The Seduction

 

 


The Seduction
By: Shannah
(c) 2001

 

"It's really beautiful here," JC Chasez was in awe of the city of Madrid, taking in its beautiful landscapes and the traditional buildings that filled its sidewalks.

 

Genoneva Hernandez smiled with pride. It was a beautiful city, more than that, a beautiful country. She had enjoyed spending the entire day with JC, showing him around the alluring place she grew up in. "That it is," her heavily accented voice brought his riveting blue eyes on her frame.

 

"You must have loved growing up here," he felt the need to say something more, gulping; he stared at her face, hoping he wasn't being too obvious.

 

Genoneva inwardly smiled. She hadn't known that she was going to enjoy spending so much time with him. He was blast, truly he was. His shyness over his obvious attraction to her for some strange reason excited her. When they had first met months ago, during one of his concerts, she had thought he would be a boring person to be around. He was reserved, quite, and not her type. But to her amazement he had asked for her phone number. Of course she had later learned that Joey had goaded him into getting some balls and asking for her digits. But all the same, she hadn't really been thrilled about his flying up to Spain to see her. After the concert, they had never seen each other again. Oh they had had their phone conversations—all of which bored Genoneva to death. But they had never met in person again after that concert in a nearby city, Barcelona.

 

From their phone conversations, and his strange fixation he seemed to have with her exotic face that night of the concert, she could tell that JC was dying to be with her. Yet, he held back, and that befuddled Genoneva. All her past boyfriends had not tried to hold back their desire for her; they hadn't been shy about it. And because JC was, Genoneva had figured that spending a week with JC Chasez would be like spending a week with Mr. Rogers.

 

But it wasn't. She had loved showing him around, watching his beautiful cerulean eyes widen with awe at every landscape, monument, and building she would show him. She had enjoyed the occasional brushing of their bodies. Oh yeah, she enjoyed that very much. And whenever he would accidentally brush against her, he would close his eyes to hide his desire, swallow hard and pull back.

 

And she was beginning to find that frustrating. They had been friends for over six months. She knew he liked her, was attracted to her, wanted her. And she also knew that he considered her to be his soon to be girlfriend. They had spent the entire week together, with him staying at her parent's mansion during that full week. With each passing moment, she was finding herself becoming more attracted to him. She was finding it hard not rip of his clothes and climb on every time she saw him.

 

Especially today. He wore tight blue jeans and a tight form-fitting gray tee shirt. Didn't he realize just how good he looked? He hadn't even kissed her yet! She felt herself growing aroused at just the thought of being able to touch him, stroke him, kiss him.

 

Tonight. Tonight however, she would fix that. She had the perfect seduction plan. And if she knew JC like she did, he would try to be the gentleman, and not touch her, try and hide his attraction, which strangely made her wet at the thought of tonight. She began grinning, her mind calculating and imagining how wide his beautiful eyes would grow when she put into action her plan. She prayed he would try and be the perfect gentleman for a while, just to make it sweeter.

 

JC turned and stared at his Spanish and exotically beautiful companion with a questioning look on his handsome face. "What are you grinning at?" he asked slightly amused by the mischievous smile on her full, rose colored lips.

 

Genoneva turned and let her hand brush against the front of his jeans, feeling a bulge. Putting on an innocent smile, she pretended to look embarrass when he took in a sharp breath. "Nothing," she turned her back to him and pretended to be caught up in the scenery.

 

Tonight.

 

* * *

 

"Genoneva!" JC hissed, swallowing hard as he stared at the back of her long, tanned, shapely legs, feeling his manhood grow hard with desire. How the hell did she expect him not to throw her to the ground and tear off her clothes when she went tramping around in a shimmery, lilac, short dress, that stopped right below her tight buttocks, and cupped her full, perfectly round breasts together?

 

"What?" She turned around, placing a slim hand on the dirty ground, trying to make her climb up the rocky terrain and into the dark cave.

 

"What is going on?" he questioned, anger and unreleased desire in his normally smooth voice. "You drag me out of my bed at twelve o'clock at night, and sneak out, not telling me a thing. Now where are we going?"

 

"Oh hush!" she grinned at him. "You can not take a surprise I see, well we are almost there, just don't loose that back-pack," she nodded to the light blue pack she had him carry for her.

 

Grinning, she trudged further, knowing full well that because of the shortness of her dress that he was getting a great view of her ass. She had chosen the dress specifically for tonight, knowing that they would have to make the climb up the hill. She hoped he liked the red lacey thong she put on just for him. Because right now it was riding up her ass, and irritating the hell out of her.

 

Once they made their climb up the rocky hill and were met with thick brush, she put into action the next part of her plan. "I should never have chosen these damn shoes," she took off her matching spiked open-toed hills, rotating her ankle as though it was hurting her because of their climb—which she didn't really have to act, making a climb up a hill in nine inch hills wasn’t the smartest thing to do, but necessary for her plan.

 

JC was breathing heavy as she moved around her foot, trying to pop her slender ankle. Gulping, he stuck his hands in his pockets to keep from grabbing her shapely, luscious body and tearing off that sexy little thong she wore underneath. He wanted to be under a cold shower right now, better yet, in her. Didn't she know the kind of havoc she wreaked on his male body? "What are we doing now?" He hoped she couldn't hear the pent up desire in his voice, or sense it radiating from his firm body. "What's this?" He pointed to green brush.

 

"It's called leaves," she smiled coyly, lightly leaning against a hidden boulder, only inches from his body. She saw him clench his jaw, and was memorized by his bobbing Adams apple as he swallowed. Turning her back to him, she pushed aside the brush and stood back, revealing a dark opening into a cave.

 

"A cave? You want me to go into a cave?" he looked at her incredulous as though she just revealed the doors of hell to him and just asked him to step inside.

 

"It's what's inside the cave Joshua," she cupped a hand on his nape, whispering into his ear, letting her tongue lightly brush against his ear. "Now," she pulled back, chuckling inwardly at the burning desire in his eyes, "I need you too carry me."

 

JC was flabbergasted, "You…what…why…how…why…cave…walk…?"

 

God, did he realize just how sexy he looked, stuttering, looking like a deer caught in headlights? Genoneva mused to herself. She lightly brushed a chocolate lock of hair out of his cerulean eyes, letting her hand slide down his soft face, "I'm not wearing any shoes, my feet are to delicate for the rocks and sharp things that occupy the ground. It's not like I'm asking you to commit murder Joshy," she moved into his arms wrapping her long, slender arms around his neck.

 

He gulped, lifting her supple body into his arms, wishing to God that she had never got him out of bed. How was he supposed to spend all night with her, having her in his arms, and not touch her, not make love to her? Carrying her in his arms, he followed her directions and let his eyes adjust to the dark, walking in a straight line.

 

Genoneva smiled into his neck, moving closer to his warm body, smiling when he gave an involuntary groan. She felt herself grow wet with desire as his fingers dug into the silky material of her thin dress. His cologne filled her senses; it was all she could do not to beg him to come inside her right now. "We're here," she announced once the cave stopped and they were met with soft green grass, a small lake in the center, and the black starry sky shining through the trees and brushes. Jumping out of his arms, she let him inspect her secret hiding place.

 

"Wow," he breathed out, amazed at the sight before him. "It's so beautiful," he stared up the sky, and basked in the feel of the soft, pale, moonlight shining down through the sparse trees.

 

"I know," she agreed, opening the backpack and spreading out a quilt on the soft ground. She sat down and patted the ground, "Come sit," her doe-brown eyes twinkled. JC swallowed hard, and walked over to her, claiming his spot on the quilt. Contemplating her next move, she moved into his arms, sitting between his legs and settled against his hard chest.

 

JC's breathing became labored as he inhaled the sweet scent of shampoo from her silky hair. He prayed she didn't move to close to him or she would be able to feel the growing desire between his legs. Was she purposely clueless to the affect she had on him, or was she just trying to be coy? "Look," she broke his through thoughts, pointing up at the black sky, "there's the Big Dipper," she pointed out one of the most famous star constellations. I bet you have a really big one, an evil grin grew on her face, oh my, yep there it is, she smothered a laugh as she leaned back in his arms. She sat in his arms for while, enjoying the feelings of his heavy breathing against her nape, then she put her next part of the plan into action. Standing up from his arms, she stretched. "Come on, let's go swimming," she nodded to the pool of crystal blue water.

 

"But, I don't have anything to swim in," his voice came out in a breathless whisper.

 

"Really?" a slow grin grew on her alluring face, "I don't either," she shrugged carelessly.

 

"But…then…what? What are we, you, going to swim in?" his breath came out labored, growing hard at the thought of her naked, curvaceous body swimming under the clear water.

 

Genoneva's aching arousal was beginning to become unbearable, she ached for him to be inside her, slamming against her slick walls. "Absolutely nothing," her grin was wicked.

 

JC felt all oxygen leave his body. His panting increased, as did his growing arousal. He swallowed hard, "What?"

 

"Oh come on, live a little," she smiled wickedly, standing only a few feet from him. Placing her hands under the skirt of her dress and gave a small seductive smile as she slowly slid her panties down, and stepped out of them, tossing them beside him.

 

JC's chest was rising and falling as he struggled to get a hold of his desire. His aching member pressed against his jeans, fighting to release itself from the binding material. He ached to be inside her, having her convulse against him in a violent orgasm. Having her full breasts arch into him as he would plunge deeper into her dripping wet core.

 

Genoneva smiled, seeing the state he was in and felt the same burning desire. The heat of his stare on her body aroused her, she wanted to walk over to him and climb into his lap and unzip his pants and settle herself over his throbbing cock and ride him. But she didn't. She wanted to prolong their intimacy. Turning her back to him she waded into the water and lifted the dress higher and higher until the water was past her ass and lifted it from her head. Covering her ample breasts with an arm, she turned her head and grinned back at him, tossing the garment onto the ground. "Come on! The water's great!" She called out over her shoulder.

 

JC stared in shock and yearning at Genoneva. The arm that covered her breasts didn't do a good enough job; he could see the soft sides of her full chest. The tightening in his groin became almost painful. She looked so beautiful, her long raven hair falling softly against her back, her arms sticking out over her breasts, her eyes twinkling mischievously under the moonlight. She was naked. He had dreamed about her current form for so long. He had envisioned how her sexy Latin body would look, and here she was flaunting herself in front of him in the most erotic way, acting as if it was nothing. His hard on was painful, and only Genoneva could fix it for him.

 

But it was too soon. She was probably one of the most beautiful creatures that ever graced the earth. Dozens of men were attracted to her. She doubtlessly had heard more come-on lines than he had heard from his fans. He didn't want to be one of those men. He didn't want to drive her away because of his hormones. "Genoneva," he breathed into a breathless whisper. "I…I don't think this is such…a…" he was panting with desire. He could picture pulling her out of the water and laying her on her back and fucking her right there. He could picture himself sucking on her the hard peaks of her breasts. The more he pictured the harder he became.

 

"Oh come on JC," Genoneva slid under the water, letting it stop to the middle of her chest, letting him see the slopes of her breasts. "You’re not chicken are you?"

 

"No…no…it's just…" he stood up from the ground, standing at the edge of the water. "I think that this isn't…such…a good idea."

 

"Why?" She asked innocently, swimming over to him and began drawing tiny circles on the top of his shoes. Looking up at him, she began to unlace them. "Do you need me to help you undress?"

 

"No," JC was sure that she could see the bulge in his pants. That's all he would need, her offering to help undress him.

 

"Then hurry up and get naked," she almost laughed at the bewildered and lust filled expression on his face. God if he didn't get his ass in the water and fuck her soon, she'd jump his bones. She smiled when he took of his shoes and began to slowly undress. "You're not shy are you?" She teased, when his hands stilled at his pants.

 

"No," he breathed out.

 

"Do you need help?" She offered, nearly groaning in sexual frustration. TAKE ME NOW! DAMMIT JC, FUCK ME! She wanted to scream, and bit the soft skin of the inside of her mouth to keep from doing just that. JC sighed, and finally removed the last of his clothing. Genoneva swam a few feet away, just enough room so that he could get in. "See that's not so bad, was it?" She grinned, swimming back to him. She could hear his heavy breathing, which only egged her own desire on. "You need to get wet JC," she brought the water from her fingers and weaved them through his thick locks. "Now, wasn't this a good idea," she moved closer to him. Genoneva was loosing it, she couldn't wait any longer, if he didn't do something she was going to burst.

 

"Genoneva," JC felt himself loosing his self control.

 

"Yes?" She questioned placing her hands on his shoulders.

 

"I think that…"

 

"You know JC, we haven't kissed yet?" She licked her lips.

 

"I…"

 

"I'll need to change that," she wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed herself against him, bringing her lips to him. She licked the soft skin of his full lips, and grinned against his lips when he opened up beneath her, wrapping his arms around her small waist. JC gave a low growl deep in his throat when Genoneva's breasts press against his chest, and she inserted her tongue into his mouth. He moaned against her lips, one hand wrapped around her waist, crushing her wet body against his, while the other glided up her ribcage. When his fingers met the soft side of her full breasts, he lightly began massaging the silky skin. It was softer than he had imagined. It felt like velvet. He could feel her nipples tightening against him, which only caused him to continue drawing soft, light, circles on the side of her left breast.

 

"Oh god JC," Genoneva groaned in his mouth, enjoying the feel of his hands. She rocked her hips against his, and felt his hard cock pressing against her inner thigh. JC groaned when he felt his penis being massaged by her inner thigh. The arm that had been wrapped around her waist now traveled south, and his hand found one perfectly tight and rounded butt cheek. He squeezed it gently, which only caused more moans to come from the naked woman in his arms. He pressed her against his arousal as he continued to devour her mouth.

 

As he began to rock against her teasing her with his member, he tilted her head back and started leaving a trail of kisses down her throat. "God I want you Genoneva," he nipped at her throat.

 

"I do too, JC," she gasped when his fingers found a nipple and lightly pinched it. She had never been so turned on in her life. Never had a man made her this wet.

 

“No more games Genoneva,” he panted and covered a breast with his hand, he gently began massaging the soft mound of skin, kneading it. Genoneva began squirming in his arms, moaning with pleasure.

 

“Oh God,” she took his lips with hers and kissed him deeply, while one hand traveled down the side of his body and found his hard cock. Her finger lightly stroked his tip, smiling in the kisses when she felt him shudder. She wrapped her hand around it, and gently gave it tug.

 

JC broke from the kisses and bit his lip to keep from shouting. When her hands found his balls, and lightly pinched the soft squishy skin, he bit back a cry. “Okay Genoneva,” he couldn’t take it any longer.

 

Wrapping her long legs around his waist, he waded them out of the water, and non too gently laid her down on the quilt. Spreading her legs with a knee, he stopped and just stared at her beauty. Her wet hair clung to her body like a second skin. The moonlight shinned down on her, casting her in an almost angelic glow. Her nipples were erect and begged for his affections. He didn’t disappoint them. Bending down he took one hard nipple into his hot, wet mouth and played with the nub. His hand found the other and rolled the erect nipple between his thumb and index finger. “JC,” Genoneva cried, her slender fingers weaving themselves through his wet mane pressing him against the sensitive skin as she arched against his wonderfully hot mouth. She pressed him harder against her, withering beneath him. “JC please,” she begged, “I can’t…now…I want you now,” she cried. JC’s hand found her hot wet center. He rubbed her folds before sliding in a finger and rubbing her clit.

 

Genoneva didn’t know how much more of this she could take. She needed him in her right now! She wasn’t used to having to beg for her lover. She wasn’t used to be the one not in control. Somehow, during this little seduction plan, somewhere while they were in the water, he had taken control of the situation. She was the one begging for it, not him. She wasn’t sure if she liked that or not. She grabbed a hold of his arousal and began stroking it. “Now JC, now,” she begged and vowed that the next time they were to have sex; she would the one in charge. She would make him beg for it, much like what he was doing to her now. She pulled his lips back up to hers, and let out a cry when he slid another finger in her and began working her. “JC please,” she cried.

 

“Genoneva,” JC groaned against her lips. “I…don’t have a condom with me…” he could have kicked his ass. Here was the beautiful, naked woman in his arms, begging for him to come inside her, and he couldn’t because he didn’t bring a damn condom with him.

 

“Check the back-pack,” she whispered. When he went to pull his hand out of her, she placed a hand on his wrist and stopped him. “No,” she could feel her release coming. Her moans became louder as she felt her walls convulse around his fingers. Her legs went around his hips and pushed him to her as she cried out his name and kissed his lips. JC pulled his fingers out of her and licked away the sweet juices. His mind barely registered that she had condom. This somehow seemed important, but he lost all thought when his eyes landed on her naked form. He gulped. Grabbing the pack he riffled through the sack until his hand tightened on a square foil package. He pulled it out and quickly tore the wrapper away. Genoneva took the condom from him and rolled it out, she found his awaiting member and slid it on, slowly, when she heard his moan and him whisper her name.

 

The moment her hands left his penis, he slammed inside her, her breath catching in her throat. “Oh god!” She cried and wrapped her legs around his waist. JC’s arms tightened around her. He let her adjust to him, before sliding out and slamming back into her wet core. His arms urged her to arch into him. “Faster,” she murmured. JC nearly lost it when he felt her soft mounds press into his chest as he thrust into her. Genoneva arms snaked around his neck and her fingers dug into his thick mane as he pounded into to her.

 

“Oh Genoneva!” she heard his cry. Her arm found his back and tried to pull him back too her when he pulled back. Her hips rose to meet his as he continued his thrusts into her. She felt her release coming. She bit her lip when one of his hands was on her back and traveled south, stopping on her ass and grounded her hips into his thrusts. His lips found her right breast and began suckle at her hardened nipples. Her fingernails dug into his back when her hips jerked up to meet his for the last time before she was sent into an orgasm.

 

“Oh god JC!” She cried when she came and her juices spilled on his cock. JC came after her with a cry of her name and gave one final hard thrust into her.

 

Both lay silent, in each other’s arms for a moment as they came back down from their high of ecstasy. Genoneva felt his hot breath panting against the crook of her neck and kissed the side of his neck. She ran her fingers through his hair, and the other hand rubbed his back. A protest surfaced to her lips when she felt the loss of his weight as he pulled out of her and rolled on his back. He brought her with him and she snuggled into his torso. She pressed her ear to his chest, smiling when she felt the erratic beat of his pounding heart.

 

JC wrapped one arm around her and rested his head on the other as he looked up at the stars. When his breathing returned to normal, he began thinking with his top head, his brows furrowed. “Genoneva?” he looked down her drowsy form, a small grin on his face as he realized what had just happened.

 

“Hmm?” She snuggled closer nuzzling her nose in the crook of his neck.

 

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you seduced me tonight?” his azure eyes twinkled with mischief.

 

Genoneva licked her lower lip and the bit it, a guilty smile surfacing. “Um…”

 

“Well just so you know Gen, I knew it the entire time, I just was playing along,” he grinned down at her.

 

“Oh, yeah right,” she giggled propping herself up on her elbows, her body laying on his in vertical position. “Sure you did,” she laughed. “You had no idea. You should have seen your eyes when I said going skinny-dipping. ‘What are we, you going to wear?’” 

 

JC blushed. “Well…”

 

“Uh-huh…see. If we had been waiting for you to make a move, I would have died of old age.”

 

“Nah, I just wanted to see how long you could last.”

 

“Not very,” she grinned before tasting his lips and decided that this time, she was going to be in charge.

 

The end.

ã Shay Copy written 2001

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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