Natalie/Miss Hayes:
Rewind to arrival at resturaunt.
We enter the resturaunt and go the host at the door to enquire about my reservation.
I stood way too close to the doorframe, not giving enough room for Rosetta to exit the car, by mistake, but honestly i don't regret it. I felt a tingle as she brushed passed me, with her chest, which was weird but captivating, i can't figure out what it was, but it felt good.
"Good evening ma- urm sir" the man stutters as i approach his desk.
"Good evening" i say already annoyed by his stupid remark, i mean honestly i get the fact that i look confusing, but anyone can clearly see the sides of my titts peaking out my shirt for crying out loud, they aren't that small, But whatever.
I tell him who our reservation is under, he nods his head and looks to Rosetta.
For a while i thought he was just being polite and professional to acknowledge the beautiful lady he sees and continue with his work after, but after a few more seconds this idiot doesn't take his eyes off Rosetta.
He has a stupid smirk that i want to puch right off his face. Idiot.
I see Rosetta getting uncomfortable, i feel anger bubbling up in me. The Fucken disrespect of this idiot.
I place my hand on Rosetta's waist, god it fits perfectly into my hands, i gently brush my hand over her back and feel her shiver and tense up under my touch. I pull her closervto me, enough to show this moron she's off limits.
He clears his throat and looks to the screen in front of him. I fight the urge to tell him to do whatever he is doing, faster. I hate men that lack boundaries and respect for women. I mean clearly he knewvwhat he was doing made Rosetta uncomfortable, he saw the look on her face, but still continues with a cocky ass smile and that nasty smirk.
I feel Rosetta shift under my arm, her boobs brush against my side, How short this woman is, she seems to fit perfectly in every direction she stands in with me close to her.
Her face on my shoulder with her neck by my armpit and her shoulder under it. I turn to face her, her tiny frame brushes against mine and i feel fireworks go off over my head. God this is getting cheesier by the moment, but it feels great. Her hair smells of Watermelon, Aloe vera blend and a creamy milky scent. She smells pmush and delicate, i just want to run my hand through her curly, coily hair. I look down at her and she's already looking at me, i feel a strong sense of peace and serenity.
Tucked into me , i feel her chest on my front, just below my boobs. I feel her heartbeat on my body, it's beating so fast I'm scared she'll pass out.
However it slows down the longer we look at each other. God she's so hot, i love her creamy caramel skin tone, it's so warm,smooth and inviting. The silk dress she has on is a total tease. Her whole back is out and it looks and feels smooth, soft and clear.
Rosetta moves closer to me, i don't think she knows that she's doing that, but i know... because i can feel her on me, her rosey, lavendary, fruit blended and intoxicatingly strong scent, fills up my nostrils. Her soft and tiny arms creep up mine, and one hand sliding up across my arm to my cheek, ...i don't stop her.
She places her hand on my face and caresses my cheek with her thumb, i feel my body relax and ease up, my head feeling whoozy and i catch myself slightly leaning into her touch. This is way too comfortable, no one has ever been able to make me feel this way.
I feel myself retract, a shiver runs down my spine and not wanting to be vulnerable i just as quickly shrug it off, feeling embarrassed and awkward i smile at Rosetta, she smiles back at me, i can clearly see the concern in her eyes, even though she might know i don't want to address it, i love the fact that she doesn't pry, however i know i do. But i can't just let her in, it's not that easy.
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HER SWEET CRIES. GXG.
RomanceYoung female, named rose, stumbles on an unexpected lifestyle. As she tries to figure out her path,after 9 years of being away from home, this South african girl, situated in New york, indulges in what her mother would call sinful desires, shameful...