Page 19 of A Trial of the Heart
“I am.” I sexily bit my bottom lip, letting him know whatever was about to take place I was ready for.
With a chuckle, Rashad stood, stepping my way with his hand outstretched to me. I placed my hand in his and stood. Pulling me to him, Rashad kissed me deeply, almost causing me to lose my footing. The seat of my panties soaked the second his tongue entered my awaiting mouth. He pulled back gracefully.
“I know what you want, and you will get it. It’s just not time for that just yet, beautiful.” His lips brushed against mine softly with each of his words, turning me on more.
I wanted Rashad more than ever now, but as he said it wasn’t time, so I would just have to wait a bit longer. I could only hope I could control my hormones until the time came.
MomentsLater
Music rocked the lounge, the vibration from the speakers knocking the booth Rashad and I sat in. This was the second venue of the night. The night was still young, but after the amazing time at the restaurant, I wasn’t sure it could get any better. The vibe in the atmosphere showed it could. Feeling Rashad looking my way, I left my resting head on his shoulder.
“What?” I couldn’t fight the smile that tugged at my full lips.
No matter how many times our eyes met, I felt safe, butterflies tickled my stomach, and I couldn’t help but smile. Rashad had ignited the fire to my candle. My feelings for him were strong, undeniable, and scary. Since I’d had my heart broken, I was cautious about how I moved, but Rashad made it hard to battle.He didn’t answer.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” I giggled nervously.
Rashad’s expression didn’t alarm me. However, it put me on edge excitedly.
He smirked.“Just staring at you, thinking of all the ways I’ma fuck the shit out of you when we leave here.”
Fuck.My kitty instantly purred, soaking my lace panties, wanting to be touched.
His fingertips trailed my bare thighs, feeling as though he ran a feather against them.
“You want that?” he asked quietly, his fingers reaching the inside of my thighs.
My mouth felt dry, and the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. The gesture turned me on.I nodded.
Rashad’s fingers tickled their way further up my dress until reaching my center. He toyed with my love box through my lace panties.He leaned my way, his lips nearly touching mine.
“Nah. Say it,” he spoke. With each word, his lips grazed mine.
My lips parted, and a slight gasp slipped out when Rashad softly pushed my legs apart, slipping his fingers between my folds.
“Say it,” he encouraged before removing his fingers, placing them in his mouth, taking all my essence with him.
I was already ready to head back to the room, but after Rashad’s act, I was ready to whip out his dick and ride him to ecstasy where we sat.
Closing my mouth, I swallowed hard before parting my lips to speak again.
“Let’s get out of here. I want you to fuck me, turning me every way but loose. By the time we finish, I want to look like that photo of Whitney Houston when paparazzi got her at the gas station in her pajamas and fur coat.”
The night had been nothing short of amazing, so now with the sexual tension, it was only right we moved things to the room.
Rashad chuckled softly. I knew he’d chuckled at my reference to Whitney Houston. I told a joke, but I meant my words. Shifting his gaze from mine, Rashad lifted his hand, waving over our server. I knew he’d done that to give her a tip and let her know we were leaving. Either way, I couldn’t wait to get back to his room for him to do all the nasty things I knew he could to me.
Chapter
Nine
Rashad:
Shiloh pouted slightly as she watched me move about my suite, packing my things. We had two days left before we disembarked. When I stepped on the ship twelve days ago, I never imagined what had transpired between Shiloh and I would happen. Like her, I wasn’t happy about the impending departure. I was just able to mask my emotions better.
Pulling some items from a drawer, a pair of Shiloh’s lace panties she’d left one night fell at my feet. Both our eyes dropped to them before we simultaneously raised them to each other. Squatting without taking my eyes from hers, I lifted the panties, bringing them to my nose. I inhaled deeply. Shiloh’s sweet scent was embedded in them. It would be a scent that would forever be etched in my memory.
“Want these back?” I inquired with a smirk.
