undoing, unraveling me piece by piece,” he whispers into my ear. His words make every hair on my body stand upright and the thought makes me smile on the inside. The satisfaction of knowing I have some kind of pull over this handsomely built man makes me feel like a woman should. He fumbles in his pocket for his keys and then unlocks the door. We make it over the threshold as he tosses his keys to the floor and then hits a light switch by the door. The lighting is bright against the background of the windows. The sky is black and scary.
The sudden growls of a dog frighten me. I tense in Parker’s arms.
“It’s okay; don’t be scared. She won’t hurt you.” From around the corner a chocolate Labrador runs full speed in our direction.
“Josie, halt!” Parker’s voice sounds strict. She stops in her tracks and sits down, staring in our direction.
“Go lay down, girl.” He shoos her with his hand, and she does as instructed.
“Now where were we?” I tilt my head up and kiss his soft lips. We stay in place exploring each other’s mouths until my lips feel chafed and my feet start to tingle from being suspended in the air for so long. As I shift my weight in his arms trying to get more comfortable, the lights go out. Darkness surrounds us. The sounds of the air conditioner and fans shut off. We both laugh in unison. Nothing is really funny, but the situation – standing making out in the dark – is sort of awkward.
“Can you stand or are your feet too numb?”
“I can stand.” Parker sets me on my feet. My sandals are slippery from being wet so I slide them off and am standing barefoot on his hardwood floor in front of him. He is a good foot taller than me, so he tilts his head down to look at me. My eyes are adjusted to the darkness now, and I can see his features perfectly. His face is a little scruffy and he is wearing a backwards black baseball hat. I hadn’t noticed it before, but he is also wearing basketball shorts.
“Do you work out?” I blurt out without even thinking. Of course he does; his arms are the size of one of my thighs, or maybe both put together.
“Yeah, a little here and there,” he smirks. “Are you thirsty or anything?”
“Some water would be nice.” He extends his hand to me. Grabbing it I follow him into the kitchen area. From what I can see, his house is laid out in an open floor plan. As soon as we walked through the front door we were in the living room, and, directly behind it, separated by an island, is his kitchen.
“Come here,” he extends his hand to me again. I grab it, and he pulls me by my hand closer to his body then places both of his hands on my hips and lifts me in the air. The counter under my exposed thighs feels cool as he leaves me sitting on the island. There is a flicker on the ceiling from the flashlight that he turns on. He must have grabbed it from under the sink. His back is turned to me and I hear the sound of running water coming from the faucet. Taking a second to admire him from behind, I wonder what his ass looks like underneath his silken shorts.
“Like what you see, sweetheart?” I didn’t even see him turn around. He strolls towards me, flashlight in one hand and a glass of water in the other.
“Answer me.” His voice is low this time when he speaks. My body shivers. It’s like his voice is calling to me, the words don’t matter, but the pull they have on me does. I want to strip off all of my clothes and beg for him to take me. The change in my demeanor is shocking, but every time I am around him I feel like a different woman. I’m not scared of my own shadow when he is near, and I’m not afraid to tell him what I want. The courage inside of me is building.
“Yes. I like what I see.” He raises his eyebrows. I can tell he doesn’t know what to think of me. One minute I am this shy girl in a bar, then I vomit all over him, and the next second I am begging for him to touch me. My actions have been surprising me as well.
The sudden growls of a dog frighten me. I tense in Parker’s arms.
“It’s okay; don’t be scared. She won’t hurt you.” From around the corner a chocolate Labrador runs full speed in our direction.
“Josie, halt!” Parker’s voice sounds strict. She stops in her tracks and sits down, staring in our direction.
“Go lay down, girl.” He shoos her with his hand, and she does as instructed.
“Now where were we?” I tilt my head up and kiss his soft lips. We stay in place exploring each other’s mouths until my lips feel chafed and my feet start to tingle from being suspended in the air for so long. As I shift my weight in his arms trying to get more comfortable, the lights go out. Darkness surrounds us. The sounds of the air conditioner and fans shut off. We both laugh in unison. Nothing is really funny, but the situation – standing making out in the dark – is sort of awkward.
“Can you stand or are your feet too numb?”
“I can stand.” Parker sets me on my feet. My sandals are slippery from being wet so I slide them off and am standing barefoot on his hardwood floor in front of him. He is a good foot taller than me, so he tilts his head down to look at me. My eyes are adjusted to the darkness now, and I can see his features perfectly. His face is a little scruffy and he is wearing a backwards black baseball hat. I hadn’t noticed it before, but he is also wearing basketball shorts.
“Do you work out?” I blurt out without even thinking. Of course he does; his arms are the size of one of my thighs, or maybe both put together.
“Yeah, a little here and there,” he smirks. “Are you thirsty or anything?”
“Some water would be nice.” He extends his hand to me. Grabbing it I follow him into the kitchen area. From what I can see, his house is laid out in an open floor plan. As soon as we walked through the front door we were in the living room, and, directly behind it, separated by an island, is his kitchen.
“Come here,” he extends his hand to me again. I grab it, and he pulls me by my hand closer to his body then places both of his hands on my hips and lifts me in the air. The counter under my exposed thighs feels cool as he leaves me sitting on the island. There is a flicker on the ceiling from the flashlight that he turns on. He must have grabbed it from under the sink. His back is turned to me and I hear the sound of running water coming from the faucet. Taking a second to admire him from behind, I wonder what his ass looks like underneath his silken shorts.
“Like what you see, sweetheart?” I didn’t even see him turn around. He strolls towards me, flashlight in one hand and a glass of water in the other.
“Answer me.” His voice is low this time when he speaks. My body shivers. It’s like his voice is calling to me, the words don’t matter, but the pull they have on me does. I want to strip off all of my clothes and beg for him to take me. The change in my demeanor is shocking, but every time I am around him I feel like a different woman. I’m not scared of my own shadow when he is near, and I’m not afraid to tell him what I want. The courage inside of me is building.
“Yes. I like what I see.” He raises his eyebrows. I can tell he doesn’t know what to think of me. One minute I am this shy girl in a bar, then I vomit all over him, and the next second I am begging for him to touch me. My actions have been surprising me as well.
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