Chapter 47 Chapter 24 (i)
FAE
After that episode, we decided to give it a break and continue the next night if something didn’t come up, or the next. It was actually my fault. I yawned, and suddenly I was being packed to the bedroom. I had to insist on helping to clean up our mess, but he did send me to get ready for bed while he finished up with the remaining dishes that needed washing.
I went through a quick shower before brushing myself with the towel dry. I got done with the remaining things I had to do before going to bed, trying my best to be as normal as I could be about it. Like I wasn’t excited I was going to sleep again with Jigo tonight. My hair dried and brushed and a robe around me, I came out the bathroom to an empty bedroom. He wasn’t there yet.
I went to my minuscule built-in cabinet and took out a sleepwear—a short, peach silk nightdress—and quickly donned it. I’d already slathered my body with lotion and it was fast drying on my skin. Feeling relaxed, super comfy and ready for bed, I came out. And he wasn’t there still.
I went out to look for him. He was standing by my audio system, looking through my collection. I watched quietly as he chose what to play. In a moment, Bruno Mars’ It Will Rain played softly on the speakers.
It was as if he knew I was there all along, he turned to me and he invited me over with a quirk on his lips. I silently went to his arms. And we slow-danced, sweetly smiling at each other. I couldn’t take my eyes away from his handsome face. I told myself I could watch him like that forever and I wouldn’t get bored.
And then he started singing the song. And I was like… oh my god, I really was in love with him without any doubt now.
He could sing!
“'Cause there'll be no sunlight, if I lose you, baby. There'll be no clear skies, if I lose you, baby… Just like the clouds, my eyes will do the same… If you walk away, every day, it'll rain, rain, rain, ra-i-in.”
I listened to him the same time I watched the expressions on his face as he sang for me. And I was already a puddle on the floor when the next one hit the speakers. Laughter erupted out of me as the upbeat notes started on the living room speakers.
“Oh my god…!”
He was nodding, his whole face split by a huge grin. “It's a beautiful night, we're looking for something dumb to do. Hey, baby, I think I wanna marry you. Is it the look in your eyes, or is it this dancing juice? Who cares, baby? I think I wanna marry you…”
It was a split between wanting to argue and wanting to just listen to his wonderful singing voice. I ended up shaking my head as he continued to sing while we moved quicker to follow the beat.
“Don’t say—”
“No-no-no-no-no!” I butted in, then shook my head again to his, “Just say yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah. And we’ll go, go, go, go, go. If you're ready, like I'm ready!”
“Jigo!”
He just continued to sing, and we continued to dance. At the end of that song, we dropped to the sofa, his body above mine, his hand cushioning the back of my head, my thighs cradling his lower torso between them.
And we stared at each other in the short, quiet transition between songs.
Versace on the Floor.
God… of course. And he sang with Bruno Mars, his eyes making love to me, his body curving over mine, the hardness of his arousal rubbing against the hot flesh underneath the pad of my panties. My body had warmed up, naturally undulating towards him. As we maintained the stare-off, he continued his soft singing. I knew where this was going.
“So, baby, let's just turn down the lights… and close the door. Ooh, I love that dress, but you won't need it anymore… No, you won't need it no more, let's just kiss 'til we're naked, baby…”
He sang while I pushed him away so I could remove my dress, which he quickly helped me do away with once he got my intention. Then we both rolled his tank up his torso until he was half-naked. We kissed, and that stopped the singing, but not Bruno Mars’ sultry voice serenading us on this pivotal moment.
“You want this done on your bed?” he asked softly as he made a wider space between us so he could completely undress me.
I shook my head. I wanted him where this caught us. Thankfully, it was a big couch. He removed his remaining clothes and he came back to me naked.
“I said I was going to take it slow tonight… but I want to be inside you.”
I was shaking my head again. “You’ve taken it slow enough. I want you inside me now.”