Tempting.
Tempting indeed. Leseli thought to herself. Her mind was clear by that moment, yet somehow she wanted to indulge into this new feeling she was experiencing. she did not even dare ask who he was. "If he removes the mask I might not like what I see, besides it would really make me feel ashamed."
Mr DJ was still squatting before her, he was however, avoiding her gaze. Ten minutes passed by in silence: each of them holding a huge argument within the heart. Leseli stood up, originally she wanted to go look for her friend because she felt a bit awkward. This guy was obviously decent, he had teased her the entire night but made no absolute move upon her.... yet leaving like that would indeed mean that she is scared.
she cleared her throat, leaning forward behind the mysterious guy, she asked," Wanna continue this to the dance floor?"
He stood up, turned around slowly; causing Les to take a few steps back. He narrowed his eyes, and walked dangerously close to her. She could smell his scent, and for the first time she felt hot. not the kind of hot that describes sexy, no! the suffocating and sweaty type. She watched in silence as he raised his hand to her lips … "I have other things in mind, that is if you are not scared." his voice was pitched low, for her ears only. He ran his fingers along the outline of her lips. She closed her eyes involuntarily and slightly opened her mouth.
The mysterious guy encircled his arm around her,in no time, she could feel his rugged breathing. As she anticipated her first kiss so badly this guy suddenly took a few steps back. He said something and left. Yes he left.
When Les opened her eyes she realized she was alone. She bit her lower lip as she felt like crying. She badly longed to be in someone's arms... no not just any one, but that guy. But all her hopes and all the suspense has been blown off like ashes. Immediately, she dragged her feet towards the gate. She felt like all people at the party were eying her like she was the biggest looser in the world. Her heart felt heavy within her chest as she exited the gate. She felt it would be much easier if only she could pull it out of her chest. She hesitated a bit when she remembered that she couldn't leave on her own; she was indecisive on what to do: call a taxi or Petro? Petro. where was he anyway?
With the court session she was holding in her mind she didn't realize that a black Ford Fairlane Sunliner stopping a few metres from her, neither did she notice someone exiting the car and standing behind her. She came to her senses when a pair of hands clung on her from behing. She was on the verge of calling for help when a familiar scent filled her nostrils!
"Running away?" a deep voice said' but this time not in Spanish nor English: but in Sesotho.
She jerked her head upwards, nearly knocking his chin, he moved slightly to the right: thanks to his quick reflexes.
"Who are you? How the hell do you speak Sesotho?"she yelled.
"Now I'm in a tight space. shouldn't we finish what we started and leave the interrogation to another day?"
"Who says there will be any? Stop changing the subject!!" Les couldn't believe that in this faraway land, she had fooled around all night long with someone like this! A local!! Her country man.
Mr Dj turned Les around and watched the display of emotions on her face. He too wanted to rip off that mask from her gorgeous face. She wanted those huge brown eyes to meet his gaze: just as he thought; they did.He felt all sounds disappering into the distance. All he could hear and feel was her heartbeat and her breathing.
THEN
It was too late to try and control anything. His heart was lost to this girl in his arms, he had nowhere to retret or hide. There was only her.
He leaned forward and kissed her. She tried to protest and opened her mouth. The poor DJ forgot everything about morals. He tightened his arms as his tongue searched hungrily for hers. Her lips were sweet, her mouth was.....perfect. His breathing became more rugged like he was running a marathon. He tried to hold back but a moan escaped her lips! This felt like an invitation he couldn't deny. Her slim arms adjusted to on his shoulders and her fingers circled playfully on his shaved head. He kissed her more passionately, though it was very clear to him that she had no experience at all. He burried her head on his mascular chest as he felt other organs responding as well.
Les was lost in a pool of feelings she had never experienced before. She looked up at this man, he was more handsome and mysterious yet he felt very familiar in her heart. Her voice was weak and small as she said "mi cabeza se siente mareado."
He lifted her into his arms and took long strides towards the car. Reckoning her to open the door, his eyes looked clear like a milky way in the clear night sky. He placed her on the front passenger seat and hopped into the driver's seat. He seemed to have recovered from all the passion as he grinned mischievously and said "Les, no questioning tonight please. now I'll take you to the campus."