Relinquishing Control

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burning. taraji was on fire, her whole being aflame with desire. taraji wasn't one to relinquish control easily. she didn't like the feeling of someone else controlling her life, her decisions, her body- too many bad experiences with the media and directors and exs. but tonight, taraji found that she couldn't give a single fuck. tasia had asked taraji at dinner if she would be willing to give up that control just for the night. taraji at first didn't understand what tasia meant, and didn't agree immediately. only after tasia had drug her into the restroom, pressing her against the stall door, breathing down her neck everything she was planning to do to her did taraji realize, and any ounce of control taraji had was now in tasia's hands.

tasia's hands. currently everywhere on taraji's body like hot coals burning through her skin. she was being touched everywhere other than where she desperately needed and even though she was putty in her tasia's hands, she'd be damned if she were to start begging this early in the game. game . yes this was all a game for her- indulging her counterpart into believing that she could have control over her- to dominate her. tasia knew that this was tasia's only chance to prove herself but taraji thought it to be a fun little game. it was the only way her subconscious let her breathe in knowing that she didn't have control anymore.

tasia's hands trailed slowly down taraji's back, dragging the zipper of taraji's dress down, taraji letting it fall to the floor and stepping out of it. tasia backed away slightly before attacking taraji's neck, taking her time to appreciate each vein and wrinkle on taraji's skin. black women- including taraji- aged like fine wine but there were some things about being older that were inevitable. taraji was so caught up- she couldn't keep her eyes open. it was something about the way tasia paid attention to each little thing she was so insecure about with such love and devotion- like she wasn't phased by them at all. tasia's hands rested on taraji's hips, her fingers digging into the soft skin and pulling taraji closer almost as if she were afraid taraji was going to run off. not releasing her hold, tasia walked taraji back to the bed, sitting her on the edge and kneeling before her, between the parted legs.

" tasia, baby," taraji husked out as tasia's heated kisses moved south, dipping to her breasts. taraji absentmindedly reached back with her hands to unclasp her bra but was stopped by tasia's grabbing her wrists. tasia guided taraji's shaky hands- one to her shoulder, the other to tangle in her hair- as she moved her mouth over the lace. taraji shuddered as tasia darted her tongue out licking the pert nipple, the rough lace scratching just lightly. tasia then gently blew cold air over where her tongue just was, causing another shudder. tasia repeated the action multiple times on each breast until taraji thought she was going to fall apart. tasia could sense taraji's excitement from the heat that radiated against her upper torso from where taraji's thighs met. tasia finally unclasped the bra, flinging it to god knows where across the room, immediately latching on to taraji's left breast, causing taraji to squeeze tasia between her thighs. she was so blissfully close to reaching her climax and she thought the world was spinning. no other person she had ever been with was able to have this effect on her. it has always taken careful instruction from taraji to her lovers on how to please her and even then it took them too long to get her all the way there. orgasm by nipple stimulation was never on the radar for her but she was damn sure it would be by the time tasia was through.

"not yet, noonk. you don't get to cum til i say you can," tasia demanded, a chill rushing down taraji's spine. tasia decided it was time to move on, not meaning to get taraji worked up so quickly. tasia kissed down taraji's stomach, paying the same amount of attention to the stretch marks and wrinkles there to the ones she did on taraji's neck. she didn't dwell as long, becoming eager herself to completely satisfy taraji. tasia kissed down taraji's legs, down to her feet- worshiping taraji in all of her glory. then it dawned on taraji.