“What?” Sabine snatched her phone reading what Adair had them awwwing and ahhhing about. Her eyes widened at his recent text. “Do you see what I’m dealing with?”
“I sure do,” Parthenia said, with her lips pursed and shoulders wiggling. “I’m going to have to agree with Narri now. Answer that phone girl.”
DECEMBER 19, 2010
Forty-eight hours later…
The suggested amount of time to wait for coitus after a wax.
This couldn’t have come at a more perfect time. Neither had to get up early since winter break commenced the day before. Finals stress was over, and they could unwind or intertwine—in each other.
Sabine wore very little clothing for what was about to happen. Tonight, was the night, she had to ride that thing like a motor bike. Well, that was what Narri and Parthenia’s freak asses instructed her to do. She invited Adair to her apartment for the first time. They usually stayed at his senior house on campus but she wanted to be completely alone with him.
“Damn baby,” Adair closed the door behind him, pulling Sabine in by her waist. She wore a small silk dress with no socks or shoes, exposing her neon green toes. “Your feet pretty as fuck.”
“Thank you,” she blushed, suddenly trying to ball them up.
“Why you actin’ all shy?”
“Because Adair…”
“Because what?” he swiped some hair behind her ear, kissing her exposed shoulder. “Talk to me.”
“We just met and…” Sabine sighed. “Already I’m feeling so much.”
“So much like what?” he asked in between the kisses he was peppering all over her skin sending chills throughout her body.
“Can we just talk for like a sec?”
“Yea,” Adair grabbed her hand walking through her apartment like he owned it. He was looking around at everything as he found the living room. “This shit nice.”
“Thank you…” Sabine was about to sit until he plopped down on the couch patting his lap letting her know where she belonged.
“So, what you wanna talk about?” Adair questioned, running his hand up and down her slim thigh.
“I really like you,” Sabine expressed, with her head down while picking with her natural nails that were also neon green. “And I don’t want you to think I haven’t thought on this.”
“Thought on what?”
“Us having sex.”
“Sabine…” Adair blew his breath. “Just because I wanna feel all on you and shit don’t constitute that we fuckin’. You ain’t never just fuck around?”
“Fuck around?”
“Yea, like kiss, get your pussy ate, suck some dick.”
“Ummm…no.”
“Oh well…damn,” Adair laughed. “Look man,” he adjusted her in his lap. “I’m not here to do anything you don’t want to do but I am here to be with you because I can’t get you off my mind. I swear I was stressed before you, I was always tired and not wanting to do shit but go to the gym, class, work, then sleep. Now I wake up and it’s always to you telling me to have a good day. Asking me if I ate and shit throughout the day. I don’t gotta have no pussy, just keep giving me your time. I promise you’ll still get the ring, house, kids, every dollar in my pocket…I mean this in the most endearing way possible…I’m obsessed with you girl.”
Sabine swallowed, stunned by his confession yet turned on. All the doubt she had was gone when he poured his heart out. She was still nervous because they hadn’t known one another very long but she was ready to do her best at satisfying him.
Standing up, she lifted her dress over her head throwing it aside, trying to be sexy like her sister and Narri coached. Adair had given her so much confidence with his profession. She wanted to please him as much as he’d said she satisfied his needs without being physically intimate.
Adair sat back, scooting down into the couch at the body before him. He knew she looked good but with no clothes on…fuck.
Sabine was petite—slim, however she had enough of everything that would please him. Her breasts were less than a handful with quarter sized nipples he couldn’t wait to suck. Herass wasn’t the biggest either however he knew both his hands could palm each cheek perfectly.