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“Donna! Emergency best friend huddle, now!” You husked into your friend’s ear.
Donna Beneviento, your best friend since freshman year of college, turned quickly to look at you, her drink nearly sloshing over the rim of her red solo cup as she did so. “What? What’s wrong?” She whispered back.
You grabbed her arm and pointed towards the door. The two of you were in your fourth year together, both in the same program and set to graduate soon. But that wouldn’t stop you from partying. You were currently at one of the biggest sorority parties of the year and you’d just spotted what would hopefully be your latest conquest as they walked in.
She was tall, like Amazonian tall, and clearly well built. Dressed in a tight white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up halfway. You could tell she was blessed in the chest area due to the way the middle button was straining a bit to hold it together. Her skin was pale, but otherwise flawless. Dark black hair in a styled bob. Sharp eyes, the color of which you couldn’t tell from this distance, trailing over the crowd like she was searching for someone. Hopefully it wasn’t a romantic partner - you’d hate to be a homewrecker. But you wouldn’t hesitate to try for this beauty.
“Look at the tall drink of water that just walked in! Do you think she’s here with someone? Gods, I hope not; I’d like to climb her like a tree.” You stated, licking your teeth like a predator on the prowl for its next meal.
Donna’s eyes widened. “Oh my god! Alci!” She called out to the woman. Your target turned toward your friend and perked up, pushing through the crowd as Donna waved her over.
“Uh, you know her?” You asked.
Donna turned to look at you, excitement written all over her features. “Duh! That’s Alcina Dimitrescu! The one I told you about?”
You gaped at her, completely dumbfounded. “THE Alcina Dimitrescu?! Like, your childhood best friend who owns the Romanian winery?!”
“The one and only.” Came a sultry low timbre voice. You turned and came face to face - or more like face to chest - with the goddess of a woman you’d just been shamelessly drooling over. You looked up to meet her eyes, noting the endless pools of molten grey were already locked onto your gaze. She stuck her hand out facing up for you to place your hand in. You did. “Donna’s friend, I presume?”
Her hand was big and so soft and warm. ‘Get it together’, you told yourself. You stammered for a moment, swallowing roughly before telling her your name. “A pleasure to finally meet you.” You told her.
“The pleasure’s all mine, darling.” She stated before bringing your hand up to her plump red stained lips and placing a lingering kiss on the back of it. You blushed and gave her what you hoped wasn’t a goofy grin.
She released your hand and turned to Donna, smiling jubilantly as your friend practically jumped into her arms. “I can’t believe you actually came!” Donna exclaimed.
“Of course I did. I told you my meeting would end in time for me to stop by. Why do you still doubt me after all these years, my dear?” Alcina told her before setting her back down.
“Uh, probably because you hate college parties. The last time I convinced you to come to one you complained that it was ‘uncouth’ and ‘teeming with barbaric men’.” Donna drawled with a teasing grin on her lips.
Alcina tossed a glance around the room before resetting Donna with a look. “And I see nothing much has changed.” She remarked.
“Well, since you’re here now, would you like to stay and party with us? I promise it’ll be so much fun. Isn’t that right?” Donna turned and gave you an expectant and slightly suggestive look.
“Uh, yeah totally.” You confirmed, nodding quickly and turning your attention back to Alcina. “You should totally stay. We’ll make sure you have a great time!”
Alcina smirked at you. “Then I suppose I ‘totally’ will do that.”
You giggled nervously and tucked a loose strand of hair behind your ear. Gods, why are you acting like you’ve never spoken to a hot woman before? ‘Because none of them were her’, you thought back to yourself.
So, the night progressed. It was fun and you tried really hard to not make a complete fool of yourself. Alcina was really laid back and a little haughty, but that’s what you would have expected from a rich young business owner.
The three of you hung out and had a few drinks before you all got reeled into a party game. Seven Minutes In Heaven.
“How juvenile.” You heard Alcina mutter under her breath. You snickered and tossed a glance at her over your shoulder.
“It’s not so bad. Maybe you’ll get to go in with someone that’s not a complete bore.” You tried.
She huffed a short disbelieving chuckle. “We’ll see.”
Everyone sat in a circle and spun a bottle, which Alcina rolled her eyes at before Donna nudged her with her elbow and whispered something in her ear. Alcina smirked and nodded before whispering something back, causing Donna to giggle. You couldn’t help but check Alcina out subtly since she was sitting across from you - nothing wrong with window shopping, right?
A few rounds went by and, you had to admit, you were getting a bit bored. You hadn’t been picked yet and your ass was starting to hurt. At least the view was nice, though. While you were gazing at her for the umpteenth time, her eyes slid over and met yours. Your heart rate spiked and you gave her a little smile. She smirked in response before her eyes widened as she looked down between the two of you.
You followed her gaze and saw the bottle pointing at her. Oh. She hadn’t been picked yet either, so both of you were caught off guard.
The bottle was spun again to pick her partner. She was clearly dreading the suspense and you felt a pang of hope and terror. The spinning started to progressively slow and you felt heat creep up over the back of your neck as it landed on you. You stared in disbelief before you looked back up at her and saw her staring back at you with an equally shocked expression.
People were pushing you to stand and so you did so on shaky legs. The two of you were corralled to a decent sized closet where you both stepped inside and the door was shut behind you. You’d never been this nervous, not even with your first ever romantic partner.
Being in such close proximity to her, you were engulfed in her tantalizing perfume. It smelled fancy. Not too masculine, nor too feminine. It made your head spin and your mouth water. You wanted to smell it everyday.
You looked up at her and she observed you for a moment before clearing her throat and stepping back a bit out of your space. “Ah, well, ahem. This is unexpected.” She stated.
You nodded. “Yeah, a little.”
There was a beat of silence.
“We, erm, we don’t have to do anything, if you’re uncomfortable with it. I mean, we’ve only just met.” Alcina blurted out.
Gods, but you wanted to so bad. “Yeah, yeah. If you don’t want to do anything that’s fine. We could just, like, talk or something. I mean you are my best friend’s childhood friend, after all. I should get to know you better, I think.”
She averted her gaze for a moment, clearly mulling something over, before bringing her dark eyes back to you and nodding. “I couldn’t agree more, darling. I’d love to get to know you, as well.”
And so you did. The two of you chatted for the entire seven minutes. It was actually quite nice. She was funny and sweet. And so well spoken. You felt like you were a caveman or something when you’d curse or speak so casually after she’d be so refined and eloquent.
She must have found you endearing enough, though. She’d laugh at your lame jokes and smiled for pretty much the entire interaction. She’d moved closer to you again, one hand braced on the wall above your head as she spoke with you.
Your senses were filled with her and you felt nearly intoxicated. You swore she was starting to lean down closer to you, too. Her eyes darted from yours down to your lips and back again. Your breath caught in the back of your throat as you tilted your head up, begging her silently to close the distance as you looked up at her through half lidded eyes.
“Times up!” The door suddenly burst open and the two of you were jolted out of your little bubble.
You were both pulled from the closet and stepped off to the side before returning to the game. You cleared your throat and looked back at Alcina. She was rubbing the back of her neck and clearly debating something.
“Alcina, I-“
“Darling, could I-“
Both of you stopped as you spoke at the same time. You both chuckled briefly. You nodded at her. “You go ahead. Sorry.”
“No, I’m sorry. I just.. I was going to leave soon. I have work in the morning.” She stated. You furrowed your brow, a bit disappointed. “But, could I have your number? If you don’t mind, of course. I rather enjoyed conversing with you.”
Your eyebrows shot up. “Oh. Yeah!” You started with too much enthusiasm before reining it in. “I mean, uh, yes. I enjoyed talking with you, too.” You corrected, blushing slightly.
She smiled. “Excellent!” She pulled her phone out and unlocked it, hitting a few buttons before handing it to you. It was comically large in your hands but you ignored it, overly excited to be exchanging numbers with this stunning woman.
You typed your name and number into her phone and handed it back to her. She quickly typed something out and you heard your phone chirp. You pulled it out and looked at it, seeing an unknown number you presumed was hers had texted you. You closed your phone and placed it back in your pocket; you’ll read it later, you wanted to give her all of your attention right now.
“So you have mine, as well. It was truly a pleasure to meet and get to know you a little better. I hope we will continue to do so in the near future.” She said in her sultry tone, giving you a small wink. Your heart - and vagina - melted at the small action.
“Me too. I mean, I had a great time with you too. And we’ll definitely be doing it again soon, count on it.” You bit your lip and grinned back at her.
“Looking forward to it. Now, I’m going to go find Donna and tell her I’m leaving. See you around, darling.” She gave you a small wave and left to grab Donna.
You were left standing there, completely awestruck. You pulled your phone back out and looked at her message.
UNKOWN:
Hello, my darling.
You smiled and changed her name as you saved the contact before replying.
YOU:
Hey yourself, gorgeous.
You were practically giddy as you stowed your phone back into your pocket. Even though nothing happened, she’d mentioned wanting to see you again, so that was good enough for you. For now.
-
It was nearly a week later when your phone chirped unexpectedly. You were sitting at the campus café with Donna while the two of you studied and chatted together. You looked down at it curiously and your heart rate spike as you quickly picked it up and opened the message.
ALCINA 🫦:
Hello again, darling. I was wondering if perhaps you would like to go on a date with me this Saturday?
The two of you had been texting sporadically since exchanging numbers, but nothing too racy or explicit. Though you did try to flirt subtly with her occasionally, at least to express your interest if nothing else.
You really hadn’t expected this from her so suddenly, but you were definitely not complaining. You’d thought about her nearly nonstop since you first laid eyes on her and, embarrassingly, had gotten yourself off to the thought of her more than once.
YOU:
I definitely ‘perhaps’ would like to. What time?
You giggled at your own stupid message, knowing you sounded silly but hoping she’d find it endearing.
“Who’s that?” Donna inquired.
You looked up at her, smiling so hard your cheeks nearly ached. “Guess.”
She smiled back. She knew you’d been talking to Alcina since that night. You told her about your interaction in the closet and how you swore the two of you were about to kiss before you were interrupted. She was ecstatic that the two of you had hit it off; though it did take some convincing before she believed you that that was all that had happened that night. You tried pressing her about if Alcina had mentioned you at all to her, but she simply said she wouldn’t get involved in whatever was going on between the two of you; that she was just happy to stay on the sidelines and cheer you on.
“What’d she say?” Donna pressed.
“She asked me out this weekend.” You replied, sounding cocky and accomplished.
“No way! That’s awesome.”
“I know right?! I’m so excited. She’s literally so hot.” Donna cringed slightly. “Sorry, I know she’s your childhood friend but, like, come on, look at her! It’s like she was pulled straight from my dreams!”
You swooned as you looked at her little profile picture on your phone. She’d sent you a selfie, per your request, a couple of days ago so you’d have a contact photo for her. You reciprocated, of course, but only after drooling over her and telling her she was ‘unfairly stunning’.
“Yeah, yeah. Just don’t forget to thank me when the two of you get married.” Donna joked.
“Girl, I could literally kiss you right now, I’m so thankful. Maybe that’s how I’ll thank you.” You laughed. “‘You may now kiss the bride and also her best friend’.” You said in a deep tone like you were mimicking an officiant or something.
Donna chortled and pushed your shoulder. “Ew. No thanks. I’ll just accept my thanks via a drunken toast or something.”
You grabbed her and pulled her in like you were going to kiss her. “Aw, come on! Lemme just plant one on ya!” You teased, not actually going to do anything. The two of you devolved into fits of giggles before your phone dinged again. You released her and picked it up again.
ALCINA 🫦:
I could pick you up at 5PM?
YOU:
Sounds great. I’ll be waiting 😉
ALCINA 🫦:
Perfect! See you then, darling.
-
By the time Saturday rolled around you were a bundle of nerves. Excitement and anxiety were fighting for dominance within you as her car pulled up outside. She looked smoking hot, too, making both feelings double in intensity.
Her hair was styled much the same as that first night you met her. She wore a tight black button up with a blood red handkerchief folded neatly in the pocket that matched her lipstick color. She also had on perfectly tailored white slacks and black heels that made her a couple inches taller. A fancy Rolex was on her wrist, a subtle sign of her wealth. But your eyes were currently locked on her face.
Her lips drew you in first, painted red and plump as ever, curving into a cocky grin. Her sharp, well manicured eyebrows that were slightly hiked as she not so subtly checked you out, appreciating the outfit you wore. And then, when her eyes dragged back up to meet yours, you swore your knees nearly buckled beneath you. The deep, hungry pools of molten iron all but bore into your soul, the color of them popping more due to her eye shadow and subtle makeup.
It’s a good thing you wore panties, or you’d surely be dripping on the pavement. Gods, you hoped this night would go your way. You needed this woman on top of you and at least three knuckles deep in you asap. Not that you were only interested in sex with her, but it was currently very high up on your to-do list.
You greeted each other and spoke for a bit before she helped you into her expensive looking luxury car. She was being very cordial and laid back. It helped relax you a bit as the two of you sped off to dinner.
The restaurant was also quite fancy. You were starting to realize why Alcina found college parties mediocre. She clearly enjoyed living the high life if her dressy outfits, flashy car, and high end choice of restaurant were any indication. You didn’t mind either way. She could’ve taken you to a fast food joint and you’d still be smitten.
The dinner lasted longer than you’d expected it to, mainly because the two of you were so lost in each other that neither of you realized the time. You spoke at length about just about anything you could think of. You learned quite a bit about her and her life, and even a little more about Donna since the two of them were so close. You told her more about yourself in turn.
She was so enchanting. Not just because of how she was so well spoken, but because she was also so kind and respectful. She listened intently when you spoke and seemed genuinely invested in your interests. Her eyes never left yours, gazing so deeply into your own that you feared you’d somehow hypnotized her without meaning to. But, it was a shared sentiment. You felt like you could tumble into her heated iron gaze and never be able to find your way back out. Not that you’d want to.
After dinner, the two of you went back to your apartment. You invited her in, of course, and now you were sitting on your couch together. You were clearly both a bit nervous, so you suggested a game. Truth or dare. She agreed, finding it just silly enough to be endearing, and you got up to grab you both a glass of wine.
“So, are all college students obsessed with these silly little games or is this just how you like to pass the time, darling?” Alcina joked as you came back into the living room.
“Can’t it be both?” You shot back playfully.
She chuckled. “I suppose.”
“It’s a good way to ease the tension. You’ll have fun, I promise.”
“We’ll see.” She stated before taking a sip of the wine you brought her. She made a face but when you asked her about it she said it was nothing.
“Okay, you go first. Ask me ‘truth or dare’ and I’ll pick one. Blah blah blah, I’m sure you know how it works.” You instructed.
“I’m aware.” She drawled. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“Hmm. When did you have your first kiss?”
“Ooh, let me think. Uhh, I was.. 14? Yeah, 14. Summer break. At camp, actually.” You answered. She hummed in response. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“Why did you make that face when you drank the wine?”
She chuckled and shook her head. “You already know wine is kind of my thing. I just have very particular tastes, and this isn’t exactly what I’m used to. I’m sorry.” She said, sounding matter of fact but also apologetic.
You giggled. “You don’t have to apologize to me. I didn’t make it.”
She huffed out a short laugh. “I suppose that’s true. Truth or dare?”
You smirked. “Dare.”
Her eyes sharpened slightly. She leaned forward and poured her wine into your glass, filling it to about three quarters. “I dare you to drink that entire glass.”
You rolled your eyes. “Honey, I’m in college. This,” you held the glass up and swirled it around slightly. “Is nothing.” Still, it was a dare, so you conceded and chugged the whole thing, maintaining eye contact with her the whole time.
Her eyes drifted to the bob of your throat as you drank deep of your cup without pause. She shifted around for a moment and hiked one of her legs up onto her seat slightly. You quirked your brow at her, finding the informal position to be out of character for her but not verbalizing this sentiment as you finished your glass. You licked your lips and watched as her eyes followed the action before coming back up to meet yours.
“That the best you got?” You asked cockily.
She chuckled darkly. “Oh, I’m just getting warmed up, darling.” She promised. She then held her glass out. “Do me a favor and refill me?”
You grinned and grabbed the wine bottle, filling her glass to about halfway.
She smirked. “So obedient. Thank you, dear.” She practically purred in a seductive tone.
Your eyebrows shot up and your mouth went dry. Oh-Kay. Something about that definitely did something for you.
You bit your lip as you pulled away from her. “Truth or dare?” You asked in a slightly breathless voice.
“Dare.” She bit out, taking a slow sip as she eyed you predatorily.
It was your turn to chuckle darkly, swirling the bottle in your hand around and hearing it was nearly empty, anyway; maybe around a quarter left. You sat up and came slightly closer to her holding the bottle up to her lips.
“I dare you to polish this off for me.” You said with an intentionally seductive tone, trying to match her sex appeal and hoping you were successful.
She narrowed her eyes at you, but took the bottle from your hands, brushing against you as she did so. “‘Honey’, I run a winery. This,” she held the bottle up between the two of you. “Is less than nothing.” She assured, jokingly mocking your previous statement, before bringing it to her lips. She struck her tongue out and swirled it suggestively around the rim before wrapping her lips around it and knocking it back, drinking every last drop.
When she was finished she pulled the bottle away and turned it upside down, showing you it was empty.
“You did that so quickly. Impressive.” You remarked. “And now we’re out of wine.”
“I’ve got you covered, darling. One moment.” She stood and grabbed her car keys, stepping out to her car for a moment.
You sat back in your seat and gathered yourself. This woman was unbelievably attractive. It felt like everything she did aroused you. You nibbled your lip again as you thought about the way her tongue looked, swirling around the lip of the bottle. You’d never wished to be an inanimate object more in your life than in that moment.
She reappeared, shutting and locking your door behind her, and holding a fancy looking bottle of dark red wine in her hand. You quirked a brow at her. “You just keep bottles of wine in your car?” You inquired.
“But, of course. And this is the best wine you’ll ever taste, I guarantee it.” She answered.
She went over to your small kitchen and grabbed the corkscrew you’d left on the counter. You watched as she popped the top off the bottle, arms flexing deliciously as she did so with ease. You felt yourself heat up, rubbing your thighs together as you observed her effortless show of strength.
She came back to you, grabbing your hand that was still holding your empty glass and lifting it up, pouring you half a glass of the wine. You were looking up at her with what you were sure was a starstruck expression before tearing your eyes away and looking at the new liquid in your glass. She let your hand go and you swirled your glass around, the liquid leaving wet trails along the sides of the glass as it swished around.
“Go ahead, give it a taste.” She urged.
You obeyed, lifting your glass to your lips and letting your tongue meet the edge of the glass first before fully seating it against your lips. You slowly tipped the glass back enough for the liquid to just barely meet your waiting tongue. She tilted her head and brought one finger to the underside of the cup, tilting it slightly more so you took the wine into your mouth finally. You would have drooled at the clearly dominant action, were your mouth not otherwise occupied.
It smelled heady and earthen. But its flavor was full bodied and savory. Rich, even. Slightly viscous in mouth feel but not so much so that it was a turn off, just barely there. It was overall really delicious.
She moved her hand away as she observed you processing the flavor. You hummed in appreciation. “This is really good. What is it?”
She grinned and nodded before stepping over to her side of the couch and taking her seat. “It’s Romanian. My own personal blend. I call it Sanguis Virginis.”
You’d taken a Latin course. The name roughly translates to ‘Virgin’s Blood’. The corner of your lips quirked up in a sly grin. That was kind of a hot name. Mysterious. Dark. Just like the woman set across from you.
“Mmm. I’ve never had Romanian before. I could see myself becoming a regular consumer. The flavor is quite addicting.” You said in a low tone, holding eye contact with her as you winked and took another slow sip.
You watched as she gulped - yes, actually gulped - and shifted in her seat again. You felt so proud of yourself for getting that kind of reaction out of her.
Alcina cleared her throat and set the bottle down on the coffee table. “Uh, ahem, yes, it is one of our more popular vintages. I’m glad you like it. Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“Hmm. Why were you freaking out that first night we met? When I was walking towards you and Donna, you were going off about ‘THE Alcina Dimitrescu’. What had you so panicked?” She asked.
You laughed nervously. “Picked up on that, did you?” She simply nodded, a knowing smirk playing along her lips. You scratched the back of your neck, face heating up. “I may have pointed you out to her and told her that I wanted to climb you like a tree.” Alcina burst out laughing at that. You shot her a look. “Then she called you over BY NAME and told me who you were. I’d never been so mortified in my life.”
Alcina shook her head. “No wonder Donna was so pushy about what happened in the closet between us.”
“She asked you about that, too?” You inquired.
She nodded. “Oh, yes. She didn’t believe me when I told her we had just talked.”
You chuckled. “Yeah, she didn’t believe me either. Anyways, my turn. Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
You narrowed your eyes at her. “You just gonna keep copying me all night?”
She shrugged. “Is that your question?”
“No!” You laughed, pushing at her thigh with your foot. She smiled and waited patiently. “Did you really only want to talk during Seven Minutes In Heaven?”
“No.” She answered quickly and simply. “Truth or dare?”
“Truth.”
“Did you?”
“No.”
The air in the room grew thick. Charged with tension between the two of you. You both held eye contact as you continued the game.
“Truth or dare?”
Her eyes sharpened. “Dare.”
You tilted your chin up in a silent challenge. “I dare you to show me what you would have rather done instead.”