Gideon's call woke me in bed. He asked me to step outside to receive a package awaiting me. It must be one of the gift surprises he usually got for me. I yawned loudly, stretching my arms above my head. I still felt drowsy. I slept late last night because of the all-night girls' hangout Sam and I had with some friends at work. We made a bet on who could hold their alcohol on a week day and still make it in time for work the next day. It was a challenge of the fittest. Though crazy, we all went for it as we partied all night taking tequila shots. The goal for the night was to know who could take more shots before passing out. I was not even among the top 5 that stood their ground as we were 8 in number. I quickly dropped my glass when my head began to buzz and I couldn't feel my feet anymore.
I sat up in bed, feeling worse than I felt yesterday. My head twirling as I felt the effect of yesterday's alcohol taking its toll on me. I rummaged through my bedside drawer for a bottle of hangover cure I always kept there. I downed a good amount of the content, squeezing my face at its sour taste once it settled on my tongue. I rolled out of bed, holding my head in place with my right hand after I had managed to slip into my robe because I usually would sleep naked. Gideon made it even more beautiful anytime he cuddled me to sleep with his front pressing hard against my backside with one of his hands holding my firm breast in place while he fiddled the other around my flat tummy. I slipped into my wool slippers as I walked out of the bedroom, popping my breath freshener. I made my way to the living room, pulling the door open to an unexpected but pleasant surprise in person of Gideon!
I stood in awe, my mouth agape, staring at him with so much admiration in my eyes. He was in the company of a saxophonist and two ladies. The environment had been decorated with flowers covering the surfaces of the marbled floor inside a newly erected tent, balloons hanging around. Letterings of endearing words decorated a side of the wall. There's two dining chairs with a table placed in the center. Two covered plates, a bottle of imported wine and two wine glasses were placed on the table. The view was just so breathtaking. For a moment, I wondered how I managed to sleep through all of that.
Gideon was supposed to arrive the next day; though, he promised he would work his way around it so he could be with me before then. Last night, however, was a different tale as he was scheduled for a last minute meeting with an agency. That news had both lifted and dampened my spirit. It was good news because it would have a huge impact on his career but it also meant keeping Gideon away from me for another day. I looked back at him, channeling all my emotions in that one look before I managed to utter the first lame word that came to mind.
"How come?" I asked in disbelief.
Gideon gave me his sexy smile as he walked up to me. He pulled me in for a hug, sticking to me like his favorite candy. Then he lowered his mouth to mine. Kissing me slowly, giving, demanding, as he licked my lower lip with his tongue, before rolling his tongue in, deepening the kiss. I moaned in satisfaction, kissing him back. There was an applause from our little audience, cheering us on. All the while, the saxophonist played a romantic song in the background. I was out of breath when Gideon finally broke the kiss.
"I rescheduled," he said shrugging his shoulders.
"I...is that okay? Won't it cause a problem for you with your agency?" I asked him with a look of concern masking my face.
"Don't worry, baby," he said, twirling me around. "Come, dance with me"
Gideon pulled me in once more as the saxophonist started playing some sensual songs. I danced with him for a few minutes, gradually grinding my hips against him. I had my eyes closed, enjoying the beautiful moment with the love of my life. I felt him moving away, so I opened my eyes. That was when I saw the two ladies raising a placard up. On it, were those four magical words, written in block letters:
WILL YOU MARRY ME?
I looked back at Gideon who had already taken to a kneeling position with a diamond ring in his hand as he looked up at me with so much love, baring his emotions to me.
"I've been having sleepless night for weeks, trying to summon the courage to do this. I knew I've found the one, the first time we met in that alley. Please do me the honor of making me a complete man with you by my side, Angel. Marry me, please.''
In that moment, I knew I had definitely done a good deed in my past life and this man kneeling in front of me was the prize I won. I looked into his lovely eyes, my tears daring to fall, as I continuously nodded my head in response.
"Yes! Yes, baby. Yes," I kept repeating even after he slid the ring on my finger.
"Thank you", he mouthed.
He rose to his feet, pulling me closer as he sealed his lips on mine. I could feel his relief, his joy, his love, his excitement. All in that single kiss. He led me to the table, pulled out a seat for me, which I took gracefully, then went around to take his seat. He beamed at me as he uncovered my plate and his. There chicken, cranberry, walnut, salad and cheese. I dug in my fork. It was delicious and I was hungry. Gideon loved to watch me eat He had made it a habit. I licked my lips, enjoying every bite of the meal. The saxophonist stayed through the meal, entertaining us with sweet melody.
Gideon pulled me up from my seat after the meal, as he led me inside. I thought he would grab me once we were in but instead, he led me through my morning routine of brushing my teeth, washing my hair, taking my bathe. Yes, and that's when his naughtiness took over. His needs for me was as quick as lightening. His arousal, palpable as he took predatory steps towards me. I bit my lips, taking a step back for every step he took forward. He knew I was playing a game with him. He took a long stride, making a grab at my waist before I could say 'Jack'. I gave a loud shrill as he spun me around, making me dizzy. He slowly put me down, making my body come in contact with his. Our chest and hips bound to one another.
"Come let me bathe you first. You won't be having another opportunity in a while."
I should have been scared, maybe I would with any guy but not with Gideon. He's familiar with my body and knew the exact amount of pleasure and pain my body could withhold. He washed me, satisfied to see I was spot clean, then he carried me in spite of my protest to return the favor. He carefully laid me on my bed, then head back to the bathroom. He came back in less than five minutes.
"You are so beautiful. I could sit and stare at you for hours"
I blushed all shades of brighter colors at his carnal appreciation of my body. He pulled me to the edge of the bed, spreading my legs apart, taking his time, looking at where he had parted my legs.
"You are wet for me Angel", he said. His gaze lustfully feeding on my inside.
He stroked his fingers gently over it, I was strung so tight, it felt like I would cum any minute.
"You are beautiful here too. Fluffy, pink and slippery", he said before burying his head in-between my legs. I felt his beard tickle my inner thighs, his tongue dancing lazily around my insides. He did a slow savoring licking with his tongue that made my inside ache for him. His hands traveling my upper body, teasing my stomach as it went up to my breast. Kneading while he continued to suck my inner walls. My hands went to his hair, running through it, tugging.
"Gideon". I pleaded, my voice barely a whisper.
"Mmm", he said as he continued to pleasure me
"Please babe". I was panting, my hips circling shamelessly around his mouth
"Tell me what you want."
I swallowed hard. He was going to make me beg. Sometimes, Gideon didn't play fair. He enjoyed seeing me fall apart under him with pleasure. Right now, I was beyond caring.
"I want to feel you inside me". I wrapped my legs around him, thrusting my hips forward while I held his head in place. I felt him smile as he slowly moved his mouth away.
I was already making a protest when I felt his mouth travelled up my body the way his hand did a minute ago. He trailed kisses along my body. His hands brushed over the tip of my breast as he lowered his mouth to it. His warmth spreading over me, rekindling my desire for him. He cupped my face in his palm. His index finger tracing the curve of my lips. He gently pushed a finger into my mouth, urging me to suck on it as he trailed his other fingers down my cheek. He gently nudged my legs open with his arm. He traced a finger around the sides before slipping it inside me. I cried out in pleasure. Our gaze met again. My eyes pleading for a release.
He rubbed the pad of his thumb against my clit. I moaned again loudly. This time, my body vibrated as I began to build. I felt everything tightened around me as he pushed his second fingers in and out, in a steady rhythm. I yanked my hips closer to him as the first wave of climax hit me. I was on the verge of gathering my wits together after a powerful climax, when I felt Gideon slowly penetrating me. I could feel his hardness around me as he slowly began to move. I came a second and third time before Gideon finally found his release.
It was a pleasurable moment. Gideon took his time wiping me clean with a washcloth before carrying me, bridal style, to the bathroom. He gently placed my shaky feet on the tiled floor. I was afraid my feet would give up on me, so I clung tightly to him. We had a quick shower.
"That was sweet. Thank you,'' Gideon said when he carried me back to the room.
I blushed. "I didn't even do anything"
He placed his fingers on my lips to hush me.
"You did exactly what I wanted", he said, drawing me closer for a kiss before playfully spanking my ass.
I didn't feel like wearing heavy clothes, so I went for shorts and a t-shirt. Gideon went through his items in my closet. He had created a drawer for himself there. He selected similar outfit as mine as we headed to the living room, hands entwined.
He switched on the television, searching through the channels. He stopped at one, airing news of a lady brutally murdered in Oklahoma, U.S.A. last night. I took a seat beside him. Listening to the gory details of the lady's death when Gideon switched off the tv.