My Most Precious One(95)

Lukas had made me buy a dress for the occasion, I found a store that made vintage dresses from the 40’s and 50’s and they were stunning. I picked an off the shoulder number that was red and tight and hugged all my curves. He hadn’t seen it so I was excited to get dressed up. I readied my makeup and hair; I curled my hair so it swept down my shoulders and finally put on my dress. I patted myself on my back, damn I look good. I took out a pair of Louboutin black suede opened toe heels. I admired myself again and smiled there was no way Lukas would be able to keep his hands to himself. I took the ring he had gotten for me and finished the look.

He gave instructions to meet him at the Metropolitan Museum. Jacob drove me there and let me out. I found Lukas waiting for me at the bottom steps; he looked so good in a classic black tie attire. He was looking around to see if I was near. I decided to sashay myself over to him, as I got closer he finally saw me.

The look on his face was what I was waiting for all night. His eyes hungrily devoured me. I could feel the slickness between my legs.

“Fuck baby you look sensational. God damn it, I want us to go out in public. When you dress like that all I want to do is fucken take you home and lick every inch of your body till I get your sweet pussy wet and eat up the mess I caused.” He pulled me in and kissed me hard. I had to break the kiss.

“When you do that it makes me want to get on my knees and suck you dry.” I whispered in his ear. He sucked in air.

“Come on, we better go inside before I fuck you right here.” He placed his hand on the small of my back and guided me up the stairs.

“Is everyone here already?” I asked noticing no one was around us.

“Yes.” He said as he opened the door.

“Good even Mr. Blakk” said a security guard, “right this way.” The museum lights were half off, the area look desolate and eerily quiet. The tapping of my heels echoed throughout the museum. The security guard stooped in front of the Greek and Roman section of the museum. “It starts from here.” Lukas thanked him and waited till he walked away.

“Where is everyone?” I asked as I veered towards the exhibit.

“Everyone is here.” He said quietly I looked at him perplexed.

“Come Alexia, start telling me about everything.” He walked up the first piece and waited for me to come next to him.

“What are you doing?” I asked nervously, he took a breath. “I know people” he smiled and winked.

“Don’t worry it’s just us tonight. I just wanted to see you glow like the time when I saw you in the museum in Montreal. I know what you said about it being a dream but I’m trying to make it into a reality for you. Tell me about this world you love so much, let me in. Let me experience it.”

If I wasn’t already in love with him I swear he would have made me fall for him in that instant.

“I think you made me fall in love with you again.” I said touched by his thoughtfulness.

“Good, I’ll make you fall for me every day if I have too.” He winked. I stood in front of the exhibited piece and I looked at it.

“What are you doing?” He asked almost impatient like.

“I’m reading.” I said.

“Alexia I could read the little explanation too.” He said sarcastically.

“Not like that Lukas. When you look at art especially ancient art, you have to read it like a book. Start from the top and end at the bottom. Every carving, every image has a meaning.” I pointed and began explaining it. We walked through the exhibit it took a while because I couldn’t help but show him how interesting the Hellenistic period was, that the realism of human suffering was perfectly sculpted at the time.

“I never knew that art played such an important aspect in ancient times.” He looked at a sculpture. “Of course, it did, how else would the politicians work their magic? They needed to push their propaganda.” I offered. He laughed.

“I guess you’re right.” I made a face, “I’m always right, ace.”

I noticed he was a bit off. “Is everything ok? Usually you’d have some witty come back.” He swallowed hard.

“I’m fine.” I watched him closely “So where to babe?” He walked me to the near east exhibit and I could tell he was nervous. He took my hand and guided me through till we reached the Asian art exhibit.

We stepped into a little area that was created to look like an Asian inspired garden pavilion. Little tea lights and candles were lit everywhere and cherry blossom petals were strewn on the ground, he walked ahead of me and turned to face me.

He played with his hands a little. He then unbuttoned his suit jacket, and cleared his throat.