Like a magnet he immediately moved between my thighs. He had a sneaky smirk on his face that matched mine. “Right here?” he didn’t give me the chance to respond, because his lips had already collided with mine.
He finally gave me a break or so I thought. I was in the midst of falling into one of those good sleeps when I felt him. “I thought you were letting me sleep?” I asked with my eyes closed as the sensations of North’s hand on my thigh sent a jolt through my existence. It only did that because my body already knew what was next. I’m glad we both showed one another clean bills of health after our first session, because the way we had been going at it since was extremely reckless.
“I didn’t say that at all. At least I don’t feel like I did.” By now he had one of my thighs in his hand while his other hand explored my already swollen folds. It felt like it had been forever since I had been with anyone like this, but what I didn’t expect was him like this. I mean this man was literally insatiable, borderline greedy.
“You di—” My sentence didn’t make it out of my throat because he had already plunged forward into my folds from the side. He then drew back, before thrusting forward. This man was deliberately trying to make sure I left his house with a limp.
“I did what?” he asked in a taunting tone.
“Fff…fuck.” I felt like I was clawing the skin off his back, but I couldn’t help it. Especially not when he flipped me on my back and went in for the kill. He thrusted into me so deep and calculated that I could even think straight. His dick was setting off fight or flight signals throughout my entire body.
With my mouth agape I just watched him in awe. No moment so earth shatteringly perfect should have existed, but it did. It existed with him between my legs feeling like he was digging for gold. It existed with his lips now pressed against the nape of my neck, while I found my lips begging him not to stop.It existed.
What felt like a sting to my thigh woke me up from a slumber I didn’t even remember falling into. I opened my eyes and there he was, standing at the foot of his bed shirtless once again.
“Are you hungry?”
“What time is it?” I asked, sitting up and looking around as if anything in this room is familiar.
“Seven. Let’s go downstairs and eat, before I eat you.” Then he disappeared into the washroom.
The before I eat you part is what made me swallow hard, because immediately after he said that memories of him doing just that last night and part of this morning floated through my head. Instead of telling him to go ahead like I wanted to, I nodded my head and climbed out of his bed. I don’t think my body could take another round so soon.
I grabbed the shirt that he gave me last night then went for the boxers as well. I never made it into them last night.
“Toothbrush?” I called out.
“On the counter.”
I nodded and went to take care of my morning hygiene. After I washed my face and messed around with my hair for a few, I went to brush my teeth.
He entered the washroom seconds later. I thought he was just passing through, because he was on the phone, but I was wrong. I realized that when he leaned against the doorframe listening to the person on the line while his eyes studied my every move.
“See that’s yo’ problem. You don’t mind your fucking business, Mari.” He laughed at something his brother said, right before pushing himself off the wall and walking up behind me.
He laughed. “Yeah right. Fucking kidnapped, but yeah I’ma hit you back later.”
When he hung up the phone, he was all in my space. His hands found their way onto my waist. “How’d you sleep?” We locked eyes through the mirror.
“You mean the two hours I got.”
He chuckled. “It ain’t my fault yo’ ass is addicting.”
“Addicting huh?” I smirked.
“You heard what the fuck I said.” He grabbed my hand and led me out of his bathroom. We ended up in the kitchen where a plethora of food sat untouched awaiting our presence.
“Oh, damn you really wanted to feed me.” I grabbed a piece of the turkey bacon on the island.
“Yeah, so you could feed me, before you try to go missing on a nigga and we be beefing by next week.”
“That soon?”
“Hell yeah. I don’t know how none of this works, but I do know that I don’t share shit I put my mouth on.” I liked the way he said that it made me feel all hot on the inside, but of course I had to ask him what he meant. I wasn’t looking for any type of relationship right now and neither was he. He was a man who moved to his own pattern and answered to none. I knew that because I was the same way, a kindred spirit if you will.
“Meaning?”
“I wanna see what’s to this thing between you and me. I’m not trying to lock you down or jump into some shit I’m not ready for. But I want you.” He sat on the stool near the counter.
