Never Satisfied: A New Orleans Tale

It Was Just A Dream

Frantically I arose, releasing an ear-splitting scream before sitting up. Gripping onto my pounding chest, I felt a hand land on my shoulder and I almost gave myself whiplash as I tried to swat the hand away. Too terrified to open my eyes, I punched blindly into the air and at the same time I repeatedly yelled, "Get away from me!"

"Shhh!" A pair of muscular arms wrapped themselves around mine to stop my blows.

"Let me go!" I tried to fight myself out of the embrace.

"Jasmine, open your eyes!" a deep, husky tone shouted while struggling to keep a hold of me. The familiar voice caught me off guard and I slowly lowered my head while opening my eyes. First, I peeked down at my stomach.

No Blood.

Then, I took a quick view of my surroundings and realized that I was in bed with my boyfriend.

It was just a dream.

"Baby, what's wrong?" I could tell he was genuinely concerned.

I opened my mouth to say something, but all I could do was gasp as my oxygen deprived lungs tried to suck in air.

Thinking quickly Sky reached out and grabbed my inhaler from the nightstand and held it to my mouth.

I puffed on the device until my chest muscles loosened and I was able to breathe normally again.

"It happened again," I huffed.

"What happened?"

"The dream!"

"Baby, what dream you talking about?"

"The dream I've been telling you about. The same dream I've been having for the past three days now. I'm scared." I looked at him with worry etched into my face.

"Why you working yourself up over of a dream, Phat?"

"Because this time they killed me," I told him, feeling a tear run down my cheek as I lowered my head.

"Don't trip, I'm here baby and I'll always be. Remember that." He tilted my head back up with the knuckle of his index finger, wiping my cheek dry with his free hand as he kissed me passionately - making me forget all my troubles.

After lying down he added, "Besides, that's just your conscience fucking with you 'cause you done did something to somebody and now that shit coming back to haunt your ass." He tried to make light of the situation, bundling up under the covers as the rare, cold New Orleans wind seeping through the window caused him to shiver.

"Shut up!" I kissed him once more before pushing him down and mounting him. As soon as I gazed into his hazel colored eyes he instantly knew what time it was.

He sat up and pulled down the straps of my silk nightgown to expose my 34D's. I drew in air through clenched teeth as he sucked each nipple slowly, making sure both got an equal amount of his attention. Excited, a moan fled from my lips.

"You like that?" My man asked, already knowing the answer.

But I still replied, "Yes daddy. Please, don't stop!" and he continued to suckle at my nipples.

Aching for his touch, my nature began to pulsate and I could tell that my matching silk panties were soaked. As if he had read my mind, he laid me down and reached up my gown and pulled my panties to the side. Then I felt two of his fingers separate my folds and tease my clit while he sprinkled little kisses along my neck. My stifled moans started to increase when he discovered my spot.

Unable to take it any longer I growled, "Fuck me!"

He whispered in my ear, "Not yet", and inserted the two fingers inside me and sucked on my protruding nipple simultaneously.

Not long after he started thrusting his fingers inside of me did I suddenly feel an intense, warm, and tingling sensation wash over my entire body. Weak, I attempted to sit up and reciprocate the feeling.

Slowly I pulled his boxers down as he rested on his back. Expertly, I stroked the shaft of his penis and placed the tip into my mouth. As I gradually fed on his nine and a half inches, I felt him tensing up, but after a while he relaxed and he rested his hand on the back of my head. A few barely audible groans escaped his mouth and he began to move his pelvis, pumping himself deeper into my mouth. I looked up at him as he guided me to a rhythm that would lead him to ecstasy.

Just as he was about to erupt, I stopped and got on top to take all nine and a half inches of him in, riding him hard and fast... Just like he liked it.

Switching it up after a few minutes, he told me to get on all fours. Of course I obeyed and was rewarded with long, steady strokes as he entered me from the back. He caused my entire body to shiver as he hit my spot at a different angle with each stroke.

Moments later we climaxed together and he rested his hard, sweat drenched body on top of me.

Still aroused I sang, "Baby, I'm ready for round two," sounding both excited and exhausted at the same time.

"Ma, we both have to wake up early tomorrow. I got a bunch of shit that needs to be handled down at the shop and you ain't going to miss another day of school." He got off of me and laid down next to me.

"But baby I'm..."

"Come on now, I'm tired. What, daddy didn't do it right the first time?"

"No baby, it's just..."

"I'm not trying to hear all that shit Jasmine. I said I'm tired and you need to go to sleep too. I don't want to hear no whining when I wake that ass up in the morning. I got you after work though, a'ight?" He wrapped up the conversation before almost immediately dozing off.

"You got me after work? Really Sky?" I rolled my eyes and turned on my side facing the opposite direction of him.

For about a month now, we haven't been as sexually active as we used to. I never had to beg for it before and now we had to get it in on a schedule? Something wasn't right.

Thoughts of him cheating filled my head while staring at a picture of us on the nightstand. He and I looked so happy, all hugged up and looking like the perfect couple.

Uh-uh, Sky's not the cheating type and I know he loves me...