The music was loud and knockin’ so I never heard the doors from the elevator open. When I turned around, the woman I was avoiding and silencing was standing in my condo with everything oiled up and on display. There wasn’t a piece of clothing in sight that was tied to her.
I had just placed my food on a plate, and the floor held all contents of it. Journei wasn’t supposed to be in Nashville, let alone in front of me. I’d only been home for a little over an hour, so with it being a two-hour distance, she must’ve wasted no time comin’ after me.
One foot after another, she made her way to me. By the time she was in front of me, I was rock hard, fighting off the urge to do her on my kitchen island. The piercings she had on her face were drawing attention to all her features.Why are you here, woman?
Her hand went around to the back of my neck, bringing me down to her level. A kiss from those soft lips turned my flame all the way up. Everything I said and felt went out the window. She massaged my shaft, smearing the precum around the tip. I was under her spell, and she knew it.
Journei broke the kiss and looked me in the eyes. Her beauty was unmatched I swear. Grabbing my hand, she pulled me from the kitchen to the couch. I watched her back side jiggle, and that alone had me ready to let loose.
Once I was shoved down, she straddled me, making sure to sit directly on my manhood. Her hips moved in a slow rhythm, and puppet Gills was in full effect.
“You owe me a convers… mmm… a conversation, Christian.”
My hands were on her back while my mouth was latched on to her breast. That woman held pure gold between her legs. I didn’t know if it was me or her, but the heat accompanied by the wetness was drivin’ me crazy.
“Talk then,” was all I had for her. She tasted too good to stop, and she felt too good to sit and talk like normal people.
“This can’t… ssshit. Christiaaannn.” She couldn’t get her sentence out if she tried. I was touchin’ her cervix the way she slammed down on my wood. I was sure that was exactly what I was knockin’ up against.
“Can’t what? Get it out since you wanna talk so bad.”
“Fuuuck. I can’t talk like thissss. I’m cumminnn’!” she cried out as her walls contracted, and cream coated my shaft.
I stood up while still inside and carried her to my bedroom. Each motion had her moving on me with no effort. Laying her on the bed, I disconnected our bodies and dove into her box, lookin’ for that treasure I loved tasting.
“Talk, Journei,” I whispered on her folds. She came to my crib for the conversation but couldn’t form a complete sentence.
“Aaaah! This can’t stop. I need this. Damn it, Christian. I need youuuuu.”
To hear her admit needing me put me in overdrive. If she only knew how bad I needed her. Sleepless nights from missing her, daydreams consisting of her, my sheets smelling of her, and my body goin’ through withdrawals from being inside her was a daily thing since having her.
I was sliding in her with no regret that go-round. She was a sin I was willing to commit. I stood and hovered over her body. I wasn’t truly home ’til I was inside her canal. Lifting her leg, I placed myself at her opening. Slowly entering, it felt like waves were comin’ at me full speed.
“And I need all of you, not just this.”
We went at it for hours, taking turns blessing each other with the fluids our bodies produced. Journei was under me with her body pressed into mine. I didn’t want it to end, but I knew it would. No matter how much I ignored her marriage, at the end of the day, she wasn’t mine.
She was so beautiful to me. I saw my daughter being the spitting image of her. It was crazy that I thought of my future more since seeing her than I ever had before. Her showing up there let me know that she felt everything for me that I felt for her. It wasn’t a phase for either one of us. The magnetic pull was too strong.
I gently removed myself from the bed and went to the kitchen to take in what’d been happening with me and Journei. Turning the corner, I saw the food I dropped earlier. Them crab tacos were gon’ slap if I had a chance to eat ’em.
I grabbed what I needed to clean up the mess that sat in the floor. It took me a good fifteen, twenty minutes to get the whole kitchen cleaned.
Goin’ into the living room, I took a seat on the sofa, thinking on how Journei was affecting my life. When she was around, I was at ease. My body wanted to be under or on top of hers, as usual, but there was so much more that I wanted to give to her.
I wasn’t sure how long I sat there in my thoughts, but it was long enough for Journei to notice I was no longer beside her. She walked in with my sheet wrapped around her body.
My head was resting on the back of the sofa when she walked over and applied the gentlest kiss. I felt myself rising once more. She walked around, opened the sheet, and straddled me, placing me inside my newfound home.
“I don’t want sex. The feeling of havin’ you inside me is relaxing that’s all. Why are you out here and not in the bed with me, Christian?”
Her vitiligo had my attention at the moment. She had patches around her eyes and along her jaw line. The two patches that occupied her neck were screaming for me to kiss them. I leaned forward and placed my lips on her skin. That electric current wasted no time shooting through my body.
I grabbed her hips and started to move her slowly back and forth. There was no such thing as just sittin’ inside her. The way she felt and smelled held too much over me. A small chuckle left her throat accompanied by a gesture of pushing me away.
“Stop and answer me. I told you I don’t want sex. The way you feel is relaxing.”
“I came out here to try and figure out why I’m such a sucka for you. This connection we got is hittin’ different. And what you got between your legs making this man of faith one weak vessel. I ain’t never had this issue with any woman since devoting my life to this. I try to stay away from you just to have a pull stronger than the last encounter. Journei, all I know is I want you in my life.”
