Chapter 1

Damon

Her big brown eyes meet mine over the rim of her glass, I had never seen eyes like it. They reminded me of a doe as they what felt like to have burned into my soul. Her lips coated in the same shade as the liquid that slowly teases as she slowly tilts the glass then touches her lips, her skin as white as moonlight contrasting against both shades. Her face framed by long chocolate straight hair, Heat rushes through my body and I….

“I’m back, sorry I was so long”

I’m snapped back into reality as my blind date sits back in her seat blocking my view of the dirty fantasy I was about to construct in my head. The sound of muffled voices and restaurant activity faded back into my hearing and disappointment shrouded me as I remembered where I was and what I was doing.

“hello?”

My blind date, Becky? Bethany? I can’t remember her name, I know its rude but I knew this wasn’t going to end with us going home together so I didn’t waste my time remembering her name just like the other dates I go on, she waves her hand in my face trying to get my attention. I snap myself back mentally and look towards her. I clear my throat preparing to speak.

“Sorry, what was that?”

“Do you know what you want yet?”

I hadn’t even looked at the menu yet, once we was seated at our table this girl hadn’t stopped speaking about herself. How she wants to make it big with her fashion business, how she wants to move out of her parents house as soon as she gets famous and rich and how she has never been on a blind date before. Neither had I and I don’t think I want to do it again I only agreed because my friend Aaron thought we would like each other. I have been on plenty dates with plenty girls just like her. We will eat dinner. Exchange boring stories of each other. Head back to mine or hers. Have mundane sex that will only just fulfil my basic sexual needs. I don’t know why I keep dating women like this, becomes habit I guess.  

She flicks her blonde her over her fake tanned shoulder. She was a lot younger than me from what I could gather from her attitude and the way she held herself.  

I shift in my seat as I glanced over the menu and started to read some of the dishes. I realised I hadn’t replied to her question yet and it had been quite a bit of time.

“I haven’t really had a look yet” I take a sip of my scotch.

She fiddles with one of her rings on her finger as she looks over the menu herself. I notice her French tips nails and cringe. I hate French tip nails.

“I follow this influencer that ate here once and she took a photo of this dish that looked so good it got so many likes, I want that but I’m not sure what it’s called” she turns her body in her chair.  

“excuse me” She waves over a server when she sees one he’s walking in our direction already holding an empty tray.

She shows him a photo of the dish and he tried his best to figure out what she was looking for. I took this opportunity to look over her shoulder as she has leaned over into the server to see if the red lipped goddess was still sat at the bar. She was but she wasn’t alone. A well dressed tall blonde man was perched on the stool next to her he was handsome. That infuriated me for some reason. I was watching them, their body languages specifically trying to figure out if it was a boyfriend or a date. She looked awkward and avoided looking at him as much as she could, her body language was uninviting to him but with an air of confidence still. First date possibly. She smiled at something and it sent a rush of heat through my body, I have never reacted this way about just purely looking at someone and it was confusing. She caught me looking and our eyes met again she paused what she was saying to her date as we locked onto each others gaze. Her big brown doe like eyes, my pants start to feel tight as I imagine what those eyes would look like looking up at me as she….

“Damon, the server is waiting for your order”

Yet again I’m snapped back into reality, both the waiter and my date are staring at me. Her eyebrows raised in an impatient manor.

“I’ll just take the rump steak please, rare”

“lovely sir, what sauce would you like with that?”

“none thank you, ruins the flavour” I close the menu and hand it back to him he thanked us and took our menus before walking away. My date started to look at me again suspiciously.

“Are you nervous or something you seem a bit spaced out”

I didn’t really know how to respond to that, I want to end this date early I’m bored and more interested in the stranger across the room.  

“No, I have just had a long week at work” I shift again in my seat.

She nods in agreement and checks her phone again when a notification noise fills the awkward silence. I tried to engage in conversation with her I thought I would make at least a little effort but it goes nowhere. We finish our mains over mostly stale conversation about each other and her checking her phone, I excuse myself to the bathroom mainly to get away from this for a little bit as it was boring as fuck. I place my napkin on the table as I stand and smooth over my tie with my palms.

As I head towards the gents I look around the room to see if my mystery goddess is still around. But I couldn’t see her. Her “date” was sat alone at the bar now. I guess she must have left? Fuck. I still had ways to find her if she had but I wasn’t expecting not to see her again tonight. I was looking for the door to the gents when suddenly I collided with something. I turned my head as I tried to steady myself to see what I had bumped into when I could smell a sweet smell of vanilla and honey. When I noticed what it was my body buzzed with heat and my head felt dizzy. Big brown doe eyes look up at me and my cock hardens instantly.

“Oh sorry, I was erm not paying attention to where I was going”

Her voice was raspy and sexy, nothing like how imagined. She was still looking up at me with those big fucking eyes that could easily knock any man down, now that I was close enough I was taking in the details of her face. Freckles scattered on her nose, a cute little scar on the left of her forehead. I realised I needed to reply as I was just staring at her, hands hovering in the air from the after math of steady myself.

“no its fine I was also not paying attention” I say with a small grin.

She tightens her lips trying to hide a smile. God I wished she smiled I wanted to see it up close although that might have ruined me on the spot.

“I was just looking for the ladies toilets” she said as she looked to her left and then her right giving me a full 180 of her face. Unknowing to her I was taking it all in. I then look behind her at the door with the sign ladies on the front. I nodded towards it.

“just behind you, I was looking for the gents”

She copied my action. “just behind you also”

I turned to see the door labelled gents behind me. I turn back to her still with a small grin, I look at her plump red lips and imagine grabbing her and licking them until all that red lipstick has come off. Or what that colour would look like at the tip of my cock. Fuck I need to calm down, what’s wrong with me.

“Glad we could help each other out” a sentence I never would have considered to be sexy but coming from that sexy husky voice of hers.

She doesn’t hide her smile anymore and turns and walks into the ladies room. I watch her hips hugged by that black silk dress sway away from me and disappear behind the door. The smell of vanilla and honey slowly disappears while I stand staring at the door as it shuts behind her. Now left confused as to how this stranger I only locked eyes with just over an our ago has left me in such a state and the short interaction has confirmed what thoughts I had before. It felt like a whole other side to me has unlocked. Whoever this goddess was I wanted her. I needed her.

Fuck.

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