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Trigger Warning: sexual content
Erica listened to the rain sounds in her therapist's office. The old woman sat in front of her flicking her blue pen. A notepad rested on her lap. Erica had been sitting in silence for the past ten minutes. She still wasn't used to her sessions with Dr. Kimi.
"How have you been doing, Erica?"
Puffing her cheeks she sat up and rested her arm on the couch, "Fine. Sometimes I get nightmares but since I've been with Joshua they've gone away."
Dr. Kimi nodded her head, "And tell me about this Joshua man."
Erica semi-blushed, "It's nothing. He's a friend of my cousin. I'm staying with him for a few months."
"We'll come back to him because I know there's something more there but have you had any success with what we talked about last time?"
Erica pulled her sketchbook from her tote bag and handed it to Kimi, "I started drawing again as you instructed."
"And how did you feel?"
"Free. I was bouncing off the walls. Once I started I couldn't stop." Erica smiled as the Dr flipped through the pages.
"There's a lot of technique here, Erica. Did you ever go to school to draw?" Dr. Kimi looked from the book to Erica.
Erica shook her head, "My aunt and uncle sent me but I only did one semester before dropping out. I'm mostly self-taught."
"Is there a reason you avoid talking about your upbringing?"
Erica grimaced before looking away, "My parents died when I was four. My dad was friends with my uncle. We're not blood or anything but they treated me like I was their one and only daughter."
Erica paused but the Kimi nodded in hopes that she would continue her story, "I always felt like I had to live up to this standard. All of my cousins are professional players. Uncle Lavar would want me to succeed at anything I put my mind to. But I just can't live up to these expectations."
"Can't or don't want to? What were some of your dreams as a kid or young adult?" Dr. Kimi asked handing the sketchbook back.
Erica shifted her weight feeling the pressure rise from her shoulders, "I used to want my own art gallery. A safe place for Black people to showcase their art. I always thought I'd be a super famous artist. I guess some things change."
Dr. Kimi's smile radiated her warmth across the room, "Thank you for sharing, Erica. You know you can still pursue your dreams. I know a few people in the art world if you ever need me to make some calls. But back to this Joshua fellow."
"I messed that up already."
"What do you mean? Things can always be fixed."
"I got drunk the other night when I went out with friends. I might have groped him and propositioned him for a no strings attached relationship."
Dr. Kimi was silent for a minute, "So you want to hop into a emotional and physically relationship right after you escaped a violent relationship?"
"When you put it that way it sounds crazy. It's just companionship think of it that way." Erica rubbed her hands together in embarrassment.
"Erica, I urge you to not jump into a sexual relationship at the moment. You're vulnerable and now is the best time to be in solitude and pursue healing."
Erica entered Josh's condo with the words of her therapy session raging through her head. She was ignoring the struggles that can come with a physical relationships. Adding sex into the mix would be hard but her body was craving touch and she'd stop at nothing to scratch the itch. Erica wasn't expecting him to be waiting on her.
"Oh hey. I thought you'd be gone." Erica sat her bag down by the front door and took off her sweat shirt.
"Nah, I'm here. I was thinking about what you said earlier. No strings attached?"
"No strings attached."
Thirty minutes later Erica sat on Joshua's lap kissing his plump lips. His hands held onto her waist squeeing her ass at any chance he got. His shirt was already off. Both of them had on their undergarments.
Erica's tattoos were visible. She had three. Angel wings behind her left ear. A moon and sun combined on her forearm. Sunflowers rested on her collarbone. He subconsciously traced them with his hands.
"Take these off." Erica pulled at his ethika underwear.
"Damn, no foreplay?"
"Nah. I don't need it with you."
Erica unlaced her bra. Joshua kissed her chest. She was wet and ready. Erica could feel Josh's dick through his underwear. He was harder than a brick. The lights in his condo were dimmed creating a mysterious atmosphere.
"Do you have a condom?" Erica asked sucking on his neck.
Josh reached somewhere in his pants that sat on the back of the couch. Placing it on him Erica locked eyes with him. Positioning herself on him she pushed down. They collectively moaned as they molded into each other.
Moving her hips like a snake Erica grinded back and forth spelling her name on his manhood. He was big but she didn't care. Joshua's eyes rolled back feeling pure ecstacy. Her pussy was magic.
"Oh shit. I'm close." She moaned out as she rode him faster.
"Fuck." He whispered into her ear.
After their climax, Erica rested on the couch. Joshua was somewhere in the shower. She smiled to herself feeling good about their situationship.
