Chapter Seven
I know my timeline is a month off, bear with me.
I disclaim
The four of them sat together for dinner and danced with eachother. Paul and Steph watched them with wide eyes. All evening they never left eachother unless necessary. If Leila went somewhere, Dave was with her. If Dave went somewhere, he brought Leila. Dave would whisper in her ear and she'd giggle. The extra touching, kissing, the hand holding, the way they looked at eachother, it all meant something was up. It was hard to believe they weren't the only two people in the world. After a few hours they decided to call it a night. Steph and Paul agreed since they had a sunrise massage and Steph was 8 months pregnant. They said goodnight and dropped off Paul and Steph at their suite door. Dave magically whipped out a blindfold and put it on Leila. He guided her down the hall to their suite and led her inside.
She noticed the distinct smell of lavender and vanilla and took deep breaths. "Mmmm. Smells nice." Leila heard music and a glass was put into her hand. She felt Dave behind her and her blindfold fell away. She was stunned. There were so many candles she couldn't count. Hors d'euvres were on the coffee table, R&B on the stereo, wine chilling, it was so amazing and beyond anyone's wildest dreams. "Oh, Dave." She leaned into him and he wrapped his arms around her. He pulled her hair clip out and let her hair fall down her back. Slowly unzipping her dress, he gave her a push towards the bedroom.
"Get comfortable, it's going to be a long night." Leila changed into a tankini and boyshorts and went back to the sitting area. Dave kissed her softly but with so much passion. He had stripped to a pair of boxers and looked delicious. He gave her back her glass and she had champagne with a strawberry in it. He led her to the rug in front of the patio door and they sat watching the full moon dance on the water. Dave sat behind her leaning back on his hands and she rested against him. "I love you, baby girl."
Dave felt Leila tighten for a few seconds and then relax. She turned to look at him and whispered, "I love you too." His left hand stroked her face and neck. She kissed him lightly. Soft kisses at first, a little tongue teasing. Dave broke the kiss and smiled at her. Leila laid on her back with her head in Dave's lap. He picked up a chocolate dipped strawberry, fed her a bite and took one himself. They ate a few strawberries and stole kisses in between. He kept refilling her glass and she soon felt the effects giving her enough courage to let her inhibitions fall away. Dave noticed her attention seemed to drift elsewhere.
"Pretty Princess, is there something on your mind?" He wasn't sure he was ready to hear what she had to say. He didn't want to put a damper on their evening and yet he knew she needed to tell him things about her life. He had been told a lot by Stephanie and it angered him beyond belief. He was afraid of his reaction and what he'd feel the need to do. Leila looked at him for a few seconds.
"I don't want to ruin tonight with depressing stories." She sat up and kissed him with a little force. He tasted like chocolate, strawberries and champagne, she probably did too. She sat in his lap and took command of the kiss. Dave wrapped his hands in her hair to keep them from moving faster than he planned. Tonight would be slow. Tonight was about Leila. He gave her hair a tug exposing her neck. She moaned as he knew exactly where to kiss her. His right hand gently rubbed her back and Leila's eyes fought to stay open. She wanted to remember this moment exactly, bit by bit, she wanted to look into his eyes, memorize his expressions. She felt she needed it to survive when he left.
"Dave…" She looked at him fighting tears. What the hell is wrong with me? Leila tried to blink away the wetness before Dave noticed but she wasn't fast enough.
"What's wrong, baby girl?" He held her tight and caressed her hair. She leaned back and gave him a smile. How do I tell him how I feel without sounding silly?
"I just want to be with you." She whispered.
"I want to be with you too." He gave her a reassuring smile.
"No, I mean I want to be with you. Not just tonight." She looked away as her shyness kicked into overdrive. Dave turned her face to his and got her to look at him. She knew he hated talking about feelings and emotions. Leila wasn't good at talking either. They both liked to show how they felt, actions speak louder than words. She never felt the need to hear anything from him. She knew she'd gotten more out of Dave in the past two months than Angie ever could and she was surprised by it.
"I want to be with you too. I thought we already talked about this." Her tears came back and a few escaped down her face as she nodded. Dave kissed them and wiped them with his thumbs. He kissed her again, showing her his emotions.
The next few hours were filled with more champagne and strawberries, dancing together, kissing and touching. They couldn't get enough of eachother and inwardly excited there would be no interruptions. No teenagers, no phone calls, no surprise visitors. The next few days would be just the two of them. They talked about things and made eachother laugh, Leila teased him about his lunchboxes and he teased her about her shoes.
"Nobody needs that many shoes, it's ridiculous." Dave teased. Leila backed away and Dave looked at her questioningly.
"I'm waiting for the lightning bolt to strike you. You've angered the shoe gods." Dave laughed and grabbed her throwing her down. He lay on top of her propping himself up on his elbows. They looked at eachother for a few seconds and Dave began kissing her. No more waiting, no more romance, the opportunity was at hand and he was taking it. Dave sat up bringing her with him careful to not break the kiss. He cradled her and stood, holding her there for a few seconds in case she had a change of heart. All Leila did was kiss him more, deeper, hungrier. He carried her to the bedroom and gently lay her down. It was then she noticed all the flower petals on the bed.
He stood there looking down, appreciating the woman before him. The eyes that could read into his soul showed no fear or regret. No hesitation, no second thoughts. She looked up at Dave knowing what he was doing. She reached up and put her hand into the waistband of his boxers. She ran her fingers along his skin covered by the band and noticed the sharp intake of air. Leila held Dave's eyes with hers and let her hands show him she was ready and wouldn't wait another minute. She knelt in front of him and slid her hands inside his waistband at his hips. She kissed his neck, his chest, nipped at his nipples and kissed and licked a trail straight down to her prize. As she moved her way down with her mouth, she slid his boxers down his legs. Leila sat on the edge of the bed marveling at the Adonis in front of her. Her hands were all over him and as she held his eyes, she lowered her mouth to him.
"Baby girl, stop." Dave tried to pull her up but she shook him off. Continuing her assault on him physically she kept control of him mentally by maintaining eye contact. He tried to make her stop but his efforts soon became weak. "Baby, you don't…aah…have to do…mmm…this…please…" Considering the length of time it had been since Dave had been with a woman, he was ready to explode quickly. She knew he was close and Leila did everything she knew that might drive him crazy. Looking into his eyes, she used her mouth and hands together working as a team. Dave looked around the room trying to distract himself from his impending release. If he looked in her eyes it would be over and he loved the way her mouth and hands were working him over. He was too close to slow down and his hands went to her head. "You're gonna make me cum." She literally sucked on him, adding more pressure with her lips and hands. "I'm fuckin cumin, oh god baby." Dave spilled himself in her mouth and she didn't stop until he was finished.
As soon as he recovered he was all over Leila. He knew he'd have to be gentle with her but it would be the hardest thing he'd ever done. He slowly peeled of her clothes and marveled at her body. Her curves were phenomenal and made her sexier, if that was possible. He lightly touched her tummy and noticed a few scars. These would need explaining, but not now. He kissed her where they were letting her know he'd never hurt her. He couldn't believe this amazing woman was in his life. His life had changed dramatically in the past year. He almost hadn't gone to Leila's that day nearly three months ago. He wouldn't have dreamt this in a million years and would have laughed at anyone who said this would be his life. He thought he was destined to be alone, he'd has his kids and wasn't very good at the married life. As he gazed at her, he knew where he was meant to be. Leila changed his whole world.
Now he was about to satisfy this woman and give her something else to think about. He removed her panties and ran his fingertips up her legs. They both groaned as he unhooked her bra and yanked it away throwing it to the side. His mouth and hands moved to her breasts, licking and sucking, holding them like a prize. His mouth went back to hers dipping his tongue in her warm mouth and she held his head with both hands. He took both her hands and pinned them above her head with his right hand. All he could hear was Leila's ragged breathing which matched his own. "Dave…"
He answered her as he dipped his tongue to her and began pleasing her. He picked up her legs and placed them on his shoulders giving him easier access. Leila's head fell back and she thought about the first time she'd laid eyes on this beautiful creature. She dug her nails into his shoulders as moved his mouth and kissed her inner thighs. He moved from thigh to thigh brushing his lips against her as he passed over her center. She almost screamed as he finally stopped teasing her and let his tongue taste her again. Leila's eyes rolled to the back of her head as he used his fingers and mouth to make love to her. "Tell me what you want me to do." When she felt her release getting closer she pressed her hips into him and gripped his head with her hands. All she could do was moan.
"Tell me what you want baby." He looked into her eyes as he said the words and she thought she'd explode right then. He kept changing his movements trying to get her to answer him and even completely stopped. His fingers dancing over her already throbbing center, he whispered to her, "Tell me baby girl. Tell me what you want." Leila screamed at his words as he teased her and wouldn't let her cum. "Please…don't stop…oh god…" She let out a high pitched squeal. She moved his hands where she craved them and he plunged his fingers into her. She arched her back and whispered, "yes, just like that…mmm…" She cried out as her body contracted under his touch. She focused on his tongue and how incredible it felt and she bit her lip trying not to scream. His fingers moved in and out and he rubbed her walls hitting her sacred spot over and over. Her nails dug into him as she moved her hips against him adding to the sensation. Dave felt her stiffen and she tried to muffle her screams. She didn't do very well and still let out a loud squeal as her juices soaked his fingers.
He took both her hands and pinned them above her head again and held them with his left hand. He guided her hips with his right hand and they both almost screamed as he entered her. He stayed still and kept her from moving until he could regain control. If either of them moved it was over for Dave. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. They both needed to adjust to the new feeling of eachother. He opened his eyes and looked at her; her mouth was parted and her eyes bore hungrily into him. "Oh shit, baby." He tried to think of other things as he began to move in and out of her. He had never been a two-pump chump and he wasn't about to start now. He prided himself on his stamina, but Leila was ruining his record real fast.
He let go of her arms and gripped her hips attempting to gain control again. She dipped her tongue in his mouth and mimicked his movements. He turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, maintaining the connection. Leila pulled her legs from around Dave and left them at his sides. She shoved her hands under his thighs and leaned back a little. She kept her eyes on his as she moved her hips in circles. "Mmmm, Leila, baby." His hands squeezed her ass and she arched her back, still moving her hips at a steady pace. He could feel her body gripping him tight and then releasing him, teasing him, antagonizing him. Dave looked at her body; her perfect 34Cs, her taught and defined tummy, the trail of hair that led to the place where their bodies were joined. He brought his hands around and began his assault on her. Leila squealed and her head fell back.
He could feel her body getting closer and closer, which was making him get closer and closer. He took control of her hips with his fingers as his thumbs continued the assault. Leila moaned and whined as she felt her body giving in to Dave. Her nails dug into his thighs and when he felt her body start to contract he moved harder and a little faster. He too lost control and Dave came right after Leila.