Just Call Me Lily

Not Your Average John

Gabrielle

At last. The final handshake and thank you for coming has passed. There were so many people here and I hardly knew any of them. I appreciated them all for coming and especially the gifts I had received, but now I'm relieved that they're all gone. I'm tired and my feet are killing me. I sat on the bottom step and removed my heels, waiting for Farooq to finish instructing the servants to clear the ball room. That's going to be an all nighter, but it has to be done immediately. If Lily wakes up to a mess there will be hell to pay. Literally..

Farooq and I may be exempt from torture but not her mood swings. She can be insufferable when she wakes up, and the slightest mess or something out of place will send her over the edge. Thus ruining her entire day and making all of our lives miserable. Luckily I'm not at risk of being thrown in the dungeon, having God knows what done to me... Still don't wanna hear her mouth tho.

Hearing Farooq's voice echo commands through the now empty ball room, makes me think back to that final dance. The subtle smell of his cologne, his piercing, magical eyes gazing into my soul; how gently he held me close to him with his large masculine hands. The flashback made me high, sending chills up and down my spine. I rested my elbows on the stair behind me and relaxed my shoulders. I closed my eyes, exhaling the passion that had begun to grow inside of me. I pondered what his kiss may taste like. What his hands may feel like touching my bare skin. How wet would I get the moment his warm, naked flesh pressed against mine.

My thoughts betrayed me. The passion I had attempted to let go of has now amplified. I need him. To kiss me, and not on my cheek or forehead like he usually does. I need his lips and tongue entangled in mine... What I need is for him to fuck me already. I've been without dick long enough.

I've always preferred it from the back when I was with a John. That was the easiest way to make them bust quicker, and I was able to avoid getting intimate with them. That was business as usual. This I feel for Farooq is pure pleasure, and dare I say it... Love.
I don't want a quick fuck. I want to stare into those intense eyes throughout every deep stroke he plunges inside of me. I crave his kisses on my neck and shoulders. His lips wrapping around my erect nipples while his tongue lightly flicks at them...

"Gabby... Are you alright?"

My eyes popped right open. I can feel my cheeks flushing with embarrassment. The uncertainty of my facial expressions during my erotic daydream is unsettling. Just how long had he been standing there?

I blinked away the awkwardness and cleared my throat.. "I'm fine...  Just a little tired is all" I said to Farooq and smiled..

He warmly smiled back and held his hand out to me.. "Shall we?" He asked..

I took his hand when suddenly, for a split second; I viewed my surroundings through tunnel vision. I feel light headed. My stomach flutters and my limbs have turned to jelly. My knees failed me and I collapsed, but Farooq caught me before I hit the floor. I tried to shake off my drunken state, but then realized we were at the top stair. I looked up at Farooq in confusion..

"Perhaps I should have warned you about the affect blinking has on humans" he said and laughed..

"Ya think?!" I breathlessly replied, still limp within his arms..

He picked me up and proceeded to carry me to my room. I looked over his shoulder once I notice an orange glow illuminating the hall to Lily's room... "Is something on fire?" I groggily asked..

He turned to observe for himself, then sighed as if he found whatever it is to be exhausting.. "Not exactly...  Her husband is here for a visit is all" he replied and continued onward to my room..

"Husband? Lily's married?" I asked in both disbelief and astonishment..

"You'll learn more about him soon enough" he replied and then put me down once we arrived outside my bedroom door..

I opened the door and stood at the threshold. I want so badly for Farooq to rush inside and rip this gown right off of me. To my disappointment, he simply planted the same old kiss to my forehead like he always does..

"Goodnight Gabby" he whispered in my ear, then gently kissed my cheek... And with that he simply turned and walked away..

"Goodnight Farooq" I replied, fighting back tears and closing the door..

"Why does he always reject me?" I thought to myself as I walked towards my balcony. I know there's a connection between us, not to mention sexual tension. I know this to be true because I can feel it. The way he sometimes looks at me as though he's ready to bend me over and fuck me where I stand. How his jaw clinches when he gets jealous anytime a Were or an Elf flirts with me. How he blocked me from potentially getting laid by the football star.. Now my disappointment has turned to anger.

He's got some nerve sabotaging my chances at birthday sex! Knowing full well that I am sexually frustrated! I'm not letting him off the hook that easily... Ohh noo. That is one Djinn that's about to get a piece of my mind! If he doesn't want to fuck.. Fine! But don't block me from getting mine!

I stomped back over to the door ready to find him and let him have it once and for all. I opened the door only to be startled by his presence. He abruptly stepped inside, closing the door behind him. I'm frozen still, trapped inside his lustful gaze. He pulled me closer, then kissed me passionately on my lips. His lips are soft, his tongue sweet and intoxicating. Pleasure ripples through my body at the slightest touch of his warm hands. Our body temperatures rise as our excitement grows. We pant heavily between kisses, while we press against each other in anticipation.

He unzipped my strapless gown, letting it drop to my ankles; then stood back to observe my half naked body. Scaling over every detail as if he's savoring the moment. He began unbuttoning his shirt without ever taking his eyes off of me. My clitoris throbbed the moment his bare, muscular chest and abs were exposed. Without further hesitation he swept me off of my feet and carried me to the bed. He then unbuckled his belt and removed his trousers, revealing even more of his gorgeous physique. The bulge in his boxer briefs is also quite impressive.

I impulsively get on my hands and knees at the edge of the bed, eager to please the magnificence he obviously has to offer. I reached for the waste band.. But he stopped me. He took my hand and softly kissed my palm instead..

"Tonight is about your pleasure only" he said, locking me within his starry eyes once again..

He kneeled onto the bed, closing the curtains to the canopy. The lights went out, and the candles on the night stands  magically lit up all at once..

"Just lay back and relax Gabby.. I'll take it from here" he said and pressed his body into mine, claiming my mouth with his soft lips and tongue...

I've anticipated this moment for so long, and it has already gone beyond expectations. I feel feverish. My pussy throbs while he presses his bulge into my pelvis. But suddenly... I feel afraid. As if I'm stepping into unknown territory. I can't comprehend why I feel this way. Sex has never made me nervous, it is all I've ever known.

I'm certainly not too afraid to continue. His soft licks and kisses along my collarbone feels fantastic. Making me anticipate his tongue exploring further down my body.. Far be it for me to stop him now.