Eyes On Me (Jaloe)

Chloe looked out over the crowd in the tiny little bar. Emerald eyes shyly smiled at her and she smiled back. She was going to miss coming here for karaoke. She wondered if he would finally speak to her tonight. She waited patiently as the karaoke host got her disk and track ready. Would he miss her next week? Was she being too vain? Was she reading too much into his shy smiles? Was it all in her head? He had never spoken to her; only looked at her with those beautiful eyes of his. He was quiet and shy and so not the sort of man she normally noticed. He always had a slight smile to his mouth as though he knew a really wonderful secret. She would give just about anything for him to share that secret with her. She silently prayed he would hear the message in the song she had chosen tonight. The opening bars of the song refocussed her attention. She sang with her whole heart and soul. She knew the song well and did not need to keep her eyes glued to the lyric prompter. She let her eyes travel the room and always she was drawn back to his peaceful gaze. When her song ended she replaced the microphone. She scanned the room and was crushed to see that the beautiful stranger had left. She laughed silently at herself as her eyes filled with tears. Feeling absurd she went directly to the ladies room to regain her composure and freshen her face. Fifteen minutes later she left the ladies room, settled her bar tab and left the bar to hail a taxi.

It was such a light touch it might have been the wind but the sensation of his eyes on her gave him away. She turned to look at him. She'd never seen him this close up before. He was a very beautiful man and his eyes were even more striking now that they were just inches from her own. His hand fell away from her arm and he looked contrite. He took a small step back,
"I'm sorry I ... I shouldn't be bothering you."
He turned to flee. Her soft words halted him.
"Did you like the song?"
He turned to face her again. He looked nearly frightened,
"You aren't coming back next week? For real?"
She shook her head,
"No not next week nor likely ever again. I'm going back to my home town."
He swallowed hard never taking his eyes off of hers,
"Why that song?"
She smiled and shrugged,
"For you. I was hoping you would understand. Do you?"
He nodded,
"I think so. I hope so. Maybe I'm just dreaming again."
She chuckled,
"Shall I pinch you then? If it hurts then you'll know for sure you aren't dreaming. Then again what if it's me who is dreaming this?"
His eyes moistened,
"If I reach out and touch you, will you shimmer and vanish?"
She stepped forward uncertainly then halted. Her eyes asked for permission to come closer. He hesitantly opened his arms and she stepped into his embrace. Even though she wore heels he was tall enough that she could still press her ear against his heart without needing to bend down. The sound of his racing heartbeat in her ear made her smile. She looked up into his eyes and whispered,
"I've always liked the way you look at me."
He took a deep breath,
"I never meant to stare. It's just that you're so ... you're so talented and beautiful."
She laughed lightly,
"If anyone is guilty of staring it's me! Your eyes are so incredible. You are such a strikingly handsome man. I could never take my eyes off of you for very long."
His mouth descended onto hers. The kiss began softly, then urgency and passion overtook them and they clung to each other. He dragged his mouth from hers and stepped away. He held out his hand questioningly. Unable to tear her eyes away from his she blindly reached for it. Still facing her, he began to back up, while leading her by the hand. His eyes continued to give her permission to end it all at her discretion. She lifted her chin determinedly and smiled. She followed him willingly.

They walked slowly, in tandem, hand in hand for several city blocks. She stood aside as he checked them into the hotel. With a key in hand he beckoned her to follow him. They stepped through the doorway of their hotel room and he put the 'do not disturb' sign on the outer doorknob. He closed and locked the door. When he turned, Chloe had removed her dress, her heels, and was in the process of removing her hosiery. As soon as they were off she reached for the hem of her slip to pull it off over her head. He halted her with a gentle shake of his head. He undressed down to his navy, silk boxers and a white, ribbed, sleeveless undershirt. He went over to the bed and pulled the covers back. Chloe's breath caught as she took in the beautiful dragon tattoo on his left shoulder. She admired his physique as he leaned over to retrieve his wallet from his pants. He removed a condom from it and put the condom on the nightstand. He looked back and forth between Chloe and the condom and sighed. He bent over his pants again as he fished in his pockets for some change and went into the bathroom to feed the condom vending machine. He came back out and showed her the three others. She smiled her approval. He kissed her quickly on the mouth and put the condoms with the first one. He took off his sports watch and set the alarm on it. He turned to her finally, catching her appreciative eyes on him. He smiled softly and held out his hand. She took it and allowed him to lay her down on the bed. He climbed in beside her and drew the covers over them both. She smiled in curiosity as he nestled her into his side with her head on his shoulder. He reached out to snap off the bedside lamp. He kissed her temple and smoothed her hair. She felt herself relaxing against his solid, warm body. He felt it too. He tightened his arms around her and spoke quietly,
"It's Jason. I already know your name, from all the times you were called up on stage to sing your songs."
She kissed his shoulder, closed her eyes and snuggled closer,
"See you in a little while?"
His hand drifted down to rest heavily against the curve of her hip.
"Yeah. See you soon."
They fell asleep together.
****
Chloe awoke to the sound of whimpering. She was disoriented at first and for a full minute could neither determine whom she was in bed with nor where she was. He moaned beside her again. Beads of sweat on his forehead were illuminated by the moonlight streaming through the window. Chloe raised up on her elbow and stroked his hair with her free hand. He fidgeted and tossed his head from side to side as a frown creased his brow. She watched stunned as twin streams of tears coursed from his closed eyes and dripped into his hairline at his temples. She gulped unsure what to do. She kissed at his tears whispering his name over and over again.
"Jason, wake up. Please Jason. Wake up. It's okay Jason oh please wake up, Jason." Her kisses soon found his mouth. Initially unresponsive, he suddenly surprised her by wrapping his arms tightly around her as his tongue plunged deeply into her eager mouth. His kisses were full of unbridled passion as his hands wandered the contours of her body unabashedly. Chloe was lost to any awareness of time or space as his heady kisses and touches obliterated her ability to think. He rolled her, pinning her to the bed as he continued his assault on her senses. Suddenly he pulled back, opened his eyes and looked at her in confusion,
"Chloe? Are you real?"
In answer she pulled his mouth back to hers and he slowly devoured her hungry kiss. Her hands tugged frantically at his clothes and he helped her up onto her knees so she could more easily yank the clothes from his body. He lifted her slip up over her head. She was nearly free from it except for her eyes and arms. He twisted the material immobilising her arms above her head, with her eyes still covered and he licked and sucked her erect nipples kissing his way to her mouth. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, nipping it softly, then soothing it with his tongue tip. He covered her mouth with his own and explored with his tongue. She leaned her body towards his and moaned with pleasure at the way he was kissing her. He wrapped an arm around her waist and pulled her flush against his body. His mouth left hers to settle on the pulse at her neck and he finished taking off her slip. She slid her hands into his short, dark blonde hair, holding his head in place as his mouth continued laving her pulse point. He hooked his fingers up her panty legs and drew them down slowly just until her bottom was uncovered. She sighed loudly as he gripped her cheek roughly in one hand, pulling it to one side. She felt the flesh between her legs open with the manipulation of her cheek. The fingers of his other hand explored the folds of her sex, spreading the proof of her arousal over the entire area. Her sighs and moans encouraged his continued attention. He slipped two fingers into her and lightly stroked them against her G-spot as his thumb gently caressed her clitoris. Her legs trembled and she orgasmed on a pleasure filled sob. He reached over to the bedside table, turned on the lamp, and grabbed one of the foil packets. He opened it quickly and in one graceful motion rolled it over his erection. He moved aside and had her get on her knees and elbows. Her panties were still stationed just below her bared bottom. He moved her knees apart until the garment was stretched taut. He put one hand on her back between her shoulder blades. With his other hand he parted her lips and invaded her wet, tight opening with the tip of his aroused flesh. Upon release her lips conformed to his intrusion. He grabbed her hip for leverage as he thrust hard the rest of the way into her. He continued moving in and out of her over and over again with steady, hard, and long strokes. Their combined grunts, moans, sighs and labored breathing filled the musky air of the little room. He climaxed and pulled out of her, immediately removing the condom and tying it off. He tossed it on the floor beside the bed and reached for her. He flipped her over onto her back and yanked her panties down to her ankles. He lifted her legs up and over so that her feet were either side of her head and he anchored them there by placing the crotch of her panties under her head. His mouth moved over her sex. He kissed and probed with his tongue as though he were French kissing her mouth. Her excited short shrieks egged him on. He put his fingers inside her and caressed her G-spot as he suckled her clitoris with his lips and teased it with his tongue. Her orgasms washed over her in wave after wave of intense pleasure. He released her ankles from her panties then reached for another condom and sheathed his returned hard on. He climbed on top of her and she clamped her legs around him as he drove his stiff rod into her repeatedly. He kissed her mouth, her neck and her breasts in a random frenzy as he slammed his hips against her steadily. His orgasm nearly knocked the wind out of him with it's intensity. He rolled off of her and lay beside her breathing heavily. His hand sought hers and she obliged, lacing their fingers. He lifted their clasped hands and kissed the back of hers then let them drop back onto the bed between their spent glistening bodies. They lay in silence listening to one another breathe. Chloe sat up and looked at his prone body. His skin had taken on a beautiful pink gold hue. His eyes were closed but she knew he was not asleep. She rose from the bed and went into the washroom. She wet a handtowel with warm water and wrung it out. She returned to stand beside the bed. He felt her eyes on him and opened his to witness her admiring gaze. He gave her the smile that was by now so familiar to her and she reciprocated with one of her own. She wiped his brow with the wet cloth and gently moved the cloth over the rest of his face. She continued slowly all the way down the rest of his body. She removed the full condom from his flaccid penis and carefully cleaned him off with one end of the cloth. She retrieved the other used condom from the floor and disposed of them both in the bathroom wastebasket. She rinsed the cloth under the bathroom faucet and finished sponge bathing his body. She went back into the washroom to freshen herself up before returning to him. She straddled him on all fours. He moved his hands lightly up and down her arms as their gazes locked. Without looking away he slid down on the bed to worship her full, dangling breasts with his mouth and hands. She put up with it for several minutes before she demanded the attention of his mouth on hers. As they teasingly kissed each other his hands roamed and caressed every part of her body that he could reach. He suddenly pulled her hips roughly against his body, moaning in satisfaction as he felt her wet sex against the underside of his hardened tool. She rubbed herself against the bulging cord there until she orgasmed. She reached over for the third condom and did the honors herself. As she lowered herself down onto him his quiet voice startled her,
"Sing the song for me again. Like this. Without moving until it's finished."
With him buried deep inside, she hummed the opening bars and then began to sing, for her audience of one. Her walls tightened around him with every impassioned crescendo.

Whenever sang my songs on this stage on my own
Whenever said my words wishing they would be heard
I saw you smiling at me was it real or just my fantasy?
You'd always be there in the corner of this tiny little bar
My last night here for you same old songs just once more
My last night here with you? Maybe yes maybe no
I kind of liked it your way how you shyly placed your eyes on me
Oh did you ever know that I had mine on you?

Darling so there you are with that look on your face
As if you're never hurt as if you're never down
Shall I be the one for you who pinches you softly but sure if frown is shown then I will know that you are no dreamer?

So let me come to you close as I want to be
Close enough for me to feel your heart beating fast
And stay there as I whisper 'How I loved your peaceful eyes on me'
Oh did you ever know that I had mine on you?

Darling so share with me your love if you have enough?
Your tears if you're holding back of pain if that's what it is?
How can I let you know I'm more than the dress and the voice?
Just reach me out then you will know that you are not dreaming

As Chloe's voice trailed off she began to move herself up and down Jason's shaft. Having her sing to him like that while he was so deeply inside her, feeling every note and every emotion reverberate through her body and into his was the most erotic experience he'd ever had. He orgasmed on her fifth stroke down on him and it doubled him over. He wrapped his arms tightly around her middle and buried his face between her breasts. She held tighter as she realised his body was shaking with silent sobs. They stayed like that until his sobbing ceased. He looked up at her and caressed her face,
" ~People so seldom say I love you
and then it's either too late or love goes
So when I tell you I love you
It doesn't mean I know you'll never go
Only that I wish you didn't have to.~
I don't remember who wrote that, Chloe but it is how I'm feeling. I do love you and I will miss you in ways I can't even begin to express."
Chloe's eyes shone with emotion as she smiled and nodded,
"I believe you and I do love you too, Jason. Whenever I sing, wherever I sing, I will remember the feeling of your eyes on me and I will smile."
He gave her his own sweet smile and tenderly kissed her cheek,
"Thank-you for touching my life. Shower?"
She grinned and lifted herself off of him. She reached for the last condom and winked,
"Sounds good to me!"

He wrapped his arms around her from behind and they went into the bathroom. He didn't let go of her as she turned the taps on and adjusted the temperature. She put the condom on the edge of the tub. He helped her step into the shower and then he joined her there. They stood under the spray kissing for a long while. Then she grabbed the soap and lathered the washcloth. He took the cloth away from her and washed her body first since she had sponged him down earlier. When she was all sudsy he wouldn't let her rinse immediately as he was too busy feeling her up. He slid his hands over the slippery skin of her breasts, bottom, tummy and thighs slowly, repeatedly. He put his palm against her mound and squeezed and rubbed, smiling as she writhed encouragingly. He pulled her roughly to him and ravaged her mouth with a hard kiss as he found and gently stroked her clit with his soapy, slippery fingers. She was still so aroused from all his earlier attention she climaxed within minutes. When he was sure she could stand on her own again, he let go of her and let her rinse off. She grabbed the cloth away from him again to rinse and re-lather it. She sudsed him up and then began her own slow, grope and feel session on his body. She fondled his biceps, kneaded his tight buttocks, caressed his chest, abs, groin, cock, balls and thighs. She worshipped his muscular back and shoulders with her hands, tracing his tattoo through the suds with her fingernail. He was aroused again but they ignored it while they finished rinsing. They shampooed each other's hair and took turns rinsing. Chloe got on her knees facing him and looked up. He looked deeply into her eyes, smiled and nodded. He gasped aloud in ecstasy as her mouth closed around his jutting manhood. Chloe closed her eyes and gave herself over to the joy of giving Jason pleasure. When he blew his load into her mouth she swallowed greedily, licking up every last drop. He leaned shakily against the shower wall with an ear to ear grin on his face. She stood and pressed herself up against him as she wrapped her arms behind his neck. She gave him a slow teasing kiss. He gently held her away and stood her under the spray. He lifted one of her feet onto the edge of the tub then took her hand and put it between her legs. His gaze was intense and full of lust as he watched her fulfill his unspoken request. He quickly grabbed onto her to steady her as she orgasmed. His mouth descended over hers and their tongues collided again and again. His mouth left hers and found it's way to her breasts. He spent a great deal of time licking, nibbling, suckling, and kissing each one like a starving man. His fingers helped her reach orgasm again and his erection throbbed back to life. Chloe eyed it avariciously and quickly put the condom on it. He lifted her up and impaled her with it as he sandwiched her between himself and the wall. He rutted into her vigorously as his tongue performed the same action inside her mouth. Chloe clung to him raking her nails all over his back, shoulders and buttocks. His orgasm was intense and dry. Chloe slowly slid down his body. He removed the condom and they both rinsed one more time in the spray. Chloe closed the taps and they dried each other. They left the bathroom. Jason turned off the lamp and they fell into bed together, completely happy and spent. They slumbered wrapped in each other's arms.
****
Chloe was awakened by Jason's sports watch alarm. Jason was not moved by the sound whatsoever. She noted with interest his morning erection tenting the sheet and got up to grab change from her purse. She fed the condom machine and bought two of them. When she returned, he was awake and he looked relieved to see she was still there. She went to his side and kissed him gently,
"I wouldn't leave without saying goodbye, Jason. Okay?"
He nodded, visibly further relieved. She held up the two condoms and made a big show of putting one in his wallet. He smiled his thanks. She pulled all the bedclothes off of him with great gusto and eagerly rolled the condom over his morning glory. She lay beside him and he turned onto his side to face her. She flung her leg across his hip and he entered her quickly. They moved slowly looking into each other's eyes and caressing each other's faces as though trying to memorise one another. Their faces moved in closer together and they shared soft repeated kisses as their hips continued to slow dance together. Chloe reached a hand between their bodies and gently touched herself as Jason continued moving inside of her. Her orgasm gripped him pleasureably and he climaxed too. They cuddled and kissed for a while in procrastination of their impending exodus from one another.

With a mutual sigh they reluctantly got up and dressed in their clothing from the night before. Jason watched in utter fascination as she gathered up her mass of love-tangled curls into a bun and secured it with a scrunchy. He was awed at how it transformed her appearance. His ravaged, well-loved woman with one action had become the epitome of grace, elegance and class. It only served to confirm to him that he was indeed in the presence of a natural-born true lady. He held her one final time and kissed her softly on the lips.
"I love you Chloe. You'd better leave first, because I can't leave you."
Tears welled up in Chloe's eyes and she kissed him one more time,
"I love you Jason. I'll always remember your eyes on me I promise. Who knows maybe someday I'll look up and find your eyes on me again?"
He smiled,
"Yeah maybe so. Who knows? Goodbye Chloe."
She touched his face,
"Goodbye Jason."
She turned away, opened the door, stepped across the threshold into the hallway and walked down to summon the elevator. She looked back just once and then the elevator doors opened and she got on.
****
On her journey back to her hometown she recalled her last glimpse of Jason. He'd stood in the open doorway watching as she'd awaited the elevator. He'd had that secretive slight smile on his lips that she'd so often wondered about. She recalled the many ways he had finally shared his really wonderful secret with her and she wore her own secretive slight smile at the memory.

THE END

Credits: Final Fantasy 8 ending theme song- "Eyes On Me" by Faye Wong
"I Love You" poem by Laurence Craig~Greene. The fic banner was made by Wendy. Thank-you SF! Love FM