Chapter 5 - 100 Days With Mr Romero

"How do you want it? Do you want us to go straight ahead or you need a little time to cool off?" Gideon's deep voice reverberated throughout the entire room.

Suddenly, I was nervous and I was beginning to feel sweat trickle into the inside of my palm. Maybe it was because I had canceled all plans of ever sleeping with him in my mind, whatever it was, was resulting to uncontrollable nerves. I pushed my fingers together to try to control my nerves a little.

I felt my fingers shake a bit, and I cleared my throat. "I think it'd be better to cool off before diving into it. Except you have somewhere to go?" I asked more of stated.

Gideon raised his hands to his chin, he was in a white suit and brown leather shoes. His lips were pinched together in thoughts and I was starting to have wild thoughts about them. Slowly but discreetly, I clutched my heating thighs together, briefly gazing out the window.

The horizon of an incoming storm was shaped haphazardly on the sky. Tinges of pink and light green colors blended and flowed richly with the blue darkness of the sky. The few trees surrounding the neighborhood flowed in a left right manner, causing more excitement to the incoming air.

Dogs from neighboring houses barked in their highest tune, probably excited or scared even about the position the storm was about to dance into.

"Diving," Gideon's voice interrupted me. "I like the sound of that, but not as much as I wish to dive into you." He finished, basking out a slow seductive wink. At that moment, if there had been anything liquid in my mouth, I could swear I would have spat it out.

Unbothered by my lack of response and sudden muteness, his gaze raked me from the toes, moving slowly. I felt the heat in me when his eyes landed directly on my V shape covered by the shorts I had put on before retiring to bed. My nipples were starting to harden underneath the big shirt.

many many things I want to do with you. But you have to be relaxed and since we only have once to do i

tructed lowly and I followed his command brusquely. As I brea

f now and his muscles were now straining under his almost transparent white dress shirt. Those arms bulged up, down as he moved freel

d me right from the tip of my toes, it rose slowly, in a defined sl

ck. Heat struggled through me like a sinking ship, the hairs at the back of my neck and ear strained full force on my

st the tip of his tongue made contact with my ear. That sent a continuous shooting of ti

f my face as a bit of darkness engulfed me. I was blindfolded by Gideon's tie. He had bl

his time. "Yes. Yes I do." I gasped out, almost choking on thin air. Everything I could

ing. His hands were making soft dismissing tou

e. And also, when I ask you questions, I want a yes or no answer

gging me in a way as he signaled for me to raise my arms. I helpe

of want and need. I didn't even think I had a ever wanted something like that before in my life. I did not even think I

I shuddered a little in his hands, as they made a soft trail to my rib cage. His fingers took their time to c