Moments at the Coffee Shop: Parts 1 & 2

Coffee is always good at any time of the day, right?

The rain had already set the mood for me… the pavement was wet, the clouds were still rolling in, and the sound of my heels splashing in the puddles was overpowering the faint thunder I could hear in the background as I made my way to the coffee shop at the end of the corner.

The pounding of my beating heart was louder than the thoughts that were already going crazy in my head.

There was a man already there waiting on me.

The butterflies in my stomach were making themselves known at this point…

I could feel them getting acquainted with each other — because they were going to be there for a while… I just knew it.

As soon as I opened the door and looked up, we locked eyes.

Fuck.

You ever walked into a situation with sexual tension already at its peak?

A heatwave was sent through my body as I bit my lip trying to not lose my soul at this very moment and keep my composure. Every sense I had was heightened in the moments it took me to walk to the back of the café. I swear I could hear the sound of the coffee dripping into the coffee pots. It felt like everything was moving in slow motion.

My curly hair dropped in my face as I looked down for a split second, blushing uncontrollably because he hadn’t taken his eyes off of me since the door swung open.

There was coffee already on the table ready… waiting for me.

I took my seat and crossed my legs to distract myself from the rainstorm that was taking place in my lace panties.

We sat there without even saying a word for a minute.

I took the time to study him.

I could smell the strength of his cologne blowing my way mixing in with the scent of the vanilla in my coffee cup. That alone was making the temperature in my body rise.

I could see the weight of his chain hanging on his chocolate skin… I imagined that same weight dangling on my chest giving me goosebumps if we were to leave this place right now and go back to my room.

Fuck, no, focus… focus.

I squirmed in my seat and he smirked at me.

He knows exactly what he’s doing to me right now.

He’s getting off on it.

I could see his stroked ego trying to say hello to me through his piercing brown eyes.

He reached over and traced the side of my hand with his finger…

“You alright over there, baby girl?” he said.

At this point, I felt my soul leave my body…

You know that rush you feel when the roller coaster drops? The moment when every intense feeling you were having on the way up reached its peak and dropped immediately leaving you weak and breathless?

His energy was running laps around me.

I was completely consumed by everything this man was offering to me in this moment.

His stare.

His scent.

His eyes.

The sexual tension that I’m sure everyone else could feel.

Fuck…

“…so, where do we go from here?”

The heat from my body sitting at this coffee shop in front of this gorgeous man was making my inner thighs sweat — or it could’ve been the juice my body produced just from being in his presence. Either way, I had to make a run for it before I exploded in this seat leaving a puddle of desire behind me.

“I’m sorry… I need some fresh air,” I said bolting towards the door.

The rain was coming down harder than it was before I arrived.

I took a few deep breaths and walked towards the alley on the side of the building. Leaning against the wall I threw my face in my hands.

“What the fuck is this man doing to me?”, I thought.

Before I could even look up, there he was. His presence was strong — I could feel him without even laying eyes on him.

The butterflies in my stomach turned into pterodactyls.

He put both hands on the brick wall behind me and leaned in close breathing slowly and heavily.

“Look at me baby girl… look. at. me.”

I looked up into his warm brown eyes as the rain was hitting us both like bullets. My body wanted to fall weak from the amount of emotions that were coming over me sending shockwaves through every vessel in my being.

He put his warm hand underneath my chin and lifted my head to kiss me. The spark I felt inside nearly knocked me on my ass right here in this alley. We moaned in unison as our tongues interlocked for the juiciest, wettest kiss accompanied by the tears of the sky.

He lifted me off my feet with one hand, and slipped his other hand inside my pants, sliding my lace panties to the side.

The thrill of possibly being caught by a random person or one of the baristas made my body numb and my heart pound. The pulse between my legs was almost just as strong as the pounding in my chest. He pulled back and looked me in my eyes so that he could watch my soul leave my body. I moaned even louder and bit my lip to balance out the stimulation overload that was happening as his fingers slipped in and out of the world of endless possibilities.

“Cum for me”, he said.

He looked to the side to quickly check to make sure we were still alone while simultaneously hitting spots inside me that I didn’t even know existed.

He was so beautiful. The way the rain was hitting his chocolate skin, falling from his thick eyelashes onto his face did something to me. I couldn’t explain it, but everything about him was perfect. He readjusted his grip on me which made me explode like a bath bomb in steaming hot water.

“FUCK!” I screamed as my body turned into jello.

He smiled in a devious way knowing that at this moment, he had my soul.

My pleasure juices were leaking faster than the rain that was still coming down.

He took his fingers and ran them slowly across my lips and I opened my mouth so I could get a taste.

“Damn that’s good”, I said biting my lip.

He leaned in to kiss me.

“You’re mine now”, he whispered.