π| TWELVE

***That look in your brown eyes never let it go away...

~Carmen

Your orderly sensible mind kept telling you not to, a warning you should but you, not ignore. Yet, you took her hands and made to bring her home. You were going to take her to your home without thinking twice about it.

After you had taken her hands afore the entrance, she had looked up and smiled rather radiantly at you and your heart had once again been blinded by her beauty -all conflicting thoughts instantly gone from it. You had began to lead her to the direction of the parking lot when she had suddenly stopped. You had halted too, quite afraid to look at her face because you somehow knew then that she had changed her mind.

'I didn't pay for my drink!' were the words that left her mouth the moment you summoned courage to look at her. You wondered if you had heard her wrong. But the look on her face said otherwise. That was really what was bothering her.

'They would put it on my tab,' you explained to her. 'I left with you you know?' she nodded after muttering an "AH" in realization.

'Well then I will have to reimburse you for it, but I don't know the price. It's been six years since I have been in town,' she had told you.

'Six years?' you asked her. She nodded. 'Where were you all this time then? Schooling?'

'You seem like someone who can make good guesses. I was actually going to a fashion designing school. I just finished.'

'I see. That explains your really dope put together,' you had told her, eyeing her clothes and shoes. 'Anyways, the drink is on me. Ah ah,' you said just as she made to speak. 'It is a welcome back package from me.'

'Then I think I should say thank you right?'

'Well, I hate to be the one to tell you, but you already did.' Now both of you had smiled sweetly at each other.

Then, you had held tightly to her hand once again and lead her to the place you had parked your Audi without any qualms. You had helped her into the automobile, all the while noticing that she wasn't acting like some gold digger. You felt a little bit better about your decision. At least she hadn't approached you by chance because you were rich. You had started the car and then began your journey of about an hour and a half to your apartment that was almost on the outskirts of the city.

The drive to your apartment had been silent at first, the boring sort of drive until her hands had begun to wander on your body, starting from your legs. Her fingers had wound up slowly over your thighs and down again, and up again. Then, they had begun to trace the outline of your stomach.

You had tried but failed to focus on the road, to focus on driving both your asses, but you could not. And so, you had found a spot to park and her turned into her, leaving the ignition running. You had drawn her unto your lap and kissed her with everything in you. You had loved it, everything. Her lips on yours, her hands on your body, her soft full ass on your laps, grinding against you, making your vajayjay extremely wet.

But now -though you were thinking about it- that wasn't enough reason for you not to do what you were about to do then.

@OmaPhinaPhire🔥