“Stand up.” His command assisted by his hand under her chin.
She stood, licked her lips and grinned. “You need to let me finish what I start.”
“One day. Not today,” he grunted, removing the t-shirt she wore. “Hold on to that rail.”
The foreplay started at dinner, Remedy’s foot gracing his leg under the table. In the shower, body pressed against his, tongue wrestling and ass grabbing, soft declarations of ‘I love yous’ warring with the rush of water.
Remedy turned around, hiked herself up on the balls of her feet and held onto the glass railing. From their executive suite,she could see the twinkle of the city below. The rush of being this high up and Erys slowly pushing inside of her felt like she was soaring.
Fully buried in her depth, he tilted her head back and kissed her while he stroked her walls.
“Mmm,” Remedy moaned against his lips, her fingers interlocked with his. “Tell me…”
Erys grunted with every squeeze of her walls that followed his stroke. “What you want me to tell you? Huh? That I’ll lose my mind behind you? That two days without contact almost had me forgetting the basic shit. That I’d take over the city so you can move with ease? That’s what you want to hear?”
Remedy whimpered, moaned, and panted trying to hold on and not come apart too soon. But Erys was hitting her spot and focusing was becoming more and more difficult with every stroke. “Yeessss.”
“You want to hear how good I’m going to love your bossy ass? I’m going to love you so fuckin’ good, woman.”
Erys’ lips twitched, watching Remedy try to regain some control. He wrapped an arm around her waist and stepped back, still buried inside. “Hands on them ankles.”
Remedy folded herself over and Erys pulled out to plunge back into her and fuck her with vigor. “Erys,” she panted, followed by a statement he couldn’t make out.
He took pleasure in watching how the evidence of their passion slowly slid down the back of her thighs. One buck from Remedy forced his body into the chair behind him. She sat on his dick, placed her palms on his thighs and bounced. A show of thanks, a show of passion, a show to remind him how good he had it at home. Though, he wouldn’t be a man to forget about how beautiful the grass and flowers were where they were watered. With everything in him, he intended to water the soil where they were planted.
From the balcony to the bed, tangled in each other and the sheets, Erys was back in his favorite place, laying on her, listening to her heart beat. Remedy’s leg was wrapped around his back, her eyes closed and her hands tiredly caressing his shoulders.
“Are you going to tell me what’s on your mind now?” her voice rasped.
Erys pulled in a deep breath. There were details he would share with her with ease. Others, not so much. “I took over the city. Big Rod is getting older, the vigor he needs to handle these niggas, he doesn’t have anymore. Maybe fifteen years ago, but not now. These new niggas is ruthless and some of their asses need to be put through the floor to get it.”
“Ohh, so that’s why you left me in the arms of Ernie,” she teased.
“Outside of mine, ain’t no safer place for you to be,” he stated.
“You’re right when you’re right.”
He laughed softly. “I’m right all the time.”
“Mmm,” Remedy buzzed, letting a lazy laugh fall off her lips. “This week you’re two for two.”
“What I get right?” Erys mused.
“My turtle and sending Paul’s ass to jail. I probably would’ve preferred his ass be put through the floor but I get it. Inside with all the men he put there. There is no better place for him to be.”
“Exactly, plus putting him through the floor left the possibility of me being away from you and I just can’t have that shit. You and Ernie left to your own devices, pimping unsuspecting women up and down the coast. Uh uh.”
Remedy laughed. “Imagine Ernie forgetting exactly who he was running game on.”
“Full blown shit show.”
“Exactly. I’m getting used to this soft life. I’d much rather you here so I can swim with my turtle. You didn’t even know they were my favorite animal did you?”
“Nah, saw the Lil’ Nigga wandering and I figured it would soothe my cuss out,” he admitted. “But that tracks. You been feeling a nigga with your Franklin bullshit.”
Remedy rolled her eyes and laughed. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I couldn’t stand the sight of you and now I can’t get enough of it. What are you doing to me that’s got me wanting to be in your skin?”
“Hittin’ your stupid button,” he joked, earning a gentle push. He kissed her stomach. “You see I can’t get enough of you. It’s mutual. It’s needed to regulate me.”
