WARNING: There might be some very detailed sexual scenes and situations, for those who are shocked by such things or are too young to read this, are advised not to. Thank you.
An extra extra long and sinful post to make up for lost time, Enjoy ;*
A couple of days passed after the fateful incident. Things gradually got back to normal, although her father’s face stayed glued in her mind like glitter on paper. His reaction was beyond words. He still had that stone cold expression, yet a hint of sadness in his eyes. She shook it off every time since she had a performance coming up in a couple of days. She was also anticipating her birthday. She’d finally be 18 and could openly be in a relationship with J. Well, at least not have to keep it to between her, J, and Moh’d. The relief and the weight that would be lifted off her shoulders was inexpressible. She shifted that thought aside and was practicing the piece she had in front of her. She was doing her own acoustic version of Lady Gaga’s “Telephone”. Yea it was ganna be kick-ass. She was continuously practicing during her free periods, between lessons, at home, any time that she could use. She barely had time for J.
She was tired.
She was frustrated.
She needed a break.
She needed J.
She grabbed her phone and started dialing his number.
Meanwhile, J had just stepped out of the shower after a long and tiring day at the gym. He treasured any gym time he had since teaching took up most of his time. He was changing when he saw a picture of Nayla and him on his nightstand. It was at taken at a spring of love festival. They had an amazing time that day, and the memories were those of the spontaneous kind. Especially one of Nayla pulling him into passionate and lust filled kiss. He remembered how it gave him goose bumps and vast feelings of pleasure. It was the first time he had seen that side of her and thought to himself
“This girl is ganna drive me crazy”
With that thought in mind, his phone was ringing and her name was flashing across his screen.
Call Started
J: “You were just on my mind”
Nayla: “So were you... “
He noticed her tone of voice and knew instantly what it meant. He was about to have the adventure of a lifetime. Well , that’s how it is with her..
Nayla: “Hello, you there baby?”
J: “Yea sorry, just drifted off a bit...”
Nayla: “Well I was saying I think I should come over, I miss you...”
J: “I miss you more cutie, when do you want me to pick you up?”
Nayla: “Hmmm, Give me an hour...”
J: “alright baby, take your time. When you’re ready, just call “
Nayla: “alright baby, see you later “
J: “You too”
Call Ended.
That gave her enough time to glam up. She had to look good after all. She stepped into her bathroom and started taking a long yet quick lather session. She washed her hair and body with the cherry blossom and vanilla scented set that J was insane about. He’d always keep her close to breath in her scent. She lathered up twice, scrubbed thrice until she felt like the scent had been absorbed by her skin. She dried off and started air drying her hair, and ran her hair through it a couple of times until she got the right amount of volume and curls she wanted to achieve. Hair, check. She moved onto make up. She went through the basics and added a few more things to give her the extra oomph! She added her MAC studio fix, then a bit of bronzer along her cheek bones, loads of mascara, and Russian red lipstick. She looked divine. Make- up, check. Before moving on to wardrobe, she messaged her mom letting her know she was going out. Her mom was at work and instantly replied giving her the green light. She decided to go for her black lace underwear and bra set, along with her ruby red body hugging just above the knee dress, along with her black Mary janes , and black clutch purse. DAMN! J was sure in for a surprise. She added a few sprits of Bali dream here and there before taking one last look in the mirror before leaving. She gave herself a twirl before J messaged her.
J: I’m outside baby
Nayla: I’m coming ;*.
She headed down the stairs, and saw J waiting there. He was really a sight for sore eyes. His eyes were practically popping out of his eye sockets. He was hypnotized by how astonishing and sexy she looked now. He wanted her. He wanted her right there and then. The sight of him made her laugh a long and sensual laugh. He felt like his heart literally skipped a beat. She got into his into his fully tinted black on black 1970 ‘stang.
Nayla with an amused look on her face: What’s wrong baby?
He was lost for words. She was breath-talking
J: You...Look…Incredible...
Nayla: Thanks Honey.
She planted a light kiss on the rim of his neck. That drove him crazy.
She giggled a bit to herself, knowing that she just lit the fire.
During the quiet yet exhilarating ride back to his apartment, they both were in different worlds yet one thing was on their mind. They were both getting something tonight” if you know what I mean”;
To Be Continued…..
