Jekkah Prompt #4
Wine
fruit
fire truck
He was giddy like a school girl, it was not an emotion he was used to, but the events of today he was not used to either, he finally got the nerve up to ask her out and she actually said yes, it was cause to celebrate, worry and panic all at the same time.
He wanted to plan something special for her, she only deserved the best, his princess. He thought for a bit, he had told her to meet him at his place for 8, which meant he had only 4 hours to plan, execute and get himself prepared.
He decided on ordering out, having it delivered at 8:15, bought a bottle of wine, some candles, and set the table. He skipped to his bedroom and decided on an outfit, a nice pair of jeans and a shirt, she always liked the burgundy one, she said it brought out the color of his eyes. He tossed it on the bed with his pants and headed for the shower.
His face required a quick shave as well and some cologne, nothing too offensive, just a dab or two of the one she liked.
He got dressed and padded off to the kitchen, turned on some soft music, lit the candles, chilled the wine and waited. He expected her to be on time, not early, not late and he was right. In true fashion his doorbell rang at 8pm on the nose. He kissed her on the cheek and welcomed her in. Tossing her jacket on the sofa and leading her to the table.
"Looks lovely," she says.
"Wine?" he asks.
"That would be nice."
They exchange idle chit-chat and before too long the doorbell rings again.
"That's dinner, hope you like Thai?"
"Love it," she says sipping her wine.
He takes the food, pays ans tips ans shuts the door. Then dishes it up.
They chatted the whole time, reminiscing about their relationship over the years, the good, the bad and the ugly, all relationships had them.
"Dessert?" he asked.
She cocked a brow, "what do you have in mind?" she said seductively.
"I was thinking fruit and chocolate, strawberries to be exact."
She laughed.
"What were you thinking?" he asked.
"I was thinking maybe you would be dessert..." she blushed.
"Well, we could skip the strawberries and run with your idea, we could have the strawberries for breakfast."
She grinned, he stood up and took her hand and led her to the bedroom.
It was so romantic, he kissed her passionately, not missing a single inch of flesh, nipping and nibbling hie way from top to bottom. Eventually he had enough and had to feel her. He plunged deep inside her and she screamed in release.
"Hear that?" she breathed.
"What?" he asked.
"The fire truck," she laughed. "I knew you were hot, but apparently you are on fire."
They both laughed.
