I've been waiting

Chapter 11

Sabrina POV

The old proverb 'Time flies when you're having fun' is so true right about now. On the Sunday after my first date with Michael, he came and picked me up for lunch. At lunch, he asked me to be his girlfriend, and of course, I jumped at the chance to say yes. I would have been classed as crazy and thrown into a mental institution if I had said no. Lord Jayla would have killed me if I had said no.

It has been a month since that day. I am still working at the grocery store and loving it there. Mr Jones has been an amazing pillar of strength. Helping out wherever he can. Michael has been an absolute superstar this past month. I spend nearly every free minute with him. He has really stepped up to be a loving guy, and I am floating on cloud 9 most days.

We still haven't gone 'all the way' in the bedroom, but he has let me experience other things. He has never once tried to push me into doing anything I didn't want to, which is making me fall for Michael. Hard. So hard that it actually scares me that I can love someone already. Only having known them for a month.

"Where are we going tonight, Michael?" He has kept tonight a surprise for me. I am not one for surprises after the last surprise I received. That was in the form of catching my mother raiding my bedroom for my money stash and when she was caught, attacking me until she knocked me unconscious and left me on the floor of my bedroom.

"Dollface, I am not telling you. Please just let me treat you to something nice tonight. We are leaving in 30 minutes, so you better get a move on" Michael yells out to me from the lounge room. "Oh and babe, please wear the red dress. It is such a turn on" I can hear the lust in his voice, so much that it makes me rub my thighs together. "Just for that smart arse, I am going to wear that ugly as fuck blue Christmas sweater that is in your closet."

Not facing the door, I can feel Michael come up behind me, lifting me off my feet and throwing me onto the bed. Rolling onto my back, Michael comes and lays over the top of me, holding himself up with his forearms. "You are a cheeky little shit, you know that, right?" I laugh at him while he peppers my face with kisses. Once his lips meet mine, the passion takes over. The moment was becoming heated.

"Sabs, babe, if we don't stop we won't make it to our date," Michael says between kisses on my face. "If you don't get off me, we won't be making it to our date, Michael. Stop teasing me and get off" I say, then placing a kiss on his cheek. Michael climbs off me and heads back out to the lounge room. I grab the red dress out from the closet and slip it on. Noticing I can't get the zipper zipped up I huff and puff. I walk out into the lounge room with my dress unzipped and my heels in my hands. "Do me up please", "With pleasure, babe" Michael stands behind me and finds the zip. It rests just above my bum. He slowly raises the zip while leaving goosebumps over my skin. Once the dress was zipped he placed a soft kiss on my neck and smacked my bum "Hurry up Doll Face".

I slip my shoes on and grab my purse. I look at my reflection in the hallway mirror and make sure my makeup looks good. I hold the door handle "Will you hurry up. You are worse than a female getting ready" I giggle as Michael smacks my bum again. "There'll be more of that if you don't start behaving young lady."

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Dinner was absolutely amazing—another beautiful little restaurant, chosen by Michael. The conversation flowed all night. There was never any awkward silence between the two of us. I don't know what it was about tonight, but I felt ready in myself to give Michael all of me. When we got back to Michael's, I excused myself to go use the bathroom.

"You've got this Sabrina. You know you are falling in love with this man, and it is time for you to give it all away". My little pep talk in the mirror left me with mixed feelings. I know that I love him, but I don't know if he feels the same way. But I do know that I am ready for him to 'make me a woman'. I want to be with him and only him. I remove my clothes while never breaking eye contact with myself in the mirror. I freshen up my lady parts then walk out of the bathroom.

Michael is sitting on the couch, watching the sports highlights from the week. I walk over to him and straddle his lap, pushing my breasts into his face. "Baby, I'm ready?" I say to him, but it comes out more like a question. Michael looks me in the eyes and raises his eyebrow. "Are you sure, babe?" I look back at him and chew my lip. 'It's now or never Sabrina' I say in my head, but what comes out of my mouth is a moan as I rub myself on his crutch. Michael takes this as an invitation and smashes his mouth on mine.

The kiss is hungry. It is all tongue, teeth and lips. He grabs hold of my bum and lifts himself off the couch. I wrap my legs around his waist instinctively, and we make our way into the bedroom. He lowers me onto the bed and asks me again "Sabrina; I need to know if you are super sure about this because once I start, I won't be able to stop" I look up at him from under my lashes and nod my head at him. That is all he needs before he is taking over my mouth and body completely.