Loving Montie (Breathless 4)

“Hey Montie, I’m all packed and waiting on you to come pick me up! I packed a few special things for you too,” she said in a bubbly tone that made me smile through the concern that had plagued me just moments before. “I really need this time away. I’m looking forward to spending the weekend with you,” she added.

“I’ll be there in thirty minutes,” the words flew out of my lips, answering my wavering question of whether I’d be flying to Miami or Japan. I needed precious time with Lissa. I had to trust that Destiny would protect our children as she had done all their lives.

“What’s wrong?” Lissa asked, obviously picking up on my tone.

“Nothing, I’m just finishing up my packing and I’ll be there to get you shortly.”

“Hurry. We don’t want to miss our flight. You know how crazy it can be at Hartsfield,” she said and her voice got thick as she added, “And, I don’t want to miss the opportunity to get you all alone in another country.”

“Have I ever told you that I like the way you think?” I asked.

“I think you have.”

“I’m on the way.”

On the long flight to Japan, I confided in Lissa my conversation with Destiny. I told her all about my marriage and our divorce. Heck, I even told her that Destiny and I had a brief rekindle before she eventually went back to Jacob. I let her know where my feelings were a few months ago and where they were now.

“My heart has been swept away by a spectacular thick, mocha queen who is all about her business, has a heart of gold, and put me out of my misery by agreeing to fly to Japan with me,” I told her as we flew miles high in the Asian skies.

“I swept your heart away?” she sounded unaccepting of my truth as she stared at me. “I think it’s the other way around.”

“After years of living in the dark, you brought light back into my life. I don’t care how long it takes, I’m going to show you how much I care about you, Lissa. You just wait and see.”

“Montie, I hear what you are saying. It’s just that—”

“You don’t want to be hurt again,” I took the words out of her mouth. She had explained to me her past two relationships with two men who thankfully didn’t appreciate what they had. Because they gave up such a breathtaking woman, I had the honor of showing her how beautiful she was and what she deserved in a man. Heavens, let me be all she needs and more.

“That’s right, Montie. I’ve been through too much already with men. I just can’t go down that road again.”

I brought her hand to my lips for a peck then held it in mine. “Lissa, I just opened up completely and told you everything there is to know about my past. I’d never do anything to hurt you, at least not intentionally. When I’m in a relationship, I’m a one woman’s man. That’s where I’m at now. You don’t have to worry about me having a wife like Seth; you know I’m divorced and I’ve told you all about our situation. You damn sure don’t have to worry about no childhood crushes coming back; I can’t even remember anyone that could light a candle next to you,” I chuckled. “I want to love you solely, if you will allow me to.”

“All of this sounds good but, if you fucking hurt me Montie, I’m not playing nice. I allowed the last two men to throw me away like a used rag. The next time a man treats me like that, I’m going to be the worst bitch in heels you ever want to meet.”

“Don’t talk like that through my pretty lips,” I said, running my finger over her luscious lips before I placed a peck on them. “There won’t be a next time.”

“I’m trying to be serious, Montie,” she said.

“Neither of us want to be hurt again. So, let’s make a pact to handle our hearts with care,” I said as I inhaled the scent of her puffy hair just before I converted that peck into an all-out make-out session.

We made it to the hotel within an hour of the plane landing. I figured we both needed rest after the long flight. We reached Lissa’s room and she kept walking, nodding toward mine next door. The heated look in her eyes spoke to me. She longed for the very thing that kept me up at night tossing and turning. A smile curved my lips as we entered my room.

The door close behind us. I dropped the luggage I was carrying and pulled her into my arms. Her rolling bags fell to the floor as soul-grabbing kisses expressed the sweet agony of being parted from her lips for far too long. Her hands roamed the expanse of my back. I pulled her closer to me, as close as she could get. She reached for my waist, searching for something a little more primal. Feeling my hardness that was fully ready for her, she fumbled for my belt.

“Lissa, are you sure you want to do this now? We don’t have to…” She tugged at my pants, which dropped to the carpet. “…rush.”

“We’re not rushing,” she began sucking my bottom lip into her mouth. “I’ve wanted to do this since the day I met you.”

I pushed my boxers down and unleashed an erection that raged harder than ever before. As her soft hands grasped at my thickness, I guided her to the sofa and sat down causing her to release her firm hold of me. I gently and deliberately unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down over her hips and all the way to her feet while she kicked off her shoes. Her appeal was glaringly evident. She stood in front of me in a pair of fire engine red panties, which now had a dark wet patch starting at tip of the triangle and continuing to the back. I smelled her fragrant arousal. Her scent was so enticing that I stopped for a moment to press my face close to her triangle as if to pull her very essence inside of me.

With my hands on the back of her thighs, I pulled her panties off and yanked her down onto my lap. She clasped her ankles behind my back. I gently pulled her t-shirt off and removed her bra. She was much less gentle when she pulled off my shirt, too impatient to remove the two top buttons. Once there was nothing between us, her hand went back to my manhood, gently stroking it all the way from my heavy scrotum that filled her hands to the base and back to its wet tip. Her soft hands felt so good on my bare skin. A sensuous groan arose from deep within my throat and I roared like a lion. My hands roamed all over her. My lips started their own exploration.

Her eyes, I looked into them deeply. Then my left hand went to back of her neck and pulled her closer. While she closed her eyes in anticipation, I kissed each of them. I loved the shape of her nose and kissed the tip oh so gently. My lips followed the line of her jaw to the spot under her earlobe and pressed against it for what seemed like the longest time. Her head fall back to expose her mocha neck and I showered kisses all over it. My right hand stayed on her bottom, exploring the region from her tailbone and down.

With her on my lap, I turned and she landed underneath me. She let go of my erection and stretched with luxurious anticipation on her gorgeous face. With my knees on the sofa, I opened her legs outward and bent over to reach her right breast with my mouth. My right hand stroked her left breast from the base to the juicy, erect nipple. She moaned with pleasure as I sucked her breast into my mouth and paid the other the same attention.

“Baby, do you want me to make love to you? I can’t say that I’ll have any self-control, once I’m inside you,” I said as I ran two fingers up and down her dripping wet slit. Glory, her nether lips were so beautiful.

“Please don’t control a thing. I want you to fuck me so hard, Montie,” she murmured as she grinded against my fingers. An unbelievable amount of blood went surging to my dick upon hearing those naughty words drip from her luscious lips.