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I especially watched the way he looked at me, pulling the hair away from my face.
We went to a nice dinner on Bourbon Street and had a few drinks down the strip, enjoying each other’s company. I don’t know how long we rode the carriage ride, but it took us everywhere. Both of us had been to the city before, but it was different this time around, and I knew I wasn’t just speaking for myself.
I took a shower first when we got back to the hotel room, and when I slipped a silk robe over my nightie and walked into the room, he was lying on the bed, wearing a pair of gym shorts with no shirt on.
And just like that… his dick decided to wave hello.
Grinning like a fool, he announced, “What can I say? He has a mind of his own.”
“I see that. Scoot over.”
He did. Before I could question what I was doing, I turned with my back up against his chest, and he didn’t hesitate to pull me closer to his body. I’d be lying if I said I was surprised he didn’t take it any further, and to be completely honest, I don’t know how I would have reacted if he had. I couldn’t ignore the fact that he didn’t try something, and that made me truly respect the hell out of him.
He didn’t expect me to fuck him on the first night, and that hadn’t happened in a very long time. Men didn’t usually treat me that way, and it was a nice change of pace.
We slept like that all night.
It wasn’t until the morning that I realized I had forgotten to take my sleeping pills. I slept through the entire night without a nightmare.
And that hadn’t happened in years.
Except when I woke up, I was alone.
“Luke?” I called out to no avail. I grabbed my cell phone off the nightstand, and it read 9:30. “Where did he go?” I asked aloud just as the door was opening.
“Mornin’,” he welcomed with a smile. He held two bags in one hand and a tray with two coffees in the other. He also had a bag of food under his arm.
“Morning,” I replied.
“I didn’t know how you take your coffee, but there’s cream and sugar in the bag. I hope beignets are all right for breakfast.”
“Oh… thanks.”
He placed the bag of food on the bed and handed me my coffee.
I opened the bag for the cream and Splenda. After I mixed my coffee and took a bite of the beignet, he wiped the powdered sugar off my lips with his thumb.
It made my heart race.
He took a shower, then we made our way back down to Bourbon Street. We spent the day dicking around and looking at several historical sites until we came upon one of those fortune teller places.
“Let’s go inside,” I exclaimed, wrapping my arm around his.
“I don’t like to fuck around with that shit.”
“I’m Cuban; we love this shit.”
He sighed and gestured toward the door. “Lead the way.”
The door chimed when we walked inside, and the place looked like it had been there for hundreds of years. There were rocks, crystals, bottles, and rows and rows of things I couldn’t even describe.
“Welcome,” a female voice said from behind us, making us both turn.
“Hello,” I greeted.
“What brings you in today?”
“Oh… we’re just messing around,” I answered.
