Love On The Rooftop.

ANNA.

It's been a month, a month of bliss for me and Dexter. I have been a good wife and he, a good husband, keeping our promises to each other.

My mind wanders to other things and those things are what brings about my guilt to Dexter. I and Dexter haven't had real sex since we came back together. Anytime he tries touching me, the only thing that comes to my mind is the night i spent with Pierce and we end up not having sex at all. Damn that night.

As i try to find an outfit for the day, my hands find the card Pierce left me that night, the one i used in contacting him the day i and Dexter went to that resturant.

My mind has been thinking about him and my body yearning for his touch. I am thankful for the fact that he didn't try to reach me or find me in the last one month and it gave me enough time to think. No doubt, i love Dexter but why does my mind constantly waver. I miss his touch badly. One last time wouldn't hurt right.

Whenever i think of him, my heart skips a beat, maybe two. I settle down and dial the number on the telephone, God.. I even know the digits by heart, at the third ring he picks up.

"Hello". He says from the other end, his voice husky and i am left wondering if it's just me or his voice really sounds like this every morning.

"Hi". I say nervously. What on earth am i doing? And why haven't i gotten rid of this card.

"Stacy"? He calls suprised. "You called? Wow. I never thought i'd hear your voice again".

"Well, if you wanted to, you could have shown up at any of the places i went to in the last one month right".?

He got me thinking he has a degree in stalking people, if he really wanted to see me, he would have found me already, Not like i am in hiding or anything.

"You want me to come for you, huhhh". He ask huskily again but this time with a throaty laugh.

Jeez, that voice. Against my wish, the butterflies in my belly erupt into dancing. Why is just his voice having so much efffect on me?

"Should i come get you today, huh"?

"No". I immediately go into panic mode. What if he shows up when Dexter is around, what would i say? Or what if Dexter catches us leaving the house together?

"Coffee, 2pm. I'll text you the adress".

He groans in response and i begin to wonder if he is mad at the fact that i'm not letting him come over to pick me up. No sensible married woman would do that.

I smack my head, not like I'm cheating on Dexter, or is having coffee with a male friend now seen as cheating?

"No, the voice in my head simply replies, It's not considered as cheating. You're just having coffee with a friend with whom you cheated on Dexter with, who is also........"

"Who were you talking to"?

I freeze as Dexter finds his way behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Who were you talking to, hmmm". He asks again placing sloppy kisses down my neck.

"Sofia. I was talking to Sofia". She's the best excuse in a situation like this.

"Hmmm". He muffles, his head buried deep in my neck.

"Take your chance girl, take your chance". the tiny voice in my head urged me.

"She wants us to have coffee together but i told her you wouldn't let me leave the house".

He snaps his head up searching my eyes for any sign of unseriousness.

"I'm serious". I say

Worry instantly takes control of his features. "Why would you tell her i said something like that? I wouldn't keep you from going out, you can go wherever you want". He leans in, capturing my lips in his.

After a while he pulls away with disgust on his face "Have you brushed your mouth this morning? It's disgusting". He moves backward taking in my whole appearance. "When you come back from coffee, we're gonna talk about how you've become so lean".

"Jesus christ". He place his hand on his head looking up to the ceiling. "Aren't you eating right, why do you look like this".

I scoff in suprise, is this man for real right now. We've been together in the last one month and he's just seeing how much weight I've lost. Although he isn't always home due to work from the office but still...

"You were the one who asked me to watch my weight baby". I say to him, hurt at his reaction.

"When i say watch your weight baby, i didn't say to look like a condo stick". He holds my waist in place while i just stare at the ground disappointed, no not at Dexter.. at myself. When i decided to loose weight so i could look like Cythia, i might have gone the extreme, now he's mad at me. i don't like him getting mad at me, but here we go again.

"I'm sorry baby". I apologise. "I'll try adding some weight".

"Good, but don't go looking like a whale okay". he says. He bends over to place a kiss on my lips but decided against it and instead place it on my cheeks.

I already called Sofia to tell her about my coffee date with Pierce incease Dexter calls her, although he wouldn't, it's better to be on a safe side.

Sofia is one of the people that Dexter fears so much. He dosen't like how she stands up to and confront him about things he does. Right from high school, he has never liked her. Plus she's not a big fan of our relationship.

She doesn't even like some of the things i do for him, she says it's too much. Well, that's one of the ways i can show my love for him, she's not inlove yet so she can't see it.

I stare at my phone screen for the hundreth time today, Jeez why am an i so nervous? It's just a coffee date afterall. Argggg!! Why do i keep saying date? Coffee meeting, coffee meeting, that's all this is.

My phone vibrates few seconds later and i stare at the screen to check the caller. Aha! Speak of the devil.

I place the phone on my ears waiting to hear his excuse for not showing up on time, it's 2:30pm already.

"Should we cancel". I ask, a tiny bit of anger I my voice.

"Come to the top building of this resturant, don't worry about the staffs, they'll let you pass through". He says, ignoring my question.

"Why on earth am i going to the top of the building? It's supposed to be just coffee, it's not like we are sky diving or anything. Of course i know we are not sky diving, i'm Just trying to get on his nerve, i want to hear him speak to me.

"I'm waiting". He simply says.

As i drop the call, my heart begins hammering against my chest. Is he mad at me? Why was he speaking like that over the phone? Did i do something wrong?

As i make my way to the top of the building, These questions continued to bug my mind. What if I've done something, how do i apologise to him?

I place my hand on the handle of the door and push it open, the roof top of the building isn't actually a roof, it's it's open space with barricades round it. You can get perfect view of the city from up here.

I see him, he is standing right there. Oh my God, what human looks like that? I don't think i have ever put my thoughts to how handsome this man is.

"Hey you came". He says as he stretch his arm out for me.

I walk a few metres and take his arms and in one swift motion he pulls me to himself. His curly hair is neatly weaved and the sides neatly shaved. His emerald eyes shining bright and the light of the sun illuminates them more.

His nose is the most beautiful i have ever seen, well shaped and pointed. his lips are plump with an almost light shade of pink. Even in the simple clothes, he still looks beautiful and muscular, not like a body builder but he's got the muscles in the right places.

"Are you done checking me out"? He asks, pulling me out of my thoughts.

I try wriggling myself from his grip but he just tightens his hold more, closing every distance between us. Now, we are so close, our bodies are practically touching.

"I wasn't checking you out, i was just trying to.... to....". I stammar as the words escape my brain effortlessly and is replaced by a blush on my cheeks.

Oh, how does this man make me speechless for him? What is he doing and what form of voodoo is using on me?

He brush his lips against mine and rests his head against my chest, more on my cleavage. "I've missed you". He says emotionally.

I place my hand on his hair slowly working through his braids in a comforting manner.

"Hmmmm, that feel's good".

I chuckle slightly. We are supposed to be having a coffee date, No No, coffee meeting and i am at the top of the building getting all cozy with another man, who apparently isn't my husband and the amazing thing is that i'm not even bothered, i'll just feel guilty towards Dexter when all this is over.

He inhales sharply and moves away from me with a smile on his face. "Let's go have our date".

He pulls me towards a corner where the most beautiful thing anyone has ever done for me laid. An open tent with a covering above to sheild us from the rays of the sun. In it, is a large picnic mat and two pillow neatly placed on it.

On the mat are diffrent bowls and in them are varieties of food and fruit. I stare at him in awe, before going into conclusion, i have to ask him first.

"You didn't do all these for me right"?

A victorious smirk appeared on his face. "What do you think"?

Without warning, i jump on him, engulfing him in a big tight hug. He holds my legs tightly around his waist to make sure i don't fall, half thanks to the palazo i wore. After a while he pulls me away from him, staring into my eyes with so much desire like i have never seen before. His eyes roams my upper body like a meal.

You know. "I've been looking at you in this.... this ....". He stammers looking for the word.

"Palazo". I say, forcing a laugh down my throat.

"Yeah, palazo whatever. He says, trying to hide his embarassment. "You look super hot in it but you wanna know how else you'll look hot"?

"How"? I whisper in his face.

"Bare. Your body underneath, grinding against mine". He says into my ears in whisper.

I can feel the tension between us rising. My legs are throbbing and i desperately need him to touch me. Yes! His words started this throbbing and he should be the one to ease it.

An idea clicks in my mind and what better time to use it than now. "Bare"? I ask seductively. "Just how much can you grind me, Pierce"?

A low growl erupts from throat. "Don't try me baby girl, you don't wanna know what i can do to you".

I trace my fingers up from his chest all the way down and stops just below his area. I very well know that my actions are asking for trouble and i am very ready for this trouble. It's called a harmless filrt right?.

He places me on the mat but no, i want to be in control. Dexter never let me take control and i always accept because i do not want to annoy him but with this stranger, i feel like i can be myself and he wouldn't get mad, i feel like i can get freaky and show a part of me i have kept hidden for so long.

I flip him over and now i am sitting on top, directly on his croch. I let down the upper part of my palazo and my black bra comes into view. I lean in to kiss him and what started slow becomes rough and filled with unsaid desires.

He pulls off his shirt and oh boy! I could stare at his body all day. I place kisses all over in chest and he lets out a low moan followed by a chuckle.

"Allow me". He says and flips me over.

What? Why did he just do that. Wasn't i good enough? Was I doing it wrong? Well Dexter always says i'm not good in bed, does Pierce feel the same way about me too?