“I have a little something for you.”
I rise up onto my elbows to get a closer look. I’m confused and, as usual, I’m searching for the right words to say to him. “Why? What is it?”
He picks the box up and extends his arm out offering it to me. “Because I can. And, if you open it you’ll see.”
“I don’t know what to say, Brisban.” I take the box hesitantly and sit up.
“Say nothing. Just open it.”
I pull the ribbon and remove the lid to the box. All I can see is white tissue paper. Folding the tissue paper back, a shiny silver key is revealed. I stare at it, briefly puzzled, then look back up to him. He sees the confusion on my face and smiles.
“It’s a key to my condo. I don’t want to bring you to hotels anymore after tonight. I want to have you in my bed, in my home. I know we said we’d wait before going to each other’s place but I think we’ve waited long enough. We’re grown adults and I think we both know what we’re doing here. There’s no reason you can’t come to my place where I can do even more to pleasure you and myself. There’s certain things I can’t do in a hotel room.”
My face must betray my shock because he reaches out and takes my free hand in his. “It’s okay, Candace. I’m not asking you to move in with me. I’m just asking for you to allow me to have you in my own bed.”
“I…this…I don’t know what to say,” my words are fumbled and clumsy.
“Look at me,” he demands, cupping my chin with his large hand. “Get out of that head of yours. What does your body say? Tell me those words.”
“Thank you.”
He smiles and leans in to kiss me. As soon as his lips touch mine, all worry melts away. He lingers for a brief moment and pulls away.
“You’re welcome. Now, let me put this aside so I can do what I’ve wanted to all night long.” He takes the box from my hand and places it on the bedside table. My eyes follow his every movement in awe. He’s too good to be true. I don’t know how to absorb so much happy all at once. I can’t stop smiling and I’m almost embarrassed of myself but, truthfully, I am happy right here, right now, with this man I barely know anything about. All of a sudden I want to know more about him. Something tells me that’s a bad thing. My mind is that something. Screw my mind and its responsible, boring ways. I want this and all the crazy that comes with it. I may regret it eventually but I’ll deal with that if, and when, it happens.
He taps the side of his head with his forefinger. “You’re in that head of yours again, aren’t you?”
I roll my eyes playfully. “Yes, I suppose I am. I’m working on that though.”
He extends a hand out to me. “Come here.”
I reach out and place my hand in his. He pulls me up with ease. “You have way too much clothing on. Let’s do something to remedy this. I’m certain your mind has no objections to that, right?”
His eyes are domineering as he looks down at me. His size makes me feel tiny but his words always make me feel empowered. I shake my head. “No, there are zero objections there.”
He brings a hand down slowly to the back of my skirt where he easily finds the button and zipper. With ease, he unfastens the single button and glides the zipper down. The skirt is snug so it doesn’t fall on its own. I start to help him pull it off, but he stops me.
He shakes his head, “No, you just stand here. You got to unwrap your gift. I want to unwrap mine.”
If my heart could skip a beat it definitely would have done just that. He says the most incredible things. I do as he asks and drop my hands to my sides, leaving the unwrapping to him. His fingers hook beneath the waistband of my skirt and he inches it down over my hips and thighs until it finally falls to the floor. I’m still wearing my heels so I step out of them carefully. I’m now standing before him in just my bra and top. He steps in closer to me and wraps his arms around my waist before cupping my bare backside in both hands. “You have an amazing ass, Candace.” He squeezes it slightly. “I’m going to enjoy watching it tonight while I take you from behind.”
Oh, hell.
I smile approvingly. “I’m going to like that as well.”
“I appreciated knowing you weren’t wearing anything under your skirt all night.” He slides one hand down further, reaching in between my legs. He brushes a finger across my pussy from behind. I’m already wet for him.
“You have no idea how much I love that your body is responsive to me. Feeling how wet you get for me is a turn on like no other.”