No Control (Sequel to #AFAR)

29. Fancy

Niyesha's P.O.V.

Brandon drove to his house, the ride being silent. I noticed he constantly kept looking at the side mirrors, which made me nervous. He grabbed my hand, and squeezed it. I looked at him and all he did was smile at me. I smiled at him back, and looked out the window.

We made it to his house, and we got out. Brandon locked it, and put his alarm system on. He opened the door for me and I entered his house. I saw the lights were dimmed, and the smell of food was lingering around the house. He closed the door, locking it with the top and bottom lock. I went to the kitchen following the smell and saw there was two plates of food served on the dining room table, and with a glass of sprite, my favorite soda.

I felt a strong pair of arms wrap around my waist, and I couldn't help but blush like crazy.

Niyesha: You cooked all this for me?

Brandon: Well ... Personal chef did, but yes I did all this for you.

Niyesha: Personal chef?! That must've been expensive. You know I hate --

He turned me around and landed a wet kiss on my lips, making me shush.

Brandon: Well you deserve everything you want. I know you hate expensive things, but when you're with me money don't matter. As long as you're happy, then it's fine.

I smiled, and he grabbed my hand, leading me to my chair. He pulled it out, like a gentleman, and I thanked him. I sat down and he went to do the same. I looked down at my plate, and was delighted to see my favorite foods...well at least some of my favorite foods on my plate. I had rice and beans, with chicken, and collard greens.

I started to eat and the food was amazing. I can automatically tell it was made by a Hispanic person. I could taste the sofrito and the Goya tomato sauce.

I took a sip of my soda, and started to think about how nice and awesome Brandon has been to me.

Brandon: Whatchu thinking hard about?

Niyesha: Oh ... Well to be honest you.

Brandon: Damn my face that mesmerizing?

Niyesha: Man shut the fuck up. I was saying how nice you've been to me and ...

Brandon: (Smiles.) And...?

Niyesha: I like you Brandon. I really do. I appreciate all you've done for me.

I started to eat again to avoid saying anything else. Brandon got up, and went to the living room. Although I was confused, I didn't want to ask cause I wanted to finish my food. Once I was finished, Brandon called me.

Niyesha: Coming!!

I got up and put my plate in the sink. I went to the living room, and Brandon was there with a bouquet roses in his hand and a huge box of chocolates. I gasped, and didn't even go for the roses. I went straight to the chocolates.

Niyesha: How many chocolates are in here?!

Brandon: (-.- Really?) Like 100 or something.

I set the chocolates down, and took the roses. They were black roses, my favorite type of roses.

Niyesha: Brandon, you didn't have to do all this. Chinese food would've been just fine.

Brandon: You deserve more than Chinese food baby girl.

He took the roses out of my hand and set them down on the coffee table, next to the chocolates. He grabbed his remote, and pressed a button. Eres Mia by Romeo Santos started to play through his speakers. I couldn't help but laugh.

Niyesha: Do you even know what this song says?

Brandon: I asked around. I know it means you're mine.

He took out his hand, and I gladly accepted it. We started to dance a simple two step, since he couldn't do bachata. I laid my head on his chest and wrapped my arms around his neck while he wrapped his hands around my waist. We didn't say anything to each other. We just held each other. Brandon kissed my cheeks and my earlobe, making me shiver.

Brandon: I love you so much Niyesha.

Niyesha: I love you too Brandon.

The words came out with no hesitation. I buried my head in his chest once more making him chuckle. He lifted my chin up, making me look into his eyes. I saw fear. I saw pain. But most importantly, I saw love.

Brandon: I've been waiting 4 years for you to say that.

He kissed my lips, at first with a peck, but soon enough our lips started to battle each other. Soon our tongues entered our little war, and I couldn't help but feel the tingles going through my body. His hands grabbed my bottom, making me jump and gasp a little. I felt him smile against my lips. He went down to my jawline, and then my neck, making me moan softly. He picked me up, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist. He started to go up the stairs, and soon enough we were in his bedroom.

Again he started to kiss my neck, and my moans got louder.

Brandon: Damn you sound so sexy when you moan baby girl.

He tugged at my shirt and looked at me for confirmation.

Niyesha: Yeah you can.

He helped me take off my shirt, and admired my body. I covered my face but soon removed my hands when he started to suck on my breasts. I cursed under my breath, surprised by how good it felt.

But I stopped him.

Niyesha: Wait, Brandon. I'm not ready to lose it yet.

He got up and nodded. But then he smiled, and that meant he had an idea.

Brandon: Lemme make ya feel good baby girl. I know you all hot, so let me cool ya down.

I raised an eyebrow at him. When he started to pull down my pants that's when I knew what he was talking about.

Niyesha: Are you gonna...

Brandon: If you want me to.

I nodded almost immediately, but started to feel self conscious.

Brandon: Don't feel so self conscious. I see it in ya face. Just relax baby girl.

I nodded and butterflies started to fly around in my stomach, the anticipation killing me.

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And the rest of this scene would be written next chapter!!

Lml I know y'all are punching ya phones or want to punch me, but that's cool.

Love y'all, my little innocents. ❤❤

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