Tabu Presents...Spanish Guitar
Copyright 2001
The air in the small club was thick, people crowded the floors and tables all around her. Veronica slowly crossed her legs, her eyes wandering to the stage and sweeping over the tall blond that sat patiently. His thick arms held tightly to an acoustic guitar as he waited for his friend to introduce him.
Veronica had been lucky enough to get into the packed club that night, being that Nick Carter was performing for the audience. The small Latin man walked up to the microphone and tapped into it lightly.
Clearing his throat he spoke loudly, "I just wanted to thank you all for coming tonight. It's with great pleasure that I introduce Mr. Nick Carter." Howie stepped back as Nick pulled his chair forward. His fingers started a dance over the taunt strings of the guitar. Veronica subconsciencely leaned forward, her eyes studying this beautiful man.
A smoky room, a small cafe
They come to hear you play
And drink and dance the night away
I sit out in the crowd
And close my eyes
Dream you're mine
But you don't know
You don't even know that I am here
Slowly, Veronica's eyes closed as she listened to his sweet voice. Her mind swam with lusty thoughts, ones of him holding her in his strong arms, caressing her body. She dreamt that he would gracefully walk off stage and closer to her. He towered over her, his piercing blue eyes burning into hers. He offered her his hand, speaking in a deep and silky voice. "I couldn't help but notice you here. Would you like to dance?" Only, instead of dancing, he would wrap his long arms around her waist and pull her against his soft body.
Veronica could see it perfectly now. His fingers touched her skin, creeping up under her shirt. The pads of his fingertips left scorching marks everywhere.
I wish that I was in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
And you would play me through the night
'Till the dawn
I wish you'd hold me in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
All night long, all night long
I'd be your song, I'd be your song
Veronica could feel his lips tickling her neck. His tongue was like velvet on her skin, licking and sucking at her collarbone. Ever so slowly his hands crept over her bottom, sliding inside her pants. His hands caressed over her hips and pushed the fabric of her pants and underwear off her hips. His lips continued their descent and once he had rid her of her pants, he moved onto her blouse, unbuttoning it. He kissed down her chest as his fingers unlatched each button, building the sexual tension.
In the back of her mind, Nick's lulling voice swept throughout the crowd.
Veronica continued her fantasy. She could feel his large hands pushing her shirt from her shoulders, then slipping behind her back to unlatch her bra. Quickly he pushed the straps down, her bra joining the other articles of discarded clothing, on the floor. His body pressed against hers, her chest heaving with anticipation. He began backing her up until she bumped into the bar behind her.
Steal my heart with every note you play
I pray you'll look my way
And hold me to your heart someday
I long to be the one that you caress with tenderness
And you don't know
You don't even know that I exist
His arms wrapped around her waist and lifted her up, setting her gently on the bar top. His hands caressed the inside of her thighs, working them apart. Suddenly she could feel his breath on her core. Before she had time to think about it, she felt his tongue part her sensitive folds of flesh. Gasping loudly her small hands raked slowly through his softly spiked hair, tugging gently. His teeth nibbled at her sensitive bud, making her cry out in ecstasy. His tongue continued to lap at her, while his hands cupped her breast, rolling her nipples between his fingers. Veronica could feel the tingling deep within her stomach and it moved quickly throughout her entire body. Crying out, she convulsed against his mouth, his name coming out as a hoarse whisper upon her lips.
I wish that I was in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
And you would play me through the night
'Till the dawn
I wish you'd hold me in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
All night long, all night long
I'd be your song, I'd be your song
Kissing his way back up her stomach he smiled wistfully at her. His hands urged her to lay back. With only a couple quick movements he had undressed before her, the skin of his body glistening. Hoisting himself upon the bar, his body covered hers.
Veronica's eyes fluttered gently, her daydream taking over her body. All she could hear was the soft strumming of Nick's guitar. Suddenly he began singing again, his voice taking her back to her fantasy.
His body was atop her now and carefully he rolled them to their sides and then her on top of him. Her small hips were pressed against his, her legs straddling him. Leaning over him her lips found his full and awaiting. Their tongues tangled and danced, her fingers making soft circles on his bare chest.
Te sientas entre la gente
Cierras tu ojos
Y suenas que soy tuyo
Pero yo no siquiera se que estas ahi
Me gustaria tenerte entre mis brazos amor
His hands grasped her hips tightly as she slid him into her, her head thrown back as he filled her completely. Slowly her hips met his and his hands moved her against him. Groaning in unison he continued to thrust up and into her, her small frame grinding against him. His hands caressed up her sides and finally over her breasts. His fingers felt like hot torches against her skin. Leaning down they kissed passionately, their tongues dueling.
Without warning her climax was upon her, rocking her entire body. Nick could feel her squeezing him in pulses and it brought about his own release. She continued to rock against him, plunging him into her over and over again. Quickly he emptied his seed into her, his eyes squeezed tight in pleasure. His chest arched forward and his head was thrown back, her name being groaned softly upon his lips.
Suddenly Veronica was brought from the throws of passion as a hand gently touched her shoulder. Her eyes flew open and stared into a pair of deep sea blue ones. She looked around her quickly, noticing the club had emptied out. Blushing deeply she smiled shakily at the man.
"I'm sorry to bug you." He offered her his hand and she took it graciously. "I'm Nick Carter. I saw you sitting here and....." He stopped and stared at her for a moment. "I get this feeling we've met before." He laughed aloud. "I know, that must sound like a horrible pick up line....it isn't I mean."
Veronica laughed along with him. "No. I mean, maybe we have. Met before that is."
He crouched down in front of her, staring at her intently. His gaze burned into her and she couldn't believe that Nick Carter was looking at her. Especially with such a lustful gaze. The words he had spoke in her dream echoed throughout her head.
"I couldn't help but notice you here. Would you like to dance?"
He smiled seductively at her. "It's just, well.....I couldn't help but notice you here. Would you like to dance?"
Veronica's eyes widened and suddenly she could feel his touches, his kisses, the way he filled her. The only person left in the club was a waitress, one of Veronica's friends. He led her out to the dance floor, wrapping his long arms around her waist and pulling her against his soft body.
Erin, Veronica's waitress friend, happened by them.
Smiling she spoke, dropping the keys to the club onto a table near the couple. "There's just something about this damn club. Can't put my finger on it." She laughed knowingly. "Don't forget to lock up when you're done."
I wish that I was in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
And you would play me through the night
'Till the dawn
I wish you'd hold me in your arms
Like that Spanish guitar
All night long, all night long
I'd be your song, I'd be your song
"Spanish Guitar" by Toni Braxton
