Chapter 50: Chapter 50
Our car pulls over by the harbor, expelling deeply I couldn't pinpoint why I'm all so nervous suddenly. It's not as if I haven't been with this man countless times in more ways than one; so why am I all jittery? My palms sweaty, my heart skipping at an incredibly alarming pace. Okay, you can do this. It's your first date so why fret? Nothing right.
"This way Miss Sonia." Ivan opens the door revealing a lit walkway leading to the harbor, Elijah in the distance looking all fine and sexy. Smiling at Ivan, I took his hands which helps me down the tinted Range Rover. Kirill appears behind me as my overly large bulky babysitters escort me to my man by the dock. The sheer lace yellow chiffon gown dance
with the night wind, showing off the dangerous slit close to my bikini line expose my gold strap heels curled thigh high on my leg. My hair kept in a neat ponytail, its curls flowing down my exposed back. Elijah's eyes glued on me in wonder and amazement, at some point he adjusts his bow tie looking seconds away from ravishing me. I smile seductively sashaying to this very tall, pale looking man who is dangerous but insanely handsome for me to let go.
"Nia." Stopping in front of him.
"Elijah." I retort in a smile. I watch him watch me standing side by side, soon his lips twitch.
"Come. Dinner is ready."
Climbing up the stairs leading to the deck we sat down in a fancy two sitting round table watching each other. Our gaze never strays away even as chefs came one by one setting out the dinner course. His smouldering gaze meets my amusement twinkling in the night, I could only imagine what is going on in his head sitting there like a king on a throne looking at me hypnotic. I could look at him all day and get sued for gawking at him in a sexy Louis Vuitton tuxedo, brown hair gelled back showing off his distinctive defined jawline, cherry lips and grey eyes. This man is mine.
"You keep staring and you do nothing to work on it."
"Maybe because I'm saving my appetite for something more." I say seductively. He grins devilishly tipping his flute of champagne before sipping it. My hazels follow the way his Adam's apple bub, fuck; this is bad for me. Taking my eyes away looking at the scenery of the fancy boat.
"You did a great job here." His eyes follows mine before coming back to me expressionless watching me like a hungry wolf. Ever the tease, I bite my lips seductively sucking it in slowly pulling it out all moist. His eyes dilates seeming to grow darker and fierce, picking my flute of champagne I purposely let it fall to my chest while sipping it, he watches as it drips down my cleavage.
"Oops." My middle fingers dips in swiping off the liquid feigning innocence or more of
insouciant.
"Do you know what I do to tease like you?"
"Tell me." I taunt.
He smiles roguishly playing with the glass cup. "I tie them to my bed, render them helpless. Then I ravish them in the most carnal naughtiness known to mankind. And when I slip into that wet pussy, I will fuck it so hard watching it grip me for more and more will I give. She will scream my name to the rooftop will I drive her crazy, I will hold her orgasm to the brink of her explosion till she is in tears and then I will let his cum, squirting all over me because it belongs to me. You belong to me." Grey eyes slowly meets mine in a smug standoff.
My throat just dried up, literally.
"Excuse me sir, dinner is served." The head chef snaps us out of the lustful cloud hovering above us.
I try so hard to taste the delicious looking dish instead it tastes like straw why? All my taste buds lies on all Elijah has to offer. It didn't help matters with the way his eye rapes me and I let him loving as his eyes speaks an untold tale. But that has to wait as more pressing issues needs to come to limelight.
"Elijah." He looks at me. "I need to tell you something."
"What is it?" You can do this Sonia. He looks at me awaiting with curiosity though looking more composed than I am.
"I- I..." I can't do it.
He frowns. "Don't you like this? Did something happen?" Shaking my head frantically not wanting him to get me wrong because it's Elijah we are talking about here. He misinterprets
me ending up being pissed.
"I found my brother." Shit. Where did that come from?
"Your brother? When?" He looks at me sceptically leaning forward. Maybe this is the wrong time to tell him he is a father.
"Few days back but that's not the issue."
"So what is it?" Picking up my clutch I pluck out the white stick with two strip lines passing it over to him. He eyes the stick like its poison finally getting to pick it up.
"What is this?" Eyes darting between I and the stick in his hand.
"I am pregnant."