Thursday, February 26, 2009

The Meet-up (part 2)

Keep it together Shannon...

We stop kissing and I put my head on his chest and he whispers my name, "Shannon" as he strokes my back. This is really nice, I can't believe he's here.

After few minutes, I lead him by the hand to the bed. We sit facing each other and just look at each other. I see his milk chocolate skin, his twinklin' brown eyes, his big bright smile, the sexy dimple in his chin, his long dreads that drape his shoulders, the fullness of his hands that are holding mine. I glance at his feet and their big...woohoo, thank you Jesus.

No one is saying anything, but its not awkward, I wonder what he's thinking...about me, how I look, our kiss...I can't believe how wet I got from kissing him. Shit, I shoulda brushed my teeth, I can taste my drink...good grief, fine time to think of it. He didn't pull back, so maybe he didn't mind.

I like what's he's wearing, definitely has the grown & sexy vibe going...he's such a fuckin' playa, I don't give a damn what he says...I'm gonna get my heart broken, I know it.

Shit, guess I need to break the silence...where to begin, so much I wanna say, so much I shouldn't say...don't be a dumbass Shannon, keep it together. You're in control of this party.

"How was the drive? Did you have trouble finding the hotel?" Good start, not personal, not confrontational, but at same time letting him know that I know he was late...good girl.

He squeezes my hands, looks deep into my eyes, "I'm sorry I was late...I knew where I was going. But streets are closed and I had to drive around and park way away cuz streets are blocked for fireworks. Otherwise I woulda been here early."

I give him an understanding nod and he raises my hands up to his rock hard chest, looks me deep in the eyes and says, "I am really sorry for being late." Oh hell, playa handbook 101 move, contrition...shit, is this his A-game, puhleez?

Dammit, its working...Shannon, U still here? Focus girl, you're upset with him, remember. Now tell him how you feel...go on now, let him have it.

I look into his beautiful, soft, gazing eyes, "Well, you..." and my head goes down...why is he so fucking sexy and those dreads are speaking to me. Fuck it Shannon, are you wussing out? Its just dick.

I get up and practically run to the bathroom. I turn on the faucet. Talking to myself in the mirror:
"Now what...you ran in here like a child."
"What is the fuckin' matter with you!?!"
"We should talk; shouldn't we talk; do we need to talk?"
"Yes, we're gonna talk; this time is gonna be different."

I wash my hands, go out and sit beside him. I apologize for leaving abruptly, he shrugs it off as no big deal. Okay, you wanna talk beotch, then say something. Anything. I can't think of one single solitary thing to say; you have got to be kidding me. Have I lost the power of speech?

He takes my hand and leads me onto the balcony. It is a wonderful night, warm breezes are blowing and we can hear the waves breaking. Its a perfect night to be with someone...this is starting to move into dream realm...relax Shannon, don't get caught up...stay in control.

As I'm looking out on the water, he comes behind me and wraps his arms around my waste. Oh hell no, he's singing in my ear. Fuck, this is not looking good; I'ma end up fucking him tonight. Dammit Shannon, you gonna go down this road again, ain't you?

I lean back into his arms and I get lost in the song, in him, and in the moment. I let go, I give in and I get wetter still. His hands glide down my stomach and he puts them under my waistband and gently caresses me.

I undo my button & zipper and his hands go into my panties and now he's kissing my neck...damn, he feels good. He takes his right hand to my pussy and feels my wetness, "Damn baby, you are so wet...can you get wetter?" and he puts 2 fingers inside me. I moan, grab the railing as my knees buckle a bit & have a small orgasm right then & there on his hand. I can't believe it!

Fuck it, if I'm going out this way, then he's gonna know who he was with. As his left hand explores my nipples, I take the hand that shimmers with my essence up to my mouth and lick it clean and he moans. Its on now...

3 comments:

Babz Rawls Ivy said...

Wooo! WOOO! WOOO!

Is there a part 3? There better be a part 3!

Its My Perogitive said...

aw shit shannon.. THERE NEEDS TO BE A PART 3!

Shannon said...

part 3 is on the way