The Ivy

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April 1992

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April 1992

The Ivy was Michael's favorite restaurant to frequent in Los Angeles. Today's forecast included a perfect combination of sunny skies and an enchanting flowing breeze causing his stretched curls to dance along his eyelid. The length of his eyelashes stretched as he set his eyes on two birds enveloping their new born chick. Their beaks cross one another as they press their furred skin together keeping their child heated. Michael curving a smile onto his lips as he sighted the familial exposure through the open expansion of nature presented towards him.

His view was suddenly blocked by a woman, her ruffled cream set mini skirt matched with her tailored blazer. A whiff of her signature Coco Chanel fragrance infused his nose and he glided the focus of his eyes onto her toned calves.  Her Cocoa blazing skin mending into the daylight and focusing in on his view. She swayed her hips, as she was seated diagonally across from him. Removing her sunglasses to focus on the menu, as the waiter set a glass of water in front of her before taking her order. Simply just wanting to set her taste buds on a casual cocktail she requested a cucumber martini. As soon as her drink was set on her table she took a refreshing sip looking across from her becoming caught in the web of Michael's haloed glances. Molding his fork into his favorite dessert, a coconut cream cake. His lips attached to the fork adding suctioned pressures to seep in the flavors into his mouth.

Throwing another glance at him, Mina watched how his lips wrapped around the fork. A chill traveling from her chest through her stomach where butterflies danced around the liquor that sat in her stomach. Michael threw a lowered look at her as he traced the tip of his tongue against his bottom lip. As he lifted his glance to fix her further she readjusted her body in her seat crossing her leg over the other. She cleared her throat looking away when the intensity between their looking game became stronger. Asking for the bill, she paid before leaving. Inching her hips closer to the edge of his table she lifted his plate that held his half eaten cake to place her number on a thin piece of paper. Trailing into the opposite direction of him he took a quick glance of her turned frame dragging the bottom of his teeth across his lip. His fist took a tight hold of the paper that enclosed her name and number.

Mina

239 -0523

Later that evening Michael winded down pouring himself a glass of crown royal. He laid in bed shirtless, nothing else but gray loose wearing sweatpants. He reached over for the telephone dialing up Mina's number as he rested his spine further into his bed. The phone rang as he awaited her voice to answer his call. "Hello?", Mina answered in a simmering low tone. "Hi, Mina it's Michael you gave me your number earlier." Mina let out a cheesy smile before answering back, "Oh, Michael I didn't think you'd call me so soon". She laid her body across her loveseat sofa, elongating the length of the corded phone in between her legs. "I had a few things in my schedule cleared up. So I decided to hide out at one of my condo's. It's just me and my glass of whisky tonight" He said unenthusiastically while twirling the bud of his index finger around the rim of his glass. Readjusting her body to lay on her stomach, she narrowed her right eyebrow in confusion.''You expect me to believe that a man like you is all alone, on saturday night with a free schedule?"

"Well, that's why I'm calling you, hoping you can come and keep me company." he shot back at her with a luscious tone. "Now mister Jackson, how do you know I don't already have plans?' Provoking his initial response. "Girl please, if you had any plans you wouldn't be on the phone with me".

Mina laughed out loud hysterically, before giving into his request. Michael sent one of his drivers to her home to pick her up. She showed up with a red contouring tubed dress, welcomed her into his condo. His white tank top that he quickly threw on compressed against his lean muscular figure. Cozying up to the comfortability of his home, Mina took notes of the simplicities of his sanction. Hours flew by and before they knew it the clock was striking 3 am.

"Where are you going"

"Home Michael."

"Why? Are you getting sick of me already?

"Of course not, tonight was fun. The endless popcorn and wine, I enjoyed it all but its getting late." The back of her dress faced the door. Her hand resting on the door knob. Michael placed his hand above her waist with a tight hold affirming his want for her to stay.

"Be with me tonight. Stay", he dragged his lower lip along the lining that shaped the frame of her lip. HIs cool lips along her warm touch, they matched each other's patterned lipped movements.

Not separating his lips from her, Michael reeled her closer to the nearing sofa. Pushing her onto the furniture, spreading her legs apart in an attempt to squeeze in between them. He dragged his tongue down to the tip of her chin tracing her supple skin. Stopping in between the middle of her collarbone, he sucked heartingly. Breathing in her skin, sealing in the contact between his lips and her warm touch. Pushing his mouth back to her lips he breathed lustfully into her mouth. "I want you".

He traced his thumb along the lines of her thong before tugging them lower revealing the lady bug tattoo that was inked on her bikini line. He placed a tight kiss onto the area while circulating his thumb along her clit.

"I want to take my time with you, I don't want to rush this" He said before getting up, "There's something special about you and I want to get to know you better. I don't just open myself up to anybody but I see something in you." His eyes beaming at her with pure admirable appreciation. He watched the movements of her chest as he settled the thoughts in his mind. Simplicities like this, didn't come easy or often for him but when they did? He cherished them.

"I wish you would have said that before doing what you just did to me but I completely understand taking things slow MIchael" Mina replied back to him with a disappointing tone filling her throat.

"I knew you would, plus there's nothing wrong with a little teasing". He let out a grin before busting out into a loud laugh. She threw him a look before coughing up a mouthing chuckle. He picked her up, directing her into the bedroom within his arms. They talked more as they cuddled, Mina playing in his curls and laughing at the stories he shared until the sun came up.

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