Torn between two

Chapter 9

Dunya’s POV

After Daniel left, I felt guilty somehow for rejecting him. It was a weird sensation in my gut, and I hated it. I knew I was doing the right thing, because I really didn’t like the idea of getting involved with two different guys. But somehow it gnawed at me, like I was supposed to choose Daniel instead. The feeling didn’t make any sense, so, I decided to push it aside. I’ve had so much fun with Elijah, I wasn’t going to let that go that easily.

I got ready for my date, once again straightening my hair. I didn’t put much make up on, since we’d be in a dark theater, but just enough so I’d look presentable. I put on black high-waist jeans and a blue crop top, finishing my style with comfy ballerina shoes. Once I was pleased with myself, I sat down and picked my phone, I had to ask Layla for Daniel’s phone number. I had to ask him, if he was okay. He left so swiftly, like I had offended him, and it hurt my heart. It didn’t take long for her to answer me back. Just as I was about to text him, there was a knock on the door, Elijah.

I quickly got up and ran to the door, opening it for him. He wore his crooked smile again, and it made me blush.

“Hi beautiful, are you ready?” he asked.

“Hi handsome, I am” I replied playfully. I got on my tippy toes to kiss him, and he responded immediately, grabbing my waist and pulling me closer. As I went out of breath I stopped and grinned at him. It was our fun little game, who would steal a kiss.

“Dunya 4 – Elijah 3” I said with a smirk. He chuckled shaking his head.

“I will win this game.” he replied and pulled me closer. “We should get going” he said and took my hand.

***

We arrived at a building, that definitely did not look like a movie theater. Well, at least not like a regular theater and there were no other people around.

“I thought we were going to the movies?” I asked confused.

“We are going to watch a movie” he simply replied with a smile.

We went inside and were greeted by an older man. “Good evening, Mister Walker and welcome miss.” he nodded and lead us to a room. “Hi and thank you” I manage to murmur. As he opened the door, I realized it was a private theater, with only few luxurious seats. The screen was huge, and the seats were huge, they looked so comfortable, you could sleep in them.

As we sat down, the man came to our side asking if we wanted something. I looked at Elijah and he said to order anything I liked. Since we were at the movies, I asked for popcorn with seasoning and a soda. Elijah didn’t order anything. It’s odd, since he hasn’t eaten or drank anything, when he’s with me. I just shrug at the thought. In a few minutes, the man comes back with a large tray, that has a big popcorn bowl, few popcorn seasonings jars and my soda. I spice up my popcorn and put it between me and Elijah, so he’d eat with me.

As the movie started, I noticed Elijah staring at me, more than at the screen. I playfully punched him in the arm few times, to make him watch the movie, but time after time, he returned to face me. It was kind of embarrassing, because I was trying to eat my popcorn at peace, but he had to stare. I put the popcorn bowl to my other side and playfully grabbed Elijah’s chin and turned it to the screen. He grabbed my hand, pulling me over to his lap. Luckily the seats were wide enough to hold two, so, I just made myself comfortable and snuggled on his chest.

He held me tightly with one hand and the other one traveled up and down my arm, making me shiver under his touch. I was perfectly comfortable in the arms of a man; I had only known for a week.

I woke up to the end of the credits, all dazed. Elijah barely moving beneath me. I look up to see he’s smiling at me. “What’d you think of the movie?” he asks playfully, knowing fully well I was asleep for most of it.

“It was great, I especially liked the ending” I answer him as I bury my head in his chest.

“Oh yeah, what part in particular?” he chuckles.

“The part where the boy kisses the girl” I smile to myself. He gets the clue and lifts me up for a passionate kiss. His tongue brushing my lower lip, asking for permission to enter. I open my mouth, and our tongues intertwine. A quick moan escapes my mouth, when I feel his stiffening shaft on my stomach. It excites him, and he lifts me up, so I’m straddling him. He squeezes my breasts on top of my shirt, almost pulling it down. I start to move my hips, and his hands move to my ass cheeks, squeezing and giving speed to my movement.

Still dazed from my nap, I try to get to my senses. We can’t be doing this here, anyone could walk in. I reluctantly stop for a breath, looking in his lustful eyes. “Not here” I smile shyly, regretting every word. I wanted him.

“No-one´s going to come here” he says putting his hand on my cheek and looking deep into my eyes. Honestly, I didn’t care about the place we were at, I wanted to wait.

“I won’t do anything, that you don’t want me to. You’re in total control, at all times” he continues, as if he read my mind. I gave him a shy mile.

“It’s just that, we haven’t known each other for so long. I need more time, and I can’t quite trust myself around you.” I said shyly. He looked at me sadly.

“I meant to say, that have you seen yourself? You’re amazing and hot and...” I continued rambling. He put his index finger on my lips, shushing me.

“Have you seen yourself?” he asked with a smile. “I can barely keep it in my pants around you. You don’t have to explain beautiful; I know what you mean. I promise, I won't go any further until you’re ready” he continued with a smirk. My face turned crimson red. Oh god, how this man makes my panties wet.

“Come on, let's go to our next destination.” He said as we stood up and pulls me up with him.

“Next destination?” I asked curiously and bit my lower lip. He looked at me with hunger in his eyes.

“You have to stop doing that, or else I just have to break my promise” he said and leaned in for a kiss biting my lower lip. Okay, I think need a change of underwear.

**

We drove around town and finally arrived in front of a bistro.

“Movie and dinner?” I ask playfully.

“I had to give you a classic American date.” He smirked and winked.

“I’m not complaining” I chuckled.

We went inside and were guided to a quiet corner, and soon came a chipper petite blonde waitress, practically drooling on us.

“What can I get you this fine evening?” she asked staring at Elijah as if I didn’t exist. But Elijah’s eyes were fixed on me.

“You can have whatever you want. I’m not really hungry, I had a business dinner before picking you up.” he said not breaking eye contact. Okay, weird. We could’ve done something else.

“Umm... we could’ve just gone somewhere else. I’m not that hungry.” as I said that my stomach started to grumble. He looked at me and chuckled.

“You were saying?” he looked with a raised eyebrow. I blushed and hid behind the menu. Okay maybe I was hungry, and the menu looked good.

“I’ll have the number 20 and a sparkling water.” The waitress took a long look at me and gave a fake smile. She was probably thinking what a girl like me, was doing with a guy like that. Since Elijah didn’t want anything, she rushed off. Elijah held my hand across the table and gave me his familiar smile. His eyes sparkled in candlelight, and he looked dreamy, like right out of a fairytale.

How is this man interested in me? Is it because of my body, my big ass, or my t**s? I’m a little chubby and he’s built like Adonis. I’m not even that pretty...

“You’re beautiful.” he says squeezing my hand as if he heard my thoughts. I blush once again.

It doesn’t take long for my food to come. I had ordered something called Kotopoulo Gemisto and it looked delicious. It was chicken breast filled with spinach and Greek cheese, sauce, potato wedges and side salad.

It once again felt awkward to eat, when Elijah’s just staring at me. Me being clumsy didn’t help the situation at all. I had to be extra careful with my eating, now that his whole attention is on me.

After dinner, we sat and talked for a bit. He asked me about my week and vice versa. I had eaten way too much and was feeling tired; a yawn escaped my lips.

“You’re cute when you yawn” he smirked at me.

“I’m sorry, I’m just really tired, it was a long week with a lot of new information” I yawned again.

“It’s okay, I get it. Let’s get going then, I’ll take you home.” and with that he paid the bill, even though I insisted I’d pay.

He escorted me to my front door and pulled me close to him. “What’re you doing tomorrow?”

“I don’t have any plans actually, what did you have in mind?” I ask as I put my arms around his waist.

“Date number 3?” he smiles down at me. “Date without a dark room. I can’t have you fall asleep on me again” he chuckles.

“I couldn’t help it” I said apologetically. “I was tired, and it was really comfortable in your arms”

“I’m glad you feel that way” he says with a smirk. “You can fall asleep on me anytime” he winks.

“Is that an invitation?” I said playfully and wink.

“Be careful what you ask for” he said and kisses me softly. “I’ll pick you up same time tomorrow.” he pulls me closer and bends down for another steamy kiss.

***

Elijah picks me up and tosses me on the bed, his eyes hungry with lust. He comes on top of me, pulling my legs up to his sides and I wrap them around him. We start kissing, our tongues fighting for dominance, while my fingers run through his hair, pulling him closer to me. He starts kissing down my face, to my neck, collar bone and then breasts. He pulls my top down, kissing and sucking my breasts. He pulls my right breast from my bra and starts sucking on my pebbled n****e, making me shiver.

I unbutton his shirt and toss it off, wanting to feel his bare chest on me. He holds my face with one hand and pulls me closer for a kiss. I unbuckle his belt clumsily, wanting to feel his manhood. He slides his pants down, leaving his boxers still on and thrusts between my legs while kissing my neck. A loud moan escapes my lips as his big c**k hits my sweet spot. He bends my head to the right and bites my neck.

*Knock, knock, knock*

I jump up from the bed, shocked, it's morning and I’m all alone. It was just a dream. A really realistic and vivid dream. Frustrated I lay back on my bed and bite on my pillow, as I have goosebumps all over my body. I’m horny as hell. Damn it...

*Knock, knock, knock* “Dunya! Wake up!” Layla shouts from the other side of the door.

Nooo, not now. I think to myself as I try to steady my breath. I quickly get up, put my morning gown on and head to the door.

*knock, knock, knock, knock* “I’m coming! I’m coming!” I yell at her and open the door.

“Good morning! Took you long enough.” she rolls her eyes at me and hurries inside, before I can say anything.

“Morning, and please do come in.” I say sarcastically. “I just woke up, or I mean you just woke me up! What are you doing here so early?” I ask shutting the door and turning to her.

“Early? It’s already noon, sleepy head.” she laughs at me. Noon? How long did I sleep? “Come on, get ready. It’s shopping day and you’re coming with me!”