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part 8

Part 8

Ciara
I decided to stay. I knew I would regret it later, but i just turned my phone off and parked my car in his garage. Rico was so sweet to me. He found a shirt and some sweats for me to wear, and ran me some bath water. He wasnt pushy or anything. He gave me towels and wash cloths then closed the door and left me alone. Part of me wanted him to stay. I knew I shouldn't, but I wanted to feel his touch. I wanted him to bathe me. Wash away all the confusion and pain in my life. Instead I just sat in the tub and cried. I knew that regardless of what steps I decided to take next, the outcome would be bad. Jamaal is definitely gonna kill me once he finds out about this. If Rico gets his hands on jamaal its gonna be bad. Should I just run away? Leave everything behind, start over somewhere else? That would mean leaving my family behind. Through my sobs I hear the door open. Rico appears by my side. He never spoke. He just sat on the edge of the tub and rubbed my back. His fingers caressing  all the pain jamaal had left behind, somehow making it feel better. He started to wash me, all over, as if I wasnt capable of doing so myself....and in that moment, I dont believe I was capable of anything. Anything other than allowing myself to be completely captivated by this man. Allowing his touch to soothe my broken soul. Even when he finished, he never spoke. He draped a towel around my naked body and helped me out of the bathtub. His hands led me to the bedroom, where he dried me off. Then he layed me on the bed face down. I never spoke. I allowed him to guide my body however he saw fit. I was completely open, to anything this man wanted to do to me.....anything. He poured oil on my body and began to touch me in a way that I dont think I had ever been touched before, not even by him. His touch had changed. It was more passionate, softer and delicate. His hands kneading into my tense shoulders. .....Easing along my sides down to my hips...... Caressing  my ass, gliding between my thighs..... I hoped this was the moment when he would just take me. ....🤤He never did though. He continued to rub my body. He turned me over and rubbed me down, paying attention not to miss any part of me. I wonder if he noticed the puddle I left in his bed🤦🏿‍♀️ or the throb in my pussy when his fingers slid between my thighs. Rather he noticed or not, he never acted on it. After he oiled me down he covered me up and turned to leave thw room. As fuckin if!!! Did he really think he could just touch me like that and leave me in here? " Wait...."  He stopped and turned around..... " Will you stay with me? Please dont leave me, I dont wanna be by myself."  Although im sure he wanted to be a gentleman and all that bull shit, I needed to feel him, I wanted his body wrapped around mine. " Okay" was all he said. He stripped down to his boxers and slid under the covers beside me. I turned facing him and slid as close as I could possibly get to him. I couldnt help myself my hands touched him. My fingers danced along his chest and his boxers. His dick began to jump. Slowly finding its way through the peep hole🙈 Right as I was about to put my hand inside his boxers he stopped me. " you not ready for this yet C . Your best friend and son just got kidnapped, you been through hell. Aint no telling what all you been through at home. Just relax. Let me hold you." Did he just curve me though?  Really? Like I  need you to tell me what im ready for. Even though I was mad, I knew he was right. He was trying to do the right thing even though I just completely wanted him to fuck the shit outta me, I could settle for laying in his arms. I instinctively nestled my head between his chin and chest. I found comfort in the way his arms secured my body. The way his legs wrapped around mine. For that moment everything was right. I felt like I was in my happy place. I took solace in him. I loved the peace of just laying there enjoying the feeling he was giving me, because I knew once the morning came, things  would never be the same again.......😳😳😳

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