“No, I definitely deserve this.” She picked up a bag from Hermès.
“Danessa being with you is my happy place. I knew the moment I met you there would never be anyone else for me.”
“Liar.”
“I knew after the first date I wanted another one. And after the second date I knew I didn’t want any other man buying you coffee, let alone spending time with you. I think when God created me, he had you in mind. He flipped through his book of creations and landed on your page, and he thought let’s create someone for Danessa. He made me tall so I could reach items off the top shelf for you. And he gave me a huge appetite because he knew your eyes were bigger than your stomach. Then right before he closed me all up, he implanted an unwavering devotion to you and only you.”
She dipped her chin into her chest. “Baby.”
“So asking you to be my girlfriend,again, isn’t too soon. In fact, I think it’s long overdue. When I agreed to come to Vegas I never expected our paths to cross. I didn’t even wish for it. Thinking you and I were beyond done.”
“But here we are.”
“Here we are, and just like that the butterflies are now taking up space in my belly and when I wake up next to you, I say asilent pray of thanks. I love you, Danessa, I always have. Shit, I always will.”
“I love you too.” The way she fidgeted with the belt of her robe let me know her happiness was mixed with a fretful edge. “Oh my God, something’s been missing all these years, and I could never put my finger on it. Or maybe I just didn’t want to admit it was you. I was missing you. Because I had all this love for you but nowhere to channel it.”
“So will you be my girlfriend … again?”
“Yes, every time you ask the question, the answer is yes.”
Leaning in to kiss her, Danessa’s laughter bubbled up mid kiss and was muffled by my lips as I cradled her face in my hands. The sound of our laughter intertwined, warm and unguarded, as the kiss deepened with teasing nips and lingering touches. Her hands landed on the waistband of my shorts, and my heart paused before restarting in erratic beats. She pushed me onto the bed, disrupting the gift boxes and petals before taking to her knees.
In record time I was naked. Danessa’s eyes were hooded and filled with carnal desire. She worked her hands over my shaft, her bangles jiggling with each determined twist. The warmth of her breath made my dick stand at attention. Danessa smirked at me, her eyes impressed at my girth. When her mouth found my tip, I couldn’t hold back the moan tripping up my throat.
Watching her lips surround me as she attempted to take me all in would never not leave me lightheaded and gasping for air. My body had a visceral reaction to her touch, one that no other woman could produce. Her head bobbed up and down, the slurping sounds echoing through the room drove me insane.
“Danessa …” I grunted
I could feel her mouth curve into a smirk, and she ran her tongue over the side of my penis. Her hand stretched upward, rubbing my chest. “Fuck my throat, baby.”
Springing to my feet, I collected Danessa’s messy bun, inching my dick toward her mouth until she swallowed me. I moved my hips in and out and Danessa opened her mouth wider to receive me. “Good job, baby. Your mouth feels so good.” I untied her hotel robe and found her free hand playing with her pussy. Pulling out I lifted my dick so she could circle her tongue over my balls. My legs shook from the sensation. Bending low I claimed her lips, and Danessa moaned into my throat. Presented once again with my dick, she teased it, slow twirling her tongue over the tip. I gently guided her head forward until my shaft slowly disappeared.
Tilting her back I gave her what she asked for, fucking her open mouth while she gagged and moaned. Her hand pressed against my thighs. I thought she was going to tap out, but she pulled me deeper. My abs constricted and my hands went numb. I was gone. When the first stream entered her mouth, she released a satisfied grunt. Pulling me out she stood feeding me her sticky fingers coated with her juices. Like a good boyfriend I licked her fingers clean, leaving not a trace behind.
Discarding her robe, I knocked all that expensive shit off the bed and Nessa assumed the position face down, ass up. Before sliding inside, I stole a few kisses from her phat lips to hear her appreciative whimpers. When I finally entered, Nessa’s loud exhale told me this is what she’d been needing, for daddy to stroke her out. We worked in tandem to fill her up. I knew her body almost as well as mine. I’d spent my formative years at the cusp of her pussy devising new ways to get her to scream my name.
When I said this pussy was mine, I meant that shit. I’d put in the hours. Eagerly participated in extracurricular assignments and felt that pussy throb around my dick. For her part, Danessa was still down to fuck at every conceivable opportunity. Her honeypot always soft, wet and ready to receive me. Grabbing herwaist, I picked up the tempo. I wanted to turn those soft moans into screams.
“Oh my God, dig me out, Aldi.” She fisted the sheets while coasting over my shaft. Folding into her I trailed kisses down her back. I needed to watch her come. Flipping her over, I sunk into her resting my face against her ear. “I love you so much, baby. You’re my everything.” My words weren’t hollow sex-haze speak. This woman had my heart and everything I did was in hopes of making her happy. I knew I could trust her with every part of me, even the messy unfinished spaces sometimes too scary to share.
She repositioned my head, so we were staring into one another’s eyes. “I love you too, baby. I love us.” Danessa’s body shivered underneath mine. Her undoing spurred on my own orgasm. We clung to each other, riding the wave until our bodies stalled. Planting kisses to her cheek and neck, I released her, rolling onto my back.
“Did you plan this all along?” She motioned toward the balloons and scattered rose petals.
“Yep.”
“What if I’d said no?”
I shot her a look that screamed “Be fucking for real.”
“You’re right. No was never an option.”
Breathing in a satisfied inhale I closed my eyes. Danessa Irwin loved me. Even when we were miles apart that love never faded. The knowledge settled in my core, warm and soft until a smile transformed my features.
This past weekendwas a roller coaster, but I think we both learned important lessons. My takeaway was to try to be less self-righteous. I was erroneously trotting around on a high horse. Just because I didn’t agree or wouldn’t make the same decision for myself, it didn’t give me the right to voice my differing opinion so loudly. Like MJ said, I need to have an accountability conversation with the woman in the mirror. I snapped along to his song playing over the speakers and when we got to the chorus, I sang along at the top of my lungs. I was so engrossed in my sing-along I didn’t hear Anika come in.
“Nah, nah, nah, nah nah nahnah, nah nah, nah” she sang.
