Alfonzo (21 page)

Lips lightly caressed her temple, “Not yet.”

Their bodies fused and swayed rhythmically to the slow melodic tempo.
Alfonzo dance
d effortlessly
and he moved with ease as the
beat
changed.
The crowd became hyped and he taught Selange the fundamental
salsa
steps.

Jessica approached as they danced and whispered in Alfonzo’s ear.

The smile erased from his face, replaced by an angry scowl.

“
Lo siento
,” Jessica apologized as she exited.

“Everything
okay
?”
Selange asked as they left the dance floor.

“Wait here for a
minute,
I have to take care of something?”

She nodded, “Sure.”

He marched away and she went to the bar and mixed a drink.
What’s that about?

Three songs later he claimed a stool and sat a plate piled with food in front of her.
“Compliments of my mom,” he said.

“Thanks.”

She consumed the
a
rroz
con
pollo
y
plantanos
and
ensaladilla
avidly then washed it down with a liquid concoction.

“What are you drinking?” He asked.

“A Bombshell.”

A baffle
d
expression
transformed the masculine
face, he’d never heard of it.
“A what?”

“Here taste it.”

He took a swallow
. The stuff taste
d
nasty
, “What’s in it?”

“Twist of lemon, vodka, gin, red wine and a teaspoon of sugar,” she said.

Her speech was slurred. N
o wonder she called it a Bombshell.
It could kill you.
Obviously
,
she
wasn’t a drinker.
Behind the bar were bottle
s
of quality wine, ru
m, vodka and beer.
No one but a novice would mix such a concoction.
He placed this on his list of discoveries about her. Selange was definitely an anomaly.

“So….why don’t you have a girlfriend?” She asked boldly.

Alfonzo frowned and leaned his back on the bar, “
I haven’t had a
girlfriend
since High School,” he laughed, “but to answer your question there is this
woman
I’m seeing at the moment.
”

Selange
stuttered, “Oh…oh…well…where is she?”

Alfonzo saw the discomfort and replied, “I’m sitting next to her.”

She pushed him, “You’re terrible! I was contemplating getting out of here
b
efore the drama started.”

He hugged her around the neck, “Jealous?”

“No.” She lied.

Meanwhile, he dismissed the potential drama cut short when
Antonia arrived uninvited.
She almost caused a scene upstairs until he surfaced and escorted her to the door with cautionary words.

Domingo made sure she left and did not come back.
Instead of dwelling on Antonia, he socialized with his guests keeping a watchful eye
on Selange.
He
disappeared for a short time and returned to find a
neighborhood play
er
getting too close
.
The sight upset him.
“
Yo
,
I
see you met my
woman
,
”
h
e said aloud.

The player
stepped
away from Selange,
“
M
i
mala
…no disrespect.
”

Alfonzo was pissed, “
Este es mi mujer y no
una
puta
, lo
tengo
?”

“
Yo
no
sé
, lo siento.
Estamos
bien
?
”

Selange detected tension in Alfonzo’s voice and stance. To diffuse the situation she moved
to his side and encircled his waist.
“That’s my song, dance with me please.”

The object of his anger
seized the
opportunity to
flee
. He didn’t want any trouble.
Alfonzo
relaxed
,
t
he thought of
the abusive
hustler trying to hit on Selange made his
blood boil. The dude
was notorious for hitting his women. He didn’t respect men like that.
Who the hell invited
Ramone
anyway?

She leaned against
him
and he forgot about
Ramone
and gave her his undivided attention the remainder of the night.
A
round six in the morning the last guest departed and they sat
together in his mom’s
kitchen drinking coffee.

“I guess
it’s time for me to leave,
too,” she said a
nd stood.

Alfonzo refused to let her drive
home
,
she
consumed
way too
much alcohol and
appeared
fatigued
.
“Stay
, get some sleep
and
I’ll
escort you home later,
alright?”

Her heart beat wildly, “
Is your mom okay with
a woman sleeping over. She’s very religious you know
?”

“Selange, my
mom’s
cool
. Trust me it’s fine.
”
He took the coffee cup from her
hand and placed it on the counter
, “Come on, you’re not going to allow the birthday boy to sleep alone are you?”

She never
experienced such an intense
physical attraction to a man
and quietly allowed him to lead her downstairs to the bedroom
.
He closed the door and
observed
her nervous expression, “Listen
,
I can leave the door
open if you want
and we don’t have to do anything.
Your choice,
chica
.”

“No, close it.” Her eyes were trusting.

“Are you sure because if you really want to go home I
’
ll drive you.”
He said moving toward her
. He was
confused by the sudden timidity. He would never force a woman to have sex. There were countless willing participants on his c
a
ll
list
, ready and eager
to hook-up
.
By now, they would’ve gotten undressed and
been
in his bed
legs cocked open –but
this one looked scared
as a mouse
.

S
elange
rubbed
her hand
up and down
h
er
arm shyly
,
not knowing what to do with
her hands.
She felt awkward and inexperienced. “I’m just a little nervous,” she admitted.

“Touch me
.
”
H
e
instructed as he lifted her hands and placed them on his chest, “
S
ee, I’m just Alfonzo. I’m human, not the boogey-man,” then he smiled reassuringly as he brought her close to his chest to feel his heat.

His mouth covered hers and she relaxed against him claiming his warmth as her own. He released her and quickly undressed and she could not take her eyes away from
his magnificent body.
He
stood naked, inches from her, reaching toward her and she trusted the
expert hands
as they
peel
ed down the fabric of her dress until she stood only in her lace panties and high heel shoes.
She remained mannequin still, afraid to move
when w
arm lips trailed kisses from the corner of her neck
then across her collarbone
in worship
.
Masculine hands caressed her form
,
becoming acquainted
with
the curvature of her flesh. The seductive movements of his lips as they lowered to her breasts made her weak in the knees and she held his firm shoulders afraid to let go for fear of falling.
He suddenly gripped her waist and carried her to the bed
where he c
ontinue
d
the pleasurable assault
.
The intimacy of his mouth aroused an intense desire that caused her legs to throb.
He removed her shoes then
her
panties.

Oh my God! Oh my God!
Her mind silently screamed
. H
er legs opened to his
probing tongue
and an
unfamiliar craving
surfaced. It
surprised and frightened her. She succumbed to the pleasure
and permitted exploration into
her
depths
.
The
healing scars etched
on his shoulder caused her
eyes
to
soften.
During the evening he showed no sign of discomfort.
T
ransfixed
,
she
watched
Alfonzo
move away to
retrieve a
prophylactic
from the bureau
. With
ease
he
donned the condom and
joined her in bed.

Fear reigned
supreme
,
“Alfonzo
.
”

He smiled reassuringly in response to her trepidation then kissed her abdomen, “
I want you
beautiful
.
”

All doubts dissipated and she clutched his waist
.
His passion
escalated as her
hands traveled
up
his
chest
, then
neck
before she
traced his mouth with
her
finger
. He sucked it
,
smil
ing d
evilishly
and she relaxed.

No regrets…no what-ifs…love him…love him!

He
began to
kiss
her hungrily, smiling at how incredibly scrumptious her lips tasted. She smelled nice too, like fresh flowers on the first day of spring. Her hair was soft and so was her skin, umm, he thought as she began to smile.
He crawled over her and she lightly rubbed
his spine
. S
he was trying to
avoid his injured side
and he
appreciated the
consideration but her hands
could
go anywhere they
liked and he wouldn’t complain
.
“
I
’ve
been wanting
to do this for a long time,
”
h
e said
through the kisses
then stared
lovingly
down at her
.
The exotic eyes were trusting and vulnerable.
He recognized
the
uncertain,
and frightened
eyes of
someone unfamiliar with lovemaking.
V
irgin
eyes.
Ones he hadn’t seen since he was a kid and popped his first cherry. How old was she again?
Twenty-one or two?
Damn, he’d rather not be the first because firsts never last. He tensed at this thought. Then her body arched naturally toward him, pressing against his erection, making him
throb.
She whispered, “Make love to me,” as her fingers raked through his hair and he acquiesced. Anyway, how
could
he
refuse
? He was already
too far gone.
She had upped the ante
by being a virgin and now he had to make her first time memorable. Yeah, whenever she thought of it, she’d smile and touch herself down there
.