His request was soothing and so polite.
My heart thumped. Amari was the kind of guy who talked a woman through lovemaking. Although I said I wanted it fast, he listened to my body as it soaked him up like a sponge. I desired tenderness, and Amari knew it. He was giving me exactly what I needed. I melted in his arms.
“Right there.”
“There?” He adjusted his body until I nodded.
He thrust his hips in a slow, steady rhythm.
“Oh . . .”
“Enjoy it, sweetheart. Uh . . .” His body convulsed a little as if he’d hit a goldmine too.
“Damn. I felt that. Uh, . . . there it is again.” I hissed as a new sensation overtook me.
When I realized I had him under my control as much as he did me, I repeated my motions, rocking and rolling my hips until Amari’s head jerked high, and he bit his thick lips.
“I can’t hold it, baby. I need to pull out.”
Like nothing else that made sense with me, I held Amari’s butt close and kissed the portion of his neck nearest me.
“Don’t leave. Fill me up.”
He shook his head.
“That means . . .”
“I know.” I resumed my motions, rocking and rolling until Amari shook.
“I’m cumming.”
“Do it.” I closed my eyes and moved my body so Amari stayed in the spot that would make me cum too.
Within seconds, I felt wet heat enter me.
“Yes!” I shook and shouted like I’d caught the Holy Ghost.
As Amari moaned through his release and emptied his seed, I received and prayed for a new start. I would accept whatever the consequences of our coupling were, because this was the sensual baptism I needed to start my new life.
I wokeup with my arms tangled with Amari’s. I inhaled deeply as the faint scent of our sex mingled with previously clean bodies. Body heat enveloped me more than the blankets lying on my bed. Since my back was pressed to Amari’s chest, I arched it and thrust my butt into his growing erection. His hand cupped my breast and pinched my nipple as he nuzzled my neck with his lips and nose.
“Hey, baby.”
The deep voice that was the automatic sensor to alert my honey pot that good loving was nearby vibrated against the hairs on the back of my neck.
I grinned hard and bit my lip before answering. As if on autopilot, my butt wiggled several times before Amari smacked it.
“You better settle that plump ass down if you don’t want me tearing your sexy self up again. I already warned you about not being able to walk if I took you too many times.”
Amari wasn’t lying. Although I’d been satisfied beyond my wildest dreams, a subtle throbbing that felt as if I’d been stretched lingered. I’d have to soak in Epsom salts once Amari left.
The howling wind rattled the windows as I remembered that a storm raged outside.
“Do you think everything’s okay?”
Amari separated from me and reached back to retrieve his phone. Fortunately, he had a portable phone battery charger that charged both of our devices throughout the night. He nestled back against me and held his phone in front of me so I could see it as we lay on the bed. He swiped to his weather app with his thumb.
“It says we have at least a foot of snow in the area. Do you have a snow shovel in your garage?”
