“You know if you squint you can see the fountain show at the Bellagio. It should be starting any minute if you’re interested.” He’d been acting like a tour guide from his hotel balcony, identifying points of interest.
“Are you nervous?”
“Why would I be nervous?”
“Because …”
“You think I’m scared to set things off? Shit I will bend you over this balcony and get to work.” His lack of action didn’t match the confidence of his words.
“Well, I’m nervous.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m older and I have dimples and stretch marks in places I didn’t when we were in college.”
“Danessa I’m a grown man. I do not care about that shit.”
“What if the chemistry is off?”
“You know good and damn well that’s never been a problem for us. It doesn’t matter what does or doesn’t happen tonight. We could just cuddle and knock the fuck out. The night is gonna be perfect because I get to spend it with you.”
Fucking my ex after several years filled me with a ton of trepidation. But this wasn’t’ just any ex, it was Aldridge, and he was right, all that matters is us being together.
“The show’s starting.” He pointed to a fixed point in the distance. As we stood in silence watching water shoot up into the air to “Viva Las Vegas” by Elvis it felt like the window of opportunity was slipping away. Perhaps we were better suited as friends. Not everything deserved a reboot. Maybe Aldridge and I had already jumped the shark.
The heat from Aldridge’s body was like a flame, warm enough to soothe me but also hot enough to burn. His hand was just inches away from mine. I longed to interlock my fingers with his. The hair on my right arm stood on end in an attempt to get nearer. Aldridge was fixated on the sway of the water midair. I don’t think he registered I was no longer paying attention to the show.
“Fuck it.” Grabbing the collar of his shirt, I pulled him closer while rising to my toes. When Aldridge’s lips touched mine, everything sped up and I was weightless, probably because my feet were no longer on the ground as Aldridge was taking longstrides to his bedroom. In the bedroom we stumbled over one another in an attempt to remove articles of clothing.
“Normally, I always have something to say but you’ve got me at a loss for words, you are so damn fine.”
“Really?”
“Yes, I love your perfect soft stomach.” He planted a kiss on the left side of my belly causing me to giggle. “I love your long, regal neck.” His lips were like cushions and his feathery beard tickled my skin. “These violin hips that allow me to grab hold and make beautiful music. This mole right there.” He pointed at the mole on my breast. “That is my favorite mole on your body.”
I could listen to this man’s raspy voice for hours. “Let’s hear it for the kneecaps. They’re a little wobbly but still strong.” Instinctually I swatted in his direction playfully. Aldridge circled my body, his hand sweeping across my stomach. “I love the strength in your back, always straight asserting your confidence.” He unhooked my bra and it slipped from my shoulders, landing on the floor.
“God, I wanna taste you.” His declaration made me shiver. He wasted no time making my dreams a reality, removing my panties and lowering me to the bed. Taking my right leg, his mouth worked its way up. When he reached my inner thigh my breath hitched. This man was going to have me acting a fool tonight. I just knew I was about to say things that would make me blush and look at myself funny in the light of day.
The warmth of his breath just inches from my core forced me to beg. “Please.”
Luckily, he didn’t torture me but instead slid his tongue over my most sensitive nerves. My body was electrified with pleasure. Aldridge took to his knees as if settling in for a feast. As he sunk his tongue into my pussy, my soul vacated my body and performed a praise dance. It was the moaning for me as he devoured my pussy. He was acting like he was sufferingfrom dehydration, and my juices were the only thing that could satiate.
My hand grasped at his curls tempted to smother him between my thighs. When Aldridge told me to fuck his face, I showed all the way out, rocking my hips so my clit could connect with his extended tongue. Aldridge ran his hands upward over the length of my body Finding my open mouth, he inserted two of his fingers. Sucking his long digits, I hoped he could imagine what I planned to do to his dick later on.
Saliva was trailing down his hand when he finally removed it and immediately inserted those wet fingers inside of me, forcing my eyes to the back of my head. I was speaking gibberish. Just babbling a string of nonsensical words. Aldridge turned me over onto my stomach and cleared his plate from the rooter to the tooter. No fold was left untouched.
“Is this okay?” He massaged my anus with his thumb.
“Yes.” When I tell you I would let this man do the freak nastiest things to me and beg for more.
“What about this?” His thumb inched inside and my normal twenty-twenty vision temporarily went blurry. A French kiss to my clit prompted me to claw at the bedding.
“I think I’m about to come.”
“Do it, I dare you. Come for me, baby.”
I was a people pleaser, so I did as I was told, writhing across his face until I met a sweet release that forced me to collapse into the mattress. The wake of my orgasm was just as intense, leaving me trembling uncontrollably for almost a full minute.
