The Waiting Game

THE WAITING GAME - 9

MAY 2018

CALIFORNIA, USA

Ariana has a huge grin on her face. She is now on her front porch, holding her phone and bag. She fiddled her keys and opened the door before turning around. "Wanna come inside?" She bit her lip and gave a cheeky grin. "Please? I don't want this day to end yet, Miguel." She added.

Miguel scratched the back of his neck, a small smile appearing on his lips when he saw Ariana's cute expression. "I think I can go inside, if it's alright with you, of course." He replied, a bit hesitant.

"Oh, shut up. Why do you think I'm inviting you?" Ariana said, finding his hesitations silly. She opened the door wide and welcomed Miguel in.

"Whoa!" Miguel exclaimed as he looked around Ariana's mansion. "Bloody hell! Your pad is huge!"

Ariana giggled at the guy's reaction. She shook her head and closed the door. Then, she leaned on it while playing with the set of keys on her right hand. "You like?" She asked, making Miguel turn around to face her.

"I love..." Miguel answered with a smile. However, his smile slowly vanished when she saw Ariana's position by the door and how she looks at him.

Her head was tilted, her brown orbs looking directly at his gray ones, and she has her left arm crossed over her chest to support her right elbow, which was raised because she has been swinging the set of keys around her index finger. Since she was leaning on the door, her hips are in the air and her legs are crossed for... balance? Maybe more for style... Nonetheless, it was a sight. It's like Ariana knows how to flaunt her best assets perfectly and she's showing that now.

It was indeed a sight. Miguel gulped.

Her outfit was also unforgiving. She is just wearing a plain cropped black spaghetti strap tank top, short shorts, and thigh high boots. Her clothes were fit enough to flaunt all her curves perfectly and her belly button is on sight because of her position.

Miguel tried so hard not to scan her body once again, and just maintained eye contact. "Are you just gonna stare at me all night?"

"Well- um... Y-You are staring at me too." Miguel answered nervously.

"Hmm... Yes, that I do, baby." Ariana shamelessly admitted. She kicked her heel on the ground to stand properly and then she stepped closer to him. "So, what are you gonna do to me, huh?" She placed her hands on his chest, making Miguel inhale a sharp breath. "Would you punish me for it..." She fisted the fabric covering his chest and pulled him down to her level. "...Daddy?" She whispered on his ear and nibbled his earlobe.

"Fuck!" Miguel cursed and his hands immediately pulled Ariana closer to him. His right arm remained snaked around Ariana's slim waist while his left hand traveled upwards to Ariana's neck, pulling her into a kiss.

Ariana wasted no time and immediately responded to his kisses. Her arms are wrapped around his neck, pulling him closer and completely restraining him from pulling back. She has waited for this for so long, there is no way she will not let this moment last.

Feeling that Ariana has no intention of letting go, Miguel deepened the kiss in which Ariana wholeheartedly accepted and returned in the same manner. Their hands kept moving- caressing and feeling each other.

After a few minutes, Miguel pulled away. Ariana was about to protest but she felt his kisses trace her jaw to her earlobe, nibbling it just like what she did earlier to him. "F-Fuck, baby. I can't feel my legs a-anymore..." Ariana whispered weakly because of what he is doing to her. And because of the proximity, Miguel heard it and immediately pulled her up to carry her. Ariana was quick to wrap her legs around him. She gripped into him tighter as he continued assaulting her sharp jaw with kisses. "M-More, baby..." She moaned as she tilted her head to give him more access.