His movement had been so quick that it took a minute for my mind to process what had just happened. I reached down between us trying to pull my dress together, but it did no good. With my legs straddling his lap like this, it caused the split of the dress to open up scandalously.
“Gabe!” I cried, trying to get back off his lap, but he palmed my upper thighs with his big warm hands holding me in place.
“This is indecent!” I scolded him, because I just didn’t know what else to do. I was trying not to freak out.
He chuckled. “I know!”
I stopped fighting him, it was a waste of time anyway—he was just too strong. He reached up and gently pushed my hair that had fallen forward in my face behind my ear.
“You have purple hair.”
I nodded. “Stacy said that it would look good with my eyes.”
I peeked at him from underneath my lids, feeling unsure. I didn’t know what he thought about my looks tonight. His gaze was so heated it felt like it burned my flesh. I began to squirm on his lap because for a while he didn’t speak, he just watched me.
“It’s very pretty.” He finally said. “You’re very pretty! The prettiest girl I ever laid eyes on.”
Oh! Wow!
I thanked God for my dark skin because at this moment he had me blushing so hard that if I was lighter I would be beet red. I bit my bottom lip trying to control the smile that wanted to grow to ridiculous proportions on my face.
“Really?” I asked. He nodded.
“When I first saw you tonight you took my breath away.” I bit my lip harder because my grin was getting ready to burst at the seams.
“Really?” He nodded his head again.
“I was one step away from falling to my knees and yelling out that I was not worthy of such beauty!”
That did it. My grin rolled out across my face and there was no controlling it.
“There it goes. I was wondering how much more poetry a brotha had to recite before you let that beautiful smile free!”
Oh crap! I put my hand over my mouth trying to cover it, embarrassed now. But he took my hand in his, bringing it to his lips where he gently kissed it.
“Don’t hide it from me Yas. It’s the best thing in my life.”
Something about his whispered declaration resonated in my being. Underneath all that charm was a desperate plea. I don’t know what it was about him, but sometimes I felt a strong need to comfort him, like now. I took my other hand and gently ran it over and then down his braided hair.
He closed his eyes relaxing his head into my touch. His braids were tight, being freshly done, so I took my fingers and gently massaged his scalp. He groaned.
“Do you know how to braid hair?” I smiled at his question before I nodded.
“Mmmhmmm, my mom taught me when I was a little girl. I might not be able to do it this nice but I can do a little somin somin!” He chuckled.
“Will you braid it for me next time?”
“Sure, it will be my pleasure.” His eyes opened slowly and that deep dark abyss of a gaze washed over me, once again causing my body to feel hot.
“Your pleasure!” He whispered, as he brought his big hand up to my shoulder and gently began to run his finger just underneath the seam of my dress.
“Your pleasure.” He said again as his finger slowly lowered, still skating the edge of my dress. My breath stalled in my throat when his finger reached the area of the dress that laid over my right breast. His searching gaze bore into mine, holding me in a trance as his finger began to slowly move the material to the side.
“When I first saw you in this dress, the only thing I could think about was doing this.”
I closed my eyes when I felt the air touch my bare breast.
“And all though the thought of it makes me want to crush someone, I know that every man that see’s you tonight will be thinking the same thing.”
He gently traced the tip of my breast with his finger.
“I’m sorry Yasmin for what I’m about to do to you, but my mind won’t be at ease unless I know that it’s me on your mind.” He softly kissed my neck, just underneath my ear as he continued to whisper his indecent words.
“Every time this dress brushes against your legs tonight, you will moan thinking about me, remembering my caress.”
I cried out when he took the peak of my breast into his warm mouth. All I could do was wrap my arms around his head as he began to strongly pull from me with his powerful lips. He moved the material from my other breast and continued his assault on my tender flesh until my moans grew loud.
And then right at the point when I thought that I couldn’t take any more and my world was going to explode, he lifted me, gently laying me back on the seat I had vacated earlier. I laid there shamelessly panting for him, needing him to extinguish the fire he had blazing inside me as he gently rubbed his hand up my legs to the inside of my thighs.
And what he did next caused my moans to turn into pleasurably anguished screams until I found myself falling and then floating gently back to earth. It took me a while to open my eyes. I continued to moan as aftershocks shook me to the core.
I had never in my life experience anything like that. Who knew such intense feelings existed. It felt like I was going to die, only to realize I was deliciously alive. I licked my lips and moaned one last time as the last shutter raked through my body.
When finally I opened my eyes, it was to see him leaning over me… watching me.
