There was something in his eyes that brought his earlier promise back to me. And I ain’t gon’ lie, I panicked. I put the soup cup on the table.
“Ummm, no! No, let’s go out!” I stood, suddenly in a rush to do just that. I was turning to head into the room, but he grabbed the belt of my robe right at the knot and pulled so that I fell back into his arms. I squeaked startled by his strength.
“Listen shorty!” He spoke down into my face. “You can try to put off the inevitable, but it will be in vain. Tonight, I’m going to make you mine….” He lifted me in his arm so that his mouth was pressed to my ear.
I nearly moaned from the feel of his warm breath as his lips gently brushed my lobe.
“Over and over again.” He whispered, and a shiver went down my spine.
That moan did escape my lips when he began to gently kiss just beneath my ear. Although I still sat on his lap, he leaned over a bit so that my back was against the couch. His gaze was so heated as he looked down at me, it felt like I was drowning in it.
Leaning down toward my ear, his voice was low and hypnotic.
“You think you’re going to run from me don’t you?”
His whispered caress was setting my nerves on edge, and when he opened mouth kissed my neck, my toes curled. He used his tongue in a scandalous way; in a way that robbed me of my ability to focus on anything else but the feelings that resonated in my core. It was as if it had a heartbeat of its own.
At the same time, his big warm palm slipped in between my robe and came to lay flat on my stomach; his fingers just underneath my breast, his palm just above my center. I became aware that he was masterfully stimulating several of my senses at once.
“How can you run when you want it too?” He softly asked this question before his mouth covered mine, and that scandalous tongue of his began to rob my sense anew.
I was lost. My arms came up as if they had a will of their own to wrap around his neck. And no matter how hard I tried to fight it, when he deepened the kiss, I felt my body submit to him. His kiss was so aggressive. It dominated, taking no hostages, turning me into his willing prey. He kissed my lips till they were deliciously sore. And then his hungry mouth was back on my neck.
“Don’t you want me baby?” He whispered as he slowly pulled the belt to my robe undoing it. My head went back and I cried out when his warm mouth closed on the tip of my breast. I felt the pull of his strong lips way down to the center of my core, adding more tension to the already tense area.
His phone rang on the table, and somebody banged on the door at the same time. Blinking as if I had been splashed with a bucket of cold water, I came out the web he had so flawlessly weaved around me; pushing at his shoulder when it looked like he was going to try to continue his sorcery, even though someone was banging rudely at the door. With hands that shook, I closed my robe although everything in me protested this including my core that still throbbed for him.
He exhaled before sitting up just slightly. The muscle ticked in his strong jaw, it was clear he didn’t want to let me up. I slid from underneath him anyway, taking several steps back, staring down at him horrified.
This man was dangerous! The girls at Shugga’s had been right about him. How in the world had he gotten in my head and my bloodstream so quickly? I took another step back, and that wicked grin appeared on his face.
He knew!
He knew that I was going to try and fight his seduction. He had set out to prove how fruitless my efforts would be. Someone knocked on the door again causing me to jump.
“Go get dressed baby.” He spoke softly from where he was still sprawled on the couch. He didn’t seem in any rush to answer the knocking.
“We will continue this tonight. Go ahead.” He nodded toward the bedroom door. I turned and made my way to the room, quickly shutting the door behind me, putting my back against it, still breathing heavy.
My lips, neck and breast still tingled from his aggressive mouth. How in the world was I going to avoid him? There was no way. He was right, I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. He had awakened something in me that was not going back to sleep.
I moaned as another quiver went through me remembering what he had done with his mouth and hands in the limo. Still leaning against the door, I brought my hands to my neck tracing the path his hungry lips had gone.
Snap out of it Yasmin!
Remember your great-grandmother! Stay focused!
Yeah, I heard what my good sense was saying. But my body was saying something different. I felt torn down the middle.
Inhaling, I pushed off the door and for the first time noticed that there were a few cream bags with black script written on them on the bed. Lying next to it was a cream box with the same script. Walking to it, I opened the box.
“Oh wow!” I lifted the black pants suit out and carried it over to the mirror.
“It’s beautiful!” I cried holding it up against my body.
It was an all in one, but it would look like a two piece when I put it on. It only had one sleeve, and it was long and would come all the way down to my wrist. A black piece of soft fabric draped elegantly over the bare shoulder—and I loved it.
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