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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
Tippa's eyes were barely open as she responded to the early morning phone call she received. "Hmmm. I am now. What time is it?" "It's 7 am. I know it's early, but I couldn't wait any longer to hear your voice.""You're spoiling me, Ross. I'm not used to this." Tippa laughs softly."This is only the beginning. One day I'll be serving you a hot cup of coffee and breakfast in bed, with a side of me." Tippa smiles happily. "That gives me comfort just thinking about it. Are you growing impatient with my pace for this relationship?" "Honestly, yes. I can't wait. I was thinking this morning that I would enjoy being married to you." "Is that a proposal?" Her eyes flicked open fully."How would you feel if it was…?""I don’t know, so let’s not joke about this, Ross. I haven't even met your family yet, and you haven't met mine. I don’t know what either would think, but I have some ideas, and it isn’t good. Your parents would be lupset! With you running off marrying a girl like me?" She sai
It was a day in September, a day that Tippa will never forget. She had been warned, and you know what they say when you don’t heed warnings: A hard head makes for a very soft and sore behind. Tippa Wilson had no idea how far her fiancé’s parents would go to stop her from marrying their son. She and her family had been threatened. They have caused Tippa to lose her job. She was offered bribes of a large sum of money to end their engagement and disappear. But she never imagined they would go even further on the wedding day. “I was surprised and happy at first when I realized it was my fiancé’s mother at my apartment door. She came unannounced, and of course, I was nervous. I wasn’t appropriately dressed for her visit. I wore jeans and a T-shirt, and my hair was a mess; I tried to quickly make myself look presentable with no success. So, I reluctantly invited her in. You could feel her air of importance. I knew I was being judged, as she hesitated to step across the door sill as if I
Tippa’s move from her home city, New Orleans, to the Big Apple was bittersweet. Having to sell her family's house, car, and furniture was all very challenging and has been difficult. It's just so much stuff her parents have accumulated in a marriage of 25 years. But eventually, everything falls into place. Tippa finally got a buyer for the house; she never imagined she would get so emotional about selling the house. It's been her only home for over 20 years. Finally, she realizes that it's no longer going to be hers in two weeks, as she sits at the table with tears in her eyes. So, she packed her bags and moved to a place where she had family. To cheer herself up, Tippa thought. “I’ve always been fascinated with the Big Apple.” But things weren't quite how she had imagined they would be. Her family was fantastic. Living with her dad's brother, her uncle and auntie, and cousins Julia and Ricky, they were very welcoming and supportive. But admittedly, it was different from where she