Desires Book 1 (Sample) ✔

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Posted: 10/20/2015

Chapter Eight

Justice

The next morning quickly turned into the late afternoon, as the duo laid up in bed tangled in one another. Their heated foreplay soon turned into a sex marathon as neither party seemed to keep their hands off the other. They took each other to different heights and testing boundaries that neither thought were possible to have.

Sex with Donavan was nothing Justice could have ever imagine in her life. She could honestly say that he was the best she's ever had, and she's had quite a few. But there was something about Donavan that put it all on an extremely new level. For Donavan, he was just amazed at how she was able to keep him so aroused after every mind blowing orgasm they shared. He acted as if he was a sex craved man, who's never been with a woman at all.

They continued their fun into the early mornings, finally making their way to his bed room somehow. Their sex marathon ended in slow passionate love making just because their bodies were tapped out on all the extremes they've endured to get to that point. Donavan was just surprised he even had any bodily fluids left; let alone condoms. After the night/morning they just had, he was sure he had to restock his inventory.

Now as they both lay in bed finally awake, Donavan could honestly say he could go another two years without sex, if it meant having a repeat of last night. Their sex-a-thon didn't end until around 9 that morning.

"What time is it?" Justice asked curling up against his side listening to the rapid beating of his heart. Despite the warning bells ringing loud and clear in her mind, she felt comfortable in his embrace. It was strange since she had only known him a short period of time.

Donavan lifted his arm and glanced at his naked wrist, remembering all their clothes were downstairs scattered. He shifted his body a bit and glanced at the digital clock on his dresser.

"4:28 in the afternoon." He read. "Did you have anything to do today?" He asked curiously. She shook her head and closed her eyes, wanting to sleep the day away. She was physically and mentally tired from last night.

"Nope. Not at all." They settled against each other, not wanting to separate from their comfort within each other's arms. However, that was short lived when the faint ringing of his phone could be heard from downstairs.

"Everything would be downstairs wouldn't it?" He asked more as a complaint. He wanted to ignore it but the ringing phone wouldn't stop. "Alright, alright, I'm coming." He spoke into the atmosphere, as if whoever was calling would hear him. Justice detached herself from his side and laid sprawled out on his bed.

"Hey you think you can go in my trunk and grab my duffle bag? It's a Raven's bag. Should be the only one back there." She asked as she watched him pull on a fresh pair of basketball shorts.

"Sure thing, where are your keys?" He asked turning to look at her. Seeing her laid out on his bed with messy hair and kissed swollen lips, made him want to forget the ringing phone and join her for another round. Never in his life had he found someone that he connected so well with in bed; not even DJ's mother.

"I dropped them on the table by the door. Next to your keys." He gave a final nod and headed out the door where his phone rung for the third time.

Justice laid in his bed and finally allowed her mind to race. What happened last night wasn't what she intended on happening. She only came to just have fun and talk, but damn if the sex wasn't bomb.

Never has she enjoyed a males company unless they were having sex. Yet, things were different with Donavan; she enjoyed sharing things with him. She could sit and do nothing but talk with him and she'd be content.