Confused

Derrick looked at Layla with intensity. He outlined her body with his eyes through the dress she was wearing. It cling to her in the right areas of her gorgeous body. Clearing his throat "Are you ready?"...

"Yes I am"... Layla said blushing from the way he was looking at her.

"Sweetness I need eye contact when we speak, why so shy my little kitten" he stated. Layla looked up slightly licking her lip showing her dimples. "I am kind of nervous now for this reason". "I feel overpowered by you". In a state of confusion Derrick chuckled. "All of a sudden?", what happened for you to withdraw from me?" he asked with concern. She stared at the chair while he spoke and said "I can't contol myself around you... it's not the impression I want to you have of me". Derrick gaze was that of Arctic breeze. Exasperated she continued, "Im not usually like this, it's new and I have to control this appetite of being wanted sexually, for a relationship it's not healthy".

Derrick brow ceased as he realized she was being serious.

"Layla..."

With a pause, he choose his words carefully as he saw her past surface and she began to struggle with it.

" I see you as mine and mines only, I have lost control because of you and will not hold back". "Its a freedom I can not give back so please release with me". Amazed by his words Layla let out her breathe she did not know she was holding in. "Layla do not stop this connection with me". Reaching out his hand towards her "Come to me... I am yours to do whatever with". "Together always".

Layla looked into his eyes and was automatically engulf in him from his stature to his, scent. Never in her life has she had a experience like this before. She wrapped her arms around waist and buried her face in his chest. A tear left her eye without her realizing. She was elated being right there.

After a while Derrick wiped her face and planted a kiss on her forehead he gently guided her for their date.

Finally reaching their destination Layla felt more secure.