Brad was a red dude with a curly bush. His frame was slender and strong. He was about six feet tall and that body was banging. He had beautiful blue eyes and those lips were to die for. Even this man's jaw line excited me. I had never seen one so beautiful. Im talking about a fine man with brains who had a business degree with several businesses! He wasn't a push over either. He wasn't controlling, but he would let me know he was the man and he wore the pants. I loved that about him. Deep down I was really feeling him, but I didn't want to admit that this man could just be more than enough.
Brad called yesterday and asked if I would accompany him to an important event. He didn't give details, but I knew it was an event that had something to do with his job. He talked about it maybe three weeks ago. I wasn't his woman and we definitely wasn't in no relationship. Why was he calling me to go with him? I'm quite sure he had several chick's that would love to be shown off and wrapped up in his arms for the night.
I sat and remembered the door bell ringing yesterday and I opened the door. There was a package there for me. I signed for it and took it inside. I pushed the big box to the living room, sat on the couch, and opened it. To my surprise it was a beautiful gown, matching shoes, matching accessories, a tiara, and gloves. A note inside said, "Please be ready by 7 to accompany me at the ball. Im not taking no for an answer. I'll see you at 7 beautiful. Brad How in the world did he know how to quardnate like that for a women. I was guessing he paid somebody to do it.
He had completely lost his mind. There was no way I was going to a ball with him. That was rule number 3. NEVER BE SEEN OR CAUGHT IN PUBLIC WITH ANY OF YOUR GUY'S. I texted him immediately and declined his offer. I told him to take somebody else.
Around five o' clock he texted and asked if I was getting dressed to go. Obviously he ignored the text that I sent him earlier. My door bell rang again. I went to open the door and it was him. Along with my shocked facial expression my mouth dropped what seemed like to the floor. He pushed his way through the door and pushed me up against the wall. He planted a soft sweet kisses on my lips and gave me a slite grin. Silence filled my foyer. He stared into my eyes. Opening the tie on my robe he wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me aggressively. Exposing my body, all I had on was a half shirt with no bra and some extremely short night shorts with no underwear. Continuing in his aggressive manner he ripped the robe from my body. I knew he was letting me know who was the boss and that he was in control.
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His hands slipped between our bodies and cupped my breasts. Want and need was all over his face and in his beautiful eyes as they never left mine. He flicked his thumb over my left nipple while he took my other nipple in his mouth. His warmth excited me. "Alsiha baby don't hold back," he whispered in my ear. He forced the words through his locked jaws. His face was filled with extreme pleasure. As he dropped to his knees, he took my shorts with him to the floor. His hands gripped my thighs and instantly my body shivered in pleasure. Arching my back I welcomed the feel of his tongue on my woman hood.
His hands slid from my but to the small of my back and back again. My body always responded to him being it was his voice, his presence, or his touch. Chills went down my spine following the tips of his gentle fingers. I was lost in a daze until my door bell rang again. Snapping out of the trance we were in we both jumped from the ding dong that echoed through my foyer.
I grabbed my shorts and wrapped my robe back around me as the bell rung once more. He got up and walked toward the living room.
I wonderd who could be at my door because I didn't usually have company. I opened the door and it was fed ex needing a signature for a package that had come a day early. I had ordered some new fitted dresses, 2 new bikini's, and some lingerie sets all for my vacation. Who knows, maybe I would be wearing something for Brad from this box. I laughed as the thought filled my head.
Returning to my living room pushing the heavy box there was know sign of Brad. Where did he go? As I walked toward my study to retrieve my laptop he comes from the downstairs restroom. We faced each other in the silence of the hall way this time around. He stared into my brown eyes. Pushing his way down the hall he stretched his arms forward. I stood there as if I was frozen solid. Making his way to me he held my waist and kissed me. He kissed my neck. He kissed my throat. He kissed the nape of my exposed chest. "Be ready by 7" was all he said before he turned and let himself out the door.
Yesterday was crazy. Did he really think he could just pop up at my house and tell me what to do? If he did, he had another thing coming for him. I sent him a message letting him know he wasn't running nothing and that I would not be going with him to the event. I didn't even wait for a reply. I slipped into my workout clothes and went to my gym room and forgot about him for the evening.
I stayed in the gym room for about an hour in the half. Those squats I did wore me out. I focused on my legs mostly. The tread mill, squats, and stretches had me ready for a hot candle light bubble bath. Oh, and I cant forget some peace and quite. Everything after that from yesterday was a blurr.
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General FictionIn the city of Chicago, young, successful, 34 year old Alisha Allen sleeps with a different guy every other night. Because she always put her career first, a family and a relationship was the last thing she was looking for. The one night stands were...