Spring Flirting(Part 2 in Naked Rose Series) Read Free Page A

looked deeply into my
eyes.
    “Promise me,” he pleaded “Please, promise
you won’t go with another man tonight. You just took me to the gate
of paradise. You must promise to take me inside at the end of the
night. Rose, my love flower. I’ll do anything. Just name it”
    Men! I thought. They will do anything to
have my red flower. Imagine Taye asking me to name my price. Did he
really think he could pay the price of my naked rose? Was he rich
enough? Was he large hearted enough? Could he give all that I
needed to satisfy me now that he was asking me to name my price?
The spontaneity that lust can actuate in men! Can Taye pay the
price of my naked rose with everything he has? We would soon find
out. I looked him deep in the eyes where he knelt and told him
point blank, deflating his ego in a calculated pleasure delay.
    “My price you shall find out if I eventually
follow you home tonight, Mr. Taye Zest. That is all I can promise
you for now. You will pay my price if I take you up on your offer
and follow you home at the end of the night. In the mean time,
let’s just have fun at the party OK.”
    With this said, he stood up the gentleman he
was, and held me by the waist, leading the way back into the Glass
House in good spirit like he just won a lotto; and it was at that
moment I decided in my mind that for his faith Taye Zest would have
my naked rose before the night ended, at the price of nothing. But
let’s see how the night would pan out first at the White Party
…
     
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    1 am, few hours after our tryst by the
fountain, I was in Mr. Taye Zest’s automobile, heading uptown to
his place to put icing on the cake of the night. It was in
fulfillment of the promise I earlier made to myself: to fuck him
tonight and forget about him. You know, I wanted to give him
something to reminisce about for so long to come. So in my head as
he drove I was just thinking of the theatrics to please him with
when we get to our destination. I would give him the sex of his
life and a memory to treasure for long…He broke into my
thoughts.
    “You surprise me baby. The way you were
digging it with Jay Z back on the dance floor, I thought I didn’t
stand any chance”
    He said to me looking straight ahead,
placing his left hand on my thigh and giving it a caress. I smiled
and told him sexily in reply, looking at him with slanted eyes.
    “I am a big girl. I do whatever I want,
whenever I want and with whomever I choose. I chose you tonight
Taye. You are in charge of the cruise and you can rock my boat
tonight anyway you like, my Captain”.
    I extended my hand over his crotch and
rubbed his bulging dick in his jeans. At my touch he shifted on his
seat and swallowed a gasp, putting his stray hand back on the
steering wheel in a tight grip. I then rubbed him gently, telling
him to take it easy, to watch the road and drive safe while I
massaged his cock teasingly, sensually in his jeans, acting one
minute like I would unzip his fly and put it in my mouth but
changing course ever smoothly as I teased him. The Impala actually
knew its driver was on rodeo the way Taye gassed the car, rushing
to get home, driven with hot anticipation that I was the cause.
    Back at his place, a high rise building in
Conny Island, he packed the car and shot out to the passenger side
to open the door for me. Nice touch and very romantic, I mused as I
stepped out of the car with a feline strut. The valet came for his
car keys which he threw to him as he held me by the waist and we
proceeded into the lobby like two drunken lovers to take a lift up
to his floor. The sexual tension between us was so palpable it
seemed primed in us like a bomb, ready to explode because just as
the door of the lift closed, Taye collided into me in a frenzy of
French kiss. Our mouths explored each other hungrily, passionately
like the world outside could wait and melt. While his mouth
explored mine in shared expedition, his hands grabbed my butt
cheeks fondly, fondling them