Tommy shifted slightly in his reclining position next Dawn on her plush teal-colored sofa. His eyes were glued to his Organic Chemistry textbook as he noted every move she made and tried to decipher her every thought. He knew that she was antsy about the surprise, but he had grown up with the belief that anything worth having was well worth waiting for.
He was determined to make damn sure that when it was all over, she would feel that her surprise had been worth the wait. Well, worth the wait.
A soft sigh of frustration escaped from her lips and he resisted the urge to give in to her. She could wait, he told himself. But could he, he wondered. A quick, sneak peak at his watch told him that he could. In about one minute or so, the woman he loved would get her surprise and they would both be rewarded for their patience.
"Tommy…"
"Yeah?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he looked at her.
"Would you mind if I opened the window?" she asked, fanning herself. "It's kinda stuffy in here."
"Sure, go ahead," he shrugged. Inwardly, he cursed. Damn! Did she know what was he up to? Or better still, what was she up to? He watched her every movement as she moved to the front window, pushed the curtains aside and raised the window. The balmy, summer night produced a surprisingly cool breeze and Tommy sucked in his breath as Dawn reacted to it.
Oblivious to his close scrutiny, she closed her eyes. She arched her neck and allowed the cool night air to envelop her. Summers in Cambridge could be hot and humid, but for some reason, the first two weeks of summer school had proved to be a pleasant experience. Now, if only she knew what her man was up to…
The first strands of the romantic quartets' chart-topping single drifted upstairs to her second story apartment. Opening her eyes, she rested her hands on the windowsill to get a better look, enabling Tommy to get a better look at her backside. "Tommy! Did you know that- Are you looking at my butt?"
"Yeah," he admitted with a grin as he slammed his textbook shut. He dropped it on the coffee table and moved to join her. He resisted the urge to pat her firm backside and instead, placed his hand on the small of her back. He felt her shiver at his touch and the thrill of it went straight to his heart. He loved knowing that even though they had yet to consummate their love, one touch got to her…as it did him. "Did I know what?" he asked, crossing his fingers as hoped he wasn't about to lie to her through omission.
"Listen," she said with a smile as she stood up to face him. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she leaned against him. "That's Boyz II Men!! I hate that we're cooped up in here while everyone else is down there listening to them. I wish we could have gotten tickets."
"Yeah, me too," he said, with the appropriate amount of glumness. "Maybe next time," he said, wrapping his arms around her.
"Yeah," she said with a sad sigh that went straight to his heart.
Hugging her against him, he glanced at his watch again. Time to put everything into position. He released his hold on her and led her away from the window to the center of the room. His eyes shone with his love for her as he huskily asked, "Are you ready for your surprise?"
"Yeah," she said, biting her lip in anticipation. She was torn between bouncing up and down for joy, and shaking him for torturing her so. She couldn't decide, so she chose neither. A confused frown creased her brow as he moved away from her. She placed her hands on her hips as he moved about the room, turning off all of the lights. He then left her and went into the kitchen. He came back within seconds with a tray laden with her favorite vanilla scented candles. All the candles were lit and his handsome face smiled at her in the candlelight.
"We're almost there," he told her as he set the tray on the coffee table. He then moved over to the windows, where he opened each and every one. The curtains billowed gently with each breeze that blew in and the soft romantic sounds continued to drift inside their now romantic setting. He stood still as the air helped to calm his racing heart. After a second, he moved away from the window and headed for the stereo. He flipped to the radio station where the concert was being simultaneously aired. He increased the volume just enough and then he went back to her.
She took the hands he offered her and felt her breath catch as he trembled against her. "Are we there, yet?" she asked, her eyes never wavering from his in the flickering candlelight.
"Almost," he said, hoping that she couldn't hear the pounding of his heart which seemed loud in his ears.
She wanted to ask more, but she sensed that he was waiting for something. She decided that she would wait, too. And, then it happened.
"Good loving, to all of you star-crossed lovers out there," came the soft voice of Boyz II Men's Wanya Morris as it carried into the living room through the windows and from the stereo speakers. "We have a very special dedication tonight from a young man who loves you very much. Dawn, this is for you…"
"Did you…?" she gasped, her eyes wide as she looked at her beaming companion.
"I did. Listen…" he instructed as the lyrics began to speak for him.
"Close your eyes,
Make a wish
And blow out the candlelight
For tonight is just your night
We´re gonna celebrate, all thru the night.
Pour the wine, light the fire
Girl your wish is my command,
I submit to your demands
I´ll do anything, girl you need only ask"
"I will, sweetheart," Tommy said, his voice husky. "Anything."
"I'll make love to you,
Like you want me to
And I'll hold you tight
Baby all through the night
When you want me to
And I will not let go
Till you tell me to. "
"Make love to me," she said to him.
"I will." His voice promised numerous sensual delights as he came closer. He bent his head and his minty fresh breath tickled her parted mouth. His soft full lips with slow tantalizing accuracy brushed hers. He did it once…a soft sigh escaped her. He did it twice…a low moan came from her center. The third time, she was certain that she would lose all reason. And, she hoped that he wouldn't stop.
"Girl relax, let's go slow
I ain't got nowhere to go,
I'm just gonna concentrate on you
Girl are you ready, it's gonna be a long night…"
Her arms moved around his neck, pulling him closer to her. Her breasts pressed against his solid chest, her tiny buds instantly hardening against him. His tongue explored her mouth, drawing her tongue into his mouth. His hands lowered to her backside, pressing against her as his arousal twitched and grew in his pants. He wanted her, and he wanted her to know exactly how much.
"Throw your clothes on the floor,
I´m gonna take my clothes off too
I made plans to be with you...
Girl whatever you ask me you know I´ll do"
I'm falling, she thought as he continued to pleasure her with his hands and mouth. No, you've already fallen, her special voice of reason reminded her. And, Lord help her because she did not want to get up.
Sliding his hand up from her rear to her side to cover one breast, Tommy heard her moan again. His thumb moved across her budding nipple and she shuddered against him. Then the unbelievable happened. He became harder.
"Baby tonight is your night and I will do you right
Just make a wish on your night anything that you ask
I will give you the love of your life..."
She pressed her lower body intimately against his, rubbing herself against his heavy ache for her. Tommy groaned low in his throat. A guttural sound. "Woman, do you know how much I love you?"
"Yes," she breathed. "I can feel it."
"I´ll make love to you,
Like you want me to
And I´ll hold you tight
Baby all through the night
When you want me to
And I will not let go
Till you tell me to. "
Tommy made quick work of discarding their clothing. He had dreamt of this moment for almost a year, and while he planned to love her slowly…thoroughly…he needed to see her now. All of her.
Dawn stood bare before him in the glowing candlelight. He paused as he reached for the afghan, which was always waiting on her rocking chair to look at her. She was the most beautiful woman he was sure he would ever see, and he knew that she was the only woman that he would ever love. Carrying the afghan, he went back to her.
Her brown eyes moved over his athlete's body. He was muscular, but not too much. And fit, amazingly fit. His abdomen sported an eight-pack instead of the usual six-pack, and her hands were drawn to his bronze body. Her eyes drifted lower to the prize he had in store for her, and through ragged breath, she breathed, "Oh, my."
Her hands encircled him, leaving him heady with longing. His grip on the afghan became a thing of the past as he closed his arms around her. He moved into her hand with gentle thrusts, overcome at how she knew just how to touch him and hold him. "Mm…that feels so good…"
"I want to make you feel good," she said, becoming more excited as he moved inside her hands.
"You do," he reassured her as he covered her hands and removed them from his swollen member. His mouth captured hers in a searing kiss as he carefully lowered them to the floor. Their hands smoothed the afghan underneath as best they could as they settled themselves on the floor. In the distance, Boyz II Men began "On Bended Knee", but neither heard. The sound of their shallow breathing was too loud.
Tommy dropped light kisses along her jaw-line, her throat and down to her breasts. He heard and felt her gasp as his tongue encountered her nipple. He suckled her gently as her hands flew to his hair and then he continued downward.
He tasted her treasure, his tongue moving inside and outside and all around. As she began to buck underneath his rapturous attention, he clasped her behind, soothing her and holding her steady.
"Tommy!" she came close to screaming. Her fingers dug into his thick shoulders, telling him that there was only so much more that she could take. "Baby, please," she begged as she arched her back. The waves hit her rapidly and as the last one left her, he raised his head. He smiled at her and blew her a kiss as his hand reached for his jeans. He pulled out the tiny foil packet and quickly pulled the condom on.
Her legs parted as he moved over her. He was a perfect fit, they realized as he entered her. His thrusts were insistent and sent her reeling. Her back arched as she strove to meet each one. Her hands flew behind her head as her head began to move from side to side. Tommy covered one of her hands with his own and laced their fingers together.
They clung to each other as Dawn reached her climax. Her thighs squeezed him and soon he stiffened against her, exploding with ecstasy.
Later, as she held his sleeping form in her arms as his head lay against her breast, she thought of how wonderful his surprise was and hoped that he would be ready to give her another one when he woke up. As his thigh brushed against hers and he moved closer to her in his sleep, she realized that he would be more than ready.
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Song credit: "I'll Make Love to You"--Boyz to Men