.

He loved this woman with every fibre of his being and he wanted her to feel cherished and loved.

This wasn't just about sex anymore, or self gratification, this was about her needs, her wants and him wanting to fulfil every one of them.

As he opened the steamy glass door his breath caught in his throat as he watched the shampoo foam from her hair, glide down her gorgeous porcelain back and to the cleft of her ass cheeks. God he'd never seen anything as sexy as that.

"Kyle, your letting in the cold," said Tess, with a fake pout on her lips.

He quickly stepped in behind her and closed the door behind him. He slowly skimmed his hooded eyes over her entire wet body and embedded every perfect feature into his mind.

She could feel his burning gaze as he scrutinized her body. He couldn't resist taking a taste of her glistening skin and he kissed, licked and sucked the little valley between her neck and shoulder, this elicited a deep moan from Tess as she pushed her body flush to his.

"You know Kyle, this has been a fantasy of mine for awhile now," admitted Tess, in a raspy voice.

"Really?" asked Kyle.

"Uh huh!" replied Tess, unable to form words as he continued his feast on her skin.

"Then we'll just have to see if we can make the fantasy a reality," whispered Kyle, in her ear.

Her whole body quivered in anticipation.

"Are you sure about this Tess? I thought you were going to think about it, I don't want you to have any regrets."

"I HAVE thought about it and I want this Kyle!" she stated with determination.

He gently cupped her face, tilted her head back and gently kissed her. It soon became passionate though and he skimmed her lips with his tongue, begging for entrance to that sweet mouth of hers.

Tess gladly complied with the request opening the kiss fully.

He began to kiss her more fiercely as he got to taste her wonderful mouth. He couldn't help the moan that escaped from the back of his throat. He carried on his torturous journey along her neck and eventually down to her ample breasts.

"What was your fantasy Tess?" asked Kyle.

"Oh god, I need ..."

"What? What do you need Tess?" asked Kyle. He wanted to make her fantasy real.

He gently cupped her ample breast into his hand, rolling and gently squeezing her rosy peak between his thumb and forefinger.

Tess grabbed a fist full of his hair and yanked his head down to her breast.

"Touch me, Kyle," commanded Tess.

Kyle used his tongue to titillate around the areola, making her nipple even harder before taking it into his hot, moist mouth. The moan that escaped Tess's lips was enough to drive him forward.

As he continued his ministrations, alternating between each breast, he glided his hand down her flat stomach until he reached the small triangle of blonde curly hair. He gently ran his finger over her folds before slightly parting them to expose the soft pink skin to his touch.

He ran his finger along the length of her before slowly entering his two fingers into her warm depths.

"Oh God this is soooooo much better than any fucking fantasy!" thought Tess, as Kyle's fingers worked their magic.

Tess unconsciously moved her hips in time with each thrust of Kyle's fingers. He glided his thumb across her nub and that was all it took to release her juices. A moan of pure pleasure was forced from her mouth as her body shuddered in completion.

Kyle watched her beautiful face as she finally came down from her high. She looked thoroughly ravished. Her lips were swollen with the kisses and her cheeks flushed from their recent activity.

He'd never seen such an awe inspiring sight.

He grabbed the soap and started to clean the rest of the mess off Tess. She looked at him slightly confused, wondering why he had stopped.

"Don't worry, I haven't finished with you yet," said Kyle seductively.

After he had completed his task, he scooped her still trembling body up into his strong arms, carried her out of the shower to the bedroom and placed her gently on the bed.

"But Kyle I'm still soaking wet!" shrieked Tess.

"Just the way I like my women!" said Kyle, with a goofy looking grin on his face.

Tess couldn't help the giggle that erupted from her mouth, along with a roll of her eyes.

His face suddenly became serious as he looked at her magnificent form laying out in all its glory.

"You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, I love you Tess," declared Kyle as he joined her in bed.

"I love you too Kyle," replied Tess, as a slight shiver ran through her body.

"Are you cold?"

"A little."

"I'll have to see what I can do about that," said Kyle, taking her engorged nipple into his mouth.

Tess's body arched off the bed, her hands fisting the bed sheet as his tongue caused small hot pulses through her body.

She couldn't believe how close he could get her by that one simple act.

Kyle's feelings for Tess took over. He started to kiss her deeply and his body felt as if it was on fire with the passion he felt for her, as his hands skimmed along her skin, wondering how the hell he'd gotten so lucky. Not really believing that this gorgeous woman wanted him as much as he did her.

Their touches were gentle and their love for each other showed in the way they worshipped each others' body. He ran a finger over her moist folds, inserted his fingers and rubbed her sensitive nub with his thumb.

He knew that Tess was close to completion but he didn't want to get her there just yet. He moved his body over hers and gently parted her legs with his knee. As he felt her walls begin to flutter against his fingers he removed them from her body and Tess whimpered in frustration at the loss of contact. He looked into her eyes and saw only love and acceptance. He inched slowly inside of her allowing her body time to adjust before thrusting deep inside of her, making her scream his name and cum instantly.

He slowly moved in and out of her warmth, allowing her to come down from her orgasm. Tess began to thrust her hips in time with Kyle and they both found a suitable rhythm that brought them both maximum pleasure.

As their orgasm built again, their bodies started moving in a heated frenzy. Screams of pleasure resonated around the room as they both reached their climax together.

Once they had finally got their breaths back, Kyle gave Tess a gentle kiss.

"I love you Kyle. I've never felt so cherished in all of my life," admitted Tess.

"I'm going to spend my days making you feel that way," promised Kyle, as he pulled out of Tess.

He pulled her flush against his body and it wasn't long before they both fell into a peaceful sleep.
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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) cpt 27 (15/Dec/09)

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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) cpt 28 (20/Jan/10)

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KJ and I would like to thank everyone who nominated and voted for this story in the awards. Also a HUGE thanks to everyone that left feed back.

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Chapter 28



The sun's morning rays broke through the cracks of the blinds and inched their way across the bed until they made contact with Liz's sleeping face. This woke her up from her deep slumber causing her to groan in protest.

Sitting up slowly in the bed, Liz let out a monster yawn as she stretched her arms up over her head trying to wake up. Once the yawning and stretching was complete, she took stock of her situation and was shocked at what she found.

It was morning!

She had stayed overnight at a guy's place!

She NEVER stayed overnight at a guy's place. Well okay, there was that one time in Vegas but that one didn't count! It wasn't a guy's place! Just some penthouse suite he had rented out!

But this was Max's place!

She was also in Max's bed!

And she was in Max's bed alone!

There was just something not quite right with this whole situation.

Liz shook her head. “What am I still doing here anyway?”

She had finally got what she wanted from Max, a great fuck, so why did she stay the night with him? Why was she still sitting in his bed?

“Cut it off now!” Liz's logical mind shouted out to her. She pulled the covers to one side, exposing herself to the morning chill and making her bare nipples harden.

“You got what you wanted. Now get your clothes on, tell Max it was great and get the hell out!”

As she padded around the small bedroom, looking for her clothing, Liz listened to what her brain was telling her. She had achieved her goal in sleeping with Max so maybe the best thing to do now would be to just thank him for a great night and be done with him.

Now although she was listening to her logical mind, her heart was telling her that she should just see where this thing with Max was heading.

Sighing, Liz decided not to think anymore and just concentrate on finding her clothes.

After a few minutes of the futile task of looking for her clothes, Liz remembered that all of her clothing was scattered across Max’s living room floor. Normally this wouldn’t bother Liz and she would have no problem walking out of the bedroom completely naked but something inside told her to grab some of Max’s clothing and put them on.

She went to his closet, pulled out a blue pin striped shirt to put on, grabbed a pair of socks from one of his drawers and put them on her cold feet. As she walked past one of Max’s mirrors she nearly screamed from shock as she took in the sight of her bird nest hair. She grabbed a hairbrush off the nearby counter and did her best to get rid of all the knots and tangles. Liz sighed after looking at herself in the mirror and opened the bedroom door.

She stopped dead in her tracks at the sight before her. Max was as naked as the day he was born, except for a pair of boxers that covered the most essential bits from the splatter of fat, as he fried some bacon.

Liz leaned up against the door frame and admired the view before she made herself known. Robert Palmer’s ‘Addicted to Love’ was on the radio. Max was swaying his hips and doing a little dance as he continued to cook breakfast for both of them.

He started to sing and move each buttock cheek up and down in time with the music. It took all of Liz’s control not to laugh, it was sexy but oh so funny.

“You see the signs, but you can’t read,
You’re runnin’ at a different speed,
Your heart beats in double time
Another kiss and you’ll be mine, a one track mind,
You can’t be saved,
Oblivion is all you crave,
If there’s some left for you
You don’t mind if you do

WHOA, you like to think that you’re immune to the stuff, oh yeahhhhhhhh
It’s closer to the truth to say you can’t get enough
You know you’re gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to love!”

Max was using the spatula as a microphone. He threw it across to his other hand and spun around ready to sing the chorus. He had his eyes closed and was swaying his hips side to side as he belted out the chorus.

“Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love, whoa!
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love
Might as well face it, you’re addicted to love”

[Instrumental break]

As the instrumental part of the song came on Max did his air guitar manoeuvres and nodded his head. He then raised the spatula back to his mouth ready for the rest of the song.

“Hmmm, good looking, great in bed, can sing, dance and cook!!! What more could a girl ask for. Why the hell hasn’t some girl snapped him up yet?” thought Liz, but then she was shocked when she realised how angry she was getting thinking of another girl getting her hands on him.

All the earlier thoughts she had had over just cutting it off with Max and getting the hell out of there was now gone. Nope, Max was hers and nobody else was going to get a look in, if she could help it.

“Your lights are on, but you’re not home
Your will is not your own
You’re heart sweats, your teeth gr... holy shit!”

He made a grab for the volume, on the Radio, as soon as he saw Liz standing by the bedroom door with a bemused smile on her face. She watched as Max’s face, right to the very tip of his ears, turned a beetroot red, when he realised she was standing there.

“Uh, how long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to see that you could either go on American Idol or Dancing With The Stars, you Robert Palmer imitator!”

“I’ve ... I’ve made breakfast, sit down at the table. It’s ready to serve,” said Max, pointing to the table with his fake microphone.

“Are you going to eat, like that?” asked Liz, pointing to his attire and blushing.

“Why Liz, is that a blush I see on your face? It’s not like you haven’t been up close and personal with my body,” stated Max, as he sat down serving the last slice of bacon onto Liz’s plate.

Liz decided to change the subject before she felt uncomfortable, or she had to explain to Max that she didn’t normally do the morning routine thing.

“So, you can cook huh?”

“Yeah, of course I can cook. I’ve been doing it for years,” replied Max.

“So, did your mom teach you?”

Max almost choked on the forkful of scrambled egg he just placed in his mouth, as he erupted into a hardy laugh.

“What’s so funny Max?” asked Liz, getting slightly annoyed that he was laughing at her.

“Sorry, sorry,” Max coughed, trying to stop his laughter. “It’s just the idea of MY mom, of all people, trying to teach someone to cook; well it’s just too funny!”

“What?” asked Liz, confused.

“It was the cook we had growing up who taught me all my culinary skills. My mother was NOT a very good cook Liz. She used to practice new recipes and to be honest, how the hell we never ended up with food poisoning is beyond me!”

The toast that Max had been preparing before they sat down for breakfast suddenly popped up out of the toaster. Max got out of his chair and started to butter the toast.

“You know, I don’t understand why you haven’t been snapped up by some girl, you can sing, cook and after last night I know for a fact that you have a BIG...”

Max quickly turned around and shoved a piece of buttered toast in to Liz’s mouth, before she completed the sentence.

A smile graced her beautiful lips. She bit down on the toast, chewed it and then said...

“I WAS going to say ears, BIG ears.”

“Sure you were Liz,” said Max blushing.

This elicited another giggle from Liz. He loved making her smile and laugh. She looked so beautiful when her face was lit up with joy. Well, she looked beautiful no matter what she was doing according to Max.

“So, do you have any plans for today?” asked Max.

“Except from going home and changing?”

“Yeah, besides that.”

“No, I will have to phone T... my friend when I get back to the house though.”

She almost let Tess’ name slip from her mouth. ALMOST.

“Do you fancy doing something together today?” asked Max hopefully.

"Why I would love too," smiled Liz.
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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) cpt 28 (20/Jan/10)

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THANK YOU to everyone who nominated and voted for us!!!!! I only found out by reading Carrie's feed back. I didn't even know the winners had been announced!!!!!!

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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) cpt 28 (20/Jan/10)

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Just wanted everyone to know that this story is not dead :lol: :lol:

Jan has just been very badly sick with a flu bug and is laid up for a bit.....but we got an update just about done when she gets better.
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Re: The Art of Seduction (AU, M/L, K/T ADULT) A/N 18/Mar/10

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Hi everyone,

I'm working on the update today. Sorry for the delay.

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