He smirked at me and said his name. I caught my breath. His name sounded so good.
I smirked back at him and said, Rolling his name off my tongue. Jackson, would you like to get some tea with me.
I stared at him as he grew redder.Then I said, "Also, my name is Tracy."
I turned around, walking to the door. I stopped and turned back around. Looking at him. I said, "Are you coming Jackson. As his name rolled off my tongue once again.
He stepped around his desk. He smiled and said, "I wouldn't miss a cup of tea with you, Tracy. As he said it slowly.
I don't know why, but him saying my name slowly. Turned me on. I bit my lip. I'm trying not to moan.
I have never felt like this. But this man's accent was turning me on. The tingling sensation was spreading throughout my body. Was making it hard for me to walk straight.
We finally made it to the elevator. We got in. We didn't say much. We just stared at each other. It was so comfortable. Staring at each other. It wasn't awkward like some people. It felt natural. Like I belonged with this man.
We got out of the elevator. We walked out of the front doors. Then, across the street to the coffee shop. We walked in.
We headed to the front counter. I ordered me a hot tea for two. Then we walked over to a table. We sat down.
I smiled at him, and we started talking small talk. Nothing big. Just what's your favorite color. What's your favorite food. Do you like poetry.
When the waiter came to our table with a small tea pot and two cups. He sat it down. Then, he went back over to the counter, picking up the cream and sugar. He then walked back over to us. He sat it down. Nodding then walking away.
I sat there watching Jackson. Pick up the teapot. Pouring us some tea. He then poured cream and then two sugar cubes. In our cups. He slid it over to me.
He picked up his cup, touching his lips, and blew his tea. I couldn't take my eyes off of his lips. How they looked. So plump and kissable.
Then he put the cup to his lips once more. Running his tongue on the edge of his cup. I couldn't stop staring. He had me hypnotized.
I slowly picked up my cup. Taking a small drink. Still staring at his lips. We both never took our eyes off of each other. It felt like we had just sat down.
When my timer went off. It was time to go home. We had sat at the coffee shop for two hours. It just seemed like it was only a few minutes.
We both stood up and left out of the coffee shop together. We went to the elevator and got in. We stopped five floors below before he stepped out of the elevator.
He smirked at me and then stepped away from the door. It closed as I stared at him. Until the door shut. I had the biggest smile on my face.
I had fallen for this man named Jackson. He was everything I wanted in a man. He was seductive, sexy, and oh, he loved to take control.
I really liked him a lot. I went to my office and gathered my things. I was on cloud nine. Floating high above.
That's how he made me feel.I left out of the building, and he was nowhere in sight.
I went home. I have done my normal routine. Take a shower. Eat dinner. Exercise, then go to bed. Pulling the covers over me. Thinking about him. Jackson.