What Have I Gotten Myself Into?

Tease You

Well, this is awkward. Baby daddy is giving his son a lecture about stranger danger, how he knew how to take care of such situations but let his guard down?  The scene is too hot to butt in-

 I slide towards the arm of the bench, leg over the other while eating my mint cookie, coffee in hand, eyes stunned on those fine arms and body that are covered by the fine man's suit. 

If only I could freeze time, unbutton the arm, and roll up the sleeves. The thought of his chest buttons being unbuttoned, too, got me feeling in between my legs. At this point, I'm not even eating the cookie; my fingernails are being harassed in between my front teeth. 

I don't remember how he roughed me up, but I miss the feeling of the way he tried to clay his shape in me. I'm so in the fantasy of it that I didn't even know I'm half in reality. The mouth-drooling dish has been standing right in front of me; I can see his belt, it's so tightly wrapped around his hip. I think he felt my eyes undressing him at the waist...He coughed. I looked around to avoid eye contact only to learn El seemed to not be around anymore, nowhere at all. 

I leaned my head back to look at him instead, only to feel something slipping out of my hand, but he moved faster; I felt his touch sparking something in me! Just- for that brief second. My phone vibrated in my back pocket, regaining my consciousness, and before embarrassment hit, I saw, in his hand, my cookie and a drop of the still-hot coffee stained on him.

"Goodness!" Taking both the cup and cookie out of his hand, I literally yank him down onto the bench, then fist through the paper bag from where our cookies were given to us, searching for a napkin, and found several. I just took the whole bunch and wiped his hand; they were bumpy and smooth to touch, the sight veiny and pinkish. 

"I'm so sorry, I think I daydreamed and you were hot. You burnt yourself, I think. Do you need a bandage?" I rambled, he looked shock when I stared at him. I don't know how I look from his point of view but that expression makes me want him to yank me instead. I shiver, the images sure couldn't have picked a better time. 

"Are you fine?" He directed the question, his voice is deep! Before I allowed my thoughts to go in another direction, I tried to distract myself with other thoughts, but nothing was helping. 

Before I answered he withdraw his hand in my hold, my hands trembling the slightest to grab his hand back. He stood up and looked down at me, he's tall enough for me to just look ahead and suck him off there. I think he was forced into my mind because why did he stepped away? With such an expression on his face? I just nodded at the question, I guess he only wanted to know that, he nodded as well and was about to walk off-

"Aslan, do you care for a date?" I don't know in what creative-asking-someone-out language am I speaking, but damn I'll settle for him real good if he had asked instead. Imma gentleman, eh? He span back, looking at me. 

"I'm married, wrong person to ask." He didn't let any emotion show on his face. My eyes look to his ring finger. I guess someone left their ring at home.

"You don't have a ring." I think I had stood up when I asked him out, but now I'm back to sitting down on the bench, he's far from me and I don't like it.

He looked at his ring finger, something going on in that pretty brain of his. "Marriage issues." He just stared at me, if I seduced him would he still pin it at marriage issues?

"Did you also happen to have a conflict with your wife during our one-night stand?" I got up after cleaning the mess on the bench and put everything in the bag. I walked up to him.

"Ye-" 

"I don't remember seeing any ring when you were looking so unbothered with the heat in the bar, from the way you stood sitting. Not even a touch of metal when your hands were roaming to hug all curves my body offered." He stepped a step back when I went forward. I was close enough eventually, cutting him off again when I saw his lips parted. 

"I most certainly didn't feel a cold metal from the thrusts you slammed in me, readying me for something bigger," I ask with eyes daring, my lips parted, body shivering at the reminder of that night. 

His eyelashes jumped a tiny jerk, his pupils almost unmoving and the way he stared down at me still is making me a type of way, somewhere. I smiled, I can't see a reaction, the one I wanted, but it sure is still affecting me; that cold look he's giving. I push my arm forward, he quickly moved the other way, my hand opened and pushed the trash I had in my hold into the trash pin. 

I felt my phone vibrating, pulling it out I saw the title 'baby' with a bunch of heart emojis and smiled unknowingly big. I think he saw the title as well, I can't tell but now I'm having a hard time staying composed. I picked up the phone, looking up at the delicious man staring down at me. 

"Hello baby." I dragged the 'y.' 

"Ellie! Bitch, you had me worried sick. My makeup was heating up so much I thought it was going to crack-" I'm really happy with the amount of attention and worry she's given me today, yet the longer she's talking, the more I'm losing the ability to hear. All I'm looking at are the lips I want to eat, and his eyes; piercing through mine with some extreme feelings I can't uncover...is doing it for me. 

"I'm sorry to have worried you, baby, I saw a cute kid today and lost track of time." My mouth was moving on its own, my eyes wanting to hold a different conversation with the man who gave me a wrecked week. I think I saw his hand jerked, he controlled it. It feels so intense, between us right now, I could almost ruin all of this. 

"I've missed you too, baby," I continue. I don't know why I'm teasing baby daddy, he probably isn't even affected. Being in delulu land gives me some confidence at least. I finally peeled my eyes from the mouthwatering masterpiece and realized that time has indeed passed. I locked eyes with him once more and smiled, walking away from him. 

The escalator took me up and I roamed around more during that evening after I explained the situation to Ginni. She was at least happy I don't have to complain anymore.

 Listening attentively, I don't hear any keyboard smashing each other, this smart lady had finished her work and is waiting for me at home to celebrate. Now we have two things to celebrate. First I need to buy the remaining gifts for my customers; reason why I didn't escape through the exist, and also because I didn't want this to be so easy. 

The only disappointing part was I didn't bump into him again. The mall was still crowded. 

Baby daddy; he does have a nice name. And the exciting thing is, he doesn't know mine. 

Aslan. I know his.