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It made me salivate like one of Pavlov's dogs each and every time I heard it.

I distinguish the small black object in the vistor's hand out to be a cell phone. Holy shit! Jadrian was standing right outside my apartment door.

"How the fuck did you get in here?" I questioned him. All my internal organs leap up into my throat.

"Oh, the crazy man down the hall let me in," He snickered, peering back at me through the peep hole. "I can go back to my hotel room if you like."

Many times I'd fantasized about meeting Jadrian, though oddly enough I'd never pictured us here in my apartment, on my old creaky daybed. Most often I saw myself trysting with him at the airport and ravaging him in a bathroom stall. Jadrian wasn't the type of man that made me meditate on romantic interludes with roses and champagne. He called out of me an animalistic appetite. Sometimes it felt as if I magically turned into a whole other woman on the phone.

Upon entering, Jadrian surveyed my room , nodding when he saw or heard something he might recognize from our phone calls.

"Nice" he said as he sat down on my rickety old daybed.

"Nice" I questioned?

"Yes Nice" Jadrian smirked and patted the wet spot on my sheets that he'd caused minutes before. "Come sit down with me Carolina."

I couldn't do anything but sit there and give him a nervous grin.

"Oh that's right. You don't fancy young bald men in leather, do you Carolina?" He asked the question, lingering on my name. "Is this time inconvenient? Shall I let you get back to sleep."

I picked up a brush on the table by my bed and ran it through my long blonde locks, trying to allow some time for the shock to wear off.

"Why are you clear down here in Missouri? Chicago is hours from Springfield." I questioned Jadrian as I wiped the last bit of sleep from my eyes.

"Well, as much as I'd love to tell you that my sole purpose for being here is to awaken you and fulfill your every pleasure, the truth is that I'm down here visiting some old college buddies. They're still downtown closing the bar tonight. Jadrian took the brush from my hand and began brushing my hair.

"I never pictured it so soft, your hair I mean. There is so much a photograph can't tell." He chuckled.

"Yeah, we've never really even seriously talked about meeting that I can remember." I said, my sleepy consciousness trying to bring reason to the situation.

Jadrian's features looked softer now that I could recognize him as someone other than a stranger banging on my door in the middle of the night.

"I honestly didn't mean to frighten you Carolina. Perhaps I got too carried away with the idea of surprising you. Are you okay with this?" His voice sounded much more sincere. It was unlike the polite storybook gentleman tone that he usually twisted with a coy sarcasm.

I considered the brief time that had passed since Jadrian had me writhing on my bed sheets. True, I was frightened, but not shaken enough to ask him to leave.

He reeked of cigarette smoke. Any other time, the scent would have disgusted me but in this moment, it reminded me of what he might have smelled like during the previous conversations we'd shared after he came in from clubbing.

"I guess I'm a bit unnerved, but it's nice to have your company." I closed my eyes and leaned back against his chest.

He put the brush down and ran his own fingers through my hair. Then he cupped each of my shoulders with a firm grasp and began to massage. I was sure that his intent was to relax me again, but every variation of his touch made my body more tense with arousal. Once Jadrian realized the effect, his hands became more daring. His fingertips traced the sides of my sensitive chest, and down over my waistline.

I'd always been a little insecure about my wide hips and ample breasts, but he touched me as if I was the only thing he craved.

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