Extraordinary evening
"What is a jazz...?"
The only answer I get from Jane to my query is an astonished facade.
Did I ask anything wrongly? I just had a doubt though...
"You... You don't know what's a jazz beat..." I didn't know if it were a statement or a question but I slowly shake my head in a negative response.
Her face says it all. She's beyond disappointed at my limited knowledge about the outside world or the media.
"Huff...fine. Get ready genius. We're finna have a party."
"Uh..."
She walks over to what looks like an aux cord connected to the TV screen and a bomb looking speaker next to it.
"I hope this hotel is sound proof though."
"They mentioned the suite was soundproof, Jane, in the brochure. (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)" I make a weird face and she gets it immediately, shying away.
As she bends to get the cord to connect to her device of a phone...my peepee unbends.
I cough loudly, getting her attention.
"What? Are you okay? Are you sick?"
"No, no I'm fine. Just keep bendi- I mean, let's party." either way, it came out VERY crudely, vulgarly. I slap myself in my head and grin at a confused looking Jane who goes back to adjusting the connections I have no idea of, leaving me to admire and fantasize her behind beauty.
She's truly an all-rounder.
Oh, Moon Goddess, thank you very much again for everything.
I sense her needing some help, jumping on my feet I approach her and resist the urge to smack the-
"A lil help, please." yeah. I lift the big speaker with ease and she finds her port immediately, connecting the wire.
"Done." she dusts her hands off in achievement. Endearing.
"Let's start with a slow jazz~" she sings and places her mobile down to hold my hand.
[Sunday Morning by Maroon 5: is playing]
"Sunday morning, rain is fallin'
Steal some covers, share some skin~"
She sang awfully well. I stand behind her, mesmerized, as she sways with the music on her own gracefully.
Her hand clutches mine and she turns around, smiling up at me and kissing my cheek before placing my other hand on her slim waist.
"So beautiful..." I mutter under my breath and follow her lead.
"You danced pretty well last time. What happened to you!?" she exclaims at my constant stumbling.
"Come on loosen up Ron!" she says with a smile initiating mine.
Alright then. I'll loosen up.
—[Slight Warning]—
A perfect hour later, I roll over to my side, sweating profusely and my breathing ragged. Jane lays on the floor as lifeless but much like a masterpiece of Michelangelo.
"That...was awesome..." I smirk at her comment.
"Now you know who's the champion, baby girl." I taunt the princess, snickering all in all inside my head.
"Hmm...let's see about that then." My eyes suddenly widen when she climbs onto me, fitting perfectly into my lower torso.
"Baby...you're initiating things..." I warn her. My warning goes unheard by her as she slides her hips against me. The friction sends a wave of potential shocks from the bottom of my abdomen, my whole body heating up against the evening chilly atmosphere.
"What if I am...?"
"You'll get in trouble..." I respond breathlessly, my hands reaching to hold her in place and stop her from squirming aimlessly on me.
"I wanna get in trouble."
It was too clear for me to not accept her hint proposal.
We're so young and reckless and so mad in love... But this isn't the time. Not yet. For her nor me.
"We're going no far than this, baby." a small squeak emerges from the back of her throat as I sit with her still on me, shifting down to my lap and smacking our lips together.
She mewls into my mouth, a sweet sound which I inhale and feel at bliss.
And...I'd like to try something new...
I reach my hand on her head and slowly caress her silky smooth hair until I reach the back of her nape. I tug on the tuft of hair in my hand, holding her hair tightly in y grip but knowing when to release and soothe it.
Her shocked gasp erodes off any innocence in me and I push my tongue in her mouth. The kiss deepens and hers steamier by the second, our tongues molding against each other as well as our bodies.
The evening was, indeed, extraordinary.