Above It All " SEQUEL TO ABOVE ALL ELSE "

Chapter 2

Caroline nibbled on her lower lip, tilting her head sweetly side to side as she wrapped her arms around his neck, "Hmmm, maybe. But maybe not."

Klaus lessened his eyes at her, trying and failing to get an informative read on just what she was up to.

Rolling her eyes at his obvious distrust and how he could never just let loose and go with the flow, "Come on! Just humor me okay?" Seeing he was still unconvinced, she walked her fingers up his chest, toying with his necklaces much like her pouting lips and vivid eyes toyed with his heart, "Please Niklaus? I promise you will go absolutely crazy over my dress."

The way her voice dropped into a seductive promise combined with the lustful glint in her eyes was more than enough to tempt him, "Consider my interest peaked." A wicked smirk took over his lips as he yanked her firmly against his body, his voice a husky timber as his eyes scorched her, "But tell me, will I be allowed to rip said dress from your delectable body when the night is through?"

The look on her face was positively sinful right before she placed an open-mouthed kiss upon his lips, her tongue dueling with his so skillfully that a groan rumbled in his chest as his hips arching against hers.

But it was over far too fast for his liking and she was walking away from him backwards towards the bathroom with a bubbling laugh.

"Well it is your birthday after all. And what's a birthday without ripping open a few presents?"

In a flash she was gone, the dress and the make-up bag he had failed to notice sitting inconspicuously on the floor was gone with her, leaving nothing but her tinkling laughter trailing behind her.

He had half a mind to protest. Protest her leaving him in such a state, protest whatever it was she had in store for him. Argue that fact that he would much rather spend the evening above and below the sheets with her.

But he didn't.

Instead he set about getting himself ready for whatever she had concocted for tonight's entertainment.

Besides, he thought with a salacious grin, he did love birthdays and this one would prove to be the best one yet. After all, this one was the first of many to come that he had the greatest gift of all.

He had Caroline.

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The dress was exquisite. The bright blood red color she wore on her lips matched that of the dress precisely, giving her skin an alabaster glow. It was reminiscing of a gown a lounge singer would have worn in the 1920's, though it did have a more modern flare. Woman in the 20's often wore loose fitted clothing while this particular dress hugged her in all the most delicious places, tempting him to the point it should be considered illegal. The intricate beadwork shimmered and shined and it wrapped around her form like a glove down to her hips where it flared slightly into a full-length skirt. The slit that ran from her dainty ankles up to her mid-thigh gave him too many sinful ideas to count.

Klaus almost felt a twinge of regret as his mind began calculating all the ways he could remove the dress from her person as they sipped champagne in the back of the limousine as they cruised down the freeway. But secretly, although by the smug smirk resting upon her blood red lips it was no secret to her at all, he was quite excited for the evening ahead.

Besides, there was always later. She had promised him after all.

As the limousine left the freeway and took to the downtown streets of Richmond, Klaus being to have an inkling of just where they were headed but stayed silent. He did not want to do a thing to spoil the bubbling excitement that radiated off his beautiful Caroline.