DRIPPING SOAKING WET, I STOOD IN THE DOORWAY OF OUR BATHROOM AFTER A LONG, HOT SHOWER, RELAXING MY MUSCLES FROM A GRUELING DAY AT WORK. MY BODY GLISTENED AS YOU SURVEYED ME, A VISION OF MASCULINITY THAT MADE ME STAND TALLER.
MY HAIR WAS GROOMED JUST HOW YOU LIKED IT, PERFECT FOR PLAYING WITH AS WE LAY ON THE BED, WATCHING NETFLIX ON OUR FIRE STICK. YOU SAID IN YOUR SULTRY HAITIAN VOICE, "HEY DAVUE" (CREOLE FOR DADDY), "HOW WAS YOUR DAY, LOVE?" I ZONED OUT, LOST IN YOUR WORDS, AS I SAT ON THE BED WITH A BOTTLE OF LOTION AND BABY OIL, READY FOR YOU TO MASSAGE MY SMOOTH, DARK SKIN.
YOU SPREAD THE LOTION OVER MY BACK, YOUR HANDS TRACING MY SHOULDERS AS YOU KISSED MY NECK. I TURNED, PULLING YOU INTO MY LAP, LOOKING INTO YOUR EYES AND TELLING YOU HOW MUCH I LOVED YOU, THANKFUL TO GOD FOR YOU.
I RAN MY HANDS THROUGH YOUR HAIR, TRACING YOUR EARS AND THE BACK OF YOUR NECK. YOU STRADDLED ME, WARMTH PULSING THROUGH YOUR BOY SHORTS. I SLOWLY SLIPPED THEM OFF, ADORING EVERY INCH OF YOU. GRABBING YOUR WAIST, I PULLED YOU CLOSE, OUR MINDS CLEAR EXCEPT FOR THE LOVE WE SHARED.
I KISSED YOUR NECK, AND YOU MOANED, A SOUND OF DESIRE. YOUR BODY RESPONDED, HEAT RISING BETWEEN YOUR LEGS. YOU MASSAGED ME WITH YOUR LIPS, STRADDLING ME TIGHTER. WE KISSED, PASSIONATE AND DEEP, OUR CHEMISTRY UNDENIABLE. EVERY MOMENT WITH YOU WAS FIREWORKS, ECSTASY.
I SLID MY HANDS AROUND YOUR CURVES, RUBBING SOFTLY OVER YOUR STRETCH MARKS. I LIFTED YOU, POSITIONING YOU ON MY LONG, THICK COCK, YOUR WARMTH ENVELOPING ME. YOU SAT ALL THE WAY DOWN, PUSSY MUSCLES TIGHTENING, LETTING ME KNOW I FIT YOU PERFECTLY. I LAID YOU BACK ON THE BED, STILL INSIDE YOU.
YOUR MUSCLES PULSED, THROBBING AROUND ME. WE KISSED MORE PASSIONATELY, YOUR SOFT LIPS A DELIGHT. I BIT YOUR BOTTOM LIP, AND YOU MOANED, READY FOR ME TO TAKE YOU DEEPER.
BUT NOT YET. MY FOREPLAY HAD ME IN A TRANCE. I GRABBED YOUR BEAUTIFUL TITS, SQUEEZING AS YOU MOANED, ROTATING YOUR HIPS ON ME. I PLAYED WITH YOUR NIPPLES, AND YOU GRINDED HARDER. I SUCKED YOUR TITS, LICKING AROUND YOUR NIPPLES, ENVELOPING YOUR AREOLAS IN MY WARM MOUTH.
CLOSING MY EYES, I ENVISIONED ALL THIS, MY DESIRE RISING AS SENSUAL THOUGHTS FILLED MY MIND. CAN YOU "PICTURE THIS...?"
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"Chronicles Of Bondservant Vol.3"✨ "Confessions Of A Womanizer Journey"
ChickLitIn The Trials Of Moment Series of Poetry & Memoirs With #VisualRealisticMedia Ceo Zay wants his readers to understand one thing he Is Very Transparent And vulnerable in a way he's never been with a woman. New to the Author Gang but not to writing th...
