So there I was unaware what that night held. The only thing
I knew for certain was I was told to get into the shower and not come out until
I was told. I was even given everything I needed to change into (he picked very
interesting clothing from my wardrobe) and do my hair. I had many questioned
for him as always but he gave me a hug and a kiss and said, “Young lady
sometimes it’s good to just go with it.” The mischievous look in his eyes and
that cheeky smile was more than convincing and I did as I was told. I got out
of the shower to find a candlelit dinner waiting. We talked for a while and
went out on to the balcony where to my surprise he kept enticing me but never
going all the way however I have to admit after the surprise he had he could’ve
had me right there and then and I wouldn’t have had a care in the word who saw
or heard me. He told me he had 3 gifts for me, he had already given me a scarf
that he tied around my neck, as we
are heading back indoors ,he takes a
bandana out of his pocket and uses it as a blind fold.
He then led me to the bed, boots still on, lay me on the bed
and took the scarf off my neck (that smelt like him) and tied my hands together
over my head. Did I mention that the candles were scented? He probably lit them
for some time and shut the room because I could smell the Jasmine and a hint of
vanilla. I’m lying there in anticipation not sure where thins will go cause yes
what I was wearing could easily be taken off to expose my front from top to
bottom (and yes he did take it off). I hear him breathing heavy, feeling the
want in his voice and I’m expecting him to jump me but then I feel something
crawling up my leg all the way to my nose and I take a deep breath and it’s a
Rose. My third gift he says. What happened was unexpected. He put his lips
close to my body so I could feel his war breathe on my skin but not once did
his lips touch me instead he used the rose to stroke me. Fast and slow, hard
and soft on every part of my exposed flesh and at some point I felt those soft
petals made their way to my already blood pulsating lips and made me quiver and
shake with climactic glee. As I lay there breathing heavy feeling squeamish I
thought to myself that I only thought roses were beautiful to look at.
Jah Bless
