Page 12 of More to Love

“Invite me in Ri.”

His tongue flowed across his bottom lip glazing it with a light coat of lubricant making it hard to look away. I couldn’t help but fall for his flirtatious ways. His chocolate skin glowed while his iced-out grill and flowing locs were quickly becoming a favorite.

Clearing my throat, I stepped to the side and said, “Right. Come in Hendrix.”

As soon as I shut the door, he lowly asked, “Where am I welcomed?”

For some reason, his innocent question had my kitty purring. The truth was, the scent of his cologne mixed with his handsome looks granted him access to me in a way that it took many to gain over a course of months. Hendrix was different.

“Wherever you choose to settle is fine with me.”

His eyes gave my body another tour and stopped at my center. That sly smirk was present again. He was playing a dangerous game. His words began to ring out where he said he wouldn’t disrespect his woman in public so that only made me wonder how he was privately.

“Hendrix, why did you approach me if you knew you had a woman at home? Happy homes aren’t mine to break.”

“Who said I was happy?”

That caught my interest. However, he was still in a committed relationship with someone that wasn’t me and I didn’t need that karma on me.

“Maybe, this was a bad idea. I’m sorry for even texting you. I know better.”

“As do I. I just wanted your name, but now that I’m here… it’s going to be hard to walk away from you Ri. You have no idea how beautiful you are. I could smell your confidence from a mile away and wanted a whiff of it on me.”

He was so fine but damn he would never be mine. His locs swung in his face as his chain shined brightly underneath the moon light that peeked in.

“The rumors are that you’re a faithful man.”

“I try to be but I’m not perfect Ri.”

“You have time to walk away Hendrix. Don’t give up your morals for me.”

“Join me gorgeous.”

He extended a bottle of Don which I didn’t realize he even had. I took it from him and took a shot before handing it back where he took one for himself. Whatever was on his mind was heavy because he never responded to my last comment. Instead, he made his way to my living room and got comfortable.

He didn’t want to talk so I threw whatever conversation I thought was going to happen out the window. I wasn’t a fool though. This was going to be something regretful for him afterward and I didn’t want to bring that on him.

Following the same path, I went to get him out of my house. It wasn’t worth it… I wasn’t worth it. I found him sitting on my couch with no worries.

Bending down, I reached for his hands, when my breast slipped through my robe. I was a healthy woman that had big everything, so it was natural for things to not stay put. However, I had no time to apologize and adjust myself before his lips were wrapped around my nipple.

The feeling of his warm tongue against my flesh instantly threw me into a trance. He was someone I wanted so the slightest physical attention I was receiving from him was throwing me overboard.

My eyes shut almost instantly as he pulled my body into a more comfortable position which landed me in his lap. My size didn’t matter to him and that caused my faucet to drip faster. I was completely naked underneath so all it took was one swift motion for my entire canvas to be on display. He had me bare and bothered.

“Hendrix,” I whispered his name.

I no longer had control so stopping him was out of my hands. I was hoping he would realize that I wasn’t who he needed to share this moment with.

His tongue traveled upward to my exposed neck as his hands rubbed and squeezed on my ass. The light grip he applied every few seconds had my body on fire. Not only was I giving this man my time, but now I was giving him my body and once that connection was made, it would always be unforgettable.

He sucked on my neck as I fumbled with his belt and then the button of his pants. Where I knew I should’ve hopped off this man, I had no will power to do so. I was completely invested in allowing him to take me to new heights.

Once he was released, no time was wasted on getting him to my opening. Easing his way inside of my lubricated tunnel, I could feel him adjusting my walls to become a better fit. A fit that no one else would be able to fill properly. With each subtle stroke, I felt him make me his.

His low grunts and soft kisses against my skin were the only encouragement I needed through the night. My body moved on its own coating his shaft with the juices he stirred up. My body was releasing a fluid that contained a chemical that could slowly but surely become an addiction.

He had his ways as well. Because as bad as I wanted him addicted to my loving, it was me that was riding my way into a bliss that I wanted to stay on a continuous loop. Hendrix should’ve warned me that his dick was a drug no one would be able to wing themselves off.