#Sylus is a brown sugar typo love

[aztecbrujeria]

Brown Sugar

The frost nipped behind me as it kissed my blushed cheeks. The N109 was busy as the sounds of the city engrossed me, but I felt my stomach begin to flutter with every step of my heels. Pulling the luxurious fur coat around me tighter I could only look ahead and catch his eyes. They seemed to glow against the neon lit cityscape. 

Fuck he was so gorgeous, the way he stood out amongst the souls, he was breathtaking. How the fuck did he always do that to me? He made me falter in my ability to keep the entire world at bay. He made the heavy titanium walls crack just a bit more to let him in. Sylus, the man you are, you undo me even as you stop in the middle of the bustling crowd parting with just your existence. My heels stopped behind him as he cocked his head and smiled that fanged smirk just for me. 

“Kitten?” 

My skin had goosebumps just from that low question. I ached and was electrified at the same time as the silk, barely there, dress teased my pearling hazelnut nipples under the coat. Fuck…I needed this man to pull me into his world and keep me there. I can’t go back to my life without him anymore. 

Just like that he stepped towards me and grabbed my manicured hand and pulled me into him so I was in his embrace like we were dancing. 

What was this an ‘00’s R&B video?!? 

Gods! He was my own version of brown girl magic. He made the smokeyness of his brown sugar type of love sweet. He raised his hand, brushing a curl from my swirling brown eyes, before tilting my chin up to look at him. Thumb caressing my bottom lip taking my features in.

“Sweetie, what am I going to do with you?”

He seemed to ask for more of himself and pulled me closer still. He smelled divine, sinful, and welcoming at that same time. I needed this man to take me into himself. His black heavy peacoat, collar popped up to protect against the frost, made him look like a fucking god. 

Uggghhhh!!!

I felt my center clench and the slickness of my desires coat my lips under the dress. Boldly I put my hand on his hip, looping one finger on his belt loop, and pulled him to me. I smiled wickedly back up at him and on my tip toes whispered upon his lips as he bent down. 

“Take me home baby…I need you and only you.”