We headed to the movies, and he held me close as if shielding me from any potential harm. He even booked the entire cinema.
Afterward, we enjoyed a meal and some ice cream while walking on the brightly lit street. It felt like a dream with the night sky above us, the city lights, and us holding hands – it was everything I had ever wished for.
As we strolled through the city, we stumbled upon a small park bathed in the soft glow of fairy lights. Junior suggested we take a seat on one of the benches, and we watched as children played and couples wandered hand in hand.
The cool evening breeze carried the scent of blooming flowers, adding a touch of magic to the atmosphere. Junior turned to me, his eyes reflecting the lights around us, and said, "I don't want this night to end."
I smiled, feeling the warmth of his words envelop me. "Neither do I," I replied, squeezing his hand gently.
We spent some time kissing passionately in public, immersed in laughter and losing track of time. As the park started to clear out, we realized it was time to return. Walking back to my apartment, the quiet between us felt reassuring, brimming with unspoken commitments.
I spotted a few men dressed in black lurking in the distance. I mentioned to Junior that I suspected we were being followed. He chuckled, saying, "Relax, those are our bodyguards." "Oh, really?" I inquired. "Why do we need them?" "Just a precaution," he replied casually.
We continued our walk, the presence of the bodyguards now a constant but unobtrusive shadow. The city lights flickered on as dusk settled, casting a warm glow on the streets. I couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and amusement at the idea of having bodyguards. It added an unexpected twist to our evening.
When we finally reached my apartment building, Junior gave the bodyguards a nod, and they positioned themselves discreetly around the entrance. As we stepped inside, the familiar scent of home wrapped around us like a comforting embrace. We took the elevator up, the gentle hum of the machinery filling the silence between us.
Inside the apartment, Junior leaned against the kitchen counter, his eyes twinkling with a playful gleam. "water?" he asked, a mischievous grin spreading across his face.
"no thanks"
I took a moment to relax and put on comfortable pajamas. Leaning against the door frame, I offered, "There are clean pajamas for you. Wouldn't you like to freshen up?" With a smile, he replied, "Absolutely." After changing, we sat on the kitchen counter, sipping coffee, exchanging smiles, and gazing at each other.
The silence between us was comfortable, filled with unspoken understanding. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mingled with the soft glow of the kitchen lights, creating an ambiance of warmth and intimacy. "It's been a long day," he finally said, breaking the silence but not the connection.
"Yes, it has," I agreed, feeling the weight of the day's events slowly dissipate in this peaceful moment.
Outside, the night deepened, and a gentle rain began to patter against the windows. The sound was soothing, a perfect backdrop to our cosy evening. "Do you like the rain?" he asked, his eyes reflecting the soft kitchen lights.
"I love it," I replied, "It always makes me feel so calm and reflective."
We started kissing each other. He took the mug placed it on the side and kissed me again and again. He played with his hands on my thighs. He unbuttoned my top and started caressing my nipples.
I bit my lower lip and arched my back supporting my body while my hands kept brushing through his hair. He squeezed tight my waist biting and kissing my nipples.
There was this unspoken bond it was erotic. I started kissing him on his lips and unbuttoning his shirt I caressed his chest and I also started kissing his chest biting his neck he groaned. My hands kept going down and down and finally landed on his cock