by Blue Saffire
Lucie had to have an ice cream sundae. Victoria ordered a vanilla cone dipped in caramel, which I found ironic. It was like watching her lick her own skin. The thought alone made me get the same thing.
Chris and Angie both had milkshakes. He insisted on paying for hers. Victoria had a smile on her face as she elbowed me in the ribs, when she saw him fussing over Angie. I wasn’t surprised. Chris is a sucker for a pretty face.
We spent about an hour in the ice cream shop, before I decided it was time to take Lucie home. She could have her pajamas on to watch movies and my mom wouldn’t give me a hard time about having her out late.
Matt and Martina decided to go do their own thing when we got back to the house. Chris and Angie headed for the movie theater, while Victoria came with me. I had to carry Lucie to her room. She was knocked out by the time Matt pulled off from the ice cream shop.
“Let me put on her pajamas,” Victoria said as I retrieved Lucie’s little sleep pants and shirt. “She’s a big girl now, she’s becoming a little lady, it might embarrass her.”
I smirked. I understood where Victoria was coming from. It warmed my heart. I took the hint and waited in the hall. It took her a few minutes, but she had Lucie in her PJs and under the covers sound asleep.
“Lorenzo,” she whispered from the door.
I followed her back into the room to cut the light. Victoria kissed Lucie’s forehead and walked to the door where I stood as I flipped the switch. We headed for the theater moving at an extra slow pace.
“You’re great with my sister. Thanks.”
“I like her. She makes me feel like I’m with Toni.” I could see the longing for her little brother written on her face.
“Maybe we can take the two of them out sometime.”
“I’d like that,” Victoria smiled up at me.
“Wish I would’ve thought of it earlier. I would’ve gone to get him.”
Victoria stopped walking, pulling my arms around her. “It’s the thought that counts. Thank you.” She reached up and kissed me.
“We don’t have to watch a movie if you don’t want to,” I offered as I rubbed her back.
“I won’t be watching it,” she giggled.
I grabbed her hand and picked up the pace to the theater. When we walked in we caught Chris kissing Angie. Victoria laughed so hard, she leaned onto the wall, trying to catch her breath.
Victoria’s laugh was so contagious, it made me laugh. Angie looked completely embarrassed, which caused me to laugh harder. Chris grinned, trying not to laugh with us.
“Oh, my gosh, did you see her face?” Victoria gasped for air. “She almost jumped out of her skin.”
“Shut up, Vic,” Angie scolded.
“Oh, my God, Ang. I love you, but that was funny. I’m sorry.” Victoria still laughed hysterically. “Wait, wait, Lo, did you see Chris? He turned around like it was your dad or somebody coming in. He looked like he was going to run.”
I roared with laughter because that’s exactly what the two of them looked like. “Victoria, please stop, my ribs hurt,” I gasped out, trying to breathe.
“Okay, okay,” she said, calming down. “I’ll be good.”
Victoria bit her lip, trying to hold in her laughter. She staggered over to one of the large chairs, flopping down into it. I watched as she pulled off her jacket.
I fought to control my laughter, while taking off my jacket as well. I sat in the chair next to Victoria, after retrieving the remote to start the movie. I wasn’t about to sit here for two hours, with Victoria in the chair next to me. I motioned with my index finger for her to come to me.
She reached down to unzip her boots and take them off, before climbing onto my lap. I held her to me and slouched down in the oversized chair. I started the movie, as we got comfortable. She was still shaking with laughter. I tried not to start again.
“Hey, Angie,” Victoria called to the row behind us.
“What, Victoria?”
“You still love me?”
“No, you cow.”
“Aw, I guess I should call Aunt Joann and tell her you’re not staying the night with me after all. She should come get you now.”
“Shut up, Victoria. You’re not funny,” Angie hissed. “Lo, why don’t you do something to keep her quiet?”
I took Angie’s advice. Before Victoria could tease Angie anymore, I had her full attention. Instead of gasping from laughter, I had her gasping and moaning in pleasure.
The movie watched the four of us. Victoria had my shirt unbuttoned, as she rubbed at my chest and my back. I wanted to kick the other two out, which made me glad they were there.
Maybe Angie and Chris being there is what made Victoria comfortable with being so close to me, or maybe it was just the fact that she had on more clothes. I ruled out the clothes thought when she grabbed my hand, placing it under her shirt. I was shocked, but didn’t reject her. I knew we could push things a little, with our company in the room, we wouldn’t go too far.
I pulled down the cup of her bra, telling myself she’d be seventeen very soon. Seventeen to twenty sounded a hell of a lot better in my head. I added to that the fact she would be my wife in the not too distant future.
Palming her full breast in my hand, caused a moan to pull from my throat. Her breasts are so full, I deepened the kiss, biting her lip and pinching her hard nipple. Victoria grinds her ass into my lap, rocking slowly.
I grow hard beneath her. I flick her nipple harder, moving to suck on her neck. It was when Victoria’s body shook on top of mine that I realized I’d pushed too much.
I pulled my hands from her body and removed my lips from her neck. Victoria’s moans still filled in my ears, as tremors rocked her body. I groaned at how responsive her body was to mine.
I wanted to move her to the other chair, but each time I tried to touch her, she shook harder. I was having a hard time thinking straight. The look on her was so sexy. I wanted to dip my fingers in her pant to find a taste of her first orgasm.
When Victoria finally gained control of her body, she jumped up from my lap with an embarrassed look on her face. I couldn’t move, I need to collect myself. Before I could stop her, she ran from the room. I forced myself to go after her. I made it into the hall in time to see her duck into my room.
I couldn’t imagine what was going on in her head. When I got in my room it was still dark. Just the light from under the bathroom door, lit the room. I could hear the water running. I went over and tapped on the door.
“Victoria, are you okay?” I whispered.
“No, what was that?” she hissed.
“Baby, if you come out here, I can explain it to you. You’ve had health class, right?”
“Oh, Lorenzo, please just leave. I’ll come back when I’m finished.”
I chuckled on my side of the door. Venny had kept her from so much. I had so much I would teach her.
“Baby, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I’m flattered.”
“Shut up, Lorenzo, this isn’t about you.”
The water shut off. “Victoria, please open the door.”
“Just wait, I can’t right now.” Her breathing was heavy through the door. I could hear her fumbling around inside the bathroom.
“What are you doing?”
“Mind your business.”
“Okay, fine.”
I waited for her to open the door. When she did, she looked at the floor, holding something pink, balled up in her hand. When I realized what it was, I tried to fight back a smile. I reached into the bathroom to grab for her, but she moved away. Backing up against the bathroom counter.
“Please don’t touch me,” she murmured.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, I didn’t know that could happen like that.”
“Yes, sweetheart, it can. I’m sorry, I should’ve known better. I wasn’t thinking.”
She wouldn’t budge from the bathroom, so I stepped inside. I stood in front of her, not wanting to touch her as she aske
d. Victoria quickly shoved her pink secret in her pocket. I tried with everything I had not to snicker, but I couldn’t do it. She looked at me with a killer glare.
“You think this is funny?”
“No, I’m sorry, that’s not what I’m laughing at.”
“Then what’s so funny? And why don’t you button up your shirt?” She fussed.
“Come here, please,” I pleaded, as I started to button my shirt.
She thought about it for a minute, then stepped closer to me. I slowly placed my hands on her hips. I brushed the hair from her ear with my face and whispered.
“I’m laughing because you have something I want.” I told her, reaching into her pocket, snatching out what I wanted. I placed the pink fabric in my back pocket.
“What are you doing, Lorenzo? Give that back.”
“No.” I said, as I locked my fingers in the belt loops of her jeans and pressed my thumbs to her stomach. “Let me keep them. Something special for me,” I whispered.
“Please, don’t, I…why would you want to?”
“You wouldn’t understand, just forget about them. Their mines now, like you,” I whispered to her.
I bent over to kiss her. She was hesitant, but I took care not to push her buttons. My body was still really aware of hers. So I didn’t let the kiss linger. I pulled away, lifting her chin to look in her eyes.
“Are you okay now?” I asked. “Do you want to go home?”
“I’m okay, but I don’t think we should do that again. Lorenzo, can I ask you something?”
“Yes, baby.”
“Will that be what it’s like when we do…?”
I grinned at her. I put my lips to her ear. “No, Victoria, it will be even better,” I whispered.
She looked up at me, surprised. “Really?”
“Yes, I promise.”
“Okay, then I’m glad we’re going to wait. That was…nice, but I want it to be special when we do. Not like that,” she said softly.
“It will be very special. I’m sorry I didn’t realize what was happening. I could’ve stopped before it got that far.”
“It’s not your fault, I felt it happening. I should’ve stopped. Can I ask you something else?”
“Sure.”
“Do you think they noticed?”
“No, trust me. They weren’t paying us any attention.”
“I’m ready to go, if you don’t mind.”
Angie was a little mad that Victoria wanted to leave, but Victoria is a fast thinker. She told Angie they’d better go home to get up for Matt’s party. Angie would have to get up earlier than Victoria did to go home and set up. Angie remembered the party and agreed Victoria had a point. Chris promised Angie he would see her at the party, killing her protest.
Victoria was quiet on the way to her house. Angie gabbed the whole time about Chris, while thanking us for setting them up. I did nothing.
Victoria was the one putting in the texts that set them up. When we got to Victoria’s, I walked them to the door. Angie ran inside, but Victoria stood at the door to talk to me.
“Listen Lorenzo, it seems like we do everything super fast. I do love you, but there are some things I’m not in a rush to do.
“Experiencing… that tonight showed me how fast I was moving and I think maybe we should relax on the physical stuff. I’m much more attracted to you then I realized. You always have control of yourself and I want to do the same. I feel like I might be sending you mixed messages and that’s not what I mean to do.”
“Victoria, I don’t mind slowing down if that’s what you want. I never planned to take it any further than I know you can handle. I know you’re not ready for that. I promise to think more clearly. What happened shouldn’t make you ashamed, and the fact that it did means we’re moving too fast. We’ll move at your pace,” I assured her.
“Good night, Lorenzo. I love you.”
I kissed her forehead. “Good night, Beautiful. I love you, too.”
chapter Twenty
Not Now
Victoria
Things were going great with Lorenzo. We had relaxed a whole lot with the physical stuff, since the night in the movie theater. Lorenzo managed to be close to me and help me focus on just showing we were happy to be together. Not so much turning things into needing to melt into each other. I was content with his just holding me while we watched TV.
We spend all our time together. I’m always either at his house or he’s at mine. His mom always looks so nervous when he takes me to his room.
So, he always leaves the door open to help her relax. We play video games and talk for hours. Most times, I would crawl into his lap and fall asleep, while he talks to me and plays in my hair.
When we’re at my house, we would hang out on the couch in my room and watch movies. That’s when Angie and Chris aren’t there. When they came over, we spend more time in the game room. They’ve become close since the party for Matt. We all had a great time at his party.
Lorenzo and Matt were like twin pit bulls the whole day. Whenever other guys would even step in my direction one of them would appear to either block the way or grab me to show I was taken. It was funny to watch.
Angie, Martina, and I laughed hysterically at them the entire time. Martina would even call the guys over to see Matt and Lorenzo react. It was just that amazing.
On Fridays and Saturdays, Lorenzo would go get Toni to hang out with Lucie and us. Toni was a little annoyed at first. He didn’t like the way Lorenzo would hang all over me.
However, when he realized how happy I was and that Lorenzo meant no harm they became best friends. Toni would follow Lorenzo and Chris around and Lucie would be at Angie’s and my side.
I was glad my dad let Toni come to see me. It made me feel a lot better. Lucie and Toni were getting along so well. I think Lucie has a crush on Toni. Toni likes that she laughs at his jokes. Lucie also knows a lot about Lorenzo’s cars, which impressed Toni. I stay away from those conversations.
Things are great. Lorenzo has picked a school in New York and will travel back and forth to classes, which means we’ll still get to stay together. Things between us are going so well that our fathers weren’t pressuring us about the promise.
Sometimes we talk about our wedding. “Our dads are going to stand beside us at our wedding, holding us at gunpoint,” I snickered, one day. I put my fingers to Lorenzo’s head, in a pretend gun. “Say I do, Kid.”
Lorenzo snorted. “You joke. I can see it,” he shook his head, his words coming out dryly.
Lorenzo never found that as funny as I do. He believes they would if they had to. I’ve learned to shrug the whole thing off.
Everyone was excited about my birthday party. “It will be a day full of special surprises, my father promises.
“Everything has come together perfectly,” Maria sung excitedly last night. All her plans had worked out the way she wanted. We’d been hearing about it all day.
I woke the morning of my birthday and the party, expecting one of the greatest days of my life. Not knowing it would start just as that, only to end as something else.
Maria had me up by seven in the morning. Everything was starting at twelve. I had showered and eaten breakfast and was back in my room by eight. The hair stylist and makeup artist went straight to work.
It was nine when Lorenzo text me to tell me he was downstairs being tortured by Maria and her team. Maria left no stone unturned. Lorenzo had his own grooming team, plus Carlos to dress him.
Me: So happy you’re here. Love you.
I replied to his text. I tried to stay as still as possible while the hair stylist brushed and pulled at my curls, straightening them so that my hair could be re-curled into the large barrel curls, Maria wanted for my first look.
“Let’s go. I need yous all need to pick up the pace,” Maria entered the room, rushing everyone.
“This is her first dress,” Maria said to the assistant she brought in for the day, as she hung up the dress.
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nbsp; Maria was already dressed in a lilac colored sundress that showed off her long legs, with a pair of white pumps to match the piping on her dress. As Maria fussed, Lorenzo sent me another text.
Lorenzo: Love you too. Happy Birthday. How are you?
His question made me think for a second. I was excited, but I was also disappointed. I wanted my mother to be here for this. This was something my mother had wanted to do for me.
I’d hoped all week that Maria would have a change of heart and let my mother come. I wasn’t sure how to ask Maria, so I never did. I decided to text Lorenzo the truth.
Me: Thank you. A little sad.
He texted me back faster than I thought possible. I hadn’t looked away from the phone before the next text came in. I sighed as I read it.
Lorenzo: What’s wrong?
Me: Wish my mom was here.
Lorenzo: Sorry.
That was so Lorenzo, apologizing for something he didn’t do. I wanted to see him. All of this poking and pulling at me was getting on my nerves.
After about two more hours Maria was back. “It’s time to get her dressed,” she shrieked.
Her assistant pulled my first dress from its bag, while Maria pulled me from my seat. After I stepped into the dress and they zipped me in, Maria dragged me into the closet. I stood before the mirror to get my first look.
The dress was beautiful. It had a V shaped neckline, with thin straps and a tight bodice that zipped at the back. The top was white, but the shirt, flared out to just below the knee with a deep teal at the base that faded up into the top of the dress, disappearing into white.
My hair was in huge curls with the front pulled off my face, into a diamond crusted barrette Maria had gotten made for me. I felt like a princess.
Maria’s face beamed as she looked at me through the mirror. Carlos entered the closet holding a shoebox, followed by a young woman holding jewelry boxes. He gasped and purred as he saw me.
Carlos gave the shoes to Maria’s assistant. She dropped to the floor to put the jewel covered high-heeled sandals on my feet, fastening them around my ankles.
“Maria, I don’t know which one is more gorgeous. Victoria or her edible date. He looks amazing in his suit. Happy Birthday, Victoria,” Carlos sang.