Desire and Fantasy

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Title: Desire and Fantasy.
Author:Larissa
Summary: A girl comes home and has her fantasies come true.
Rating: R.
Pairing(s): Gerard Butler/Erik and "you".
Feedback: desired.
Characters: Erik from Gaston Leroux's book "The Phantom of the Opera" and Gerard Butler.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters listed in this story nor do I make any money out of it.

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“So? Are you going to answer me?” he rasps again, brushing his lips against your ear and moving down to your neck, sucking and biting on it slowly

You moan feeling his hot mouth on your flesh. He takes his hand from your eyes and places it again on your neck. You lean against him, pressing your back against his strong, well built chest. Your eyes are still closed and you gasp as he moves his hands to your hips, holding you steady as he continues his torture on your neck.

You bite your lips when he starts pulling your gown up.

“Oh… Gerry…” you whisper.

You whimper when he stops, lifting his head up and releasing the hem of your gown, which falls graciously back to the floor.

“Who?” he asks. You open your eyes, not defining the tone in his voice.

“Who is Gerry?” he says stepping back and leaving you without the heat of his body. He jerks you around and pulls you firmly against him again. Your face is now inches from his. You look up only to see his beautiful face half covered by a white mask.

“There’s no Gerry here tonight… only me… your angel… your phantom… your master.” his breathing is heavy against your cheek.

You look into his green eyes, now dark with desire. “Yes… my master…” you move closer to him and whisper this words against his ear.

You hear his low growl and smile to yourself. You place your hands on his chest. He immediately grabs your hands and leanings forward kissing you fully on the lips. You open your mouth welcoming his tongue as it battles with your own.

He let go of you hands placing his gloved ones on your waist and pulling you to him even more.
You start opening his coat and pulling his shirt from inside his trousers. He tightens his grip around your waist and you feel his hard member against your thigh. As he breaks the kiss, you’re both breathing heavy.

He steps back looking you up and down and you feel yourself getting wet from the intensity of his gaze.

You do the same taking in the sight of him all dressed in white shirt opened on the chest, black coat, trousers, gloves and shoes… and the cape… That huge black cape hanging from his shoulders down to the floor. His hair is brushed back and his face is shaved.

“Lay down” he says, his breathing still hard.

You obey him and lay on your back on the floor right in front of him.

You leave your knees bent and your gown slide down exposing your thighs covered by the black stockings he had left for you in your room. You rest on your elbows so you can take a better look at the man standing in front of you wrapped in his cape.

He was so tall and dark… so big compared to your slim figure.

You keep looking at him and slowly open your legs, placing each foot side to side with his so he’s standing between your legs.

“So, my angel, what do you want me to do now?” you ask moving your hand to your neck and lightly passing the tip of your fingers over it.

You shiver with excitement when you see the discrete mischievous smile that forms on the uncovered side of his face.

“Touch yourself.”