Whistling

*The start to a story that I was doing for a fan fiction site. I never posted it, perhaps I should? Not all the way finished it. Perhaps it is time to complete this tale.*

   The whistling was getting on her nerves now and she walked faster. Her head down, collar up on her jacket she moved quickly along the dark street trying to ignore the two men who followed her. Damn, she forgot her pepper spray in the hotel room due to being in such a hurry to get to the concert. Now she had two drunken fuckers following her down the street cat calling and whistling at her. She knew she was going to have to kick their asses but she was so not in the mood. She had her favorite boots on and did not want to ruin them. These things were a Tripp special, not made any more and hard to find. If she scuffed them on one of their faces she would be pretty damn upset.

   She kept walking and ignoring hoping they would get tired of the game but her inner warning system was clanging at full volume and she knew it would get down to the nasty.
She noticed it became quiet and she paused in her headlong stride to look back. They finally got tired of the game and had turned off into an alley. Thank goodness, she really did not want to hurt them she just wanted to go back to her hotel, get in the tub and dream about Shannon. The way he drummed tonight was so awesome it made her body ache with pleasure. His hard hitting beats and his sheer intensity always got her heated up.
 She walked along at a slower pace reliving the concert, seeing Shannon bang those drums and singing along to the songs his brother Jared sang. Now that singer, Jared, was one hell of a hot man but she had a thing for Shannon. There was something in that caramel gaze of his that sent her libido into over drive.

“How’s it going babe?”

A male voice said in front of her and she stopped suddenly. Shit, one of the drunken fuckers was in front of her. She went to turn back the way she came but his accomplice was already there grinning stupidly at her. She let a soft sigh escape and she turned to the one that could speak.

“It’s not going real well at the moment but if you get out of my way my night will improve greatly.” She said in a soft voice laced with steel.

“Hey you are a rude bitch. We just wanted to see if you wanted to party.” Drunken fucker number one said.

“Oh well I am sorry but no thank you.” She said with sarcasm and went to step around him.

His hand clamped down on her arm tightly and she felt her anger rise. It went up another notch when she felt drunken fucker #2 come up to press against her back.

“You better remove your hands from me if you know what is good for you.”
Her voice remained soft but her gaze was hot and angry on the eyes of the idiot.

“Oh what are you gonna do bitch. Kick me? Beat me up?” he said laughing.

His friend hands had slid around to her front and were trying to slide up her jacket to her breasts.  She growled softly, eyes gleaming silver in the night which made the first idiot falter a bit but then a voice cut through her growls.

“How about I kick both your asses?”A new male voice came loud and clear.
“Take your damn hands off her right now.”

“There is one of you and two of us asshole. Mind your business or we will kick your…”

Before he could finish his sentence he was being dragged backwards to be tossed to the ground. He stood there, streetlight illuminating her savior. She felt faint at the sight of Shannon himself standing there with fury in his eyes.

“Get up loser. Let me kick your ass.”
He said as he advanced towards the man on the ground.

The second drunken asshole had let go and she turned to face him as he was an unknown threat at the moment. She felt her body go into its natural fighting stance.

“Come on boy; put your hands on me again. I dare you.” She growled at him.

He took a step backwards then ran towards his friend who was still on the ground stunned.
“Come on man, let’s go.”

 He tugged at him and then both were running off down the street.

She spat on the street after their retreating forms and then turned to Shannon.
“Thank you for that. I appreciate your coming along at the right time."
 She said smiling as her heart and stomach flipped around in her body at the excitement of the night.

“No problem. I am sorry they got their filthy hands on you. Why in the hell are you walking out here alone anyway?” He said and moved closer, his eyes gleaming with concern.

“I can take care of myself and my hotel is literally around the corner.” She said smiling at him and tried not to look star struck.

“Please allow me to escort you to your hotel? My name is Shannon.” He held out his hand, a gentle smile on his luscious lips. All she could do is think about kissing them or how they would feel against her skin. Good God she needed to get a grip.
“HI Shannon, I am Sky and I just got out of the concert. It is such a pleasure to meet you.”

She settled her hand into his and sighed inwardly as my skin made contact with his. She felt the calluses there from all the drumming. She began to think about how those hands would feel sliding along…

“Oh you were at the show? How did you like it?” he said as he began to walk holding her hand.
Her wandering thoughts were stopped as his voice wrapped around her.

“The show was incredible as it always is. I have seen you guys in concert about 20 time’s now.”
“And we have never met? That is a shame!”
“Well I guess I was just too shy to do it. I never got golden tickets. I admired you from a far.”
She said feeling her face blush a little. She was glad it was dark so he could not see the shyness pouring forth.

He chuckled softly then paused and looked down at her with a smile.
“Are you up for a late drink? I would really like to talk to you some more.”

She was lost in his gaze for a moment then realized they had stopped in front of her hotel. A glance around made her feel all tingly and she decided it was time to be bold with a man once in her life.
“A drink sounds wonderful. This hotel has 24 hour room service so we could go to my room. “
She said with what she hoped was a seductive smile on her lips.

“Sounds like a plan. Let’s go.” He said and turned toward the hotel doors.

She was flabbergasted as she was going to be sitting in her hotel room with Shannon. It was like a dream come true and she really needed to not fuck it up with her weirdness.

Their food and drink orders placed she realized it was not terribly late and she hoped he would stay for a while. It was only 12:30 so they could have time to chat and such. She felt her nerves pop up and she settled onto the other end of the small couch in the suite.

“I have not seen you guys go to Salt Lake in a long time. What has kept you away?”
She said tucking her legs underneath her.

“We don’t draw a good crowd for some reason in Utah so we have not stopped there in a few years. We hate to do it but if we can’t sell the tickets it ends up costing us money.”

“I can understand that. I am used to traveling to see you guys now. Denver is a good city and not too far from where I am in Utah.

“You are in Salt Lake then?”

She shook her head and smiled. “Nah, I got out of the city and live in a small mountain town called Heber. It is a nice place, not too far from Park City.”

He nodded smiling, “I know where Park City is. We go there to snowboard every winter. You board?”

“Ya I used to do it a lot but I got into martial arts a few years ago and have concentrated on that. Things change in life and I changed with them.”
She did not want to get into this weird part of her life. She had a story to cover the strange happenings but she did not want to talk about it with someone such as Shannon. She was sure he would not want to hear some unbelievable story. She figured he was here out of pity and concerns at her almost attack. Little did he know that she could have killed both men without breaking a sweat and that knowledge sometimes did make her sad and more than a little scared of herself.
Saved by the knock at the door she jumped up and allowed the room service to enter.
Shannon was there pressing some bills into the man’s hand as he stepped back from the cart of food and drinks.

“Thank you sir. “The man said to Shannon then quickly left.

She turned to look at Shannon who was popping open one of the beers that they had ordered. His movements were all graceful but one hundred percent man. He always seemed to astound her with his grace when she watched him in videos or interviews. He was a self assured man which was a big time turn on for her. Men who were strong but vulnerable were hard to come by these days.
He was working on getting the cork out of the wine she had ordered and she came to stand beside him. Watching the muscles in his arms and shoulders flex at the movements he made while pulling the cork. She was fascinated with his skin, his tattoos and without thinking her fingertips glided over the tattoo on his arm and she felt him grow still.
Her gaze met his, she felt almost drunk as she was so lost in the sensation of his skin against her fingertips. His caramel gaze darkened slightly and he smiled.

 “You have the most beautiful eyes.” She said without thinking.

Absently she realized Shannon set aside the wine and had turned fully towards her. His hand came up to slide along her jaw and his softly spoken words filled her with excitement.

“You are so beautiful and I love your eyes as well. Summer grass is what they make me think of.”

 He leaned closer and then his lips pressed softly to hers. A whimper of pleasure escaped her as she felt his lips on hers and he took that as an invitation to continue. The kiss deepened and her arms slid around his neck while her body molded to his. She heard his groan of pleasure as her body made contact with his and his arms slipped around her waist to secure to him. The first touch of his tongue made her whole body react with shivers and she allowed him to sweep his tongue fully into her mouth. The kiss went on forever it seemed and each stroke of his tongue in her mouth sent spikes of tingly pleasure all over her body. Finally she pulled back and looked up at him. She knew her lips were red and puffy with his kisses and she liked that he noticed it.

“You look thoroughly kissed and I love it. “ His thumb slid over her bottom lip as he stared down into her eyes.

Her mind was still on the kiss and she had to gather her wits around her to answer.

“I would not mind to be thoroughly kissed some more but shall we drink some, talk some and then kiss some more?” A tilt to her head made him smile wider.

“Oh yes let us do just that.” He said and then turned to pour her a glass of wine.
She needed the respite to calm her racing heart. Wow he was incredible.

Over the next hour their conversation ranged from snowboarding in Park City to how good the sourdough bread was in San Francisco. They had drank most of the bottle of wine and their laughter was filling the room as they got into a debate about ghosts in homes versus a hospital setting. Shannon swore ghosts were more likely in a hospital where she felt the opposite.

“A ghost is going to haunt what he or she knows. They will stay near their possessions and their home they knew. A hospital is just a place where people die, so they do not want to linger.”
She said taking the last sip of her wine.

He shook his head at her. “So how do you account for all the hospital haunting’s  you see like on Ghost Adventures and the like. Whenever they go to those places there are tons of ghosts and scary shit.”

She felt her giggles coming on and this was not good. She had really drunk too much and with a grin she leaned forward. “I need to stop drinking. I am getting the giggles. Sorry.”
She giggled then and clamped a hand over her mouth. She did not giggle. Wow this was not good. She could not lose control but she felt so good here with him and so comfortable.

He caught her free hand and with one strong pull dragged her to lay atop him on the couch.

“Giggling is cute and it shows me you are having fun.”
His hands were gliding down her back.

Those giggles stopped and the hot tingles started to fill her.  She looked down into his eyes and smiled. One finger traced along his jaw then traced his lips and then something inside her said take him, now, and she did just that. His gaze was dark with desire, just the invitation she needed and her lips claimed his.  The heat filled her and she allowed it to take control. Fingers threaded through his hair as her body wriggled atop his. She wanted him in the worst way and she decided she would have him here and now  on this couch.

His hands had finally found her flesh as they slid under her shirt. He tugged gently and without missing a beat she sat up and allowed him to pull it off and toss it aside. Her gaze remained locked to his and his fingers made short work of her bra. Within a moment she was nude from the waist up.

“Beautiful” he breathed softly and sat up to take one nipple into his mouth.

A groan of pure pleasure was wrenched from her as the wild sensations washed through her body. Both hands were now tangled in his hair as she held him there. Her groan shifted to a soft growl and she rubbed against him unable to get enough of his skin on her body.

She pulled his head back and said. “You are wearing too many clothes.”

His head tilted at her as he touched her cheek and stared into her eyes with a little confusion in them.
“Your eyes, they are different. “
He seemed in awe and leaned closer.

Reality slammed into her as she realized she had lost control. She leaped up from her position on the couch, landing lightly about 3 feet away.

“It is nothing, just a trick of the funky light in here.” Her voice was still changed and she had to gather her control. How could just kissing this man, this incredibly sexy man, make her almost lose control.
He stood coming to her softly and she eyed him warily, like a cat watching another cat to see if there was going to be an attack or friendliness.  She decided she was in no shape to do a thing with him and tears began to flood her eyes. Damn! Damn! Damn! She would never find peace.

“Shannon excuse me. I think I drank too much…sorry…”
She said as one tear slipped from her green catlike eyes and she disappeared into the bathroom.
She fucked this up for sure. She would never have another lover in her life. She knew this to her core and it was killing her. A soft sob escaped her and she leaned over the sink to look into her eyes. Thank god that was the only thing that happened. What could he be thinking?

   She gathered herself together and looked into the mirror over the sink. Green cat eyes stared back at her, pupils shifting to their smallest measure due to the harsh light over head.

“Get a grip girl. You have more control than this.”
She hissed at herself in the mirror and closed her eyes. Deep breaths and she began to count to 10. This always calmed her down but the anxiety within was stirring around. She never lost control anymore; she could be in a vicious fight and still maintain her control of all aspects of her nature. This was pounded into her every day while at the ranch and if her captain saw this he would beat her within an inch of her life. She could hear his bellow now in her ears,
“Sky! Weak weak weak! A loss of control is the loss of your life! Even worse a loss of control is the loss of another’s life. Unacceptable! Get a grip girl!”

She shook all over with the memories and with a soft growl she pulled herself together. Another count to 10 and when she opened her eyes she saw she was back to normal. A relived sigh escaped her and she wondered if Shannon had left. She would not blame him for leaving but a small part of her wanted to try this again, with control.
A soft knock at the door startled her and she stared at the white wood stunned. He did not leave. Her heart began to race.

“Sky…are you OK? Do you need anything?”
Shannon’s soft, concerned voice filtered to her shocked ears. Another soft knock got her moving, she stepped to the door and pulled it open.

Her gaze met his and she smiled gently.
“Sorry, I felt really woozy for a moment and needed to get some water on my cheeks.” She could feel her cheeks flaming with a blush but ever the warrior she kept her gaze fixed to his.

“I am glad you are OK. We can switch to soda if you like and I hope I am welcome to stay?” He asked hesitantly.
Stepping forward her hand settled to his cheek and she smiled. “Yes please stay. I was enjoying every moment.”

His gaze remained fixed to her eyes for a moment and she could see he was working through his head what he saw. She needed to distract him from those thoughts and she closed the distance to him and slid her arms around his neck. Her bare flesh glided against his and she watched his concentrating, confused gaze shift to one of desire. His arms slid around her waist and he pulled her against him tight. His cheek slid against hers and then she felt his lips nuzzle her neck. Hard shivers washed over her body as she felt his rough cheek slide over the sensitive skin of her neck. Good god he was going to make her purr right here and she fought to maintain her control.

“I think we need to get this out of the way. “He whispered into her ear, grinding his arousal against her belly.
“I am sure we can talk more after I make love to you.” His words sent hot spikes of pleasure down through her stomach to her toes.  She knew if she allowed him to have control she would lose hers again, there was something about him that sent her damn hormones into over drive so she decided to take control.

“I agree…let’s get this out of the way.”
She leaned back eyes dark with desire.

He smiled at her then lifted a brow as she took his hand and led him to the bed. Placing her hands on his shoulders she turned him until his back was to the bed, legs not quite touching and with a hard shove she pushed him backward.

He laughed as he landed on the bed, arms spread out and he reached for her.

“I am going to have my way with you tonight Shannon. I want to use you all night long.” Her voice was a sultry growl as she climbed atop him, teeth nipping and tongue licking the exposed skin on his belly and chest.

“God...Yes…I am yours...do what you want.” He gasped as her assault on him made his voice tremble.

Her green gaze lifted to meet his caramel one and she smiled.

“Then we need to get these clothes off.” Her fingers began to work at the fly of his jeans as her tongue slid over the flesh of his belly. Moving downward she worked on getting his boots off, each one made a dull thud on the floor as she tossed them aside. Soon she had his pants off as well and there in his briefs she could see the outline of his cock. Hard, head peeking out of the waistband of his drawers she was fascinated by it. Both hands slid up his thighs and she leaned down to place a kiss on the head of his cock. She was rewarded with a groan of pleasure from Shannon. Her body trembled at the desire she was feeling. She just wanted to rip off her clothes, climb a top him and ride his cock till she screamed. She wanted to mark him, make him her own and with a growl she trailed her tongue over the head of his cock. She heard his sharp intake of breath, felt his fingers glide into her hair to tangle tightly and felt his body tense.

*to be continued.....