Liliana-
"And then what?" He whispered again when I refused to respond, his thumb caressing the back of my hand, causing me to blush uncontrollably, my heart beating in tremors, as I attempted to calm the heat which had my face glowing red like a bloody red moon.
"And then you caressed my thighs, and, and, well, I- I just- I can't tell you, I'm sorry." I stuttered out, as I struggled to breathe. My lungs were just not cooperating. My throat and face felt so hot, I thought I would soon melt like candle wax.
"Okay, " Frantz nodded, then he leaned in and kissed my cheeks as he whispered, "whenever you're ready, let's make that dream come true alright?" And my eyes widened as if they had landed on a piece of red velvet cake, my heartbeat quavering faintly, a shallow gasp drying my throat. I gulped, a heated sensation rolling from my head to my toes, which caused me to curl them, as I pressed my knees together, while my lower abdomen trembled, and my private area tightened.
"I-I Um- I, I need to go to the bathroom!" I blurted out dumbly, knowing I ruined the mood. He chuckled, pulling away, as he said, "down the hall and to your left."
I barely waited for him to finish talking. I sprang to my feet and all but ran away. When I noticed my face in the mirror, it was obvious that I was flustered. My forehead and cheeks were flushed red, and even though the bathroom was cool in temperature, I was sweating bullets. I wanted to curse, I wanted to scream. It wasn't fair that Frantz was all hot, cool and collected, always laid back, and always looking as delicious as piece of chocolate cake, meanwhile I was always a mumbling mess, yet he played it so well whenever he attempted to seduce me. I was fighting a losing battle. The more I told myself I had to resist the urges I felt towards Frantz, the more my mind and body undermined my resolution.
Every fiber and womanly cell in my body was telling to march right up to him and do stuff, but another part of me attempted to remind me of the promise I made to myself. I wouldn't sleep with someone until it was my wedding night.
Blowing out a frustrated breath, I opted on splashing some cold water against my face, and I was shocked when the water didn't sizzle and simmer. When I was ready to walk out, my head felt a lot cooler, and I felt a lot more composed, so I placed my hand on the silver handle and turned it. I was determined to make it clear to Frantz that I wouldn't be getting involved with him anytime soon. If he stuck around till marriage, then yes, God yes, we would get down.
When I headed back to the sitting area, Frantz was casually sitting on the couch, and when he heard me, he stood up as he asked, "are you alright?"
"Yes. Thank you." I smiled, then I took in a deep breath, bringing my hands together as I wrestled my thumbs against each other, and I looked him in the eye and explained, "Frantz, I have to be honest with you. I don't plan on doing the deed before I get married,"
"I know." He said,.
"I just feel like if anyone should go to bed with me, it definitely has to be with the man willing to stick around until we're married,"
"I know." He stated, again, but I continued to ramble, "so please don't take me as a priss or stuck up, or whatever, it's just a promise I made myself, and, and I would appreciate it if you respected that."
"I know." He tried again, but I was still going on with my speech, "so just to be clear, we should avoid certain conversations and..." I trailed off, my brow furrowing as I noticed Frantz smiling and holding back his laughter, "You know...?" I stated, and asked, at the same time.
Frantz approached me with his hands in his pocket as he nodded and confirmed, "I know. I fell for you, not for what you have to give me or offer. If you want to wait, then we'll wait. If you don't think I'll stick around for that long, then I'm ready to prove you wrong." He challenged when I raised a questionable eyebrow, "now, I would love it if you joined me for a movie before you go home for the evening." He invited, and I couldn't help but chuckle in amazement.
I sent him a skeptical gaze as I said, "alright, but as long as I choose the movie, oh! And can we get popcorn, and ice cream, and gummy bears, and-"
"Lili babe," Frantz cut off my imaginary sugar rush, "you pick the movie, I'll get the snacks." He offered, and I smiled and shrugged as I brushed past him and plopped on the couch, uncaring that I was acting very laid back with him.
If he wanted Liliana as a girlfriend, I'd have to get him used to me quite early on.
Frantz-
When Liliana stepped away to the bathroom, I almost rammed my head into the nearest wall. My junior twitched and ached as I thought over the details of her dream. I pressed my fists in between my thighs, and closed my legs, hoping the pressure would calm the straining in my pants. I had sweat rolling down the back of my neck in anticipation that she would give me all the gritty dirty details of her dream, but once again, Liliana left me high and dry. No pun intended.
Something about her, drove me insane. I don't know if it’s the way she looks when she's blushing, or if it’s the way she often bites the inside of her lips when she's lost in thought. Her mannerisms are different. Her smile is hypnotizing... and those lips... God I would kiss them all day if I could. I could lay my hand against her chest and live off the beating of her heart. I watched her often. It's creepy I know, but I can't help myself.
Something about Liliana, whenever she's aware that I may be paying attention to her, she's always so careful and clammed up, but when she is distracted, whether it’s by reading or anything else, her wall melts away, and I see the beauty within. And I loved the beauty within.
I couldn't rush into this with Liliana. I can tell she's very conservative, and her virtue is of great importance to her. She's very careful to avoid certain intimate situations, and that's understandable. But that only pushes me to be patient, because in the end, I want to be the one to bring her into that. I want to be her first.
There is something special about Liliana Chavez and I'll be damned if I allow another man to get his hands on her. After I almost lost her to that maniac, I promised myself to never let her out of my sight.
A bonus of dating Liliana would definitely have to be pushing her out of her comfort zone, just to ease her into getting comfortable with me. But that was proving to be a challenge alone. Whenever we were close, her soft tone, the heat from her body, it drove me crazy. It's a shocker I haven't lost control yet. And by the looks of it, I had a lot of cold showers in my future.
Just thinking about her, my lips tingled at the thought of kissing her olive skin. But good things come to those who wait... and I had a lot of waiting to do.
I noticed Liliana was in the bathroom for a while. I just hoped I didn't scare her.
When she returned, I could tell she had a speech ready. She had a tell.
Whenever she was getting ready to put me in my place, her shoulders were always down, her spine straight, and her hands were busy.
Before she opened her mouth, I knew what she was going to say. Her resolution was obvious. A beautiful girl like Liliana, at 24, if she hadn't given herself up to someone, it meant she was saving herself for marriage.
She began speaking, well, rambling, and I loved her for it. When she finally realized that I had agreed to everything she said, her reaction was priceless. And when I told her I was in it for the long haul, she hid her expression of surprise well.
After she brushed past me and sat on the couch, I headed to the kitchen to gather a few snacks. I looked over my shoulder towards Liliana, she did not notice my gaze. She was so focused on the screen, she was nibbling the inside of her cheek again, and I smiled. I sighed as well. Oh yeah, I definitely had a lot of cold showers in my future. But I know they will be worth it in the end.
When I returned to the living room with the bowl of popcorn and her gummy bears, she welcomed the bag of sweets with opened arms, and almost paid me no mind. It seems I was now envious of the colorful chewy bears which kissed her lips, instead of me. Was it weird to be jealous towards candy?
She settled for "The Mummy" and I hated to think that she had a crush on young Brandon Frasier. She started the movie then suddenly stopped it.
I looked at her quizzically as she turned to me and said, "I just realized something, we're going to be working together."
"Yes..." I said, waiting for her to continue, "you know we still have to act professional towards each other, right? So you can't like do weird things to distract me." She warned.
"Me?" I pointed innocently towards my chest, "I don't do anything weird..."
"Uh yeah you do. Like that weird thing with your eyes when you're checking me out." She explained further.
"What weird thing with my eyes?" I asked, with a genuine curious frown, and she sighed as she moved her hand and said, "you know... like this," then made a facial expression where she leveled her eyes at me and squinted them just slightly. Damn, she was hot.
She did it again, then pursed her lips, and before I knew it, my fingers had clasped her chin, and I pulled her for a kiss. I had been dying for one since this morning. I held her close, her hand landing against my chest, my hand still holding her chin, her mouth opened for my pleasure. When I moved my hand from her chin, and landed it against her neck, she gasped softly against my lips, her hand fisting my shirt. Then I pulled away, taking her breath away.
She blinked my way like a deer in headlights, and I chuckled and said, "I'll try to be good at work." To that she didn't reply. She simply blushed, and looked away, using the movie as a distraction.
This was going to be an interesting adventure to say the least.