Maybe Later We Can-- Part 3 Scenario 4

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Warning: Read with caution. Mild 🔞🙈🙉🙊

Part Three Scenario Four:
I was taken back when after a good fifteen minutes of lip locking Xi Men stopped. We were both out of air.
“Xiao You…I don’t think we can just keep on kissing anymore. Do you get me?”
I definitely get what he meant. I felt something within me hot and burning. I just nodded my head.
Xi Men grabbed me and we walked in hurried steps towards his car. Thankfully it was so late in the night and there were lesser vehicles on the road or else we would have met an accident with the way Xi Men was driving.
He brought us to Maple Hotel which I learned from my internet search of F4 sometime ago was owned by the family of Dao Ming Si. He told me to wait by the sofa on the lobby as he checked a room for us.
You’d think I’d be nervous. I’m not so innocent as people think. I know exactly what kissing could lead to and what happens when a man and woman spend a night in a hotel room. I knew I love Xi Men. I knew I wanted to be something more to him than a cute milk tea girl. And if this is the only way to be that kind of person in his life then so be it. Let whatever is about to happen, happen. No regrets.
Xi Men tapped my shoulder. We proceeded towards the elevator. He pressed the button to the twentieth floor.
I understood that the higher the floor of the room is, the higher its price too. We just stood in silence side by side. No one else joined us so we got out of it in less than a minute.
Xi Men swept the key card to our hotel room and we both entered in.
I didn’t know to which I was impressed the most. That Xi Men checked us in to this massive of a hotel room just so we could have sex or that the Dao Ming’s hotel really lives up to its five-star hotel status.
I was admiring the view from the window I was standing on when there was a knock on the door. Xi Men answered it and seconds later he was rolling in a trolley with a bottle of champagne and glasses, fresh strawberries and cream and on the side was a single stemmed red rose tied with a card.
“You planned this, didn’t you?”
“If I say yes, would you be mad?” He handed to me the rose.
“Roses are red, violets are blue,” I read what was written on the card, “but no one is as cute as you.” I giggled. He had opened the champagne and poured its contents on our glasses. “This is so cheesy.” I put down the rose as I took the champagne glass.
“I didn’t have much time to prepare, you know.”
“Really?”
“I only wanted to bring you to the museum and then take you home.”
“Then are you saying the kiss wasn’t part of your plan tonight?”
“Well, I had hoped we would.”
“I had hoped we would too.”
“Really?”
“Why so surprised?”
“You’re just too cute and innocent.”
“Well Mr. Xi Men Yan I’ll show you that I am not.”
“I already know.”
We clinked our glasses together and drank the champagne.
“Try the strawberries. They’re delicious.”
He took a piece of the fruit from the bowl and dipped it on the cream. “Say aah.”
I took a bite of the strawberry. “Oh my gawd! It’s delicious!”
“I know right?”
So I’m not sure what we were doing but it must be a prelude to having sex. We had almost finished the champagne and strawberries when Xi Men took something from under the trolley.
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Oysters.” He put the platter of it above the trolley.
Once again, Xi Men fed me and after three or four of it, I was feeling hot again. And we weren’t even kissing.
“Xi Men, are these gentleman’s move or playboy moves?” I had to ask.
He had that glint in his eyes that told me I should be careful. “What do you think?” He had edged closer to me and our bodies were less than an inch away.
“Playboy moves. Definitely playboy moves.”
“You naughty girl.”
Then he swooped me in his arms and brought me down on the bed. We started kissing each other again and unlike the kiss we had at the museum this time it was deeper and urgent. His hands were all over my body. Even his lips were all over my body. That burning sensation I felt earlier was also back. But intensified. Especially on my core.
“Xi Men.” I moaned.
Xi Men smiled. “You’re mine tonight Xiao You, all mine.”
So I was and that night he was mine. All mine.

© Franzz P. Follow on Instagram @onceinalifetimearc2018
Date written: June 18-27 and July 9, 2019

Author's Note: Extreme and extended version.

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