Eat the Rude

Hannibal stood in his kitchen admiring the Bordeaux swirling in his glass. The color of blood in the dim lights. Juliette no longer rang the bell at his house. They were well passed that. He heard the front door open and her heels clicking along his floor. She always knew where to find him. She breezed through the kitchen doors. A tornado of beauty and savagery. She was wearing a lovely emerald green dress that complimented her complexion. He was beginning to notice that most of her dresses were silk. The fabric did so much for her curvy body. Her hair blown by the wind. Her eyes, hungry and blazing. They reminded Hannibal of the sea after it has been tossed by a storm. She put her arms around Hannibal's neck and pulled him into a kiss. Her lips tasted like melted honey, warm and sweet. Her kiss was passionate and deep. Hannibal lost himself for a moment. Drowning in her. Juliette pulled away and smiled up at him.

    "You look radiant. Have you been entertaining Mr. Graham?" Hannibal said with a smirk.

Juliette pursed her full lips at him.

    "I have him exactly where I want him. He's obsessed. All he wants to do is fuck. He's insatiable. A beast." she said taking the glass of whisky Hannibal offered her.

Hannibal smiled to himself, pouring more wine in his glass. Juliette hoisted herself up to sit on the counter. Hannibal continued with his cooking as she drank her whisky. Her shoes hit the floor with a thud as she kicked them off. Hannibal moved the skillet he was cooking into the oven.

    "That has to roast for 2 hours.....any ideas on how to pass the time Ms. DeLoncre?"

Juliette slid off the counter and made her way to the door. She stopped, he back facing Hannibal. Slowly she unzipped her dress and let it fall to the floor with a whisper Standing there naked she turned her head and gave Hannibal a devilish smile. Her skin was glowing in the soft golden light of the kitchen. Her skin twisted and arched over her bones so delicately. Hannibal felt the brutal hunger rise within him. She was like a big cat in heat. Stretching and writhing. Hannibal threw off his apron and followed her down the hall to his office.