Ross needed to have a very important conversation with Tippa and equally she had many questions for him that he needed to answer before she could go any further with him. She couldn’t risk losing her job again over a man she barely knew. It happened once, and she wasn't about to let it help again. “Would you like to go out with me, Tippa?” Ross decidedly asked after answering her questions.“Well, I do, but…will I be taking another risk that will cost me my livelihood?”“I had a conversation with my parents, and I made it clear to them, Tippa, how I felt about what they did and that I have different views from them on how I want to live my life. So, will you go out with me?”She wondered, 'Will I be able to ignore one of the most handsome men who has ever shown me attention for the first time in my life? Is he seriously interested, as he confessed? Should I give in and examine him beyond phone calls to see if he's something more than what meets the eye and a man of his word?" Her mind
When Ross contacted Tippa she asked him many questions that he needed to answer. She couldn’t risk losing her job again over a man she barely knew. “Would you like to go out with me, Tippa?” “Well, I do, but…will I be taking another risk that will cost me my livelihood?”“I had a conversation with my parents, and I made it clear to Tippa how I felt about what they did and that I have different views on how I want to live my life. So, will you go out with me?”She wondered, 'Will I be able to ignore one of the most handsome men who has ever shown me attention for the first time? Is he seriously interested, as confessed? Should I give in and examine him beyond phone calls to see if he's something more than what meets the eye and a man of his word?“Yes, Ross, I will go out with you. But I want to take it slow.”Tippa admittedly found it exciting and risky. That night, without realizing it, she took her first step in being risky by saying yes.“Ross, I’m glad we had this little chat, bu
Ross watches the exquisite young lady's every movement with precision. From the time she steps inside his red Lamborghini, she relaxes against the leather interior. Ross couldn't have imagined that he would be taking a girl like Tippa out on a date.It's a unique sensation for Tippa to be closely examined by a guy. In her past relationship, it was almost as if she was invisible. Her ex-boyfriend never complimented or ever told her Tippa she looked nice. Not even by his facial expression. And yet, that became the norm for her, and it was acceptable then.But now, she's more of a mature young woman. Tippa pays attention to whether a man is truly attracted to her, especially a man like Ross, who is so different from anyone she's ever dated before. She does not want to mistake this feeling of attraction for anything else.Tippa, however, could say with some certainty that a man at this level had so closely scrutinized her. It is pretty....compelling. Tippa softly clears her throat after a
Even though at the moment Tippa didn't have an answer to her questions. Looking at his handsome face, she thought, 'opposites truly are strongly attracted to one another,' and there was nothing neither of them could do about the intense attraction they felt.They ordered their drinks and the conversation ensued. Ross wanted to know what she was doing here in New York? And she wanted to know his intentions in being so bold with a girl like her who is far from wealthy? The first thought entered her mind, 'if he thinks I'm one of those types of girls who is crazy about money. He's about to be surprised.' Because Tippa had no intentions in this encounter leading up to an orgasm night to prove anything to him.She went on to explain partially what motivated her to come to New York. Tippa's fingertips squeezed the slender stem of her wine glass, bringing it up to her lips. Taking a sip, she let the rich, tart liquid roll in her mouth before sliding down her throat. Ross's eyes were fixated
Ross leads her to the dance floor in front of the other couples. He left her with no doubts that he was proud to be seen with her. Now, all Tippa hoped for was his firm legs and their deliberate strides to bring her near him. Tippa only knew what his hands could do to a woman. Admittedly, she desired to experience all the details as he held her close in his arms.The sound of his voice softly begins to sing in her ear. Her face gently laid on his broad shoulder. The scent of Ross's cologne made an immediate impact. The minute her body came into proximity to his powerful frame, she instantly melted on the inside. His male hand stroked along her slender waist, slowly gliding down to the lower curvature of her back. Ross towered over her 5ft 6inch frame, bringing his warm, sexy lips to her neck. His hand grazes the side of her face and hair. Teasing her earlobe with his slender fingers.Tippa could feel his chest expand with deep breaths. Their hips swayed smoothly against one another
Tippa’s almond shaped light brown eyes expanded at his proposition uttering. “Ross!” “What? You don’t see yourself being my girlfriend? Come on, let’s keep it real, Tippa. We’ve kissed several times. Do you go around just kissing guys?” “No! No, I don’t. That just happened, and I don’t know why.” She said, almost in a confused tone of voice. "He brushed his thumb across the palm of her small hand, making her shiver and yet calm down. "My lady, I know it’s hard to believe, but my darling, we are so past the introduction stage. We kissed on our very first date." Ross says in one breath leaning in and kissing her lips lightly again, sucking them gingerly whispering. "Say yes....be my lady." Tippa's eyes were closed from the warm, sensuous contact of his mouth on hers. Then, with their lips touching, she says, "I'll be your lady." She gently bites his bottom lip passionately, and she then turns and opens the car door as she exits. "I'll see you Sunday afternoon. Oh, I forgot somethi
Ahhh, secret desires. We all have them, whether we admit it to ourselves or not. It doesn't matter who you are, rich or poor. Or where you live, or what you do. We all secretly desired something, or often someone. Ross's secret desires, his yearnings he held close to his heart. But now that he's been seeing Tippa, he's illuminating. Now, he knows who he wants and what he wants to be. Ross has secretly desired something far different from the picture his parents painted for him of marriage. Pulls his car up to the curb outside Tippa's apartment door. They managed to experience another sweet date. Every night for the past six weeks has been amazing for Ross courting Tippa.Ross went to the other side of the car to open the door for his lady. As she stepped out, he stood in front of her, leaning against the inside of the open car door, protecting Tippa from the cold night air. Ross tells Tippa, "I enjoy you," he whispered as his head lowered to align with hers."Thanks, I've been enjoy
The anticipation of picking up Tippa again tonight. Ross pulls his car up to the curb outside Tippa's job at Royal. He stands out front looking like a tall drink of something delicious, leaning against the inside of the open car door. Ross always has sexy music playing with the volume turned up in his ride. Once again, after work, they have been managing to experience a sweet date night. Every night for the past six weeks has been amazing for Ross, courting Tippa. She walks up to him standing there with the car door open.“Hi, how was your day?” Tippa asked.“Perfect, now that I’m seeing you.”Tippa sighs, smiling, “what am I going to do with you?”He pulls her close, taking her in his arms. “Love me more.”“It’s impossible not to. She flicks her eyes up at him making him melt as he studies her lips and shape of her mouth. “Ross, speaking of love. It’s been a minute since you mentioned this proposition you have for me. What is it? I’ve tried to be patient, but now I’m just feeling