“We’ll create some new memories.”
“That sounds good, but until then—I think I’d like to do more of you.”
I turned over onto my back, welcomed him into my arms, and replied, “I’d like that very much.”
6
NAVY – SWEET LIKE HONEY
It was two in the morning, and we had slept for roughly three hours. I couldn’t stay asleep with her soft body pressed against mine the way it was. The tempting fragrance of her warm musk was alluring. My hand glided up her hip, and she bucked her ass against me.
I immediately grew aroused, pressed a kiss to her shoulder, and climbed out of bed when she didn’t move again. She slept so peacefully, and I wanted to leave her alone, but I couldn’t. I made my way to the front of the suite and opened the cabinets in the mini kitchen. My search didn’t take long before I found a bottle of honey.
I grabbed the honey and a bucket of ice and returned to the bedroom. Nyako was still in the same position I had left her in, on her back. Her head was turned to the right, and her fingers were curled against her mouth. Her left leg was stretched out, and her right leg was curled up with her foot planted against the inside of her left leg. I peeled the covers back and admired her long, dark chocolate body. She was curvy but slim, toned but lean.
After our last sexual encounter, we had showered and returned to bed. Neither of us wore any clothing. I had just held her through the night. I set the bucket of ice on the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of honey with the honeycomb inside. Unscrewing the cap, I poured some over her nipples.
She moaned and stirred a little but remained asleep. I moved onto the bed beside her and sucked a pert nipple inside of my mouth. She was sweet like the honeycomb, but something else was there, too, her natural flavor.
I poured honey down the side of her hip and massaged it in. I tugged her nipple between my teeth and watched as she stirred awake. One hand stretched above her head, and the other hand rested on top of mine, pulling me closer.
I used my left hand to massage the honey on her other breast, and Nyako moaned as she spread her legs wide for me. Her fingers slid over her belly and down to her pussy. I watched as she fingered her lower lips, until she slipped them inside of her. I was turned on at the sight of her pleasuring herself. She didn’t do it for me; she did it for her.
I grabbed the bottle of honey and poured it all along her body. Nyako’s hands roamed her body rubbing the thick condiment all over her. She pulled her fingers to her lips and licked it away, and I licked along the places she had touched.
She arched her body from the bed as though heat had been applied to her body, warming the honey, and turning it into a molten liquid. When I moved between her thighs, she pushed her legs up into the air and pulled them back toward the headboard.
I scooped some honey onto my thumb and rubbed it on her clitoris. When I sucked it off, she screamed out loud.
“Mm. You’re so good and delicious, girl.” I moaned and sucked her engorged flesh between my lips again.
Nyako bit her bottom lip and arched her hips off the bed, thrusting into my mouth. She fucked my lips and tongue with her pussy, and I allowed her to take over. Grabbing the back of my head, she shoved her pelvis violently against me.
My hands massaged the honey into her breasts. She pulled my hands free and sucked my fingers while I sucked her pussy. My dick grew angry and eager to be fed. I had no idea sucking fingers could be so sensual and erotic, but it was.
I poured honey on my tongue and slid my tongue between her slit again, scooping up her nectar as I went. When I slid a finger in her ass, Nyako came violently on my tongue. I could barely move from between her thighs before she had a condom in hand, passing it to me.
When I slid inside of her, it felt like I had slid into the honeycomb itself. She was sticky, sweet, soft, and tight. She cleaved to my dick, and it felt like she was the perfect groove for me to fit into.
My hands gripped her thighs as I slowly slid in and out of her. I pulled her back and forth on me until the intensity of my speed and propulsion picked up. I slammed so hard into her that she slid up and down the bed. Nyako coated me with her own honey.
Her screams grew louder, and the sound of my dick being suctioned into her pussy rang out through the room. I blew short, loud breaths through my teeth as I struggled to hold on. With one hand, she gripped my dick, and with her other hand, she played with her clit.
Her eyes grew wide and wild, and I knew she was about to cum. I added a finger to the mix and sent her over the edge. She gripped my dick and planted a hand against my chest to stop me from fucking her. Nyako grabbed the bottle and coated my dick with honey.
She sucked my shit like it was the honeycomb itself, and she was trying to get the last drop of honey. She summoned that nutout of my balls and straight through my dick. I exploded in her mouth, pulled out, and coated her face, neck, and breasts with my nut.
I pushed her back onto the bed and licked my cum off her face and body. When I was finished, I hovered above her, and she gripped the back of my neck, pulling me down. She opened her mouth, licked the nut off my lips, and sucked it off my tongue. We kissed a deep, sensual kiss. Satisfied and finally relaxed, I collapsed beside Nyako, pulled her into my arms, and fell into a peaceful sleep.
7
NAVY – APOLOGIES & LIVES
Iknew Coach had told me to stay out of trouble and keep my dick in my pants, but it wasn’t like I’d been on the same demon time that I was the last year after my breakup. What I hadn’t told the beautiful Nyako, was that I had woken up hungover with more strange women after wild parties than I could count on both hands. I had tried everything, short of drugs, to forget Natika. Nothing had helped.
The first night with Nyako was the first time having sex in the last year without being impaired, and it was the greatest. So it was no wonder that I was disappointed when she said we wouldn’t contact each other after we went our separate ways, but I respected it.
We woke up yesterday morning to find that we were still snowed in. Like most of the travelers, we weren’t too happy about it, but Nyako was quick to remind me and the others that at least we had suites to stay in. Plenty of other travelers weren’t so lucky. They were stuck sleeping in chairs and on the floor in the main terminal of the airport.
