I giggle."Oh!Zita told me they usually choose the winner of Karaoke."
"Yep.It gets pretty bad in the wee hours.Everyone is usually very drunk."
He turns, and we go into the storage warehouse area.He stops in front of a single house door and asks."Shall we take the stairs or ride the elevator?"
"Oh!The elevator!"
"I thought you would say that."He continues to the end of the open bay area.There are six garage doors on both sides.He stops in front of the last one."Hang my shirt on the hook up there."He nods to a nail in the wall."You're going to need to hold the plate."
"Ok," I tell him as I walk over to it.I stretch my hands up as high as I can reach, then toss it over the nail.My dress rises up, and the hem is hugging my ass."Hang on.Let me set these down so I can get the plate."I tease him as I bend over at the waist to set the two water bottles down on the ground.I flex my ass for him, knowing I flashed my hot pink panties.When I stand, I see his bulge in his britches.Needy man.He holds the plate out to me, but I tell him."Just a second.I see something that needs my attention."I walk around behind him and slide my hands down inside his jeans to grope his cock.He is at my mercy, holding the heavy plate."Look what's hiding in here.Mmm.I think I'll have your pure protein power for dessert, or maybe I'll squirt the fire out on my hot and spicy chicken."
He chuckles."That's the best part.Its handy delivery system.Just pump it up, aim and shoot.It's like a fucking cannon or something."
I snort and lean against him as we both laugh out loud.When I let him go, I simply take the plate from him."Good lord!There is a mound of food here!Are we feeding some ranch hands too?"
"Sort of."His expression is playful when he confesses."I feed the dogs.They sleep right through the first half of the singing."His sexy half-smile plays on his lips.
"Ah!You rascal!Wouldn't that be cheating?"
"No.Technically, it's strategy."He reaches for the chain that operates the pulley that lifts the door, and his torso stretches, giving me a fantastic view of his fucking fine physique again.He has little if any body fat, and every muscle is clearly defined under his bulging biceps.His skin is so smooth.So flawless.Golden God is the perfect description.
"Yes, I guess it is," I answer.
Suddenly he stops.His face jerks in the direction we came.His hawk-eye alertness and soldier instincts kick in, and he holds the chain to keep it quiet while he listens.His eyes narrow, then his jaw sets with comprehension.His voice has an edge of anger when he commands me to, "Stay right here."
I hold my breath a very concerned, very confused, but very quiet kitten.
When he looks at me, I see the thunder in his eyes, but when he sees my face, he relaxes and winks.Then puts his fingers to his lips and whispers so softly I read his lips more than I hear his voice, "Shush.No worries.I got this.Wait right here.I'll be right back."
He nonchalantly walks off, so I stand there holding the plate and admire his athletic ass.
I really should walk behind him more.That way, I can watch that perfect fucking muscle moving and grooving in his jeans.I grin, thinking about that cute little curly Q.
He stops at the corner of the breezeway, puts his back against the wall, and waits.I stiffen again, watching him.When the person steps around it, Aurei steps out too and strikes.His punch makes a sickening sound as it decks them!
Holy fuck!One-shot and boom!Down like a wet noodle!Out cold!
Then I watch my Golden God walk back to me.His face is hard, but he isn't angry.I'm speechless and decide that's exactly the correct response.I stand my ground, the submissive, respectful, quiet kitten.
When he arrives, he simply tells me as he reaches down and picks a water up from the floor."We're going to have to share a water too."Then he turns back and carries it lightly in his hand, strolling like he doesn't have a care in the world.I half expect him to start whistling some crazy tune.
When he arrives, he bends over and pours the water in the face of the black mass on the floor.I can hear sputtering, then gasps for air as the body jerks into consciousness.He empties the entire bottle on them, says something I can't hear, then drops it next to them and simply strolls back to me with that same casual Golden God attitude.
I know I should be horrified he just attacked someone, but my body is tingling like mad!I study his body language closely.His supreme confidence, perfect posture, his smooth gait.… Hell yeah!His kind of dangerous is delicious!
When he arrives, he offers no explanation but asks, "Are we good?"
"I'm good.Are you good?"
"Yep."He nods, reaches for the chain, and pulls it down.The door rolls up.Then he takes the plate from me."Grab the water.Let's go eat under the stars."
When I bend to get it, I resist the urge to look behind me, showing him my trust and faith in him.Then I walk past him into the dark storage unit.
The room has a sweet smell.The light spilling in from behind us shows there are stacks of hay neatly piled up.I look up to see there are three floors.On the back wall is a lift.At each floor, there is an opening in the wall equal to the size of the lift.They must use the lift to load the hay inside for winter storage.I walk to it and climb on, knowing this is how we are traveling to the top to view the stars.
"Take us up, My Lady."
I push the control, and the deck lights up and begins to move.We stand side by side and watch the first floor vanish and the second one appear.The speed is very slow.The vibrations tickle the bottom of my feet.I shift my stance, and I see him smile out of the corner of my eye.
