“Heyy, you.” I smiled, genuinely happy to see him. For a long minute he just stared at me, and I looked away because this man made me so damn nervous. It felt like his hands were moving over my damn body and he didn’t lay one hand on me.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
“Yes, your home is beautiful.”
“Thank you, but the most beautiful thing in this house is the woman standing in front of me. I’m glad you could make it down. It’s been a while,” he said, pulling me in for a hug.
I laughed. “I just saw you last weekend.”
“That’s a while, Forever. Shit, the way things are going I wanna see you every day.” He smirked. “Come have a glass of wine with me, baby.” For the next few hours, he showed me around the house, and we sat outside and enjoyed the beautiful weather. His pool was big as hell, and I couldn’t wait to get inside. He even had a hot tub. Later that night, we went to dinner. I wanted soul food, so we went to this place called Lola’s and the ambiance inside was so nice and it was Black owned.
Once we were seated the waitress came and took our food and drink order.
“This all sounds so delicious. They have seafood egg rolls and soul food egg rolls. It’s hard to decide.” I looked up at him.
He laughed. “Order whatever you want, baby.”
He didn’t have to tell me twice because I did just that.
“I’ll take the seafood egg rolls and the soul food egg rolls, the teriyaki glazed salmon with crab fried rice, lobster mac and cheese, and greens.” I smiled, satisfied with my order.
“Damn, you hungry,” Legacy blurted, and I hit him on the arm. “Let me get the porterhouse medium well, mac and cheese, and yams,” he told her. The egg rolls were an appetizer, so we would share those. The vibe in here was everything. The lighting was dim and they had jazz playing in the background.
“This nice,” I said to Legacy.
“Yeah, Lola is a good friend of my mom’s. The food is really good here,” he replied. We sat at a private table in the back, and we had a little more privacy.
His eyes stayed on me longer than necessary, and for some reason, being looked at by him still made me nervous.
“You look fine as hell, I just need you to know that,” he said, gazing at me.
“Thank you.” I smiled. The waiter came back with our drinks, and I wasted no time because I needed something to take the edge off. About thirty minutes later, our food arrived and we dugin. These damn egg rolls was so good, I made a mental note to get a to-go order.
“Mmmm. This is so good. Everything I’ve touched is good,” I said while stuffing another fork-full of food into my mouth.
“I told you this was the best.” The rest of dinner was perfect after that. We laughed, shared food, talked, and for once, I wasn’t thinking about work, my health, or anything stressing me out. I was just in a happy space.
By the time we made it back to the house, both of us were full and relaxed. I went upstairs and changed into something more comfortable, a pair of shorts, and a tank top.
When I came downstairs, he was already in the basement where his real bar was at and entertainment room was.
“You comfortable?” he asked, looking me over.
“Yes.” I nodded. He pulled me between his legs and leaned in to place a kiss on my lips, and from that moment on his tongue was wrapped around mine. His hand gripped my ass and that was it, I was leaking. It was like he lit a fire in me, and I didn’t want him to stop. It’s been a long ass time since any man has touched me. He broke the kiss and gently grabbed my hand.
“Come with me,” he said and led the way. We walked into this room and there was this large canvas on the floor. He grabbed different colors of paint and started pouring them onto the canvas and my heart was beating so fucking hard because I knew what he was doing, and what was about to happen. He remembered me mentioning that movie Mea Culpa and how I said I wanted to do something like that. I damn sure did and added it to my bucket list.
Once he was done pouring, he walked over to me and started removing my clothes, and I let him because I wanted him so bad. The minute he removed his clothes, I almost fainted because his dick was huge. I was a little scared, because for one, I haven’thad sex in a minute; and second, where the hell was he putting that?!
Hush Forever because you were hoping and dreaming of this man and this day.I’ll ‘Give All My Love to You’ by Keith Sweatwas playing.
“I love this song. It’s old but a classic, and it’s perfect for what I’m about to do to you,” he whispered in my ear and my damn body trembled. He pulled me onto the canvas and started kissing me so damn good my pussy was pulsating. I was hungry for this man, and all I wanted was to feel him inside of me. It was the way he handled me that had me on fire, he spread my arms out in the paint and kissed every part of my body. It was as if something clicked in him, and he was creating a masterpiece.
The way he licked and sucked on my nipples had me arching my back and moaning his name. Sliding his fingers across my clit had me losing my mind. I’ve been dreaming and longing for his touch, and now it was finally here. I never thought this would happen. He worked my pussy over so good I was squirming and moving around like I had lost my mind. He slid his dick up and down my wet slit, and because it had been a while, it was hard for him to ease right in. But it didn’t take long, and when he got inside of me, I swear I stopped breathing and tears flowed down my face.
“I got you, baby.” He kissed the tears away as he moved in and out of me. His strokes were deep, yet gentle all at the same time.
“Oh my God!” I cried out as his strokes became deeper and deeper. I felt like I was paralyzed and couldn’t move. That’s how good it was, and how this man had me gone and we just got started. I was already developing feelings for him, but they were damn sure here front and center. Everything in this moment felt different, and I knew that our friendship was turning intosomething much deeper. I really didn’t want this to happen because I knew that we couldn’t be together.
