Letter to the Artist Ch. 02

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Iwan poured her a tall shot of the vodka. "This one is called Spirytus. I suggest---" his speech was cut short when the woman took a straight shot of the liquor he just poured.

Jac felt the vodka course through her throat and straight down to her stomach like fire. She fought hard not to cough. She immediately felt warm, especially through her throat. "What is this? 100 proof?" Jac managed to ask as the liquor coursed through her veins.

"192 actually," Iwan replied and handed her the much needed full glass of orange juice.

Jac finally let out a cough. "That's like four shots!" She immediately downed the full glass of orange juice that was handed to her. She tried to keep her composure, but the room immediately seemed 20 degrees warmer. She began touching her throat trying to contain the warmth emanating from it. She then retied her hair up in a bun trying to cool her self.

Jerzy wanted to laugh at her reaction. He could see the pink blush creeping up her skin from her cheeks to the top of her breasts. He was transfixed with how she tied her hair. The picture she presented him looked so sexy, the way she arched her back and presented her bosom to him and how her hands raked through her hair.

Jac noticed the way he was looking at her. "You think this is funny?" she huffed and placed her hands akimbo while she leaned against the bar for support. She saw him shake his head with that stupid grin on his face. Her pulse began to race with the heat and she began to hear the beat of the music. Jac let out a frustrated groan. "How could this man look so good with that stupid grin," she thought as she left their presence.

"I think now would be the time to go to her," Iwan said with a grin. "I have to start setting up anyway."

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Jac found herself a nice solid wall to lean against. She was definitely beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol after wandering through the warehouse. She watched the people around her and they were definitely having a good time listening to the band that was playing. Even she couldn't deny the fact that she, too, was having a good time. In the center of the room, she noticed a girl dancing and singing her heart out. She couldn't help but smile at the girl's carefree enthusiasm.

Jac didn't even realize that the man on the so called stage was the bartender until he winked at her. She turned to look for Jerzy when she met a solid wall of chest. She looked up to meet Jerzy's green eyes. She didn't think it was possible for get any hotter, but it did. She felt the heat emanating from his chest and felt his steady heart beating against her hands. She licked her lips, suddenly feeling parched.

Jerzy could feel the heat of her questing hands against his chest. Her eyes were so warm they resembled the color of gold honey. He immediately hardened when she licked her lips. He nearly lost it at the thought of ravaging those lips when, thankfully, they were interrupted.

"This song here is for my fellow country man!" Iwan began. "And to his lady friend," he added with a wink.

Jac immediately felt embarrassed at being the center of attention and being caught in that moment with Jerzy. She was never one to get embarrassed, she was used to being the center of attention, but to be so out of control of her emotion was just simply embarrassing.

Jerzy handed her the drink he had been carrying the whole time. He just smiled at her and moved them closer to the 'stage'.

"I'm beginning to suspect that you, sir, are trying to get me inebriated," Jac said as she took a sip of the sweet drink. She could not, try as she might, hide the amused tone in her voice.

The band began playing. It most definitely sounded Eastern European and Gypsy with a modern twist to it. She heard people, including Jerzy, begin to clap to the beat of the music. She saw the big smile on his face as he mumbled along to the Polish jig. Again, she could not help the smile escaping her lips.

Iwan beckoned for him to join him on the microphone. There really wasn't a stage. It was more like an area in the room where the band decided to set up. Jerzy looked down at Jac, who was watching him mumble along. She looked like she was trying hard not to smile. It was there that he decided that he would make her laugh. Jerzy locked her gaze and began singing only to her.

"Stop," she said, covering her mouth with her hand, clearly trying not to smile. Without breaking his gaze from her, she watched him walk toward the man on the microphone. "What are you doing!?" In that moment, Jerzy began singing, very loudly, the chorus.

Jac could not help the laugh that came from deep inside her belly as she watched Jerzy sing, his deep voice booming in the microphone. Again she tried to cover her mouth with her hand, but she could not help but laugh at his big hulking form singing in Polish while still holding his drink in his hand. She finished her drink on hopes of covering her amusement.

Jerzy finally saw her laughing. He heard her laugh heartily, but still trying to control herself. He put down his drink and then headed towards her. He quickly locked her arm with his and began dancing. Jac could not stop laughing. She was in a dilapidated warehouse dancing like country folk to Polish music with Jerzy Gorszewski. Somewhere during their jig, she and Jerzy were handed yet another Polish drink. She tasted vodka, raspberry and Tabasco somewhere in there but she was too caught up to care.

The song finished but Jac kept laughing. He led his quivering beauty to a darker and much less occupied room. The music that the band was playing was a complete opposite of the room they just came from. It was mellow and electronic and Jerzy immediately like the band. It was quiet and minimalistic, yet powerful.

Jac was transfixed by the band. There were only two people on stage, yet they commanded it with a certain powerful quiet. They were a couple, most definitely. She could tell from the way that they stared at each other. Jac was suddenly envious of how the couple on stage functioned as one. They seemed so aware of each other.

"When was the last time you did that?" he asked as he held her in his arms.

"I stopped laughing twelve years ago," she said quietly without hesitation. Now that they stopped moving to the Polish beats, she was most definitely feeling the effects of the alcohol she had consumed. She closed her eyes suddenly, feeling very tired. Her head began to spin.

She rested her head against his chest with her eyes closed. "Don't get any ideas!" she warned. Jac was conscious of the fact that he had not tried anything with her and was thankful for his patience. She was trying very hard to even out her breathing and snap out of it but her mind was drifting very closely to sleep.

Jerzy only smiled at her warning. He kissed her forehead and held her close to him as he led them out of the warehouse. He gave a nod to Iwan as a form of goodbye and Iwan, in turn, gave him a sly wink. Jac could barely walk as he let them out to the alley and into the street. She was practically stumbling half asleep.

"Get on my back," he said suddenly stopping in front of her and crouching.

"What?" Jac blurted out in confusion.

"Get on my back!"

"I'm not g---" Jac was suddenly hurled forward and was now riding piggyback on Jerzy. "Let me down! This is embarrassing!" she demanded as she tried to move her limbs, but realized she had lost command of them.

"Why should you care what others think?"

"No Jac-leeeen!" She mumbled in a mock French accent. "You mustn't do that! No Jac-leeeeen! You must be proper. No Jac-leeeeen! No! No! No! Always no..."

They remained silent for the rest of the walk back to his hotel. He could feel her breasts pressed close to his back and the pulsing heat between her thighs. This was torture for him. He could feel her soft breathing on his skin and the accidental brushing of her lips on his neck.

Jac kept inhaling his scent. She couldn't get enough of him. He smelled so male and comforting. It reminded her of a warm log cabin in the middle of the woods during winter.

"Do you ever get... tired?" she began quietly breaking their silence.

Jerzy heard the tone of her voice. She sounded so vulnerable. He knew she wasn't indicating physical exertion.

"Sometimes I get tired," she continued.

He allowed more silence to pass until he replied, "Its ok. I used to, once, when I was young."

"How did you stop?" she suddenly asked

"I learned not to compromise. I learned that I am right and I have nothing to hide."

"That's hard," she said after internalizing what he just said.

"I know. But it gets better," Jerzy placed a light kiss on her arm.

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Jac awoke with a start, head pounding in her skull. The room was still dark, but she knew she wasn't in her room. Memories of the night suddenly came rushing in her head and she immediately clutched the blanket close to her chest. She looked under the blanket to check what type of predicament she was in.

She was in his t-shirt, which reached way below her knees. Her bra and thong were still on and she was relieved at that. She then swept the massive bed looking for his equally massive figure, but he was nowhere to be found. She then looked around the dark room and found his sleeping form on the couch.

Jac watched his steady breathing and marveled at his peaceful form. She was impressed with the control he maintained in her presence. Throughout the day she saw his glances and always caught lust in them. She knew many would take advantage of her unconscious form and would marvel at taking her without the consequences of dealing with her mind.

She got off the bed and draped a blanket over Jerzy's sleeping form. She noticed his itinerary on the mahogany desk by the bed and saw that he was leaving for Krakow today at 11 pm. He didn't even plan on staying for his show. She headed toward the massive window that was hiding behind the thick and lavish curtains of The Biltmore. She drew the curtains open to reveal a gorgeous backdrop of the city. Dawn was approaching and the soft light it provided against the skyscrapers was just beautiful. She had forgotten how beautiful everything was and now she was beginning to see.

She loved him, that much she knew. She loved him more than anything she could think possible. But she didn't deserve him. He deserved someone better. Someone honest. Someone who didn't live a lie. He deserved someone who was alive. She would give herself to him, right now in this moment. He deserved that much. Then she would bid him goodbye.

Jerzy awoke to the sound of the curtains being drawn. The room was still dark but he knew from the light outside the window that it was almost sunrise. He noticed he was under a blanket and concluded that Jac had draped it over him sometime in the night. Then he saw her pensive form standing in front of the massive windows and gazing out into the city. He immediately hardened at the sight of her. She looked so beautiful against the soft light of dawn that was the back drop of the city. He hardened even more knowing that she was wearing his t shirt.

Jac heard him shifting and drifted her gaze over to him. She could see that he was watching her intently despite the darkness. She began walking towards him, her gaze never leaving his. Jerzy removed himself from under the blanket, intent on moving, but her gaze pinned him in his spot. She stopped mere inches from his sitting form, letting him know that she knew exactly what she was doing.

Slowly, oh so slowly, Jac climbed on top of him and sat straddling his thighs. Jerzy sucked in his breath through his teeth just feeling her warm center against his very hard length. He searched Jac's eyes for hesitation or confusion but all he saw was determination. Jac reached behind her and under her shirt to unclasp the straps of her bra. Jerzy stared, transfixed, at her arched form and thought he would unman himself that very moment. They stared at each other intently and knew, in that moment, that there was no stopping what was bound to happen.

Jac placed her hands on his solid chest and lowered her mouth to his. It started off as a shy kiss, as if she was unsure of her skills, but it quickly turned to something hot and heavy as Jerzy opened his mouth to her. The tentative licks of her tongue inside his mouth were enough to snap what little control he had. He immediately began squeezing and caressing her thighs.

Jerzy soon devoured her mouth hungrily. The delicate hands that were on his chest were now holding on to his face as she tried to press her body closer to his. Jac was breathing hard at the wanton needs of her body. She wanted him so much that it was ridiculous. She couldn't get enough of him. She wanted his skin on hers and to be enveloped in everything that was him.

She began tugging at his shirt to remove it and he, in turn, broke their kiss and peeled off her shirt along with her bra. The way he looked at her made her so hungry with need that she pressed her naked breast against his bare chest and began kissing him like a mad woman.

Jerzy groaned at the feel of her breast against his. Their first joining was so harsh and conquering that he had no time to show her affection and explore her wondrous flesh. Now he could have her and explore every single gift she had to offer. He would have her and, in turn, give her what he had to offer.

He grabbed her ass and squeezed it lovingly as he stood up with Jac in his arms. She instinctively wrapped her legs around him and held onto his neck as she kissed him unrelentingly. He had to pry her body away from him to lay her down in the middle of the bed with her hands resting above her head.

He stood above her, drinking in her lovely sight. She was breathing hard with a smile on her face. She looked as if all the joy and excitement in the world were contained in that smile. He placed his hands on either side of her shoulders, locking her within his arms. He finally lowered himself to her and covered her body with his.

He lowered his mouth to hers in a slow, sensual and tender kiss. Leaving a trail of gentle kisses, he moved to her ear, his lips planting a soft kiss on it before he sucked in her earlobe. He smiled knowingly at her shivering reaction to his ministrations. Then he continued his exploration of her slender neck. He felt her shudder when he placed a kiss on the hollow of her neck and licked it right after

Jac's whole body was on fire at the mere touch of his lips on her skin. The anticipation of what was to come drove her to madness. She was so responsive to him that her thong was now soaking wet from all the attention he had given her. Jac could not help the moan that escaped from her throat when she felt his lips giving her nipples a kiss.

Jerzy felt her arch her back to press her breast closer to his mouth. And he devoured her wholly. She tasted so delicious as he suckled onto her left breast. He would tease her nipple with the tip of his tongue and let it pucker before sucking it into his mouth. He did the same to her other breast before he trailed kisses down to her stomach.

He ran his hands down and up her thighs before spreading them open before him. He could smell the delicious aroma of her arousal as he gazed down at her. Her dark green lacy thong was soaking wet. He looked up at her and waited till she met his gaze.

Jac couldn't stop whimpering. She tried to cover her mouth with her hand and even bit onto her knuckles, but still she couldn't stop herself. His tongue and mouth was just so devilishly wicked on her skin that there was nothing else to do but writhe and moan. She felt his exploration suddenly stop. She groaned in anguish at being separated from his touch. She sat up on her elbows to look down where he was, only to gasp in pleasure.

Jerzy met her confused gaze and that's when he pounced on her soaking pussy. He began flicking his tongue directly on her clit through her thong. He heard her yelp and felt her arch her back and he could only smile at her reaction.

He sat down on his knees and lifted her legs to rest her ankles on his right shoulder. He locked gazes with her and began removing her thoroughly wet thong. He tossed the garment over his shoulder and began kissing her ankles all the way up to the inside of her thighs.

He was torturing her with his slow trail of kisses and that deliciously wicked grin on his face. She could feel his hot breath on her pussy lips. There was nothing more she wanted than to feel his skillful tongue on her. She lifted her hips to seek his mouth but was only held down by his strong hands.

Jerzy delved into her folds and licked from her entrance to her clit. He then stayed on her clit, kissing, licking and nibbling at it.

"Oh god!" Jac moaned breathlessly, feeling his tongue and lips on her pussy for the first time. She then felt his tongue delve deep inside her quivering heat. She grabbed his head with both hands trying to bring his mouth closer to her and began humping his mouth.

Jerzy smiled at her uninhibited reaction. He kept snaking his tongue in and out of her pussy until he felt that she was close to shattering. He then latched onto her clit and began flicking and sucking mercilessly.

"Oh god, oh god, OH GOD!" Jac wrapped her legs around his neck and grabbed onto his head for support as she arched her back and shattered into ecstasy. She fell back on the sheets breathing heavily with her legs still wrapped around his shoulders.

Jerzy lapped up every single drop of her honey and began running his hands up and down her thighs in a soothing manner. When she finally released him from her hold, he began making his way back up to her, kissing and licking a trail up to her flat stomach, to her belly button, to the valley between her breast, the hollow of her throat and finally to her succulent and delicious lips. He then straddled her hips so that he could lean down and explore her with both hands.

She could taste herself on him and all she could do was wrap her arms around his neck as he, again, covered her body with his. She shivered as she felt his fingers running down the side of her breast and to her waist. She then felt his large hands grab her breasts and gently squeeze them. She knew she had just come moments ago, but she was ready for him again. He seemed so intent in exploring her that he missed her needy moans and the suggestive lifting of her hips.

"Jerzy...," she said in a breathless whisper. "I need you."

He stopped dead in his tracks and stared straight into the golden brown pools of her eyes. It was such a breathy whisper that he nearly missed it.

She gently held onto his face and locked those devilish green eyes with hers. "I need you," she said quietly again.

It was the fastest he had ever removed his pants when he saw the need and hunger in her eyes. He locked gazes with her and positioned himself at her entrance. Slowly he slid inside her tight channel and watched every single emotion running through her beautiful face. She closed her eyes with a satisfied smile on her face when Jerzy connected their hips together, burying himself to the hilt.

She felt so incredible around him that he could cum just by having her around him. He began to move with long and steady strokes when he heard her whimper. She wrapped her legs around his hips and began thrusting her hips up to meet him. Jerzy quickened his pace and rested his head on the juncture between her neck and shoulder.

Jac could only whimper and moan mindlessly as he picked up his pace. She could feel him breathing harshly against her neck. She then felt him grab her hips to slam them against him in his now hard and maddening pace.

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