We enter the ladies’ room. The marble sink and cleverly decorated small space are both sexy and inviting. Boasting earth tones and rich purples, the bathroom could be a backdrop to something magnificent.
“Will you ever leave her for me?”
HER . . .
Experience trumps assumption every time. Knowing this man the way I do makes me an expert in the field of everything Tre’. Still, I wonder why he chose her. I often contemplate what things would be like if we had met in a different time and space.
“I already belong to you, Tia.”
“Right.”
He locks the door behind us. Taking my hands in his, he moves in close and that glazed look of euphoria covers him completely. Pressing me against the wall, he places his lips right on mine, but doesn’t kiss me. He makes me beg for it—and he knows I will.
“Kiss me,” he says as his tongue licks my lips.
“Touch me,” he commands as he places my hands on his erection.
“Love me,” he tells me as his long, piano-player fingers wrap around my waist.
My tongue dances with the devil and his mouth tastes like the sweetest sin. Like water for chocolate—he is divine.
“Let me eat your pussy from the back. Bend over.”
Have mercy.
His wish is my command. I bend over, to the point that I can touch my toes.
“Good girl. Now, spread your legs.”
As if on a mission he parts my legs and his hands travel the length of my thighs until he reaches the point of no return. Uncontrollably, my thighs surrender to his fingers as he inserts them one by one inside me, releasing a precursor of my nectar.
“
No panties, huh?” he whispers.
“Just get in the way,” I exhale.
Skillfully, he burrows his head in the land of milk and honey and devours me so good. His tongue tries to calm my hot flesh. I try not to flinch at every caress and instinctively I pinch at my hardened nipples. As he grabs my cheeks, forcing them to clap, the volcano set ablaze inside me ruptures.
“Oooh,” I coo. He loves to hear me make the sound.
“Don’t leave me this way . . .”
HIM . . .
I place a single finger over her lips and pull her toward me. My tongue slithers out of my mouth and enters her with force and determination. My hunger gets the best of me. I lick and suck with a fierceness, satisfying my craving, ensuring I don’t miss a drop.
“Damn, I’ve missed the taste of your pretty lips, baby. Please don’t keep this away from me.” I kiss her cheek, lingering for a moment, enjoying the feeling of being at home within the sweet walls of her flesh.
As the tears fill her eyes, one begins to stream and I take my thumb and wipe it away.
“But . . .”
“Shhhh. Just let me love you.”
Kissing me softly on the lips, the seductress has once again come out to play.
“I’ve been dreaming of being your whore, Tre’.”