“And now?”
“I’m finding myself piece by piece.”
She tenses. “What did you say?”
“I said I’m finding myself piece by piece. What’s wrong?”
“I just had that very thought myself while I was away. Here sit, let’s break open these pies, and I’ll put the flowers in water.”
I relax. The sunshine in my life will remain. Seated on the couch full of cream pie and reassurance.
“I care about you more than I’ve ever cared about anyone, B. I can’t even fathom life without you. I know I ain’t where I should be, but I’m working on it.”
“And that’s all I ask.”
“You going to wait for me to get it right, girl?” I whisper.
“Wait for you?” She tilts her head and shakes her head. “No, I won’t sit back and watch, but I will help you.”
She places a hand on my chest, and I lick my lips as I take in her pale blue nightgown with tiny white buttons going down the middle.
“I’m right here as long you are. But I won’t tolerate disrespect or lies.”
“And I won’t give you either. If I don’t tell you something, it’s for your own good, but I won’t lie.” I trail my fingers over the spaghetti straps of her gown. “This is a pretty color on you.”
Her lip twitches up in the corner. “You like it?”
“I do.” I push the straps down her right shoulder. “But I think I’d like it more off.” I bend down and nip her neck. She tilts her head back giving me total access as I kiss my way down her shoulder and remove the other strap. I gently ease the straps down her body, letting the gown fall to her waist. I cup her breasts and push them together as I circle her nipple with my tongue. She jerks off my ponytail holder and massages my scalp. I moan as I suck her breast. I roll the other nipple between my thumb and forefinger, tugging gently. I feast on her basking in her scent and heat. She presses my face closer, and I bite on her stiff peak. She jerks against me.
“You like it when I bite, baby?”
“Yes.”
I bite the opposite, and she purrs like a kitten. I continue to bite and flick the opposite nipple with my finger. She comes off the couch. My woman likes it a bit rough. I slid my hand down her body and under her gown. I stroke my fingers down the front of her panties. The wet stain makes me growl. “You already wet for me, aren’t you? What a good girl. I want you to get rid of these panties, and sit on my lap. You’re going to ride me tonight.” I press my thumb harder against her clit and rub. “You going to take all my dick tonight. I want to feel that tight little pussy wrapped around me, B.”
She bites her lip as she rocks against me. I stop.
“No.”
“Let me hear it. I want every whimper, cry, and moan.” I press my palm into her clit.
“That’s it. You don’t hold back on me, ever.” I grind my palm against her. She cries out, and I continue. “You going to come for me, baby?”
She nods her head as she peers at me through lowered lids. She’s a Nubian goddess with her high cheekbones, full, parted rose red lips and smoldering dark eyes. I don’t know how I managed to swing, her, but she’s all mine now. I remove my hand and tug her hips. Once she’s on her back, I push her panties to the side and suck on her wet lips. She moans, and I grin against her heated flesh. I attach my mouth to her pussy and flatten my tongue against her.
I like seeing her wild and needy. I hum as I alternate between sucking and thrusting. She screams out and clamps her thighs around my head as she slams up until her body shakes and she tightens around my tongue. Dripping into my mouth, she’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted as she goes limp against the couch and her legs relax. I kiss the inside of her thighs and remove her panties. I toss them to the floor and crawl up her body. I press our lips together, and she comes to life, nibbling my lips as we kiss lazily and she catches her breath.
I pull back, balancing on my forearms as our gazes hold. “Was that good, baby?”
“Oh, yeah?” Her voice wavers as she laughs.
“Good. Now you’re going to unbuckle my pants, take me out, and wrap those pretty lips around my cock.”
“Jagger.” She licks her lips.
“Are we going to play that game? Pretend you don’t like it when I tell you how to please me?”
She peers up at me from beneath dark lashes. “It’s not very ladylike,” she whispers.