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    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad:

    These Walls Can Talk

    By Najya Yasirah


    Chapter 28: Irresistible



    She and Antoine were slow dancing to “I Could Fall in Love With You,” by Selena. Antoine was holding her very close. He caressed her lower back.  His hand squeezed hers. “Ant?” she asked. “Yes?” Reyjah didn’t give a damn anymore. She pressed her lips against Antoine’s. He was shocked, but pleased. She snaked her arms around his neck. Her tongue tickled his lower lip. He allowed it to enter. His mouth was warm and wet. His hands traveled up her body and held her face firmly. Don’t look back, he thought. Keep looking in my direction from this moment on. This kiss was different. It wasn’t an outlet or even a method of getting his rocks off. It was love.

    When he opened the passenger door for her, she stared into his dark eyes. What was she looking for?  He wondered. Hopefully, it was something that he could give her. She had been singing “Irresistible,” by Jessica Simpson and it hadn’t been playing on the radio.


    “I still can’t believe your house, “ she said looking around. Antoine had invited her over after her performance. She had taken off her boots and was looking at the unbelievable collection of medieval weapons. He helped her remove her jacket. His hands brushed against her bare shoulders that caused her to shiver.  He hung it on a coat rack.  “Go ahead, sit down,” he said going into the kitchen. Reyjah turned on the stereo. Jessica Simpson’s new song was playing. “Call me miss Cleo, Ant!” she said, laughing. Antoine shook his head. “You are a friutcake!” he said, his accent growing husky. She began singing “Irresistible” yet again. “You know, I don't know what it is , but everything about you is so irresistible,” she called to Antoine. He laughed as he poured two glasses of champagne. “ Don’t you try and tell me that he's not my type /To idle what I feel inside/ When he makes me weak with desire /I know that I’m supposed to make him wait/ Let him think I like the chase /But I can’t stop fanning the fire /I know I’m meant to say NO /But he's irresistible /Up close and personal/ Now inescapable I can hardly breathe/, More than just physical Deeper than spiritual His ways are powerful/ And irresistible to me (yeah yeah, I can hardly breathe),”  Antoine returned with the champagne. He smiled at her. “Dance with me?” she said. He set the glasses down. They began doing the tango. “ Don’t you think I'm trying to tell my heart what’s right /That I should really say goodnight/ But I just cant stop myself falling (falling)/ Maybe I'll tell him that I feel the same/ That I don’t want to play no game (No) /Cause when I feel his arms wrapped around me I know meant to say NO (I Meant To Say No...)/ But He's Irresistible (Irresistible) /Up close and personal/ Now inescapable I can hardly breathe
    (I can hardly breathe)/ More than just physical/ Deeper than spiritual
    (oh oh yeah) /His ways are powerful/ Irresistible to me…” Antoine had dipped her. When he brought her back up. She smiled coyly. He used that as an excuse to plant a kiss on her lips. His tongue found a new home in her warm , wet mouth. Her tongue had found a new playmate. He picked her up and carried her to the couch, not breaking their bond. He gently laid her down. She sat back up. “You know I don’t drink,” she scolded gently. The song was still playing. 

    “Can’t you see whenever he's close to me/ I really find it hard to breathe/ He’s so irresistible /Baby you know its more than just spiritual/ His kisses are powerful /He's So Irresistible (he’s so irresistible)/ But he’s irresistible (yeah yeah) /Up close and personal (oh yeah) /Now inescapable /I can hardly breathe (I can hardly breath) /More than just physical (oh yeah)/ Deeper than Spiritual /His ways are powerful Irresistible to me…”

    Antoine gave her the flute, anyway. “Just drink, butthead,” he said. She took a swig. “Hmmm, pretty tasty,” she said. Antoine quickly poured his champagne down her cropped tank top. It spilled down to her crotch. “What the…?” Antoine silenced her with a hungry kiss. Their tongues had become very good friends.  He slid her wet shirt off above her head and threw it on the floor. He removed his lips and let his tongue trail down her throat. She tasted even sweeter than the alcohol that he had just poured on her. Her breasts were candy to his mouth. She let out a moan. His wet tongue was making her nipples very erect. He sucked one into his mouth. Yes, this time he was leaving a hickey and there was nothing that she could do about it. “OOOhhh!” she said. Her breathing was irregular. He switched over the other nipple while his thumb played with the other. She gritted her teeth. She was going crazy.  He slid further down her body. He traced circles around her navel. He gently took one in between his lips, and slightly tugged. She jerked. His hands were unzipping and sliding her low-riders even lower until they were on the floor. He caressed the satin of her low-rise panties. Damn, she had underwear for everything.  He pushed the crotch to the side. He put his finger in her mouth. “Pretend it’s Haagen Dazs,” he joked. “And I know you’ll taste just as good.” She licked and sucked on his finger, It made him even more aroused. He slid his finger down her chest. He circled her already hard nipples. He traced along the ripples of her abs. Damn, that was impressive. His finger went down even further. They stroked against her outer lips. She exhaled. He smiled. His finger thrust inside and made circles. She was going wild. He reached down and distracted her with kisses. His tongue was like a curious child. His finger was becoming wet with her. “I want to kiss you somewhere else, Bell.” He growled in her ear. “No arguments here,” she said. “It’s like buffet, all you can eat,” she said. He laughed. She can’t be serious for a damn thing, can she?  He eased off her panties and flung them to the floor. There was flood between her thighs. He was the plumber. He slid back down her body. With his busy hand, he pried her legs apart. “I’m starving,” he said with greed in his eyes. “Go for seconds if you have to,” she said closing her eyes. His tongue pressed against her labia. “Oooohohhh!” she said. He let it run in zig-zags and circles. Her hips began to buck. He wanted more. He wanted it to run down his cheek.  She gripped on to the sides of the couch. The tip of his tongue tortured her clitoris. She shuddered. OOOOOOHHHHH!!!!” Then she exploded. He felt it running down his face. He was satisfied as well as she. He caressed her thigh. 

    He's Irresistible /up close and personal (yeah) /Now inescapable I can hardly breathe (irresistible to me) /More than just physical /Deeper than spiritual His ways are powerful/ Irresistible To Me.... whenever he’s close to me /i really find it hard to breathe he's so irresistable…


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