Chapter 15
FIFTEEN
Brandy Noel
MY HEART RACED AS THE anticipation ate me alive. My anxiety was getting the best of me, and I couldn’t understand why. I asked for this. Damn near begged for it and here I was about to pass the hell out before the man could even arrive.
I’d taken my time to flat iron my hair and put on light makeup with a popping navy blue lipstick, shea buttered my body down and put on a light pink maxi dress that hugged my curves and four-inch heels that made my calf muscles pop.
I was putting on a show yet every part of me didn’t want to open that door and be seen.
I was doing too much, too soon, and it was getting the best of me.
I needed to chill but the overwhelming desire to be engulfed in his presence was maddening.
I should’ve waited to see him once he returned instead of forcing him to see me now.
I stared at the door while soft jazz filled the space.
I hadn’t been able to move since I heard the truck pull up.
Chills rolled across my skin as he approached.
His light footsteps grew louder with each step.
My mouth watered when he knocked on the door and I hesitated before calming myself with a deep breath then answered it.
His gaze roamed my body then he locked in on my eyes, closing the space between us in one step.
My nipples lightly brushed his chest and the sensation rushed to my core.
His large hand brushed along my cheek, those long fingers gripping my nape.
Our lips swept across each other and my knees instantly grew weak. How is he affecting me like this?
He took a step back and examined me with furrowed brows, familiarizing himself with my stature. I must’ve been obvious as hell.
“What have I done?”
“What? Nothing.” I quickly brushed my hand across my forehead as a nervous chuckle escaped my lips.
“Oh, you aren’t ready for me. Well, that I can understand. Just let me be clear on something, there is no rush. I’m here to get to know you and spend time. Wherever we grow from here is only my honor,” he expressed.
“You are not real,” I whispered.
My eyes closed and his touch brought me comfort.
I exhaled softly and felt my body willing to meet his.
I rested my head on his chest and he allowed it.
His body oil filled my nose and its subtlety heightened my senses and turned me on.
It carried its own unyielding confidence. What is going on with me?
“Baby, I’m so real that my heartbeat just made you cum,” he murmured in my ear.
He licked the brim then slid his hand to my ass, grabbing a good handful.
He pulled me closer to him then locked eyes with mine.
My soft pants ascended as each second passed.
He was surely right. I was a lake between my legs and each time I switched my footing it was like a wave splashing onto my thighs’ shore. I was tantalized.
“Armond, what are you doing to me?”
“We’re going with the flow, baby, that’s it. Tell me what you want and it’ll be.”
“No questions?”
“None.”
“I want you to leave.”
“...what?”
“You said no questions. Leave.”
He cleared his throat and searched my face for any sign of a joke. I kept my face stoic. I wasn’t going to budge. I needed to see his reaction, what he would do.
He stood up straight, broadening his shoulders, looking past me. The hurt was clear on his face to me, but to anyone else he would simply look unbothered.
I grabbed his hand before he could turn away completely then put it on my lips. I entwined our fingers then looked up at him. His willingness to do as I asked spoke volumes and furthered my love for him. There was no way I wanted him to depart from me.
Once he saw the sincerity in my eyes he leaned down and kissed me. He lifted me with one arm cuffed under my butt cheeks then walked over to my purse and cell and grabbed them with his free hand, proceeding to leave the house.
“Where are we going, Armond?” I giggled. My arms were tight around his shoulders while my head rested on his.
“We have a reservation and if we keep fooling around, we’ll miss it.”
“You could’ve said something when you arrived.”
“Naw.”
Once he placed me in the back seat, he rounded the truck and got in beside me.
He instructed Serg to go and we took off into the night.
I tucked myself into him then crossed my leg over him.
It was my favorite position. He placed his right hand on my butt and pulled me even closer.
I snuggled into the crook of his neck and kissed it before settling on his shoulder.
“Next time, I won’t give you the chance to pull me back. You’re going to follow through on your requests,” he said after a couple of minutes.
“I know,” I replied softly.
“As long as you do.”
“It won’t happen again.”
“I’m sure it won’t.”
“Cocky much?”
“Confident in our connection,” he corrected.
I smirked then looked out of the window.
I loved how secure he was about us. You’d think we met at another point in our lives.
This gravitational pull made me believe we were married in every other universe as well.
He was meant to be my soulmate. I just had to get out of my head so I could accept what we were building.
No matter how quickly we were building it.
We pulled up to one of the tallest buildings in the city, The Reunion Tower, which looked over the surrounding towns easily.
I was excited to see if we were going inside.
The building offered three levels with restaurants, an exhibit that featured art and fun facts about the city, and an outdoor 360-degree walkway to get every view of the city.
The sun was setting and the city was beginning to light up. A few of the buildings surrounding us had special displays and it was a breathtaking view once we entered and made it to the top.
“I’ve always wanted to come here. This view is stunning,” I said, pulling out my phone.
We’d just stepped outside and I instantly went to the banister’s edge. I looked down and smiled then took a few shots. I turned around and captured Armond in the frame with me as he took it all in.
“I think my view is better,” he said as he turned to face me.
I blushed then posed against him and snapped a pic before he was ready. He then smiled and I captured it too. It was infectious and I was glad to get it. I didn’t know when or if I’d see that smile again.
“I truly love this, Armond.”
“I’m glad. I love seeing that smile on your face. I hope you enjoy the next phase just as much.”
“I’m sure I will.”
We walked around for a little longer until a waiter came over to us with a tray of red wine. Armond gladly welcomed him and took two glasses. He handed one to me then waited for the waiter to get the hell on.
Once he stepped off, Armond checked his watch then those eyes got stuck on my breasts.
I adjusted my stance then licked my lips and his eyes lingered there.
He gave me a devilish grin then winked cuz he knew I caught him.
He grabbed my free hand and pulled me along until we got to a spot where nobody was around.
I wanted to do some very naughty things, but would he want to do them here?
Every inclination said we should skip this whole outing and find some real privacy, but I was unsure what my body would allow me to enjoy with him. No matter how hot and heavy I knew it would be with him. Yet, I was still curious.
“Keep looking at me like that and you won’t have a choice but to submit to me, honeybee.”
Could this man hear my thoughts? Was he a vampire?
“How am I looking?”
“Like you’re ready to be devoured.”
“Hmm, maybe.”
“Naw, there’s no maybes.” His hand slid down my waist and met my thigh. I quivered under him. He gave me a wicked smile and licked his bottom lip. He’s such a tease.
He got closer to me as his fingers trailed closer to my center. His eyes lowered, daring me to rebut. My legs separated little by little, eager to feel him trace my lace panties. I suddenly didn’t care about the people or where we were, I needed to feel Armond.
“You already soaking for me, mama?”
His voice hardened my nipples and pressure against my dress every time I moved made me even wetter.
All I could do was nod and take a sip of my wine. I closed my eyes as I took in the taste. It was magnificent. Yet another I would be adding to my list once I found out what it was.
“I bet you taste better than that wine you’re basking in.”
I nearly choked on my gulp. “Armond.” I giggled lightly. He’d never been this sexually forward and though it was delicious coming from his lips it was still surprising.
“You going to let me taste you, Brandy Noel?” His hand tightened on my thigh and my bud quivered. He didn’t just call me by my name, it sounded like perfection oozing from his lips. Gotdamn.
“Yuh-yes. Mmmhmm.”
I took another sip to wash down my nervousness.
This man had me on edge. He pushed my panties to the side as he pressed up against me then grabbed my glass with his other hand.
He put it to my lips as he slid two fingers inside me.
I let out a low moan then took a sip. He smirked and placed the glass in my free hand. His eyes never left mine.
“Cum on my fingers, honeybee,” he groaned in my ear. His left arm planted above my head blocked me from worrying about anyone seeing us as he pushed his fingers further into me. I let out a soft gasp and damn near closed my legs.
“That’s it.”
His thumb swirled against my clit and I came instantly. I took a sip of wine, clearly unraveling, and his eyes got low as he continued his assault.
“Damn it, Armond. I’m going to soak my dress. Quit it,” I panted.
He chuckled lowly then pulled his fingers out of me. They met his mouth and he sucked on them while watching me intensely. He didn’t care who saw him. He was feasting and ready for more.
“You taste so damn good.”
“I can’t wait to taste you,” I said in his ear.
I leaned in and kissed under his lobe then his cheek. His lips met mine and he hungrily kissed back. Our tongues slid along each other and my heart thudded hard against him. I’d disregard this entire outing and let him have me bent over the banister if that was what he wanted.
“Baby, what’s our plans after this? Cuz whatever it is, cancel it,” I murmured as we pulled back from each other. He chuckled and shook his head.
“Naw, you’re going to love it too much, but I promise you this night won’t end without me serving you.”
He was so damn slick. Every word that came out of his mouth was like butter and I couldn’t help but bite my bottom lip. He could tell me he bit sharks for fun in exotic waters and I’d fall right into it.
“I look forward to it then.”