No Ordinary Romance (9 page)

She grabbed her studded
clutch and pulled her black hooded cloak out of the closet. She was
ready for an evening full of excitement and dancing. She was
determine
d to raise a pot full of money for
the Cabbage Patch Foundation tonight. Connie and Laura double dated
with Laura's lovers at last year's dance. Donald and Lawrence
Hughes turned out to be fascinating dates. Connie tried not to
judge Laura's lifestyle because of her background, but it was
obvious to everyone including Laura that the brothers were besotted
with her.

The Hughes brothers wouldn't attend tonight.
They were still mourning Laura, but they honored her memory by
sending a $250,000 check for the cause. She heard rumors that they
put up a million dollar reward for any information regarding
Laura's murder. She didn't know if anyone ever collected, all she
knew is that she missed her friend.

***

The Valentine's Day dance was a huge success.
Hundreds of people milled around the ballroom networking and
socializing with acquaintances before dinner was served. Connie
wasn't surprised at the turnout; the Valentine's Day dance was the
most popular fundraiser even at $1000 per person. She figured it
was a cheap way for rich people to celebrate the holiday.

This year she and her organizers decided on a
new venue with a better menu. Prime rib instead of rubbery chicken,
they even planned a vegan meal for the vegetarians in the audience.
Connie got up and gave her speech; thanking everyone in attendance
for their support. She also used this opportunity to share the
progress of the foundation. People liked knowing that the money
they donate to a worthy cause is actually paying off.

Connie knew the precise moment Thomas walked
into the ballroom. A chill ran over her body causing the fine hairs
on her neck to rise. She had trouble swallowing as she struggled
through the rest of her speech. She hadn't seen him yet but felt
the intensity of his gaze boring a whole inside her chest. Was it
fear or was it excitement? She gave a toast, lifting her glass of
champagne to the attendees, wishing them joy and a pleasant
evening.

Shortly after her speech, the dancing
commenced. Samantha's dress selection was on point, she was correct
in thinking that a majority of the women would be sporting red. .
Connie's gown was unique and stood out in the sea of red. She had
danced three times before Thomas grabbed her hand whisking her off
onto the dance floor. "I didn't expect to see you tonight."

"Where else would I be on Valentine's Day,
than with my valentine?" Thomas pulled her closer until their faces
were only inches apart. "By the way nice speech. I think your
foundation took in a pretty penny tonight."

Connie leaned even closer, letting the full
weight of her body rest against him. Her three inch heels almost
made them even in height; her cheek touched his as Thomas pulled
her yet closer again until she felt the warmth of his ever growing
erection. "I've missed you Thomas."

"I'm glad. That means my grand scheme to make
you long for me has worked." He held her tightly in his arms
savoring the feel of her body against his. "I want you badly
Constantina. Come take a walk with me."

As the dance ended, Connie allowed Thomas to
lead her from the ballroom. At that moment, a cameraman from one of
the local newspapers took a picture of them. Connie cringed at the
thought of the picture being in the newspaper, the last thing she
wanted is to be tagged as Thomas Galvin's new plaything.

Thomas knew the layout of the Carruther's
Center well; he escorted Constantina into the music hall far away
from the festivities in the ballroom. He locked the door behind him
and pulled her into his arms kissing her with all the passion
residing in his body.

Connie responded in kind, opened her mouth
allowing herself to enjoy his kiss and domination. It didn't stop
with a kiss. Thomas clutched her ample behind, pulling her closer
to his raging hard-on. Not even as a wayward teenage had she felt
so sexually charged. She unbuckled his pants felt the tip of his
heat brush against her hands.

"Not now Constantina." Thomas whispered
against her lips. He pressed her against the wall and got on his
knees lifting up her dress. "Hold this; I've got a special gift for
my valentine."

Connie held her dress above her waist as
Thomas toured her body with his hands and lips. She never got into
oral sex; most of the men tried but could never get her off because
of her condition. "Thomas I know what you're trying to do, but I
have to explain...

Thomas heard the anxiety in her voice and
stood back up clasping her face. "What's wrong baby, what do you
have to explain?"

Connie twisted out of his grasp and began
pacing the floor. The last thing she wanted to do on Valentine's
Day is explain her inability to achieve an orgasm. Well at least
she never had with any of her lovers. "Thomas when I was a child I
got caught in a fire, the lower half of my body sustained second
degree burns. I didn't realize until I was an adult that I lost
some sensation in my sexual organs. I know what you were about to
do, and I don't want to disappoint you."

"Constantina calm down, are you telling me
that you've never experienced an orgasm?"

Connie's face flushed with embarrassment; she
stood in the middle of the room feeling like a freak. This is the
main reason why she tried to stay away from Thomas. She felt stupid
and inadequate standing in front of this man who exuded sex. "Only
at my own hand, because I took the time to bring about my release.
The men I've been with never knew about my condition. Why didn't
you listen to me when I told you this wouldn't work?"

Thomas made up his mind that his beautiful
Constantina wasn't going to leave this room without an orgasm from
his hand. His arm circled her waist as he steered her to the baby
grand piano. He unhinged the top board prop of the piano. He sat
Constantina on the top board and retrieved the piano bench sitting
it in front of her legs.

Connie finally came to her senses, "Thomas I
think we should go back to the ballroom."

"We're not leaving this room until I show you
what it feels like to be my woman." He sat on the bench between her
legs and draped them over his shoulders. He rubbed her legs loving
the feel of the silk thighhighs. He kissed her inner thighs before
swiftly removing her thong.

"Thomas..."

"Lay back and enjoy this Constantina, you'll
find that I'm a man of my word." He pocketed her thong and peeled
spread her labia. Thomas took his time licking her wetness with the
flat side of his tongue. He heard the catch in Constantina's voice,
but he hadn't the heard the sound that said he was successful in
pleasing her.

Connie felt his tongue glide over her nether
lips, but just like before she only felt the pressure. "Thomas
maybe we should just forget about this."

Thomas refused to stop he wrapped his tongue
around her clit and moved his fingers deep inside her trying to
gauge her reaction to his probe. He was beginning to get somewhere
when her legs began to bump against his shoulders.

His probes became deeper and rougher, and he
sucked her clit showing no mercy until he heard Constantina scream
his name. Her hips began rocking against his hand as he continued
rotate his hand and the manipulation of her clit. Eventually, she
came with her thighs press hard against his head.

"Thomas! O my goodness I didn't think I could
feel that."

Thomas licked up all of her essence and took
his handkerchief to wipe up any additional moisture. He stood up
and helped her down from the top board of the piano. He grabbed her
face and kissed her thoroughly. "Invite me to you home Constantina.
I want to finish what I started in this room."

Connie was still in a daze, she couldn't
believe she just had the most bomb diggity of all orgasms in the
music room at the Carruther's Center during the Valentine's Day
dance. "Yes Thomas, come home with me." She straightened out her
dress and fingered her hair back into place. She held out her hand
expectantly, and Thomas ignored her.

"Your panties are mine; they're my prize for
all the trials you put me through."

Connie smiled at first, but her smile quickly
turned into a frown when she sensed that he was serious. "Thomas
I'm not leaving this room without my panties."

Thomas grinned, enjoying Constantina's
discomfort as he headed towards the door. "Suit yourself."

"Thomas I'll make it worth your while. I have
a whole dresser full of sex toys that I'm dying to use with you, on
you."

Thomas took the thongs out of his pocket and
kneeled down helping her pull up the thong panties. He couldn't
help himself his kissed his way up her legs before he let her dress
drop back into place. "You are such a tease." He clasped her hand
and kissed her once again before leaving the room. "How much longer
do you have to stay?"

"Oh for about another hour or so. It shows
bad taste for the hostess to leave the party while it's still in
full swing."

"I'll give you one hour before I carry you
out of here. I don't care if the party is still in full swing or
not."

***

Connie and Thomas left the music hall, they
shared a few more dances together before she circulated the
ballroom, thanking donors for coming and supporting the foundation.
When Connie left the party, it was well after midnight. She caught
Thomas's eye she nodded to him that she was leaving.

She made it to her home twenty minutes later;
she barely got her coat off when she heard the knock at the front
door. She opened the door for Thomas letting him into her home.
"Welcome to my home Thomas."

Thomas shrugged out of his tuxedo jacket and
draped it across one of the chairs in the living room. "Take me to
your bed Constantina, let me know that you want me the way I want
you."

Connie turned out the lights in the living
room as she led Thomas back to her bedroom. Thomas wrapped his arms
around her waist, kissing the back of her neck as he bumped her
towards the bed. He deliberately pressed his erection into her
backside, willing her to feel his desire for her.

He moved around her body, sat on the bed
loosening his tie and shirt throwing them both aside. Her mouth
went dry at the sight of his broad shoulders and smooth chest.
"Thomas..."

"Yes baby I'm here." She held her breath as
he began to undress her. She stood there letting him have free
reign over her body. Her shawl and dress quickly hit the floor
leaving only her bra, thong, and silk thighhighs. The diamond stud
in her belly button mesmerized Thomas. With hands on her hips,
Thomas lowered his mouth onto her stomach, flicking his tongue over
the diamond and her belly button.

Connie's stomach concaved under Thomas's
lavish attention to her belly button. She ran her hands through his
short dark hair, encouraging his strokes. "Thomas I need to see the
rest of you."

Thomas gave her stomach one last lick before
standing and removing his pants. "Tell me what you want."

Connie was on fire for Thomas, he was
touching her breasts making her nipples pebble as he rubbed the
lacy bra against her. "I want to taste you." She stuck her hands in
his jockeys, lowering them until his penis sprung out. She wasn't
surprised to see that his cock was impressive as the rest of him,
especially in length and girth.

She got on her knees taking the head of his
thick length deep into her mouth. He tasted tangy and salty with a
little bit of man thrown in. Thomas put his hands on her head as he
guided his cock into her mouth. The pressure from her mouth
triggered his orgasm.

Thomas pulled out of her mouth and sat back
down on the bed. He toed off his shoes, removing his pants, socks,
and underwear onto a heap on the floor. He pulled her up off the
floor in between his legs, taking his time treasuring her body with
his lips, tongue, and hands. "I need to see all of you. Don't ever
hide your body from me.

Never in her life had Connie been so in tune
with one of her lovers. She got tired of Thomas manipulating her
nipples with her lacy bra; she removed the irritating piece of lace
offering her breasts to his mouth. He didn't disappoint her, he
took turns sucking and nibbling on each breast giving them equal
consideration.

Thomas couldn't get enough of Constantina.
She was in all her glory with a thong, thighhighs and shoes. "Take
off your shoes and thong, leave the thighhighs, they're turning me
on. He propped her up as she kicked off her shoes. She kept eye
contact with him as she smoothed the thong from her body and
dropped them with the rest of her clothes on the floor.

Connie seemed to be in a trance Thomas is
such a man. She watched him as he grabbed his pants, grabbing a
handful of condoms. "That's a little optimistic of you isn't
it?"

"What is a man without hope? I was hoping
like hell that this is how the night would end." He ripped one of
the condom open offering it to her to put it on him.

Connie didn't hesitate; she rolled the condom
up his hard length in anticipation of riding him. "Take me Thomas
don't make me wait any longer."

"No baby, I want you to take me. I'll be
damned if this will be just sex. You will feel me when I get deep
inside you, deeper than any other man."

Connie climbed on his lap, grabbing hold of
his shoulders, and lowered herself onto his stiff erection. She
felt him more than previous lovers strictly because of his girth.
Just like before, at first she only felt pressure. Thomas was
watching her gauging her reaction, he put his hands on her hips and
began moving with her. He took his time moving inside her, and then
he tilted her in such a way that she felt herself spiraling out of
control. "Thomas!"