“Yeah shorty, that's real good.”
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Yasmin
I was grinning so hard my cheeks hurt. And my grin turned into a giggle when he pulled me close, bringing his mouth to my ear, his beard tickling me.
“I ain't know you could cook!” He whispered in my ear before he took my lobe in his mouth. Instantly my core twitched awakening with the possibilities of what could happen.
“It's a lot you don't know about me.” He looked down into my eyes, his gaze missing nothing. I swear sometimes it felt like he could read me like a book. As if he saw a part of me that not even my family had seen.
“Oh yeah.” He grumbled. The vibration from his deep voice pulsed through me, stroking the flames that burned in my core.
I nodded, “Yeah.”
“What else don't I know?” Although he spoke those words lightly, his eyes were hard as they read what my mouth didn't say. I licked my lips nervously. For just a moment it felt like he knew my secret.
“Umm, I like to garden.” I volunteered, sounding dumb to my own ears. He didn't speak for a minute. He just continued to look at me with that penetrating gaze of his.
“How can I get to know you, if you won't let me in?” He whispered. I looked away from him needing to break the eye contact. A girl could get lost in those deep dark orbs of his.
“Hey.” He reached up and gently turned my chin so that our gazes were connected again.
“I know you barely know me, so you don't know if you can trust me yet. You don't know if you can depend on me. But that's cool, all this you will learn in time. It's alright. We'll learn to trust each other. Okay?” He asked softly.
Could I one day trust him? Looking into his dark brown eyes I felt like I could. I felt that he was the man that would protect me from all harm. But who would protect me from him? Didn't my grandmother trust my grandfather? Isn't that the reason she had laughed when he held the gun to her head?
But Gabriel isn't your grandfather.
I reached up and ran my fingers through his beard.
“I want to trust you!” I admitted quietly.
He smiled before his head slowly lowered as he took my lips in a gentle kiss that left me breathless. He put his hands on my waist and lifted me to sit on the island in front of him. His hand came up and he played with the buttons on the front of my dress, pulling them so that he could see down the front of it. Then he undid the top one.
“This is a nice dress.”
I couldn't stop the grin that came to my face. Biting my bottom lip I tried to contain it a bit.
“Thank you. It’s my favorite dress in the whole world.” He nodded as he undid another button.
“I think it's my favorite dress too.”
“Really?” He nodded again undoing another button, when he had it undone to my waist he opened it revealing my black bra.
“Can I get a moment of your time?” He whispered, before he undid the front hook on my bra causing my breast to spill out. My heart accelerated because I knew what he wanted, and I ain't gon’ lie, I was addicted to his touch.
I looked back at my pots. My greens were simmering, my roast was in the oven, my sweet potatoes and macaroni and cheese were done, leaving me with only cornbread to prepare. I turned to look back at him biting my lip when his warm hand palmed one of my breasts.
“Why, what did you have in mind?” He leaned close to my ear.
“I want to be inside you.”
Goodness gracious, the only thing I could do was nod. And then he was kissing me again but it was nothing sweet about this one. It was the kiss of a conqueror. His big warm palms ran up my thighs causing my dress to rise with them.
Then I felt his hand between us as he undid his belt, the room spun suddenly as he snatched me off the island and carried me a short distance to the little hall that lead to the servants stairs, putting my back against the wall. I wrapped my legs around him as he took my mouth again.
This spot would grant us a little privacy, was the last thought I remembered thinking before I felt him filling me. At which point I was lost to the passion that took over my body. When this man made love to me he turned me into a savage. The sounds that came from me were barely recognizable.
At first I tried real hard to be quiet, but then after a while I could no longer control what was happening to my body than I could a natural disaster. I don't know if it was normal but Gabriel made love like a man possessed. It was like my body became his complete and utter focus.
Every touch of his hand, every kiss of his lips caused me to lose a little more of myself. But it wasn't until he caused our bodies to become one that immobilizes me; wrapping his strong arms around me, holding me still, forcing me to take each one of his powerful thrust until my world exploded and I died a little death.
* * * * *
Eventually we made our way upstairs. Amazingly, he started kissing me again, pulling me toward the bed. I danced out of his reach.
“No Gabe, I can't... I still have a few more things to prepare for our dinner party!” He wrapped his arm around my waist pulling me back to him. The whole time he frowned down at me.
“About this dinner party...” I brought my hand to his cheek and gently rubbed my fingers through his beard, trying to rub away that frown.
“Yeah... what about
