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if she was being honest, Corrigan wasn’t entirely sure what sort of event this was for, she thought her publicist said it was to raise money for a hospital. she really had no clue, apparently it wasn’t an event she could miss. her publicist just kept telling her she couldn’t afford to miss this, if she was living in new York permanently for now, she would need to go to the right events. this was a right event she guessed. it wasn’t a red carpet event like she was used to. but, she still dressed like it was. it was hosted by an oil company and for a hospital.. so she was going to dress to die for. it was black tie right? she wasn’t about to disappoint. getting ready for these sort of things was a blast to her. tonight she was flying solo, she had gotten the dress and the shoes, the clutch was a cheap one that she adored, she did her own hair and makeup. she wasn’t going to bring in the makeup crew for something like this. she could do it on her own. she curled her hair easily before she pinned it expertly up, her eyes were next, then her lips. she had gotten her nails done the day before. the blue color of the dress meshed well with her skin tone, it showed off her tanned skin, luckily for her, she had a good enough tan from her move that she didn’t even need to work on that. the cleavage was just a little perk for those who were looking. it wasn’t like she was out to get a man tonight but she always liked to look her best for these sort of things… she had been informed to show up “fashionably” late. she didn’t want people to think she was too eager, well that’s what her publicist kept telling her. so, she showed up about forty-five minutes late. she didn’t miss much, she assumed and she was donating a nice chunk of change to the hospital. she liked donating her time and money to these things, back in LA she would spend at least a few weekends a year volunteering at a children’s hospital, no media allowed unless the parents or patients wanted to take pictures. she showed up in a blacked out town car, before she made her way into the fancy club. she wasn’t much of a partier, so she had no idea what club she was at or where she was, but she did know it was top notch. she walked in, swarms of people mingling. she wasn’t really used to not knowing at least one person. but, when she glanced around, she didn’t recognize anyone yet. she let out a soft sigh and made her way to the bar, ordering a white wine. she should have asked her publicist how long would be an appropriate amount of time staying be, so then she could leave casually. she stood there, glancing around as she sipped her wine slowly.

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all you have to do is ask

Nixon would never admit it to anyone but he really wasn't a fan of these charity events. Sure, he loved helping out a good cause, but these events always seemed to bring the most boring of the rich people. The people who were doing this for the good of the city or the good of the hospital. Sure, that was all fine and dandy but do you really need to be a drag at an otherwise party? Of course, Nixon was getting used to not being able to go out and party every other night, oh who was he fooling, every night. However, he really missed the crazy raves he and his best friend put on. Ever since he took over his fathers company, he has had to change, some good things and some well, lets just say old habits die hard. But he was trying for the sake of his mother and his family's name. He wasn't really sure how he was doing so far but, no one was complaining, or at least not that he knew of.

Nixon's mother had told him he needed to mingle with all the guests, he needed to make himself present. Present, what did that even mean? Oh he could make himself present but he knew that was not quite what his mother had in mind. So here he was, dressed in all his glory, mingling with all the rich people of New York City and surrounding areas. Many of his businesses coleauges had been invited as well. You could say this was also a reunion of sorts.

But who really liked a room fool of rich bastards who tossed their money around and had a loud mouth? If Nixon wasn't the now acting CEO and owner of the family oil business, he would probably hate him too. But alas, here he was, the heart of the entire cherade. What he really needed right now was something to lighten the mood and entertain him. That was exactly what he saw when he looked over at the bar. Nixon's eyes fell upon a beautiful young woman who was sipping on what looked like a wine. Classy, he liked that. A small grin appeared on his lips but then was gone again.

"Excuse me gentleman." Nixon politely excused himself from the rather boring converation the old men were having and made his way over to the bar as well. He leaned against the bartop, flagging down a bartender. "I'll have a rum and coke and get that fine lady in the blue dress another of what she is having." The bartender gave him a nod and walked away to start the drinks. He chuckled. Not exactly how he would normally play things but hey, he needed to change things up a bit every now and then. Of course, this woman could hate men buying her drinks and it could all backfire on him, but that was the price he was willing to take.

The bartender came back with his drink and then poured another glass of the white wine the women was wearing and walked over to her and placed it gently in front of her. "From the man at the end of the bar, ma'am." With that he walked away.

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Corrigan wasn’t expecting much to come of this night, she could just stay for an hour and step out. she knew it was horrible that she was already planning her escape and she hadn’t even finished her first glass of wine. she moved to sit on the bar stool, she was harmlessly talking to the person who was next to her. some pretentious man who kept talking about his boat, apparently it was 38 feet. she smiled politely, but was thinking about how he was surely over compensating for something. she forced herself to put her cell phone in her clutch, so she wouldn’t check it every five seconds. she knew that wasn’t going to make it go any faster. she sat there, listening to this man. he named his boat. she wasn’t sure if that was normal. she wasn’t a boat person. was that like naming your animals? she could get on that idea, but she wasn’t so sure she would like boats. maybe if it was somewhere fantastic, like in Europe. she could get on that, just lay out all day sunbathing. a faceless man lounging with her. she could get used to that life, well maybe for a week.. she would get bored. she liked being around people too much to be secluded on a boat like that. she didn’t know how long it was, listening about this boat. she could just sneak a peek at her phone. that’s when it happened, the bartender came up to her with another glass of wine. she glanced at him with a shocked look, about to protest but he told her that it was the man at the end of the bar. she glanced over, seeing the attractive man that he had pointed out. thank god for a saving grace. she smirked slightly at him and gave her wine glass a slight lift to him. she took a sip of the wine. she looked at the man sitting next to her, still talking about the boat. she gave him a charming smile to him and gently touched his shoulder. ”excuse me.” she said politely to the man. maybe the smile was too much and she might have leaned a little too much over, but at least he was shocked into being quiet. she still had a smirk on her lips as she walked to the other end of the bar to the man that sent her the wine. she gave him a welcoming smile as she approached him. she took a small sip of her drink as she sat down smoothly. she didn’t say anything at first, but she did take another sip of her wine again. ”I should thank you for the drink.” she said in a soft voice. she looked around and at the man where she had come from, still looked dumbfounded. she grinned softly and looked at him. ”and to thank you for getting be away from the boat man.” she said with a small playful grin. she took a small sip and looked at him. ”I’m Corri..” she said softly, no need to fully introduce herself, not here. if they didn’t know who she was, she wasn’t going to flaunt it all around, not like the boat man. no need to flaunt her fortune and fame.

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NIXON SANDERS

There were a lot of people at this fund raiser and Nixon didn't know all of them, well, he didn't know more then half of them. Sure, he had seen faces before but was horrible with names. He walked around saying hello to people and making himself social. He wasn't usually a big fan of parties such as this but his mother said it was necessary. He needed to seem more social and caring. Which, he was, he just didn't really show much of that. He was a business owner. Nixon had to be cutthroat a lot of the time dealing with the many things he had to deal with but things like this he wasn't really sure how to act. There were men here that if in any other circumstance would be someone he wouldn't normally speak with. When he sat down at the bar and sent the woman a drink, Nixon was being his normal flirty self. He wasn't thinking about where he was or what he was doing, just thinking about the very attractive girl at the other end of the bar. He sat there, drinking his own drink as he watched her out of the corner of his eye. She was gorgeous in the dress she was wearing. Nixon was trying to think if he knew her or had seen her anywhere else, however he was unable to put a finger on it. Then again, Nixon had been with many women and somtimes had forgotten their names. But he knew that if he had ever been with this woman, he would have remember that. She didn't seem like someone he would forget, at least not her face and he wasn't able to pinpoint knowing her. He took a sip of his drink and gently set it down, turning to the woman who was now standing near him, giving him a smile. Stunning. He gave her a grin, one he used on all women, as she spoke. "I should thank you for the drink." He chuckled, "No need to thank me, it was my pleasure." He smiled and offered her a seat next to him. "Please...." He loved her playfulness about him saving her from the 'boat' man. He took another drink as she did as well. "I'm Corri..." Corri. Nixon played with the name around in his mind for a moment. The name didn't ring a bell either. "I am Nixon. It is a pleasure to meet you Corri." He turned towards her so he could see her better. She truly was a fine woman. "Are you enjoying yourself tonight Corri?" He smirked as he took another drink.

Corri grinned softly at him. she had been in a loveless relationship for too long. tonight she could afford to flirt and have a little fun. this man was attractive enough to give her a little hope. maybe he wouldn’t be the one to give her the fun she needed, but he couldn’t be the only attractive man in this place. she gave him her best beaming and flirtatious smile. ”the pleasure is all mine Nixon.” she said softly. suddenly she was very thankful towards her mother, whom she hadn’t spoken too in years, that she had put her through all of those horrible coming out events. basically how to flirt 101. she gave a small grin as she casually reached out to touch is arm softly. she didn’t expect this man to be completely oblivious to her flirting. ”well, Nixon.. I arrived and came to the bar… where the boat man started discussing his rather extravagant and large vessel.” she said with a small raise of her eyebrow. she took a sip of her wine and laughed softly, lowering her voice again, leaning towards him. ”possible over compensating?” she questioned with another soft laugh. she leaned away only slightly, so she was still close to him. ”then a handsome man bought me a drink..and here I am…” she said with a playful smile. she looked around. she had no idea who this man was, other than his name. she didn’t know he was the host of this fundraiser. ”So I guess I’m having a wonderful time. The boat man was interesting… but it’s starting to look a little better.” she teased him playfully. she suddenly felt like she was rambling, so she took another long sip of her wine. ”how about you? are you enjoying yourself Nixon?” she asked him curiously. it had been a while for corri to be around people, people like this. she actually liked that she didn’t know anyone here. as her eyes scanned the crowd, she thought maybe there were a few people that she knew. but there weren’t people that knew all her dirty details, or what they thought they knew about her. they knew what they wanted to, they knew the rumors and the “insider” details, which were just stupid people that thought what they saw was real. there were still rumors flying around about her and Charlie. things had been over with that man for a while now, over a year. but, he and his publicist didn’t want the spotlight to end quite yet, until they had the perfect drama. what was great about it all was that it backfired on Charlie, people hated him right now because the way he played it in his drunken stupor, was that he broke her heart. she tried to clean it up a little, but there was no going back from that. she had an offer for a steady tv show. she had never done one of those before, but her publicist had assured her that it would help her career and that she would still be able to do movies if she wanted to. it was still in the works, but the producers and director already reached out and told her that it was her’s if she wanted it. all she had to do was come in and talk to them in a few weeks once they got everything figured out.

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NIXON SANDERS

Nixon watched her, giving her a flirtatious smirk back. He wouldn't call himself a player or anything of the sort, he was just a party boy who loved the opposite sex. "The pleasure is all mine Nixon." There was a moment and then Corri reached out and touched his arm, with the touch it sent what seemed like electrical charges all over his body. It was a good feeling but not something he normally got from women. He was used to their shameless flirting. Wierd. His attention was then turned back to her. "Well Nixon...I arrived and came to the bar...where the boat man started discussing his rather extravagant and large vessel." Nixon raised an eyebrow at this. Not only to the fact a man would be discussing such a thing with a stranger but the way she put it. She made it sound so much more ... vulger then it probably what. Nixon chuckled and took a sip of his drink as she did and then listened closely as he set the glass down and she leaned in close. "Possible over compensating?" Nixon laughed and nodded. She had quite a fascinating sense of humor and silly way of flirting. He loved it. He then raised his hand to flag down the bartender. The bartender hurried over. "Another of the same for you Mr. Sanders? He gave the man a nodd. "Then a handsome man bought me a drink and here I am..." He chuckled and grinned. "How nice of that handsome man." Nixon's gaze followed the woman's as it turned out towards all of the people in the club. He really wasn't sure who the girl was or what she did or even if she knew who he was. However, he was damn glad she had come. "So I guess I'm having a wonderful time. The boat man was interesting...but it's starting to look a little better." He grinned. "Aww.... only a little better? I thought I was more exciting than that." He turned and reached from the new drink the bartander brought him and listened as she asked if he was enjoying herself. "I would have to say my night has gotten much more interesting since I came over to sit at the bar." He grinned and chuckled lightly. It was very true. The night had been very uneventful and boring until he went to sit at the bar and have a drink. Buying this woman her drink was the best thing he had done all night. His mother seemed to follow him everywhere just to make sure he didn't mess up. He was sure she was lingering somewhere near by making sure he didn't mess anything up. What could he mess up sitting at the bar having a drink with a pretty lady. Well, actually there were a lot of things that could happen but he didn't think any of that could actually screw anything up. He wasn't sure how harmless flirting could get him into any trouble. His mother always had some reason though. He was sure he would hear all about this but at the moment he could care less.

Corri laughed softly with him. She could be silly, it was a quirk she supposed, but everyone that worked with her knew she got like this… or maybe she never changed out of silly unless it was needed. Corri could be serious, but was this really the time or the place to be serious? No way. She had just donated a lot of money to the hospital for this fundraiser that was the serious bit for her evening. now it was time to have fun. She was a little surprised how fast the bartender came over and she glanced at Nixon, suddenly wondering who this man was. when the bartender came over she gave him a smile and reached out, gently touching his lower arm. ”could you please get me a whiskey sour?” she asked with a small grin, and she may have winked at him. she opened her clutch and pulled out a twenty, she knew the drink couldn’t cost that much but she sat it down anyways. ”keep the change…” she said with another grin to him. she smirked softly at Nixon. ”very nice of him…” she said softly. ”You may be very exciting… but you’ll have to show me just how exciting that can be.. Mr. Sanders.” she said with a grin. the name sounded familiar, but she still had no idea he was running this fundraiser. the bartender sat down her shot and she happily took it. some how, she knocked back the shot but still looked lady-like doing it. she gave him a smirk as she listened to him. ”we should try and make both our nights much more interesting.” she commented with a small grin. ”all of these people here that just want to brag about how much money they make or how big their boats are… aren’t exactly the people I like to surround myself with..” she said softly as her thin shoulders shrugged. you didn’t see her bragging about her awards or her successful acting career, that’s why she never started with her full name. especially at these sort of things. if she was going to donate money, then she didn’t want attention drawn to herself, that’s not why she was donating. corri liked to pride herself on being perceptive, she glanced around and did notice a lady watching them. she didn’t know who it was, but Corri felt the need to play it up a little more. If they were going to be watched then Corri was going to give someone a show. she was an actress after all, isn’t that what she was supposed to do anyways? She looked at Nixon with a playful smirk and her hand went to his arm again. ”you strike me as the type of man that can show a lady a good time…” she commented. ”maybe before I slip out the back… you could show me a good time.. maybe a dance?” she asked. she wasn’t going to play coy at the moment. she had donated her money, that’s all they wanted right? they wanted her money, she bought two drinks and even tipped the bartender nicely, better than most people she would bet. now she wanted to flirt and dance with this handsome man before she made her subtle exit out the back and find the town car that would drive her home.

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NIXON SANDERS

Nixon liked the woman's laugh. He also liked the fact that she was so laid back and seeming to enjoy herself. He was glad someone else besides him now was enjoying theirselves as most of the time Nixon was wishing he could leave. He knew better though. The company needed a face and that was what he was there for, even tonight. So many business partners and clients were at this party. Some he was just glad were there so he could take their money and give it to something good. Many of the old men that had shown up tonight had such a seal on their wallets but at least they were donating for a good cause tonight and it was helping his own company get a better name as well. It was a win win of course. After motioning he was needed another drink, the bartender quickly came over. He knew who Nixon was and no one liked to disapoint people who paid their way. It seemed as though the woman was a little surprised at how quickly he got service and she too made another order. He grinned, "Whiskey sour huh? Living on the edge are we?" He chuckled. He watched her pull out her money and set it down. He would have offered to pay for her drinks but this girl seemed like she liked being able to pay her own way, and didn't need a man to do it for her. Nixon liked that and raised a brow, "Keep the change..." He liked that indeed. Nixon would never admit to when a girl had him turned on but this one was doing a might fine job of it. She had the looks down for sure and now a personality to boot. This one was a real winner. He raised his glass and began to take a drink, "You may be very exciting...but you'll have to show me just how exciting that can be...Mr Sanders." He choked slightly on his drink but finished and lowered his glass, a brow raised with a flirtatious grin. He watched her take her shot, looking amazing while doing so. "We should try and make both our nights much more interseting." He chuckled, "You just say the word hunny, and I'll make your night unforgettable." There was a look in his eye that screamed danger but not in a bad way. "all of these people here that just want to brag abotu how much money they make or how big their boats are...aren't exactly the people I like to surround myself with.." Her voice soft and she shrugged her shoulders. Nixon shifted in his chair. Nixon didn't pay attention to the way Corri glanced around, his attention totally fixed on the blonde. He saw the smirk and felt her hand on his arm again. "You striek me as the type of man that can show a lady a good time.." Nixon couldn't get over this. Usually he was the one tossing out things like this but this woman had him all sorts of hot and bothered that he couldn't think straight. "Mayme before I slip out back .. you could show me a good time..maybe a dance?" He grinned, raising his glass to his lips as he thought about her suggestion. Finishing the drink, he gave the bartender a wave. Not a wave of needing another drink but that he was finished. Nixon knew this was not the place for dancing like he would like to be dancing with Corri. Oh no, this was much too dressed up and 'political'. No, they needed a more private setting and he had just the place. He knew the owner of the club had a little studio up above the club and that was exactly where he was going to take her. Not a big place by any means but it would do the trick. Nixon stood up and walked behind her, brushing her hair aside and gently planting a soft kiss on her bare shoulders and up her neck. "Let's go make our night more interesting, shall we?" He grabbed her hand and made his way to a door in the back of the club. Once they were both through it and it closed, he pushed her against the wall and began kissing her feverishly. His hands explored her body and he kised down her neck. "How interesting are you wanting to make this night? He said between kissing her, his voice deeper and full of lust.

Corri gave a small grin. ”I’m full of surprises.” She said playfully."Maybe you'll get to see one or two..." He ignored the fact that he was watching her pay. She grinned softly at his reaction, she liked the grin she got from him. She couldn’t help but chuckle quietly at him. ”What word would you like me to say?” She teased. She saw the look and she couldn’t deny that she wasn’t excited by it. She didn’t know what his role was in this whole fundraiser thing, but she had a feeling it was going to end interestingly. She didn’t know the effect she was having on him, but she hoped her flirting wasn’t going to be a total waste. She watched as he finished his drink. She watched as he waved off the bartender. He had to be someone right? Not that if mattered. But, this bartender was practically jumping on every word. She playfully frowned as they walked, ”No dancing?” she pouted playfully, but her breath caught when she felt his lips on her shoulders and neck. She wanted to touch him, but she stopped herself form doing it. Some of these people were watching them, she knew that. Maybe no one would know who she was. She could always be the faceless blonde. She was okay with that. ”Lead the way.” She said with a small grin. She followed after him willingly, a small giggle escaping her lips as they made their way to the back of the club. She got through the door and quickly he was on her. She let out a gasp when he pushed her against the wall. It was rather exciting. People could have seen them. Someone could wander back here and catch them. She was okay with that. Her fingers went to his short hair, trying to get a grip to tug softly. She kissed him back, until his lips moved. She arched herself against him. Giving him access to her neck, but also pressing her body up against him. The tone of his voice was something that thrilled her. She kissed him back, waiting to answer. She playfully nipped at his bottom lip. A grin came to her lips as she answered him. ”How interesting do you think we can make it?” She asked, her voice matching his in lust. It was been too long for her. She was ready to have fun and this handsome man seemed more than willing to have that fun with her. She trailed her fingers down his shoulders and torso slowly, her eyes bright and excited. Her pointer fingers looped in his front belt loops, pulling his body closer to her. ”It would seem… Nixon… that… we both want this… fun…” she mumbled quietly to him, with each pause, she kissed the crook of his neck and somehow she made the word fun sound so dirty. She couldn’t stop there, her hands moved slightly upward and started to pull his tucked shirt up from his pants. She was suddenly very thankful for the dress she was wearing. It was simple to get on.. and take off, just tied in the back then off the shoulders and she was done. Nothing else, except the shoes and underwear. Man, she was glad she went with the lace ones. Normally she would just look nice with the dress and not care about anything else. She would have to thank her manager for forcing her to be fully lady-like getting ready for this thing. Okay… okay.. this wasn’t a lady-like thing at all. She was hooking up with a man she barely knew. She realized she didn’t care one bit. She was an adult. She could made her own decisions. If she wanted to hook up with a handsome stranger in the back of a club at a hospital fundraiser, she could finally say this was the worst thing she had done. At least she could say it wasn’t for a church.

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NIXON SANDERS

Nixon couldn't help but think she was cute for the whole, no dancing question. But no, the way he wanted to dance with her would be looked down upon with this crowd. Her playful pout just made him grin. When he kissed her shoulders and up to her neck, she felt her catch her breath, taken aback why the sudden lips on her bare skin. He wanted to touch her soft skin all over her body but he knew he had to wait. He had to wait to at least get behind the doors in the back of the club. "Lead the way." That was all the permission he needed as he weaved them through the crowd towards the back door of the club that lead up to the little studio above it. Once he got her through the door it was on. The gasp she made as he pressed her against the wall made a smirk come to his lips. He could tell that she too was excited about what was going on. The fact that any moment someone could walk through the door and catch them made it even more exhilarating. Nixon felt her hands trail through his short hair, trying to find something to hold on to and tug. Her touch sent goosebumps over his body in pure lust. He kiss began even more hungry as she kissed him back, his tongue finding hers. He felt her arch herself into him as he began to kiss and nibble on her neck and shoulder. Feeling her pressed up against him made him even more aroused, which he was sure she could feel by now. When he went back to kissing her neck, his breathing hitched when she nipped at his bottom lip, giving a little groan. "How interesting do you think we can make it?" Her voice full of lust as well. He wasn't sure what it was about this woman but he wanted her badly. He moaned into his words, "Mmm, I am pretty sure we can make this very interesting Corri." His hands trailed down the side of her body, finding the bottom of her dress and his hands wandering up, feeling her smooth skin. He kissed her hungerly again, his breathing quickening. His eyes drank her in, his hands feeling her body as she too let her fingers explore. He felt her hook her fingers into his belt loop and pulled him closer to her. He was very aroused now, as he grinded himself into her. He nibbled at her ear and kissed her neck. "It would seem...Nixon...that...we both want this... fun.." He groaned, agreeing with her, unable to find words for a moment as she spoke, each pause she kissed his neck, his skin on fire from her touch. He felt her tug his shirt up from being tucked into his pants. With that, he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up with ease. He waited for her to wrap her legs around his body as he wrapped his arms around her and pulling her into him. He kissed her deeply again. "I want more fun... but... in a place ... where I can see .. all of you." He said between breaths and kissing her. Corri wasn't the first woman he had been with and he didn't think she would be the last but she would be the first woman he had ever taken at a event like this. Nixon could no longer restrain himself from touching her. He had to hold back while he was sitting at the bar with her but now... now he could touch her all over....and he planned on doing just that as he carried her up the stairs to the studio. It wasn't anything fancy but there was a couch and a bed in the corner. For being in a club it was decorated rather well and looked presentable. But in this moment, Nixon could care less what it looked like. All he cared about tearing Corri out of her clothing.

Corri was incredibly aroused, she couldn’t even remember the last time she had done anything with a man. Hell, her touching his arm at the bar at that current time she had gotten any real action. The films were nothing, it wasn’t real… She could feel him and oh did she feel so incredibly proud of herself. Was it silly? Probably, but she didn’t care. She loved the reactions she was getting from him. But, she also loved the reactions he was getting out of her. The touch of his hands on her skin was enough to get a groan out of her, it felt like a very welcoming trail of heat on her legs. She let out another gasp when he picked her up. She wrapped her legs around him quickly, her arms around his neck as she kissed him back just as deeply. She grinned softly at his words. She wanted to say something witty, but he was making it harder for her to think. So she just leaned in to nibble softly on his neck. She knew he wasn’t inexperienced. That was easy to see, plus, he was a very attractive. Any woman would be stupid if she didn’t try for this man. Her fingers went to work, unbuttoning his shirt. She wasn’t trying to hurry it along, she just wanted to get to the fun part. When they got to the stop of the stairs, she glanced around and couldn’t help but giggle quietly. ”Is this your love shack?” she teased him playfully. She managed to kick her heels off with her legs wrapped around him. She really wasn’t going to waste their time. her fingers moved behind her back and pulled the two thin strings that were essentially holding her dress in place. she couldn’t help but grin softly at him, she wiggled playfully; to get out of his grip, but to also rub up against him. her feet touched the ground and she turned away from him, her blue dress falling to the ground, revealing a smooth backside and a nude color lace panties. she turned to look at him, a wicked look in her blue eyes. ”Why Mr. Sanders I believe you are too over dressed for this event..” she said in a soft seductive voice. She wasn’t anything but confident in herself that was clear. She went to work on his shirt, unbuttoning it the rest of the way and pushing it off his shoulders. She drifted her fingers down his chest, dragging her nails lightly on his skin. she bit her bottom lip softly as she reached his waist band, she unbuttoned it slowly now and unzipped it even slower. an all too innocent look coming to her features. she was doing this on purpose of course, she wanted to tease him and she knew she wouldn’t have long to do it. she could feel him and she was excited by him. she gave him a playful smirk as she leaned in to kiss him, but her lips barely ghosted over his, running her thumbs slowly under the waist band of his underwear, she glanced up at him through her thick lashes.

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NIXON SANDERS

Nixon couldn't believe how aroused he was already. This woman really brought out the dark side in him that he had to try so hard to keep buried while working. His mother expected so much out of him and that meant changing his old ways. However, old ways die hard. He didn't think anything like this would happen tonight at the charity event but he was not about to say no to such a gorgeous woman who clearly was okay with where this was headed. Feeling her bare skin under his fingertips, he trailed them all over her body. The groans that she was reciprocating made it even better. The sound of the groans and moans that escaped her lips turned him on even more. He grew harder as the moments waned and when he picked her up, he knew she could feel him now as well. He felt her wrap her legs aroun his waste, he could feel the warmth from between her legs. Nixon kissed her deep, his tongue playing with hers, his breath quickened. When she nibbled on his neck, he began to get goosebumps. Her lips were setting his skin on fire, but in a good way of course. As they made their way up the stairs, he wanted to go slowly but even he wanted to get up to the room quickly. She began unbuttoning his shirt, exposing a very clean, musclar chest. Once they got to the top of the stairs he saw her look around. He knew it probably wouldn't have been her first choice but it would do. He heard her giggle and looked at her but then chuckled as well at her questions. "Only for those special enough." He grinned and gave her a wink, one of his hands wrapped around her back and the other was lower, finding other parts of her body to touch. He really couldn't help himself, her body was amazing and almost begging him to touch every part of her. He noticed her reach behind her and untie the skimpy strings that held the dress up, it hadn't fallen yet as she began to grind against him. He got even harder then, feeling her rub against him. Nixon lowered her down so her feet could touch and she then walked away. He raised a brow and a grin formed on his face. The dress fell from her slender body to the ground. He got an amazing view of her backside and all he wanted to do was grab it but he stood there, his eyes eating her all up. When she turned, his breath hitched. Her beautiful body not only now completly bare but the wicked grin that lined her lips. "Why Mr. Sanders I believe you are too over dressed for this event..." He grinned and chuckled. Her voice seductive and teasing. She walked up to him and began working at his clothing. "We should remedy that right this second." His voice deep and full of lust. His eyes continued to take her all in as his shirt slid off his own body. Her fingers traced his chest and drifted down. Goosebumps again formed on his body as she let her fingernails trail down, a soft moan left his lips again. Nixon stood there as she began to undo his pants, biting her lip and teasing him even more. She was moving so painfully slow, making him want her even more. He kissed her hungerly as she leaned in, his pants completely undone and had fallen to the floor. He stood there in his boxers with a very large erection. Kissing her he managed to nibble on her lip. Nixon pulled her into him, their bare skin touching. His hands rubbed her back and then one hand found themselves massaging her breasts, teasing her. Nixon then began to kiss her earlobes and then down her neck, nibbling as her went. He kissed her shoulders. He pulled away to look at her. "I believe this party just got way more interesting." He chuckled, giving her an evil grin, slowly making their way over to the bed.

Corri smirked softly, rolling her eyes at him playfully. She wasn’t sure what was coming over her, she normally wasn’t like this, but she liked this side of her. The tone of his voice and the way he was looking at her made her blush and a tingle to go up her spine. His moan only made her want to continue down the path she was headed, even though her slow pace was going to drive her crazy. This was all a part of the plan right? Go slow and he’ll want her more, or in theory that’s what she found. She grinned softly when his pants were gone. She could see him, even with his boxers on, and she wasn’t disappointed. She was actually thrilled with it. That shiver down her spine came again. A small gasp came from her lips, feeling his lips on her earlobe and her neck, and down her shoulders. Hearing his words and seeing that evil grin on his lips she couldn’t help but grin back at him. She followed him all too willingly to the bed. Before they got to it, she stooped, planting a slow, deep kiss on his lips before she carefully turned them and she pushed him to the bed. She grinned seductively at him before she carefully straddled his lap. ”I think we can still make it much more interesting.” she said, her voice quiet and seductive. She let her fingers explore his chest before she let them rest on his hips. She carefully, and in a painfully slow motion, pulled his boxers down from the waistband, going from his hips and down his legs, when she finally got them off and tossed them blindly behind her. She leaned up, purposely pulling herself along his body, pressing her lips to his, her teeth grazing his bottom lip. . . Corri laid there, sticky with sweat, the questionable sheet wrapped around her. She had a somewhat ridiculous and satisfied grin on her lips. She knew that she shouldn’t be getting comfortable here, not up here with him in their compromising positions. But, she was still reeling from their double round. When she finally got herself calmed down a little. She rolled slightly to be able to see him. ”That was quite the party.” she murmured quietly with a small laugh. She knew her hair was a disaster and the time she spent curling and pinning her hair that evening was now destroyed. It was like she realized where they were and where they were supposed to be. She let out a small groan and forced herself up. She sat up, letting the sheet fall as she started to remove the bobby pins from her curls, laying them on the bed as she attempted to tousle her hair into some sort of order. She sighed softly as she stood up on the mattress. She couldn’t help but give him a playful smirk and a wink before she gracefully jumped from the bed. She stepped into her dress and slid it back up her body before she haphazardly tied them in a bow. She found a mirror and ran her fingers through her curls, trying to fix it enough that it didn’t look like she just had sex with a perfect stranger. She found her shoes and pulled them back to her feet. She wasn’t exactly sure what she was supposed to do now. Could she just leave? Well, she was pretty sure she could leave. She wasn’t exactly the most versed person on these quick flings. But, now that she had been fully impressed and pleased, she was starting to think there was a whole different side to life than she was used to. She didn’t know what to thank him or now. She smirked softly at her own thoughts. When she got the final touches to make sure she was somewhat decent looking she looked over at him. ”We should get back.. Jacey will murder me if she finds out I blew off this party.” she said mumbling the last part.

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