Dwayne Johnson / Reader - Part 4
Dwayne led you to sit in front of the sofa and put some pillows on the floor so you didn’t have to sit on the hard surface. After closing the curtains he sat on the sofa and guided you to lean back so you would be able to relax your shoulders as well as your arms. He placed his hands on your shoulders and asked "Is this alright? Are you comfortable?" while pressing and squeezing your muscles firmly to find the perfect intensity; he wanted this to be relaxing and tension-relieving but he didn't want you to experience any discomfort. Dwayne assured you that he was going to be gentle and encouraged you to tell him immediately if something hurt, if he was pressing too hard for example. You took a deep breath and sighed "Okay" as you exhaled.
Dwayne started massaging your shoulders with slow, round movements. His fingers found the tensed muscles of your back, shoulders and arms and despite your difficulties to relax enough, especially in the beginning of the massage, after ten minutes you noticed that you felt entirely comfortable and enjoyed the massage very much... until your mind got distracted again. Dwayne commented a couple of times that your back needed regular treatment because he managed to find... or more like stumble on... some aching spots that made you jerk and gasp when he pressed them by an accident. He skipped those spots because he knew that if he started to massage them any further, they would most likely get sore and he didn't want that.
You sat in front of Dwayne with your eyes closed and concentrated on breathing and just relaxing your shoulders, or you tried at least. You were both mainly silent, partially because Dwayne had a feeling that you were not in a mood to have a conversation of light small talk but mostly since he wanted you to concentrate on staying relaxed, which you constantly struggled with for some reason. Dwayne was right in a way; you were not in a mood for a small talk but he was also wrong because you did want to talk... the subject however was not exactly a very light one. You wanted to explain the reason behind your cynicism but you just didn't know how to begin that conversation. This stressing out was constantly making you tensed up and as a result Dwayne had to remind you to stay relaxed because if you didn't, the massage could do more harm than good.
Then suddenly you couldn't take the silence anymore. You couldn't take it because you were constantly thinking how rude and negative you had been and therefore you had to apologize.
- I'm sorry for the earlier. you said after a long silence. "Believe or not, I am not usually so pessimistic and cynical" you added with a deeply apologetic tone.
- It's okay, the phone call was a mood-kill, I get it. Dwayne replied and continued massaging your shoulders.
- It's not... I mean... it was... but it is not the only reason. you replied and inhaled deep. Dwayne felt your body getting tensed up and therefore he stopped massaging you immediately.
- Oh? he commented, moved his hands on your shoulders and kept them there. He stroked your shoulders with his fingertips very lightly, hoping that it would calm you and help you to say what you wanted to say.
- The thing is that I am turning thirty-five today and... you said and after a deep sigh, you added "I had this plan... for my life, you know?" Dwayne didn't comment at this point and therefore you decided to explain further. "And by the time I turned thirty-five I was supposed to have my life in order" you spoke with a tone that was filled with sadness and disappointment, most likely more than you would have wanted to reveal.
- Well... despite of not really knowing you... Dwayne began with a cautious yet friendly voice. "...I dare to say that to me your life seems quite alright" he continued after a quick inhale.
- Yeah, I know and I do like my life... you stated, trying to sound as cheerful and sincere as possible but for some reason it was very challenging at the time. You were embarrassed that you were in the middle of an age-crisis when you should have just had fun and enjoy the delightful company of the hottest guy in Hollywood.
- But? Dwayne asked and moved to caress your neck very softly. His touch made your skin feel electrified and in any other day you would have just disregarded your worries instantly but today, on your thirty fifth birthday, it was impossible. The truth was that you had worn a brave face the entire day and now it was getting late, you were getting tired and therefore the mask was getting too heavy to carry.
- But I have always assumed that when I turn thirty-five, I would have an apartment of my own, have a somewhat successful career and... you spoke with a slightly shaky tone and paused to think for a moment; you were saying too much and being too open about your mental crisis but you just needed to get it out from your chest so he could understand that you were not a bitch or the most pessimistic person in the world. "...I would be in a somewhat serious relationship..." you continued accompanied by a bitter chuckle. "...But instead I live in a rented apartment, work in a low-paid job with no career-prospects whatsoever and my love life..." you added and chuckled again which turned into a hysteric laughter and eventually died with a gasp because you were getting dangerously near of cracking and bursting into tears, which was something that you didn't want to do because it would have been embarrassing as well as pathetic; it most likely would have made you look like an attention whore in Dwayne's eyes and therefore breaking down right now was a no-no.
- I'm sure it is not that bad. Dwayne commented while stroking your earlobes and massaging them between his thumbs and index fingers.
- Well, there really isn't any... you admitted and then continued by stating with a somewhat bitter tone "...Only countless first dates that never lead into anything." Dwayne sighed as he tried to find words to comfort you but the truth was that he was able to imagine how frustrating it could be if you tried to find someone special but nothing ever worked out. His different was so different; he had not been looking for anything and he had been very happy with the life he had... until he had seen you, talked with you and been close to you for that short moment on the stage. It had been the point in his life when he had gotten a feeling that maybe there could be something more... maybe something more would be better than what he had now. Dwayne himself was forty years old but he had been so caught up in his career that he had not stopped to think about settling down... besides he was not sure if settling down was even possible in show business.
- I always thought that this would be the time to take a look at my life and give myself a mental hug for accomplishing something. you stated and then continued with a barely audible tone "But I haven't accomplished anything and therefore I feel like I have failed." You knew that it was somewhat stupid to pour your hear out to a stranger, especially since the stranger had a successful career of his own and you really didn't want him to pity you or even worse... to think that you wanted him to feel sorry and somehow responsible for you. It was not your goal at all and you hoped that Dwayne knew it. You just wanted to explain why it was so damn difficult to relax... and to open your heart to him.
- But... this is a nice apartment. Dwayne commented.
- It is. you admitted.
- You do not hate your job, do you? he stated with a friendly voice.
- No... I don't. you responded. Dwayne smiled briefly and added
- And as a man I can say that any guy would be lucky to have you-
- Tell that to the countless first dates who didn't feel the same way for some reason. you snapped and immediately apologized afterwards for attacking him like that. It was not Dwayne's fault and therefore he didn't deserve your cynicism.
- I understand that not achieving the goals you had planned to achieve sucks and makes you question yourself. Dwayne spoke softly. He had had some setbacks as well and knew how it felt to fail, but he also knew that it was important to get back up again and keep going forward. He was silent for a brief moment and then continued "However in my opinion-"
- I should be happy with what I have? you commented with a sarcastic tone and rolled your eyes. Then you sighed "Fuck... sorry" and placed your hand on Dwayne's knee. You caressed it with your fingertips as a gesture of goodwill and hoped that your guest knew that you had not meant to behave like an ungrateful bitch.
- Well... yes... but that was not my point. Dwayne commented with a calm voice. "I think the biggest question is whether you will be willing to change your life if an opportunity presents itself..." he spoke, paused and added "...Or not."
- Yeah. you mumbled with a barely audible tone.
- Let's think about your cynicism for example. he said and then continued. "You are very reserved and sarcastic... which, I suspect..." he said and paused to think whether he dared to voice his conclusions out loud or not. The truth was that he didn't know you and therefore he could be completely wrong but after listening to the silence for a moment, he decided that he had to say what he thought. "...Is a self-preserving mechanism that you have developed to deal with the disappointments and loneliness" he spoke slightly hesitantly.
- I'm not lonely. you stated immediately.
- Okay-okay... Dwayne commented because you had sounded a bit offended for his analysis. "...But you're the one who has beein going on countless dates, just saying" he added with a cautious, yet warm tone.
- Yeah because I want to find that someone... special. you stated, trying to keep your voice as neutral as possible but somehow the subject, which you ironically had chosen yourself, was pushing your buttons a bit more than you had thought it would. "Not because I am lonely, because I am not..." you continued, talking fast like you had been running out of time to say what you wanted to say. Then you paused to catch your breath and added "...But because I want to be loved and to love in return." However you tone sounded a bit more hopeful now and not as bitter and defensive as it had sounded before.
- I get that, but... Dwayne sighed and sighed. "I also get a feeling that you're not ready to open your heart because you're afraid that you might get hurt" he spoke softly. "And therefore you do not make birthday wishes or let people close to you..." he said and then he continued by stating playfully "...And I bet... If I told you that I believe in soulmates and true love, you would tell me that I sound like a Hallmark -movie!"
- Well, you would! you chuckled and burst into laughter.
- I know... Dwayne added and said "...But my point was that you are setting yourself up for a failure when you do not really dare to open your heart and take a risk." You listened to his deep, very pleasant voice, leaned forward and turned your head to look at the man sitting behind you on the sofa. "What?" he asked with a tone that was mixture of amusement and confusion. You smirked at him and said "Nothing."
- I just had to make sure that I am still having this conversation with Dwayne Johnson... you stated and then added "...And not with Doctor Phil."
Dwayne burst into laughter and stated that if his acting career ever crashed, he could always start his own talks-how. "Doctor Rock" you suggested and started to laugh as well. "Offering solid advice with no real qualification but plenty of determination" Dwayne added and after laughing together until you were both out of breath and exhausted, he gestured you to turn to face the other way again. He continued the massage and for his pleasant surprise this time you felt completely relaxed and this time you even shared a lively, lighthearted conversation with Dwayne, which he enjoyed very much... and even the moment when neither of you said anything didn't feel depressing or awkward at all.
- You know this would be easier if you took your shirt off. Dwayne said as he leaned closer to whisper into your ear. He had been massaging you a little over forty-five minutes, of which the first half had been somewhat therapeutic massaging to release tension from your muscles and the second half had been more relaxing and almost sensuous in style. The turning point had been the conversation after which the mood had gotten significantly better and you had been finally able to relax entirely.
- Uhm… you commented and asked nervously “Is that really necessary?” You knew that earlier you had been mentally prepared and ready to have sex with Dwayne... to basically rip clothes off from his body as well as from yours... but now that you were actually facing the possibility of letting some clothes go, you suddenly felt very self-aware and nervous.
- No… but it would make it easier. he stated and continued massaging your neck from both sides with his fingertips while waiting for your reply. “I can also take my shirt off if that makes you feel more comfortable” he spoke into your ear and the suggestion made you blush as well as chuckle a little.
- So… what do you say? he asked and rested his chin on your head, wrapped his arms around you and held you close very tightly. You held your breath for a moment and then sighed “Alright” with a barely audible voice.
- Good. he said and slid his hands to the hem of your shirt and pulled it slowly up, asked you to raise your hands and then pulled the shirt off, leaving you with your bra and skirt. Dwayne put your shirt on back of the sofa and continued massaging your shoulders, arms as well as your upper back. However after few minutes he invited you to sit on his lap, facing him so he would be able to massage your lower back, sides and neck. You got up and sat on his lap with your knees on the both sides of his outer thighs and then slowly helped Dwayne to get his shirt off, revealing his tattoos, the beautiful colored skin and of course... the perfect physique. He welcomed you to lean on him while he massaged your spine from the curve of your lower back all the way to your neck. He found some ticklish spots and sometimes made you jerk because there were some stiff muscles that he wanted to get relaxed.
Dwayne smelled wonderful, a mixture of his cologne and him, and he felt amazing, so warm and soft but at the same time firm and safe. You wrapped your arms around him and rested your head against his shoulder which was a position that offered you an opportunity to fell the muscles of his back and to brush the skin of his neck with your lips. You sighed into Dwayne's ear occasionally that he felt amazing and his touch was just incredible and sometimes you just made sultry "Mmm" -sounds to make sure that he knew that you enjoyed being close to him. Besides, you were feeling increasingly excited and aroused even. You had felt tired and your mood had been a bit low but now that you were hugging Dwayne and enjoying every second of it, you had started to feel strangely electrified and energized. It was like his touch was making you feel more alive than you had ever been before and you couldn't stop your curiosity from growing; what it would be like to take things further with Dwayne? You didn't do one-night stands or hookups... Dwayne was going to leave tomorrow and it would make this thing just a random encounter... but... still... you wanted him... you needed him, right here and right now.
- I will now open the hooks of your bra, is that alright? Dwayne said and then added "You don't have to take them off, don't worry. There just are some muscles that-"
- Okay. you said with confident and somewhat excited voice and Dwayne opened the hooks of your bra without any fuss. He slid the straps off your shoulders and brushed your back up and down. "Much better" he said and focused on the areas that had been beyond his reach before. You shivered a little and your skin got filled with Goosebumps.
- Are you cold? he asked and when you responded "A bit, yeah", Dwayne reached to take a blanket that was neatly folded on the sofa. You leaned a back while he searched the corners of the blanket and let your bra fall off. You slid the straps off completely and threw the garment to the floor, leaving you sit in front of Dwayne completely topless. He made a silent "Uhm" -sound and for a moment he able to do anything but to stare at your naked chest. Suddenly you felt embarrassed for your boldness and covered your breasts by partially folding your arms.
- I'm sorry. you sighed and reached to grab your shirt from the back of the sofa, but Dwayne stopped you by grabbing your hand and shaking his head in a calm matter.
- Don't be. he said and spread the blanket on your back, guided you to lean on him again and wrapped his arms around you.
- You feel so good... Dwayne spoke with a soft voice into your ear. He felt your breasts getting pressed against his chest, your delicate skin against his as your chest kept falling and rising in a very calm pace. "...But I didn't come here for a hookup" he added with a tone that was warm and slightly hesitant. Dwayne didn't want to embarrass you or to make you feel rejected. He just kind of had made a decision before coming here; he wouldn't let things escalate because he didn't want just physical this time.
- I know. you responded and then spoke against his neck "But I think you should lay me down on that pile of pillows, kiss me and then we'll see where it will lead." Your voice was sultry and the feeling of your lips on Dwayne's neck, brushing and occasionally nibbling the sensitive skin in the most delicious ways, was making him excited... and somewhat aroused as well.
- That is a very intriguing offer. he chuckled and but objected by saying "However I think we should take things slower."
- But there is no time. you sighed and sucked his earlobe gently. "We both know that you are leaving tomorrow" you whispered and shifted yourself to sit a little bit closer. This subtle hip-movement made Dwayne moan a little and you knew that it had felt good for him... you moving slowly against him, almost grinding yourself against his private parts. You repeated the action and Dwayne gasped
- I'm not-
- You are. you said and drew back to look into his big, brown eyes. "And I don't want to just imagine what it could be like" you spoke with a calm smile on your face. "I want to experience... one night without cynicism and sarcasm..." you continued, speaking from your heart, took his hand and guided him to press it on your breast. "No protective walls or self-preserving mechanism. Just you and me" you said and massaged his shoulders as well as his arms while he kept his hand on your breast, not daring to do anything... even breathe.
- The thing is... if we do this now... I know it will be... incredible... Dwayne stammered, cleared his throat and continued with a slightly calmer voice "...And then leaving will be even harder." You smiled at him and shook your head a little. "But I am not leaving tomorrow" he added firmly although he knew that there could be serious consequences if he dared to break his contract.
- Well, I can tell you that I am not very good in bed... you commented and rolled your eyes theatrically "...Or so I have been told."
- Really? Dwayne asked with a deeply shocked tone. You replied with a nod to which Dwayne commented that you should give him their names and he would kick their asses for you. The statement made you laugh. However those comments had hurt you quite a lot at the time and left deep scars to your self-confidence as well as twisted the way you saw yourself. You told Dwayne that you appreciated the thought but most likely you had sucked, so kicking asses was not necessary. "I'm sure you suck just fine" Dwayne gasped as a reaction to your slow yet quite intense and seducing hip-movements.
- So... it most likely will not be incredible" you spoke softly and leaned closer to almost press your lips against his, but just as you were about to kiss him, you stopped and teased Dwayne with a smirk "...And we will show the gods that there is no such thing than inescapable chemistry" you stated, brushing his lips with yours occasionally but not letting him kiss you. The truth was that your previous sexual experiences had been quite awkward and you had not been exactly complimented for your performance, but now you just couldn't care less... you just wanted this to happen tonight and if it meant that you had to seduce the big star, then you were going to try at least.
- Gods, huh? Dwayne asked with an amused tone, mumbling against your lips but letting you to be in charge. He however moved his hand from your breast to your waist because he was not yet entirely convinced whether this was a good idea or not, and sank the fingers of his other hand into your hair. You chuckled as a response and slid your hands on his arms, higher to his shoulders and finally cupped his face.
- So you want us to have sex just to prove me wrong? Dwayne chuckled then stated with a playfully sarcastic tone "And that is not cynical at all!"
- Okay-okay, you have my word... no more sarcasm... you mumbled and brushed your nose against his. You wrapped your arms behind his neck and pressed yourself tightly against his strong torso, allowed your lips to land on his and mumbled "...No more-"
- Is that a promise? Dwayne said and drew back to have eye contact with you. He brushed a strand of your hair behind your ear and asked with a deeply hopeful yet slightly suspicious tone "Will you really open your heart to me?"
- I said one night. you commented with a playful smirk.
- I don't think just one night will work for me. Dwayne stated and added "I want-"
You however muffled his words by slamming your lips against his and sucking his lower lip a little as a sign that it was time to shut up. Dwayne lifted you up and lay you down on the pillows, lowered himself on you and allowed his chest press tightly against yours so he was able to feel your soft curves heaving quite rapidly under him as your heartbeat increased. He kissed you very modestly at first but then the kiss grew deeper and more intimate, but still, just like before, the kiss and the tight embrace were not specifically heading towards sex even though you both were topless now. After getting completely lost into the moment and finding that profound connection again Dwayne finally moved his hand from your side on your breast and changed his touches from sweet and relaxing to arousing. He also shifted himself to lay between your legs and guided you to spread them wide open for him after pulling the hem of your miniskirt higher. He let his hand map your outer thigh, the sensitive skin of the back of your knee and then slowly slid his fingers higher on your inner thigh. He caressed you over your panties and then slipped his finger under the fabric.
- Oh... it seems you really want this. he mumbled against your lips, not really willing to stop kissing you but wanting to make the notion anyway.
- So obvious? you chuckled and bit his lower lip playfully. After that you sucked the slightly bruised skin and slipped your tongue into his mouth, taking full control of the kiss until Dwayne ripped himself off from the slow, very erotic kiss.
- Yeah. And sexy as hell. he said, got up on his knees and took a shameless, long look at you laying on your back, with hardened nipples and your breasts heaving quite rapidly, lips swollen from kissing and legs wide open with your favorite sexy panties clearly stained from arousal. You felt a blush appearing on your cheeks as well as your chest when you noticed a distinctive bulge on the front of Dwayne's jeans. He opened his belt as well as the buttons of his jeans and then undressed your skirt and your panties.
He lay down to kiss you but this time he pressed his hard manhood against your tingling flesh instead. He looked deep into your eyes while he grinded himself against you, making you moan and gasp from the pleasurable stimulation. You reached to pull his jeans down from his hips but just as you were about to reach to touch him more intimately, he pinned you against the pillows and told you to be patient. Then he moved to kiss your neck, getting lower slowly, stopped to adore your breasts with his mouth and then trailed down to your lower stomach, pressing hungry kisses here and there and letting his tongue explore your skin.
He shifted himself, placed a pillow under your butt and kissed your inner thigh with great intensity, leaving a mark on your soft, sensitive skin. He took his time teasing and making you beg and then started to explore your most sensitive areas with his tongue. He murmured that you were beautiful, tasted heavenly and felt incredible. He brought you to the edge of your release many times just to stop just as you were going to reach your climax, slowed down and started again, making you lose your breath, all sense of reason and reality. Then finally he kept going, using his fingers as well as his entire mouth to satisfy you, and allowed you to come. He enjoyed hearing you gasping and moaning... as well as trying to keep quiet so you wouldn't disturb the neighbors as your back ached and your body got tensed up before relaxing completely.
Dwayne stripped his jeans and boxers while giving you a moment to catch your breath, lowered himself on you and started to grind himself against your hot flesh. He rubbed himself like this while kissing you and dominating your tongue with his until he was rock-hard. Then he pulled back, lifted your leg on his shoulder and guided himself in while staying on his knees. He was very large, just on the verge of being too large in fact but he gave you time to get adjusted to his size before starting to move. His movements were slow and careful at first, holding you up by your waist while your other leg was on his shoulder and the other supporting you from the bed. He lifted your other leg on his shoulder as well and then lowered himself on you allowing himself to slide deep into you. He rocked himself against you while keeping your hands pinned against the pillow and staying in control while staring deep into your eyes. Then he smirked at you, pulled out, helped you to turn on your stomach, to lay flat on the pillows and penetrated you by lowering himself on you. He reached to caress your breasts and then moved his hand lower to rub your sensitive spot while he kept thrusting himself into you with long, intense thrusts.
- Is this how you had imagined it? he asked, murmuring into your ear between soft groans.
- Oh, this is... better. you moaned into the pillow.
- Good. he said and buried his face into your neck to devour it with his whole mouth; he bit the skin a little and then soothed the sting with his tongue, massaging the you just below your ear and sometimes just teasing you with soft brushes.
You chuckled a little time to time when Dwayne found ticklish spots on your neck but your laughter was cut short and changed into load moans when Dwayne surprised you with thrusting himself into you as deep as he could while rubbing your sensitive spot, demanding you to come. You tangled your fingers with the pillow cases and moved your hip to match his rhythm. It had been such a long time since you had had sex with anyone else but yourself... and you had never experienced anything this intense. "Oh fuck" you gasped when he repeated the previous action and grabbed your hair gently to guide you to arch your back which changed the angle a little, allowing him to hit the sensitive spots inside you.
- I want to look into your eyes. he said, drew back and pressed kisses along your spine. He guided you to turn on your back, pulled you to sit and then told you that you were in charge now. You swallowed once while listening Dwayne's soft voice. "You can do anything you want... even suck..." he said with a smirk and and added with a deep, sincere tone "...But only if you want to, no pressure." You took a quick look at his erect manhood and after gathering some encouragement, you pushed him to lay down. You ignored his hard flesh for a moment and concentrated on other parts of his body, just like he had done with you. You caressed his muscles, kissed and nibbled, sucked and licked his skin and enjoyed all the pleased moans and gasps that escaped his lips. Then you reached to touch him, first a bit shyly, stroking him with your hand but when you saw that he was enjoying your touch very much, you started to pleasure him with your mouth as well. You found all the sensitive spots and teased him, slowing down and keeping him on the verge of climax, never letting him to come.
However you needed to have him in again, you needed to be filled by him and therefore you positioned yourself to sit on his lap, facing him and slowly lowered yourself on him. You leaned back and gave Dwayne a show by touching yourself as you grinded yourself against him. You guided him to caress your breasts as you moved yourself in the way and with the pace that suited you the best, taking full advantage of the opportunity and enjoying the hungry looks that he gave you. Dwayne placed his hands on your waist and helped you to maintain a nice, steady pace until you quickened your movements a little. You leaned forward to kiss Dwayne, pinned his hands down on both sides of his head and rocked your hips back and forth on his slick, hard flesh. This allowed you to rub yourself against his lower stomach which provided intense stimulation for your sensitive parts. "Oh, I wish I could have my tongue on you now" Dwayne groaned and added "You're so delicious when you come" and with those words you felt your inner walls contracting, clenching around Dwayne and you collapsed to lay on him, hugging him with one arm and moving your other hand to caress your sweet spot to prolong your release.
Dwayne rolled you under him and this time he kept very close as he moved himself, pumping himself into you with intense, deep thrusts and a increasing pace. He captured your lips into a deep kiss and soon you felt his entire body getting tensed up after which he collapsed on you. You wrapped your arms around him and held him close as he panted against the crook of your neck. After calming down he rolled to lay next to you on his side. He ran his fingers up and down on your stomach, traced your breasts and then slid his hand between your legs. His caresses were slow and gentle, very relaxing instead of arousing and for the first time you were not even a bit ashamed of your body or your sexuality. You felt energized and extremely tired at the same time, calm and happy... just completely satisfied.
- Perhaps a shower. Dwayne suggested and winked his eye at you. You started to laugh because you realized that you both were covered with sweat and other evidence of intense lovemaking. You took a shower together ending up making love under the warm falling water as well and then after changing some bedsheets and carrying the pillows and blankets back to your bed, you lay down naked holding each other very tightly. In the morning you recoiled from your dreams feeling Dwayne's fingers caressing your body and waking up your senses and then sliding his manhood into you very gently while spooning you from behind. It was very relaxed and lazy, slow and intimate, just perfect for the morning after an exhausting night. After reaching his release Dwayne turned you on your back, crawled between your legs and told you to be loud this time. He started satisfying you with his mouth, kissing, sucking and licking your throbbing flesh. You moaned, panted and whimpered as your sensitive and tingling womanhood was being skillfully caressed, making you reach your release a couple of times, until you told Dwayne that you couldn't take it anymore. You felt him leaving a mark on your other inner thigh before crawling next to you and kissing you good morning.
- You have nothing keeping you here, do you? Dwayne asked or more like stated after laying next to you silently for over an hour.
- What? you asked and chuckled a little because the statement made you a little confused.
- You do not own this apartment... he stated. "...You do not particularly love your job..." he added and after rolling on his side to face you he said "...And all you have here is an endless series of first dates." You rolled on your side to face him as well and stared at him with a somewhat puzzled look on your face. "Your life is an unsatisfying failure" he stated with a smirk on his face.
- Hey! you exclaimed and pursed up your lips playfully.
- Your words, not mine. Dwayne responded immediately. You both laughed a little and then he suddenly said "What if you... moved to the States?"
- What?! you exclaimed and rolled on your back to stare at the ceiling with widened eyes.
- You must admit that you were wrong and I was right... Dwayne said and rolled partially on top of you. "Sex with you was amazing..." he stated, pressed a couple of kisses on your naked chest and continued by mumbling against your skin "...And now I think... the chemistry between you and me is even stronger." He wrapped his arm around your waist to keep you firmly in place while sucking your nipple, caressing the other with his fingers and mumbling between his caresses "To be frank... quite blunt... and truly honest... with you..." He lifted himself up a little and stared deep into your eyes while stating calmly "...I don't want this to end."
-Well... I cannot just move to the States. you commented with a somewhat puzzled tone, however your statement sounded a bit too absolute in Dwayne's ears even though you had not meant it like that. You just had gotten profoundly surprised for such suggestion.
- Why not? Dwayne asked, his expression changing from hopeful to confused and just a little bit offended immediately.
- Uhm... first of all... you barely know me... you commented and after a brief pause you added "...I don't exactly know you either."
- So, we'll get to know each other! Dwayne exclaimed and shifted himself higher to look into your eyes and stopped you from escaping eye contact with him by staring at the ceiling instead. "I have a separate guesthouse... you could move there..." he spoke and then added with a sincere tone"...I can get you a job in my PR-team if you are interested in show business."
- Wait-wait-wait... wait for a second. you said and took a deep breath, sat up and leaned to the bedpost. Dwayne sat up as well and took your hands in his, squeezed them gently yet firmly and smiled at you. His expression was filled with hope and he was obviously waiting for you to say something. "Okay..." you said finally and took a deep breath before continuing. "I have a four-week-holiday in few months." you said and then suggested "I could visit you, spend two weeks with you and we'll see how it goes."
- Four weeks. Dwayne said immediately.
- Excuse me? you asked because you didn't understand what he meant by that.
- Yes... you will spend the entire holiday with me... Dwayne said assertively and gave you a very determined look. "I will take some time off as well... and if it goes well..." he said and the look in his eyes softened instantly.
- Then what? you asked with a lighthearted chuckle.
- You'll quit your job, pack your things and... he said and after a deep inhale, he continued calmle "...Take a new direction for your life."
- But... I cannot just... That is absurd... You want me to... What? Oh my... you stammered, not really knowing what you were supposed to say... or what would you dare to say so you wouldn't offend Dwayne... or hurt his feelings.
- Like I said before... I knew it would get serious. Dwayne commented and leaned closer to press a soft, loving kiss on your lips. "And the biggest question is, will you be able to change your life when the opportunity presents itself?" he mumbled, inhaled quickly and added with a slightly nervous tone "...Or will you just settle with the life you know."