Mr. Matthew’s (part 3)
“Oh.my.god. Look at that man. And I mean man he is a man. Or a god. Or…”
“A fine piece of a milk chocolate candy bar that I would love to lick” I said, shamelessly gawking at the extremely tall male who was walking away with several drinks.
“I love the way your mind works!” If we were a couple of dudes, I think Bella would have high fived me.
“Look at that ass…” And I knew Bella’s eyes had gone exactly where I had mentioned.
“Ladies do you need a napkin?” A man next to us asked and snickered. “Your drool could fill a pool.”
“How about a cold bath?” Bella responded instantly, still mesmerized by Mr. Milk Chocolate’s booty.
“Or a hot shower…with me?” The man said.
In the corner of my eye, I witnessed my best friend of all time, turn around and stare the man down. I knew she was about to yell at this guy, but then I saw her eyes widen the instant she saw how delicious he was.
“How about you buy me a drink first and we will see.” Bella went straight to flirtatious mode and her eyes took in the clean-shaven man who wore a suite that intensified his already male model features. I turned towards them and smiled at my friend.
I noticed he had bright blue eyes that were accentuated by the light blue suite. IF anything about this man drew Bella to him, it would be those. That was her biggest fetish when it came to men. Mine were how big their hands were in proportion to my…assets. God, Frank had the biggest hands. They were so warm and….Shit.
Arial knock that off right now. You’re here to have a good night. And that is exactly what you will do.
I straightened my back up, officially determined to do just that.
My phone buzzed in my pocket. I read the name. It was Austin…Hey mom, would you mind if I stayed over Josh’s house?
Sure sweetie. Of course. Just be safe and I love you. I never had anything to worry about with him and it was a Friday night. I’d be silly to tell him he couldn’t, especially when I was out.
I looked back over at Bella who was completely engrossed in flirting with Mr. Sexy. I on the other hand was determined to find my own prey…I mean…who do I think I’m kidding? I definitely meant prey.
My belly did flips as I thought about what I was about to do. And then my thoughts went into overdrive as I over-analyzed per usual. What was I thinking? No guy here would want me. There are way prettier women here than me. I have always been average, in everything, and that included my features and my assets.
“Arial, you want another drink? Christian is going to buy a round.”
I looked around her and saw Christian and his bright blue eyes watching Bella with a passion I hoped a guy here would look at me with. “Sure,” my lips tugged up into a smile, “That is exactly what I need.”
“You okay?” Bella asked.
Her eyebrows furrowed and I knew she knew I was lying. “Yeah right. What are you thinking? You’re not double guessing tonight are you? Come on, get out there. Start dancing. A ton of guys will be on you in seconds. Your freaking gorgeous with those long legs and bright red hair. God, I would love your sized breasts. They are perfect. Not too big or small. Bitch don’t make me slap those insecurities out of you. You know what, here is what I will do…Christian I will be back, you stay right there.”
Before I could comprehend what just happened, she grabbed my arm and pulled me out on the dance floor. Her hands went around my neck and we moved to the rhythm of the music. We always danced together at college parties when I could get away from my motherly duties. Frank didn’t mind it when I went and had fun. And I didn’t care when he did the same. We always ended those nights together. In some very hot passionate sex. Actually, going to those parties turned me on so much that all I wanted was to go home and fuck the brains out of him. To my excitement I found he craved that just as much as me.
I smiled warmly at my reminiscence.
“Get out of your head and join the party, girl.” Bella snapped me out of the past and back into the present. Where I need to stay.
“Huh, sorry,” and I wrapped my arms around her and….she kissed me!
Her lips quickly detached from mine, “Your chocolate bar is watching us. Let’s put some fantasies into his head.” Then her lips went back to mine.
It was not the first time we had kissed like this. But normally we were drunk and just having fun while playing with the college boys’ heads. She would end up with them not me.
She stopped kissing me and our dance moves intensified moving sexily to the music as she let go of me. Finally, I let go and let my arms, legs, and hips move wildly around. I didn’t care how it looked it just felt right.
I pulled Bella back in and kissed her again. She kissed me back more forcefully, then said, “Here he is…” she pushed me backwards and my drunken feet tripped over each other. My body was about to go lateral on the floor until these two, extremely warm hands wrapped around my torso and caught me. But with the force that I was going down they really had to grip onto me. They went instantly to my breasts…the only natural placement in this situation.
The room was dark with dancing lights and bodies were swaying in trance-like states around me. Everyone who was on the floor was drunk and we all had lost our inhibitions. If there was anyone sober, they would either be behind the bar or standing angrily to the side because they wouldn’t be able to tolerate the drunken mess of their fellow friends. But us fools on the floor didn’t realize that that world existed.
Only the here and now existed. And I was apart of that. Even more so as I looked up into a pair of the darkest brown eyes, I had ever seen.
My hand went up to cup his face as I felt the dark stubble under my palm. This man who had caught me, had the sexiest beard I had ever seen. I traced my fingers over his jaw line as I was held in his arms. My face got closer to his and I smelled his sweet scent that was mixed with old spice and his natural body odor. It was strong from how hot it was in this floor. Normally, it would gross me out but mixed with his deodorant had me going wild.
Would it be wrong of me to put my face up to his neck and smell him? God the idea had me shivering in pleasure.
He grinned at me. The smile was both beautiful and contagious. His pearly white teeth were all I could see because his full sensual lips were wrapped around them. God, I really wanted to touch them…my fingers went straight to his lips and traced them.
I heard a noise. But it was so loud in here that I could have sworn, I heard him moan a little at my touch.
I smiled up at him…we were still in the mid fall, mid catch pose. “Want to dance?”
My words must have pulled him out of a trance because I felt his hands leave my chest and he steadied me on my feet about a half a foot away from him. I felt weirdly cold and had the sense I had lost something.
“I am so sorry about…grabbing you there.” He looked down at my chest.
Dammit, he was a gentleman. “Don’t be,” and I smiled at him. “So do you?”
His eyes were still watching my breasts and I am pretty sure he hadn’t heard me. So, I did the craziest thing I had ever done in my life…I closed the distance between us, grabbed his hands again and pushed them against what had captured his attention. God, they felt amazing through my thin strapless dress. It was red to match my panties.
His Adam’s apple bobbed up and down like the actual fruit does when you throw your head into a pool of water and try to grab one with your mouth. But instead of going for his neck I went for those beautiful lips and claimed them. I was empowered as he responded and answered back with his own forceful need.
The fingers on his hands kneaded and teased me. They gripped at my nipples and he twisted them between his fingertips. I moaned into his mouth. It really had been a long time since I had been properly fucked. Way. Too. Long.