STEPHON
Great party dude, a guy slapped my shoulder. The party was in full swing everyone came out in their Christmas colors, some wearing Santa's hat and antlers. I wore a red sweater hoodie and ripped blue jeans with shoes to match. I search the crowd hoping to find her but nothing, she hadn't showed up yet, what's taking her so long, I hissed.
Female employees came to me asking to dance, but I turn them down. The only woman I want in my arms tonight is her, my chocolate beauty, while we dance away in the stream of music blaring from the speakers. While I hold her close to get that intimate body contact.
"Bro chill, she'll be here", my head of security said. He was the only one that knew about Grace and my feelings towards her. I know, I replied but the wait is killing me, why wasn't she here yet? I should go and look for her. "Dude relax, there's no need cause there she is". She walks through the front doors in a yellow dress that looks like it was made for her nothing to flashy, only a brown sits at her shoulder with gold trimmings.
I marched over to her a bit harsher than expected and greeted her with a smile which she returned. You look beautiful, I said. Want to dance? She replied with a nod of her head, and I took her to the dance floor. We stayed gently to the slow Christmas music, a back in time the Dj had on. "You're a great dancer", she commented. Thank you, only because I have you in my arms, you're not to bad yourself. "Thanks, I tried I'm not to good of a dancer".
I have no idea how long we've been dancing, that didn't matter as long as she's here with me. The speaker came on and an announcement was made, someone wanted to show a video of something special, so I nod to the Dj to go ahead. What I saw next, words couldn't describe the feeling flowing through me, images of Grace wooden home.
The look of horror on her face as she watched in total shock. Tears pooled in her eyes when she saw the title "THIS IS GRACE HOME ". Who would do something like this, so heartless, so cruel.
Unable to say any words she turned on her heels and ran out the building like her life depended on it and maybe it did. The person that did this will pay dearly for embarrassing her like that. Just when things were about to make a turn for us, this happens and all I want right now is to kill the dick that is responsible.
I ran after her not bothering to take my car parked outside, grabbing her wrist, I spun her around to face me. Her tears fell like a waterfall, my heart aches at the sight. She crashed her sweet face into my chest and cried her eyes out. Shh baby, calm down, I'm here with you now, I say stroking the back of her hair. She calmed a bit, and I took her cheeks in my hands wiping the tears away with my thumb. Let me walk you home, she nodded, and we make way to her house.
Finally inside, I took her coat and hang it by the door. I offered to make a cup of tea which she accepted with a small smile. After that, I went and fixed her a bath with lavender oils, rosemary and vanilla.
I've run a bath bath for you, so freshen up when you're finish with your tea. And then we'll talk, ok. She nodded and some minutes later she went, took her bath and came back out, looking a bit better than before. I patted the spot next to me on the chair for her to join me.
So, tell me. Do you have any idea who might have done this? She shook her head left to right, tears gathering in her eyes again and I caress her back gently, it's ok we don't have to talk now if you don't want to. But I will find out who did this. I'd pull her into my arms, caressing the back of her head.
Hey, I have to go. I'll be back early in the morning. I turned to leave when she grabbed hold of my sleeve.
"Please don't go", she whispered. Please.... I don't want to stay by myself tonight".
Anyone else I might refuse; she wasn't anyone else though. I picked her up bridal style and carried her to the bedroom, laying her down and tucking her in. I crawled in laying down on my side, so I was facing her.
We both were staring into each other's eyes, no words spoken just a stable silence where we allowed whatever bond between us flow. With the rush of work, I never gotten a good chance to drink her in. Her smooth curves, plum breast, dark skin, her eyes and those lips I'd like to take for a test run.
Grace, I started. Do you have a boyfriend? "No", her voice came out a whisper. So, I guess it's ok for me to do this. I leaned into her pressing my lips on hers in a gentle kiss, she responded by opening up for me. My hands cup her face taking in the feel of her skin beneath my palm. But as the kiss starts to become more heated, they left the soft skin of her cheeks and made their way to her hips.
Where my grip tightened a little pulling her into me. This feels good, so right as if she was made for me. Why didn't I do this sooner.
By now, I was between her legs hovering over her, as I take complete control. Our began to sweat moistening our clothes, I wanted to take her so badly, but I wouldn't take her like this, not in this state she's in I want her first time to be special, one she'd always remember.
I broke the kiss and looked down in her brown eyes. Let's get some sleep, you had a long night. She rest her head on my chest and I covered us both with the blanket. Sleep takes over as a new day awaits.
YOU ARE READING
A Home For My Heart
RomanceGrace always lived a hidden life, that is until the boss Mr. Henry found out where she lived. The two became friends and so their relationship grew. Would this hot boss accept her and have a real hook up or would it be a relationship with benefits.