The following short story is a story that is filled with passion and admiration. This was a short story that I had submitted for a competition, but felt like that I wanted to share it with you all.
I hope you enjoy, and please feel free to comment.
I.
In the space of a few minutes, the action of taking one breath resulted in the mixing of saliva and the groans of lust being heard in the quaint space of the coat closet at the Glyde Hotel. She bit her lower lip as hard as she could, tasting her blood as he indulged in her succulent nipples that were exposed.
The only bit of dignity that remained was how her gentleman was positioned, with his back to the door. The gentleman wasted no time in releasing his appendage that she had been lusting for, joining her as he quenched her drenching thirst for him. A moment of intimacy that was unmatched and shared by them both.
II.
Elijah took another sip of the sweet Shiraz that nestled in the wine glass, waiting for the sweet drink to warm his throat as he mindlessly gazed at the other tables in the marquee. Elijah was not alone, his company was talking his ear off about the latest drama in their life, in the hopes that Elijah would offer up any piece of advice to quell his company’s current drama. “Eli, you’re not listening to me!”, a soft voice shrieked. “I swear to my deity Venus, that if you do not stop staring at the other tables in the restaurant, I will throw this glass of wine onto your precious burgundy shirt”, the voice growled.
Elijah grinned over at his company and leaned back into his seat. “I dare you Lolly. I dare you to throw the very drink you love so much, that it often makes me think that you care more about wine than you do our own friendship”, Elijah says to his sister before she gave her full attention to her phone.
The chemistry that Elijah felt with that woman in the closet was unfathomable, and she captured his attention more than any of his previous conquests, and the two of them hardly spoke. She had to be somewhere in this marquee, he thought as he gazed around the room. He sighed and excused himself to get another drink, but as he walked along the edge of the marquee, he caught a glimpse of someone drinking wine. He paused and looked over at the table, smiling when he spotted the lady in the gold dress. His feet started moving in her direction as he thought of excuses to pull her away and quell the thirst that he had for her.
III.
She took a sip of her now cool white wine, glancing at the center of the room that was filled with couples mingling or dancing to the live band. “I don’t know why you keep disappearing Bokang, it is almost as though you don’t wish to meet your future fiancé”, her mother chastised, looking over at her daughter in disappointment. Bokang pushed her chair back, with the intention of disappearing to the dark gardens behind the marquee, but was halted when she heard a deep voice speak. “Good evening ladies, I hope you are all well”.
“Oh, hello Mr. Elijah Nicholides. I was just talking to my daughter about wanting to introduce herself to you, since you both are to be wed in a year’s time”, her mother said as she fluttered her eyelashes. Bokang resisted rolling her eyes and chose to take another sip of her wine, ignoring their conversation. “Well, I guess I have great timing. But, it looks as though the excitement to meet my future spouse is one-sided”, he commented, and Bokang could feel his gaze on her. Her mother lightly slapped her thigh, grabbing her attention.
She looked over and saw her mother pointing her finger in the man’s direction. She reluctantly looked up, and her breath got caught in her throat when her eyes met Elijah Nicholides’ green eyes. It was him. She could not believe the identity of those green eyes, and unfortunately could not prevent her loins from becoming moist at the memory of their sexual activities.
Elijah had to hold in his grin as he looked down at his future wife, resisting the urge to scream in gratitude. “It’s a pleasure to finally meet you Miss Kgotso. Your parents have spoken very highly about you”, he spoke, keeping his gaze on her bewitching face. He knew that the coat closet was dark, but he could forget the sparks that he felt the moment he bumped into her at the speed dating in the dark portion of the evening’s event.
Elijah had to shift his stance to cover Elijah junior from making an appearance right where he was positioned, between his future wife and mother-in-law. “It’s…It’s a pleasure to finally meet you too Mr. Nicholides”, she spoke softly, and this time it was Elijah’s turn to bite his lip. The sexual tension was beginning to erupt into flames. “Elijah, why don’t you dance with my daughter? It’ll give you two more time to get to know each other”, Bokang’s mother suggested, completely oblivious to the lustful gazes shared between the two adults.
Tempted to repeat what had happened earlier but remembering that her family were watching her, Bokang slipped her hand into Elijah’s, allowing the gentleman to escort to the middle of the floor. “You have no idea how happy I am to finally match the sweet, soft voice to the beautiful face in front of me”, Elijah spoke lowly as they swayed. She smirked. “Makes two of us. I appreciate the closeness between us, because at this moment my loins are beginning to get moist and I know it’s not from the accumulating sweat”, she whispered into his ear.
Elijah grinned as he twisted her, pulling her back so that her back was against his chest. “You’re tempting me to whisk you away to a room upstairs”, he whispered in her ear. Bokang looked over at her family, noticing that none of them were watching them, then proceeded to push her backside into Elijah, making the man groan at the contact. “We should probably make our escape now, because I’m worried that you’re about to rip my dress and have your way with me”, Bokang says softly. Elijah wastes little time as he twirls Bokang once more before pulling her arm into him, as the two left the marquee, making a beeline for the elevators.
IV.
Elijah could not believe what he was doing, never had he slept with the same person twice, yet he knew it was a lost cause after he stripped Bokang of her gold dress. His arms encircled her waist as he pulled her closer, tasting the mixture of sweet wine on her tongue as they deepened the kiss. The kiss began to heat up as they ventured into a full on make-out, and sensing the growing desire and lust between them, Elijah's hands trailed to her backside, squeezing her cheeks before lifting her in his arms, her legs automatically going around his waist.
He laid her gently on the bed, as his mouth moves from Bokang's full lips to her jaw, then to her neck, savouring the taste of her as he moved down towards her ample breasts. Bokang held her breath as she felt his lips dancing on her skin, heating up a trail as he moved south. Bokang hardly knew who this man was, but she was almost glad that they were arranged to be married, yet a small inkling of fear stayed in her mind as she wondered if sexual attraction would be the only thing between them.
Her thoughts were disrupted when she felt Elijah's tongue flick her nipple, and her hand flew to his head, gently gripping his hair as he got acquainted with her sensitive nipples. "Eli...ngh", she grunted in pleasure. He smiled on her nipple as he sucked it, before placing a small kiss between her breasts as he carried on kissing down her body, slowly discarding her lace thong in the process. She reacted by pushing Elijah onto his back, kissing him on the lips as she discarded his briefs.
They both moaned in pleasure as Bokang's hands trailed over Elijah's package, and she shivered briefly as she traced the size of him. Elijah closed his eyes and tilted his head back in pleasure, with his hips bucking as she started to pull gently and stroke feverishly. He released a loud moan when he felt a warm cavern cover his tip and he looked down to see her kissing his tip with her eyes looking up at him with lust. He let out a silent cry as he watched her licking him from the base to the tip, sucking on it before she engulfed him whole. It was not long before he felt Elijah’s body began to tense, a clear sign that he was about to blow. He pulled Bokang up and kissed her on the lips, as he placed her over his condom covered appendage, silencing her whimpers as she straddled him. "Oh, please Elijah...", she moaned bucking her hips. Elijah smirked, "Tell me what you want". Loving the sound of her name from his lips, she bit her lower lip before moaning out her answer. "I want you to move, please!", she moaned gripping her breasts.
As if on cue, Elijah pulled out before thrusting in all the way into her moist folds, groaning loudly at the tight feeling. He hadn't felt so good with a woman. The two of them moved in harmony, at a calm pace, but Bokang was losing her mind over the full feeling, and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. "Faster. Harder. Please, Elijah, now", she moaned. Following her commands, Elijah held Bokang by her hips he bucked upwards.
Heeding the silent request, Bokang started riding him, driving Elijah insane with lust. He gripped her hips tightly and thrusted faster and deeper into her folds, and when he felt her folds gripping him tight, he turned them over around and thrusted faster in missionary, and soon the two reached their climax.
Coming with loud growls and cries, Elijah thrusted a few more times before kissing her tenderly and pulling out slowly, heading to the bathroom to discard the condom and grab a warm wet cloth, returning the bedroom to wipe a dazed Bokang.
He jumped back into bed, noticing that she was very close to falling asleep. "If this is a dream, I swear I will kill the person responsible", he muttered lazily. "And if it's not?", she asks with a small smile. "Then I'll wake up with the biggest smile on my face", he replied, already waiting for the sun to rise for another round of lustful sex.
The End.
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
-Love, light and blessings xx
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