I went over to the other sink, and the toiletry items that I’d come with, I nicely stacked it on the counter. I pulled out my night clothes, with a pair of underwear. I grabbed my shower cap as well. Once I had everything that I needed, I walked the duffle bag over to the walk- in closet that he had, which was acrossfrom the bathroom. I found a spot for it on the floor, sat it down, and then I was back into the bathroom.
There was a huge jacuzzi-style tub that sat in the middle of the bathroom, that I would have checked out if I wasn’t so tired. I went ahead for the walk- in shower, turning the water on, putting it on its hottest setting. While the water heated up, I removed my clothes, folding them, placed my shower cap on, and brought my soaps over with me, where I sat them down on the built-in shower niche. Standing up under this hot water, allowing the water to beat against my skin, I could feel myself drifting off, floating, feeling so relaxed that I almost dozed off twice.
“Bae, you got a washcloth?” I heard Dolo yell for me outside of the door. His voice is what made me jump out of the daze that I had slipped into.
“Yes. I don’t have a towel though,” I told him.
Moments later, I heard the bathroom door open, and the shower glass door was so foggy from the steam, but I knew that it was him that walked inside and sat a towel down for me on the counter. I thought that he would sit it down, and leave out, but he came over, and he opened the shower door. He still had his jeans on, and he was sagging in them. His shirt was removed, so I could see his perfect upper half, along with all the tattoos that were filling up his body.
The same way that I didn’t have any shame in looking at his body, enjoying the sight in front of me, he didn’t have any shame as well because he stared, looking my body up and down, and you could feel his appreciation.
“You good?” he asked me.
“Tired. I can’t even wash myself,” I expressed, and he laughed.
“Get your soap, and your washcloth, and pass it to me,” he let me know.
I reached for the bar soap that I came with, handed it to him, along with the washcloth. I was comfortable with Dolo now, and I wasn’t timid when it came to him seeing me naked, so it was easy for me to relax, look down at him, watching him as he lathered the washcloth with soap, and once he had enough on it, he handed the soap back to me, so that I could place it back.
He cleaned my entire body. From my neck down to my feet. He even had me turn around, so that he could wash me from behind. The kisses he placed on my back, my ass cheeks, and everything else really had me falling in love with him. I just knew that I was getting a version of him that no one has ever gotten out of him before.
He did a good wash with the bar soap, and he did another one with my body wash. Once I was completely clean, that’s when he turned the water off, grabbed the towel, and he wrapped it around my body. He lifted me out of the shower, placed me on my feet, and as much as I wanted to be lazy, and just get in bed, I had to wash my face. Too much dirt and grim, and being in and out of trap houses, and warehouses today, so I couldn’t end the night without washing my face.
I did it, but I did it quickly. I even rushed through brushing my teeth. Instead of getting dressed in the bathroom, since it was so hot in there from the shower that I’d taken, I decided to get dressed in the bedroom. To my surprise, Dolo removed the pictures from the wall, just like he told me he would. It was small, but it made me smile because that gesture was just an example of the way he moved with me. That man would tell me that he was going to do something for me, and he would stand on it, and do just that.
I applied lotion, and oil to my body, and then I slipped into the tank top, and pajama bottoms. I walked back into the bathroom, where Dolo was inside the shower now. I hung the towel up on a hook that was behind the door, along with puttingmy shower cap there as well. I took my dirty clothes, putting them in his dirty clothes basket, and I went back into the bedroom.
I cut the light off in the room, pulled the covers back, and my body sank into the bed. I could cry from how soft and comfortable his bed was. Usually, when I’m in unfamiliar territory, my body wouldn’t be so quick to relax like this. I would be in my head for a little while, worrying if I was in any kind of danger, but that wasn’t the case here. My head hit the pillow, and I crashed.
“Bae, what time you said I had to have you there in the morning?” the sound of Dolo’s voice snapped me out of my sleep. I was so confused, so from that, I knew that I had to have been in a deep sleep.
“Dolo, sixxxx,” I whined, tired, and annoyed as hell that he would wake me out of my sleep.
I heard him laugh, and then he pulled me into him. He knew damn well that I needed to be there at six. I told him that at least three times today. I only told him so many times because when he agreed to take me in the morning, I let him know that Uzi didn’t like for us to be late. Since I’ve been going to the class, I’ve always been on time, and I wanted to keep it that way.
“Aight. Let me get a kiss goodnight, and I’ll let you go back to sleep,” I heard him say. I was so tired that I wanted to cry.
“Baby, I’m sleepyyyyy,” my eyes were closed as I was talking to him. It felt like I was dreaming.
“Aight. Good night, beautiful,” I heard him say, and then he kissed me on my cheek.
I don’t know if I loved this nigga too much, but I felt bad. It sounded as if I might have hurt his feelings that he didn’t get that goodnight kiss out of me. I opened my eyes, and I turned around, so that I could face him. With the floor to ceiling windows in his bedroom, and the Miami skyline, and lightingthat was going on outside, the bedroom really wasn’t that dark, so when I turned, I could see him. He had his head resting on a pillow, lying on his side too, with eyes that didn’t look nowhere near as tired as mine did. His glasses were off his face too. Dolo was wide awake. He smelled so good.
I scooted closer to him, lifted my hand, so that I could place it on the side of his face, and for a few seconds, I just stared at him. His brown eyes were so beautiful. His face was so beautiful.
I leaned in, so that I could kiss him on his lips. I kissed him like my soul depended on it. Each kiss that we would share, my love for him would deepen. I didn’t think that I was built to fall in love with someone. I felt the things that I’ve heard women talk about for years. The butterflies, the yearning, the calmness that a man would give them. I felt all those things when I was around Dolo. My body could properly rest when I was near him. I didn’t have to struggle to sleep.
During the kiss, his right arm went around my waist, and he was able to roll me over onto my back, getting on top of me. I could feel his hard dick pressing against my stomach. I lay beneath him helpless, breaking the kiss, while looking up at him. My eyes left him for one second, just so that I could look at the digital clock that was on his nightstand. The time read 4:13 A.M.
“I’m not going to get any sleep,” I confessed to him.
“You want to go back to sleep now?” he asked me.
“No,” I was quick with my response.
He knew damn well that after that kiss, the way he flipped me on my back, and just from the feel of his dick resting on me that I wasn’t thinking about going back to sleep. I wanted to get fucked. He knew it too.
With a smile on his face, knowing that he’d got his way, he leaned his head back in, and proceeded to placing kisses on my neck. Slow, sensual kisses on my neck, that had me grinding my lower half into the bed, anticipating what was next to come. Hiskisses went even lower, kissing at my breast, and even sucking on my nipples through the thin fabric top that I had on.
