Franklin

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SistaGirlz Book 8, Part 1

FRANKLIN

"Come on, Sexy. Pick up the..."

Fuckin' voicemail!

Glancing at the time on my cell phone, I groaned. Mama used to always say the only things open late at night are legs and hospitals.

"She's not here and something tells me she's not at the hospital," I said, putting my head in my hands.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Grinning as I looked at the door, I stood up to see who was visiting me at this late hour. Without bothering to look through the peephole, I opened my front door with a flourish. "Heeeey Sexy!"

Smiling up at me, Clarissa said sleepily, "Hey Baby!"

Taking her into my arms, I immediately covered Clarissa's lips with mine. Tasting nothing but the strawberry flavor I'd removed from her now less glossy lips, I carried my lover toward my bedroom.

Squirming in my arms, Clarissa said, "Not right now. Maybe in the morning. I just stopped by to crash on my way home. I'm sorry."

Never one to take "no" for an answer but possibly knowing the real reason why she wasn't in the mood, I gently set Clarissa down onto the floor. If she chose to sleep in my guest room, she would confirm my fear that she'd just come from another fuck date. If she sleeps in my bed, there was a good chance that I wouldn't have to wait until morning to play with her. Throwing me off by heading for the bathroom, I would have to wait for the results of my fate.

Rubbing myself in my hands as I sat on my sofa, I began to get lost with thoughts of Clarissa's lips wrapped around my dick. Laying my head back, I closed my eyes as I listened to the faint sound of Clarissa singing in the shower. Growing harder by the second, I slowly increased my friction.

Go ahead and wash him off of you, Sexy. The last thing I want to smell is another man on your beautiful body!

With hopes that Clarissa would soon join me, I went to my bedroom. Once I was stripped naked, I smirked as I heard my beautiful Sexy turning off the shower. Quickly hopping into the bed, I anticipated her entrance. Each second that passed felt like a year as I waited for Clarissa to join me. When my lover finally entered my room, she was butt naked.

All that ass! Lawdhavemercy!

Nudity for Clarissa was nothing new. She would live fully naked if she could! Slowly she climbed into the bed, turning her ass toward me to indicate that she wanted to spoon. Slightly disappointed that she wasn't in an amorous mood but grateful for her presence, I curled up behind Clarissa and fell asleep with my arms wrapped around her.

The next morning, I awoke alone in my bed.

© February 24, 2014-August 21, 2020 Lea Mishell. All rights reserved.

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