"Quincy.. take me home". I whispered in his ear before he laid me down and attempted to take my innocence. He abruptly stopped kissing me and glared into my eyes.
He was so damn gorgeous.
"You don't want to be with me?". I placed my thumb on his bottom lip, staring into his eyes, hurt. "Can you just take me home please".
The ride was silent, yet I stared out the window watching the rain drops falling endlessly to the ground. I couldn't believe Quincy. I knew I should've left him alone. What was I thinking?
Shortly we arrived in front of my home. Whom I was glad to see. "Goodbye Quincy". I opened the door, and I felt his hand on my arm. "Aubree, before you go-". "What do you want Quincy". I started, on the verge of crying. "I want to say that... I'm in love with you and I'm so sorry. I don't know what got into me I just-- snapped I-". "Just, save it". I closed his car door and jogged into my house.
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The next morning my face was still a bit sore. I arrived to work and managed to apologize for being absent for quite a while. My boss forgave me, and i soon began doing my old routine. I sort of missed it here.
It was now the afternoon and I was still making cappuccinos and serving food. I didn't mind, it kept my mind off Quincy.
Spoke too soon, before you know it, Quincy walked in, in his full business attire. He must've went to work. It reminded me of when I first met him.
I turned the other way. Cleaning down a counter. "Aubree would you mind assisting the gentleman over there".
My boss wasn't a big fan of letting outside of work experiences interfere with work experiences. So I knew i couldn't reason with him even if I tried.
I sighed and grabbed the order pad and a pen, approaching Quincy's table. "What would you like sir?". Quincy glanced at me with a soft look. "Aubree...". "Are you going to order something?". "Aubree sit down for a second". I turned back to see my boss leaving to pick up his lunch. I figured I had a bit of time. I slid inside the booth across from him. "Aubree baby I'm so sorry". Quincy reached back and pulled out the prettiest bouquet of Yellow Tulips and placed them in my hand. "Come on". He stood up, grabbing my hand. He led to me outside to his car.
There I waited as he reached inside his back seat and fished out boxes and he had millions of bags. Chanel, Versace, Dolce & Gabbana, Louis Vuitton, and even Georgio Armani.
"Quincy what is all this?". "Gifts". "Is this suppose to make me forgive you?". Quincy held his head low and then picked it back up. He grabbed my hand. "Aubree. There's something wrong with me. I'm crazy I'll admit it. But I didn't mean for that to happen the other night. I love you with all my heart, and your the most enticing woman I've ever encountered. I'm sorry. Can you please forgive me?". He licked his lips and stared seriously into my eyes.
I slowly nodded. Grinning. He grabbed my waist and pressed his lips against mine. I held his cheek as I kissed him back. Quincy slid his hands down my backside, I smacked his hands away and told him to remember that we were in public. He didn't seem to care though.
"Your mine Aubree. I can do what I Please". I grinned. Quincy's tall frame towered over me, analyzing my face meaningfully. "Aubree I'm so sorry". He swept his thumb over the leftover mark on my cheek. "You don't have to keep saying that. I know". I leaned into his embrace. His body was so warm and muscular, he smelled so good and at that moment I felt so in love. "Can I take you somewhere?". Quincy whispered in my ear. I hugged him harder and nodded.
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Quincy requested an outfit for me like always and I slipped it on. Waiting for him to pick me up. I decided to spice things up and put a little makeup on while I was waiting.
I wonder where we're going. Hopefully not a restaurant. I'm sick of those honestly. I just hope wherever we go, everything works out. What happened the other night is something I never want to experience again.
Shortly I heard a car horn, and I instantly went outside.
I constantly asked Quincy about the destination but of course he refused. Finally we parked on this hill by a lake. I was confused.
He took my hand and leaded me down the stairs on the side of the hill. There on the lakeside was beautiful grass, and beautiful flowers. Quincy had the red and white picnic blanket laid out as well as the basket. It was a beautiful scene. I loved it. It was different.
It's only been an hour and me and Quincy were really having a good time. I was attempting to catch my breath from laughing until he began speaking again. "Aubree...would you ever marry me?". I glanced down and bit my lip. "Of course". "Why would you marry me". He brushed his thumb over my mood ring. "I would marry you because, your a good person". He lifted an eyebrow and picked my chin up. We both were laying on our stomachs, facing each other. "You will always be my Princess Aubree". His voice was so husky and cute I couldn't stop smiling. "Your so beautiful. Damn your so beautiful. And you wonder why I'm so crazy over you". "Quincy stopp". I chuckled. "I got an idea. Let me take you to Paris". He tapped his finger on my nose. "Really? When?". I jeered. "We can go right now". He grinned.
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He literally bought a suitcase and placed a bunch of outfits in them. Shoes and all. He even packed a toothbrush, perfume, panties, he prepared my whole bag for me. It's crazy how considerate he can be.
Shortly, we were dropped off on the side of this Maroon and gold plane. It was beautiful. "This is yours?". Quincy smiled. "Yes. Ladies first". I climbed up the stairs and entered into his gorgeous plane. The seats were suede, the windows were wide, it was everything.
"Come. Sit by me". Quincy assured. I took a seat next to him, he took off my jacket for me. He glanced at my thighs. "I find it flattering how sexually attracted you are to me". "Baby girl you just don't know". He smirked, pouring himself a glass of champagne. "Can you fill me in? I would like to know". I added seductively. He placed his glass on the floor. "Oh really?". I climbed on his lap. "Yes really". He placed his hands in my upper thighs. "What would you like to know sweetheart?". I placed my thumb on his bottom lip while caressing his cheek. "Tell me the things you would do to me". Quincy placed his lips on my neck. "I don't tell those type of things". He stated in between kisses. I placed my arms around his neck. His soft kisses felt so good. I closed my eyes as he swiveled my head around to kiss the areas he missed. "Quincy..". I moaned softly. He trailed kissed up my Jaw and to my lips. I held his neck and kissed back. He guided his hands up and unbuttoned shorts. His tongue lodged into my mouth as he held my backside. I began taking off my shirt tossing it into the empty aisle. "My god Aubree". Quincy licked his lips at my D cup breasts. Quincy hugged my unclothed torso and began creating hickies on my chest. "Quincy". I moaned a bit louder as he massaged one of my breasts. I then felt something spring up under and realized Quincy got a hard on. He pushed me down on it. "Aubree". It was the first time I heard him groan my name in my ear.
