Minnelli Love Stories

Relish the Moment

Royce lifted Scarlett and carried her to her room. This time, it felt different. Differently charged and even different emotionally. He settled her on her bed and undressed her, piece by piece. "Tell me about your day." His deep voice invited her. Scarlett looks at him curiously.

"At a time like this?" Her laugh is a little lower than normal. A signal of her arousal.

"Yes. I want to always hear about you." Drip. Her chuckle falls flat. "Even during foreplay. So, how was your day?" Sploosh. Her thighs shook just a little. He breathes in her scent slowly, fully, like an experience.

"I was late...ahh...to work today." She tries to focus. Royce rubs his nose in her neck, large hands caressing her breasts and stomach. "Spilled tea all over my blouse so I had to change."

"Mhm...what else?"

"Meetings with...I...Ma-Mari." His long, nimble fingers teasing her core now. "Oh! I really wish you wouldn't try to do this..."

"Any opportunity I can create new sexual experiences with you, Scar, I'm going to take it."

"Well try something normal like mile high club." Her eyes glossed over and... "Yess!" her orgasm slammed into her unexpectedly. "I got t-two n-new c-cli-clients today." Her body shook from the intensity. The warm cocoon around them held on tightly.

"They any good? Anybody I want?"

"Probably not. They're WNBA players." She answers as he pushes her on her back. Their naked bodies were familiar to each other, but Royce was in complete control. Scarlett relaxes her legs open and exhales. "I missed you." Her honesty caught him off guard, hard. His already stiffened member was now hard enough to cut diamonds.

She links her arms around his neck and lifts her pelvis to meet him halfway. "You don't know what you do to me, Scarlett." Royce pushes himself inside of her slowly, gently as possible. Her eyes fluttered closed and then open.

Not being able to take his slow pace, Scar pushes herself faster against him, but Royce presses down on her. "Patience, princess." Then he switches positions and places her between his legs. Smacking her ass, Scarlett assumes position. It only took her a few times to know what he wanted from her.

Her hands held on to the sheets. "I need help baby, you too big!" she moans out. Royce thrusts himself up at her command. "Mm, thank you baby." She holds on to the sheets tighter while she held up her end of the bargain.

Royce slows down as he felt her clenching him. "How much do you love me?" his voice barely above a whisper now.

Scarlett is thrown off for a moment. Her focus zeroes into his question. "A lot, actually." Though their bodies are speaking its own language to each other, their hearts were aligning with something else. The Bond begging to be activated. "I think about you all the time. I don't know what this is b-but I don't want it to end."

Royce doesn't respond but instead sends them both over the edge, holding her tightly in his arms. Spirit Bond activated...

The next morning, Scarlett blinked her eyes open to the smell of bacon. Her bed was empty. Got em cooking for me too? she flips her hair just for a moment. That pwussy must be good. She gets up and does her morning routine quickly.

Standing in her kitchen, wearing nothing but a kiss the chef apron was Royce. "It smells like fruit passion mango and bacon in here. You brought everything but your own body wash." Scarlett fusses.

"Yo shit be havin a nigga skin feelin like a baby's ass. So, I used it. You mad?"

"No, you just smell like me." She chuckles. "Where are your boxers at least?"

"Why are you tempted?" he makes it move side to side at the kitchen island in front of her.

"No. I think it's cute on soft...you planned on staying." She looks at the duffle bag in her living room.

"I figure there was no way you were going back up the mountain on such a short notice, so I came to you." He shrugs while putting on undies and pants.

"Am I really that difficult?" her face fell in disappointment of herself.

"Difficult, yes. Stubborn, yes. But I wasn't helping the situation...it's cool. For now." He gives her a bright smile. "You'll pay for it, dearly." He places her plate in front of her.

"My walls...my walls." She rolls her eyes and digs in.

"I'm looking into buying another team soon and I wanted you to come partner with me."

"Wouldn't that be conflict of interest?" she quirks an eyebrow at him. "Objectively speaking, it is."

"Scar, you're a lawyer. I have billions of dollars. Surely, we can find someone to represent your arguments should it come to that."

"You are absolutely right, German shepherd, however...is that what you really want to do?" business mode activated. "I have a small something that works for me and gets shit done...that's a completely different culture from your four headed monster of a Corporation."

"Which is why I want it, as a separate cell. An extension, equal rather."

"I understand that, but at the same time, you do a lot. Consulting, CEO of other businesses and investing, along with the teams themselves..."

Royce couldn't help but smile. He wondered if this was how his grandparents really became husband-wife CEOs. "In my family, before I was born, my grandfather, Thorne and my grandmother, Brielle, became CEOs together along with my great uncle Gemini. During that time, she and my aunt Mika, created what is now the Minnelli Charity Organization and STEM Organization. Those spaces were created as first a part of the Enterprises and then they broke off. Equally represented by our Family and respected but part of my grandmother and great aunt together." He takes her plate.

"Long story short, Scar... I want to have that with you. Your own thing as an extension of me, and with time us." He concludes.

"With time...okay." She nods. "I'll think about it."

The pair get back in bed after she puts new sheets on. "I thought about what you said in terms of the media and the interviews..." Scarlett is playing with his fingers as they watch a random movie on Hulu.

"And?" Royce is laying on her chest like a baby. "Aye, let me suck yo tiddies."

"Sir. That's not what they're there for." She fusses.

"You not pregnant...yet. So, let me suck yo tiddies. They right there! And I owe you head anyway." He moves further down.

"I would prefer no head right now, maybe later. Can we talk seriously for a minute? Thanks."

"I was serious. Fuck dis shit." He rips the shirt and bra off, then latches his mouth to a nipple.

Scarlett sighs. "Anyway, I was hoping you'd come to the sit-down magazine interview I'm going to do with Cari Champion. I understand if you can't or whatever."

Royce releases her nipple with a pop. "I'll be there." And then he goes back to doing what he enjoyed doing. Scarlett started rubbing his scalp with her fingertips. "Aye, you keep doin that and I'll put a couple babies in you." His warning did not fall on deaf ears.