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And I left my girl to her escape.
Charlie’s ass is good for something, I see…
I was stretched out on a lounge chair on the warm sand. My earbuds played old school Boyz II Men from my phone. Their “Christmas Interpretations” album was a classic. ‘Twas that time of the year, but listening to Christmas music on a tropical island was a crazy contradiction to my senses. Still, this shit was tight; a favorite of mine. I was in a zone, having my senses beautifully assaulted, studying the crashing high tides, and being serenaded by timeless talent.
Then my sight was enhanced when Lennox slowly promenaded my way, one leg swinging in front of the other, kicking up sand. Her curls blew in the nighttime wind, looking just as freed and unrestrained as I imagined she was after her smoke. I’d left her some time ago, on the deck of the other side of the quarter for privacy. It was nice to be sought out.
The closer she came, the more I could make out the tight slits of her eyes. Her taupe romper wore well on her toned thighs and curved hips. Her breasts were free beneath the thin fabric. The woman was a natural beauty. She crawled up the lounger to lay her body on top of mine, and as soon as she settled over me, Lennox’s tongue was in my mouth. It moved against mine slowly, lazily grazing my own. I could smell the slight musk from her smoked trees, but what dominated was the vanilla scent of her hair, blowing all around my face. She pulled back, sucking my bottom lip as she descended, nipping at my beard.
Lennox inched down my body until her little hands were at the elastic waist of my basketball shorts. She yanked at it and my boxers beneath. I lifted, allowing her to drag them down, seeing my dick spring out. She pulled them from my feet, then peeled out of the top portion of the romper, exposing her pretty tits. Lennox swung her head to futilely move curly strands from her face.So fucking sexy… In this wind, they’d blow all over, uncontrollably. I was ready, excited about her obvious plan to make love to me from on top. Damn, I was ready.
But Lennox didn’t remove the bottom of her romper when she reached over to push my legs on either side of the lounger. She squatted over the bottom of the chair, hips spread, and planted her elbows inside of my thighs. I lost my fucking lungs when she gathered my dick in her hands and pulled it to her lips.Shit. She kissed me devoutly, sprinkling them down my shaft. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. It felt like Lennox was in her own world with the companion of her choice.
A soft grunt escaped when she put me inside her warm mouth. Her lips felt good against me, too. She stroked me slowly, grip a little loose for my preference, but I wouldn’t complain. My girl wanted to neck me, another first for us. I enjoyed watching her. Lennox pulled me out with an opened mouth then extended her tongue toward her chin and licked the underside of my cock. She was pulling from her NormaJean deep throat bag. The attempt pleased me. Her eyes were tight as hell, her persona was vixen.
I took in her intended vision. She was straddling the lounger with her breasts out as she stroked me with determined care just beneath. It went on and on. I was in no rush to end this rare, erotic leading of my requited love. In due time, I’d teach her how to neck me properly. I’d even show her how to take one nut in two parts, one being in her hot mouth.
Until that time came, I decided to take in the beauty of the present. Relentless wind mussing her curly tresses, R&B legends crooning in my ears about falling in love on Christmas day, and a wanton beauty, under the influence, taking care of me just felt right. All on a sandy beach.
Ahhhh…
I lay back and watched Lennox’s passion at work.
Gazing at myself in the mirror, I noted, “This is twenty-nine.”
Not quite thirty-years-old yet, but the clock was still on. I fingered through my freshly colored hair, questioning why I was up so early. Yes, it was Christmas Day, but it was also my birthday. There were no kids around. Why couldn’t I sleep in?
That was a more appealing prospect, especially with how I felt last night, after Tobias had finally crawled into my bed, wrapping his strapping arm around me. I intertwined my legs with his hairy ones as much as possible. Within seconds of his heated covering, I began catching a thousand winks. Then I was abruptly awakened by his Pear Bear calling fromDisney. By this time, Tobias had left my bed, and I was out again.
“LENNOX…” he called from down the hall.
My face lifting in a fake cry. “I’m coming, baby!”
I could smell and hear crackling bacon, so I knew he’d been cooking. But something had been biting at me since I began washing up a few minutes ago. I’d done twenty-nine birthdays and Christmases in my life, all in varying places with different people depending on the years. But this one felt different. It evoked burgeoning emotions I couldn’t give a name or reason to.
Applying coral lip gloss, the color reminded me of my grandmother. That thought led into my need to see her. I’d only been back in Jersey for a couple of weeks now, but still. The responsibility to check on her was more reasonable considering the lack of distance now. I’d still been chewing on my father’s insistence that I get over my disappointment in her handling of my womanhood. He was right, but I’d give myself time.
Walking out of the master suite, I pulled my phone from my robe. Scott would call at some point today, especially when he opens the new monitors and speakers I got him for his gaming pursuits. The food smelled amazing, awakening my belly as I drew closer to the kitchen. I could hear masculine voices en route.
In no time, his thickness came into view. Tobias stood against the island, eyes narrowed and chin toward his chest. I gaited straight into his personal space.
“What?” I smiled, knowing what. He’d been waiting on me. “I didn’t take that long.”
“I wanted you to get out here to eat before his greedy ass takes all the food.” He gestured across the kitchen.
“Hey, Charlie!” I greeted as he piled pancakes into a plastic container. “Merry Christmas!”
“I’m Islamic, queen,” he explained. “But the big deal of the day is you. Happy born day!”
I smiled. “Thank you!” Then I pivoted to stand on my toes and get closer to the face of my bronzed giant. “Looks like there’s plenty enough food to me.” I managed to kiss his waiting lips. He was always prepared.
Then Tobias took me by the shoulders and turned me around. With a gentle push, he urged me toward the living room.
“Bye, Lennox!” Charlie shouted behind me. “Oh! I hope you like that bong I got you! We gone blow some together soon!”
“The fuck she is!” Tobias bit back nastily.
It disturbed me no more than I was sure it did his cousin, Charlie. I didn’t smoke weed regularly, but not even I would want paraphernalia to use it. It would bring back memories of a struggling, soon-to-be ex-husband. Thankfully, I hadn’t heard from him or his mother since last week inKarsyn Cove. I wouldn’t be hearing from Mya again either. The next day, while giving Tobias and Elia alone time at the beach before I joined, I called my “old” friend. I told her what I knew and that she wouldn’t ever hear from me again in life. My words were colorful and with finality. After ending the call, I blocked her on all social media and my phone as well.
