
And he appears, sliding slowly through the smoke, capturing the attention of everyone around him. His head is hung low, seemingly hes off in another world where only he and the music around him exist. With closed eyes he floats on, the sweat is glistening on his glowing skin, his muscles flexing every time he makes a sudden move. His tongue comes out to lick his lips sensually as his blue eyes flutter open, and he takes in the crowd, feeding off of everyone watching him, relishing in the control he knows he possesses.
Shit, there he goes again.
The smile that creeps across his face reminds me of the one of a wild beast, just when it realizes it has its prey under complete control. His eyes are shining and theyre telling me, Dont you ever think you can forget about me, I got you just where I want you. Then he moves on, giving someone else a taste of his insane control. I can finally breathe out that air Ive been holding inside since his eyes came my way.
I have to laugh at myself, here I am, a grown professional woman, and this
boy, can drive me crazy with just one fucking glance my way. That shithead who walks around thinking hes king of the world and Gods gift to probably both women and men, he literally oozes sex. If possible, it would drip right off of that unbelievably well-proportioned body of his. Those broad shoulders, muscular arms and then the rippled stomach, JESUS!
I look at my hands, theyre practically shaking. Annoyed like hell that this guy is having this enormous effect on me, I shove them into my pockets, at least then Ill have them under control. I take a few deep breaths before I dare looking in his direction again.
Shit, hes coming this way again, isnt he?
And once again Im hypnotized, studying him walk that freaking sexy walk of his, while his voice trickles in through my ears, making me sigh a couple of times. My eyes keep roaming his body, ending up at his mouth and then he does it, that one thing that I find both the most endearing and nasty sexy at the same time. He bites his bottom lip. I audibly whimper, and I know people would stare at me if they heard, but I can't help the impression this man makes on me. In just a flick of a moment I swear I can see that innocent boy behind the too-confident-for-words façade, but just as fast, its gone.
Hes not looking my way anymore, hes actually walking the other direction. Good, I mumble, thinking that now I can finally exhale again, but thats before I notice his ass. Oh fuck, did I mention he has one fine butt too? Oh yeah, its just as perfect as every other piece of that Adonis body of his. And of course hes wearing jeans, thats not helping me turn away. The jeans snuggle around his hips and legs like they were actually made especially for him, oh well, thinking about it, they probably were.
Something moves at the corner of my eye, I turn to see what it is. Hmm, looks like Im not the only one fascinated. In fact, he has everyone in here in the hollow of his hand. I have to smile, its pretty insane when you think about it, how one guy can make so many people go ballistic. As my gaze turns toward him again, I can't help the gasp that immediately escapes my lips. Hes down on his knees, his upper body leaned back, eyes closed in passion. I scream out loud, I cant help it, Ive been wanting to ever since he first walked in.
The way hes now moving his body, tricks off my imagination and within seconds its running wild. In my head I have him lying on a bed, moaning and whimpering with a voice thick of arousal, hovering above me with his dark eyes fixated on mine. I shake my head, trying to get the image out of my mind, but when I open my eyes, I see something even worse. Hes lying on his back and his hips are lifting off of the floor. My mouth falls open and my eyes widen from the sight before me. I groan, literally groan.
I fall to my chair, unable to stay on my feet. My legs are quivering and I can do nothing to stop it. I take a few deep breaths, determined to get back up, I cant very well miss this. With huge effort, I push myself to my feet just in time for him to give me the final deathblow. Hes just a few feet away, looking me straight in the eye and pointing right at me. I swallow hard, intoxicated by the energy he gives off. His lips crinkle up into a smile, the very one that made me want him so desperately in the first place. The one that says: You know you want me.
Its the last glimpse of him I catch before the place turns pitch black. Thats when I realize I havent breathed in a couple of minutes, I was too caught up in his being to care about anything else at all. My whole body is tingling, I cant believe Im still this effected. So Im telling you people, dont go to an NSync concert if you dont have a good heart, it might just ruin you completely. And if you think youre strong enough and do go, make sure you leave before they start singing Gone, cause if you stay, Im not joking here, youll never be the same ever again.
And Justin, if you ever read this, I fucking hate you sometimes