"Christina!" I scorned.
"What?" She asked innocently.
"Get me the sky blue panties and I'll keep the bra."
She sighed and took the scanty panties away and brought me the ones that I requested. "Thank you." I then slipped into the bathroom. A few moments later I stepped out to get their inspection on it. I looked in the full length mirror and saw it looked really good on me. It was perfect!!! My clothes were flirty and pretty, not the teasing temptress.
"Yeah!!!" Christina cheered. "That's what I'm talking about!!!"
"Lookin' good!" Marie applauded.
"What about shoes?" Christina quickly asked. I smiled and pointed over towards my closet door and there sat on the floor black high heels with rhinestones in them so they sparkled. "Nice." She approved and rummaged through my jewelry box. She pulled out my glittering dangling earrings, which would match my shoes, and handed them to me.
I put them were they belonged in my ears, then I put my shoes on, and then I started to fuss with my hair. I took the long braids out that I put in this morning, and my hair tumbled into a wavy mass around me.
"Now it's my turn of expertise." Marie said softly behind me, and pulled out a pointy comb and went to work. In the end my hair turned out great! It was simple, with curls, but very pretty.
I was almost ready. I put on my make-up and after I was done, a beautiful face peered out at me in the mirror, that it startled me.
"We're finished sugar. Look how pretty you look! You go girl!" She smiled in great approval. "I don't know what this man has done, but I think you all but fell in love with him!"
I glowed pink and they started to get ready to leave. "Tomorrow, you call us and tell us what happened right?" Christina looked at me.
"Yes, of course!" I turned to her and hugged her and Marie. "Thank you so much for helping me out you guys! I really appreciate it. I guess I'll talk to you guys tomorrow." I was so moved for them helping me that I was about to cry.
"Now don't cry!" Christina warned. "You'll mess up that pretty face." She smiled and I did too. "Alright girl, I'll see you tomorrow." Christina then led Marie out the door and into her car. The door closed softly and I darted a glance at the kitchen's clock and saw it was 7:05. A few more minutes and I should be leaving as well.
My fingers drummed on the counter from impatience as I waited to be off. But the damn clock was going to damn slow. I sighed and walked back into my room, sat down on my bed and waited. I put some of my clothes away so my bed wouldn't be all piled up with it. I sat back down and waited again. Something was underneath my hand, I looked and saw that I forgot the scanty lingerie panties. A naughty grin spread across my lips and before I lost courage, I slipped the other panties off, and donned on the skimpy blue ones. It was then time to go.
I walked out the door and started walking to the house. A few minutes later I came to it. The house was an old Victorian, beautifully restored. I climbed the steps while my heart pumped in my chest faster and faster. When I walked across the porch my high heels clicked and made myself known. I was uncertain suddenly, but I shook it off and knocked lightly on the door.
The door opened and I peered inside to see Sylar but there was nobody there. I blew out the breath that I was unconsciously holding and frowned. I stepped in, "Hello? Sylar?" No answer. "Hello?"
I stepped in farther to see and to my right was the dining room. The table was set and candles were lit. In the middle of the table sat blood red roses. I gasped at the beautiful sight and wondered where he could be. Farther in I went to look at the romantic scene unfolding. It nearly stole my breath away. Sylar went through all this trouble to do this for me, it was so sweet.
Now I stood at the table gazing down on the sparkling silverware and the juicy strawberries that sat near at hand. I smiled and thought, We're going to have some fun, but I then put my mind back in check, for I knew I was supposed to behave. I grinned despite myself and picked up a strawberry, dipped it in some whip cream that lay not far behind.
Wrapping my lips around the berry, I took a bite. It's sweet juices flooded my mouth and I found them absolutely delicious. Some juices and whip cream hid in the crook of my mouth and I peeked my tongue out to catch them.
Suddenly, I felt him directly behind me. I gasped for I was a little shaken of his sudden presence. I started to turn, but then he spoke, "Don't." So I stopped and faced the table again. He then wrapped a blindfold around my eyes so that I couldn't see. I was a little disappointed, but hey, I at least get to talk to him and stuff.
Sylar took my wrist in his hand and guided the rest of the whipped cream strawberry to his mouth. He ate what was left and plucked the stem out of my hand and it disappeared. His hands laid on my waist as he lowered his mouth down on to my neck, and kissed me lightly to make me tremble in his grasp. He then turned me around to face him. His rough hands took hold my soft ones and laid them on his face.
I then figured, he wasn't going to let me see him with my eyes but with my hands. Interesting. I then moved my hands gently over his face, feeling his stubborn jaw and his soft mouth. His nose was straight and his brows weren't too thick like some other men's, and I thought, He's handsome to me, but can't wait until I really see him.
He stilled my hands by placing his own on mine and slid them slowly to his mouth. He kissed each fingertip and then both my palms. "You look beautiful tonight." He said softly and made me smile. He placed his mouth to mine and kissed me lightly. His tongue raced across my lips and I opened my mouth eagerly for him. But before it got to intense, he stepped back.
Sylar then placed me in a chair at the table and said gruffly, "I'll be right back, I have to get the food." And left the room, and I waited patiently for him.
A moment later he came back with something that smelled absolutely delicious, but I didn't recognize it at all. So I asked, "What is it?"
He chuckled and replied, "Trust me, you'll like it." His chair squeaked as he sat down in it. His hand touched mine softly and put my hand on his and I knew he was going to feed me. He raised his hand to my lips and I took a bite cautiously. It was kind of crunchy, spicy, but really good. I still didn't know what it was though. "Mmm . . . that is good!" I whispered and took another bite.
"I told you so." He chuckled and fed me some more. I found the delicious food, placed his hand on mine so he could guide me to his mouth. I found it with a grin and he opened his mouth to take it in. But before I could take my hand away he caught my fingertip in his teeth and warmth splashed inside me. He then let go with a chuckle, satisfied with my reaction. "Would you like something to drink?" He asked me.
"Yes please." I answered and realized that my mouth had gone dry. I heard him pour something in two glasses and wondered what it was, just like the food. He wrapped my fingers around the glass and raised it to my lips. I took a swallow and found it was cool red wine. "If you're trying to get me drunk, it won't work." I said in warned and amused tone.
"Why would I want to do that when I like my women to know what they are doing when I have my way with them?" He replied in a careless and amused tone as well.
"Hmm . . . I don't know then." I replied and smiled. I then took another sip of my wine. I at least knew that he wasn't to drug me or anything.
He chuckled and I felt something press against my lips again. It was a strawberry covered with whip cream. I took a bite, loving the taste, and licked my lips seductively, and took another bite, this time sucking on his fingers at the end of it. I heard him gasp and I withdrew from his finger. I couldn't help but smile.
"Tisk, tisk, tisk . . ." he was warning me, about what I wondered. We then finished eating. I then heard him push his chair back and take the plates away. He came back a few times to take some other things off the table but I wasn't sure why he was doing this.
A few moments later he came back in and sat down, we then sat in silence. It grew uncomfortable for me and I wondered what he was up to. "Sylar?" I asked tentatively.
Suddenly I was scooped up from my chair and into his lap. "Well hello . . ." I said cautiously and giggled.
"It's okay, I just want to hold you right now." He said softly. I nodded in understanding and lay my head against his shoulder. I squirmed a little to get more comfortable and knew my skirt rode higher on my thighs, but ignored it. His arms wrapped around me tight and I started to relax against him. I cherished his arms around me. They were warm, comforting and relaxed. God, I love this man, I thought to myself.
A moment later he tipped my head back and kissed me. At first it was light and sweet, but then started to turn hotter and intense and I didn't care. This is what I wanted, god, I wanted it so bad. My whole body was on fire, desire burning through my veins with such force that it scared me but only turned me on the more. During this I think he sat me on the table, but I wasn't sure, I was that into the kiss and his touch.
He grunted, pushed away and left me. I felt the table under me and my cheeks flushed hot and I knew I was blushing furiously. Before I could even think what I was doing and stop it, he came back to me. His lean hard body pressed against mine as he kissed me once again with a hunger that startled me but only matched my own.
