Read Online Until My Heart Stops Beating by Tonya M Barber - Free Book Online Page B
Authors: Tonya M Barber
Ads: Link
he arrived tonight.
The American Airline flight he was on was due to arrive at 10:27 pm. The end of her shift was 11:00 pm. She knew he strategically scheduled his flight at that time so they could meet up at the airport. Usually, that would have excited her but due to the circumstances not so much this time.
After wiping down the bar and filling up the beverage refrigerator, Makeba was more than ready to cash out. Pulling her drawer and placing the end of the night sales receipts on top, she began to walk toward the back of the restaurant.
“The most beautiful sight I’ve laid my eyes on all night.”
Quickly she spun around holding her bank in her hand. She tried not to smile but the sight of him sent a sensation through her body that defied her desires. What made it most difficult for her was the fact that he was not dressed in his normal business attire. This time he had on a pair of jeans, a button up shirt and a pair of tennis shoes. Loving the look and the new style of the man that stood before her, she smiled as she watched him intently as he made his way toward her. Laying her bank down on the counter, she waited anxiously for him to come closer. Standing just a few inches away from each other they both leaned forward allowing their lips to touch engaging in a kiss that made the most intimate part of her throb with desire. Reluctantly, she pulled away taking a deep breath.
“Hey beautiful,” he smiled then licked his lips.
Beaming like the morning sun she said, “Hello handsome.”
“Almost ready?”
Looking down at her, then back up at him, she replied, “Give me a few minutes.”
“Damn Makeba c’mon. I’d like to go ho-“
They turned in the direction from where those words came from and chuckled at the surprised look on her face when she noticed that her and Makeba were not alone.
“Hello Rasheeda!” Declan greeted.
“Hello,” she grinned, turning on her heels retreating back to where she had come from.
Observing Declan ogling her, Makeba leered at him hoping he’d comprehend exactly what she was implying although there was no words spoken.
“I want you,” he mouthed.
Yup, he got the message and she was ecstatic. Closing her eyes, she meditated on his words. This was what she had been waiting for. Earlier she swore she wasn’t spending the night with him tonight but that’s when she thought he wasn’t going to give in to her demands and she had some demands all right. Now that it was confirmed that they desired the same thing, she couldn’t wait to get out of there and into the comfort of a bed with him doing any and everything imaginable to her.
Although her knees trembled and her hands shook, she retrieved her bank, turned on her heels and headed towards the back of the restaurant. Stopping short of the threshold separating the bar from the back, she looked over her shoulders and gave him a look so seductive it made his blood rush through his veins like a tidal wave causing his manhood to elongate alongside his leg like a space shuttle preparing to blast off. Flushed, he surveyed the restaurant elated that it was closed and saved him from the embarrassment of having being seen with a big bulge in the front of his jeans.
Fifteen minutes later, Makeba walked out to the front of the restaurant with her purse draped over her shoulders. Declan’s forehead creased as he frowned upon seeing that she did not have an overnight bag with her. Perhaps she had forgotten it. That’s what he was thinking.
The American Airline flight he was on was due to arrive at 10:27 pm. The end of her shift was 11:00 pm. She knew he strategically scheduled his flight at that time so they could meet up at the airport. Usually, that would have excited her but due to the circumstances not so much this time.
After wiping down the bar and filling up the beverage refrigerator, Makeba was more than ready to cash out. Pulling her drawer and placing the end of the night sales receipts on top, she began to walk toward the back of the restaurant.
“The most beautiful sight I’ve laid my eyes on all night.”
Quickly she spun around holding her bank in her hand. She tried not to smile but the sight of him sent a sensation through her body that defied her desires. What made it most difficult for her was the fact that he was not dressed in his normal business attire. This time he had on a pair of jeans, a button up shirt and a pair of tennis shoes. Loving the look and the new style of the man that stood before her, she smiled as she watched him intently as he made his way toward her. Laying her bank down on the counter, she waited anxiously for him to come closer. Standing just a few inches away from each other they both leaned forward allowing their lips to touch engaging in a kiss that made the most intimate part of her throb with desire. Reluctantly, she pulled away taking a deep breath.
“Hey beautiful,” he smiled then licked his lips.
Beaming like the morning sun she said, “Hello handsome.”
“Almost ready?”
Looking down at her, then back up at him, she replied, “Give me a few minutes.”
“Damn Makeba c’mon. I’d like to go ho-“
They turned in the direction from where those words came from and chuckled at the surprised look on her face when she noticed that her and Makeba were not alone.
“Hello Rasheeda!” Declan greeted.
“Hello,” she grinned, turning on her heels retreating back to where she had come from.
Observing Declan ogling her, Makeba leered at him hoping he’d comprehend exactly what she was implying although there was no words spoken.
“I want you,” he mouthed.
Yup, he got the message and she was ecstatic. Closing her eyes, she meditated on his words. This was what she had been waiting for. Earlier she swore she wasn’t spending the night with him tonight but that’s when she thought he wasn’t going to give in to her demands and she had some demands all right. Now that it was confirmed that they desired the same thing, she couldn’t wait to get out of there and into the comfort of a bed with him doing any and everything imaginable to her.
Although her knees trembled and her hands shook, she retrieved her bank, turned on her heels and headed towards the back of the restaurant. Stopping short of the threshold separating the bar from the back, she looked over her shoulders and gave him a look so seductive it made his blood rush through his veins like a tidal wave causing his manhood to elongate alongside his leg like a space shuttle preparing to blast off. Flushed, he surveyed the restaurant elated that it was closed and saved him from the embarrassment of having being seen with a big bulge in the front of his jeans.
Fifteen minutes later, Makeba walked out to the front of the restaurant with her purse draped over her shoulders. Declan’s forehead creased as he frowned upon seeing that she did not have an overnight bag with her. Perhaps she had forgotten it. That’s what he was thinking.
Similar Books
