Delirious Love

Chapter Nine

Emory's POV

I arrive at Ansel's apartment complex and send him a quick text message to let him know that I'm outside. I see Ansel come down and walk to my car door shortly after receiving the text. He opens my door and offers me a hand. I thank him for his small gesture by taking his hand. I lock my car after he closes the door. We walk to the entrance, but I'm stopped before I can enter. He comes to a stop and gently drawing my hand closer to him. I take a step closer to him and tilt my head to the side, staring up at him, confused as to why we stopped.

"Did I tell you how beautiful you look?" He says, licking his lips.

He moves his head closer to my ear and whispers, "You look ravishing, love." I blush and look down, finding the floor much more interesting now.

"Thank you, Ansel; you, too, are quite handsome." I examine his outfit and notice that he is dressed in a long black turtleneck and black tuxedo pants. His shirt was tightly compressed around his biceps and triceps. His pants hugged him in all the right places. He wore his belt around his waist, all of this combined made me shiver. He truly looked good.

"Thank you, darling. How about we go in, hm?" He put his hand on my lower back and led me into the elevator, where he pressed the button to his floor.

Wait, he owns his own floor?

We exit the elevator and walk into his penthouse without giving it much thought on why he owned his own floor. His place was stunning. It was perfect in the way he designed it. Given how perfect he is, I didn't expect anything less.

Ansel's POV

I stood there watching Emory take a look around my apartment. I could see the look of surprise on her face. She was blown away, lost in her own world. If she thinks this is impressive, just wait until she sees my other apartments.

While she's too preoccupied looking at my apartment. I took my time scanning her completely. She looked beautiful, no, stunning. Her beauty was really breathtaking. I turn into fucking putty whenever she comes close to me.

Her short v-neck allowed me to see the shape of her breasts, allowing me to fantasize about what she has underneath. Her short skirt, fuck. It squeezed her ass, making the skirt appear shorter than is is. Her huge thighs looked so good that I can just imagine them wrapped around my head while I eat-

Stop, Ansel, now isn't the time.

Her lovely, smooth long legs go on for days, making me smile.

I love tall woman.

I wanted to take her hair out of that bun and let it flow to her shoulders. Her hair was truly beautiful.

"Come on, baby, let's get you some food, hm?" I say as I walk behind her, gripping her waist and pressing my mouth to her ear. "Are you hungry? I promise I'll give you a tour later." When I look down, I notice that she has goosebumps all over her body.

I love how responsive she is to me.

She nods her head and I take her into the kitchen an seat her. I grab a bowl and toss some salad into it before taking a plate and serving her steak, mashed potatoes, corn, and gravy. I take two pieces of garlic bread and place them on a separate plate. I grab the salad and place it in front of her, before putting the main course meal in front of her. I do the same thing to myself, preparing a salad to go with the main course meal and garlic bread before serving it. When I ask her what she wants to drink, she says water. I go get two bottles of water and place them on the table for both of us.

Before diving in, she mumbles a quick apology and says a small prayer. I am not religious but next time we eat together, we will pray together.

I smile at her, she's so damn adorable.