by S. K. Hardy
Hearing that tone that every woman could identify in her man’s voice when he was horny and wanted it, Keisha opened her eyes. When he continued kissing the curvature of her neck, she instantly became wide-awake thanks to the wicked things his tongue was doing to that one particular spot that never failed to arouse her.
Remembering that she had yet to answer his question, Keisha did so now in a breathy sigh. "No. Never too tired for you."
Dom's sexy laughter caused a pool of wetness to gather between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together, quickly inhaling when sparks of pleasure shot through her body like electricity running through a wall socket.
His hand travelled down and slipped two fingers between the lips of her pussy. Finding her wet and warm, the growl that tore out of him sounded wild and untamed.
Dom’s hips pumped forward, his erection gliding through the soft globes of an ass that to his delight had become juicier and plusher since she’d given birth to their son. He mumbled appreciatively when she all but melted over his fingers.
Keisha moaned, trying desperately to control the orgasm that hovered so close to the surface. Taking deep breaths through her mouth, she swallowed and reached behind her to clutch his hips. She moved with him until they settled into a perfectly synchronized rhythm. Dom’s harsh breathing next to her ear told her she wasn't the only one who was close to losing the tenuous hold they had over their body’s reactions.
"I thought...I thought you were...were...ooooo..." Keisha shivered, trying and failing to put a coherent sentence together.
Dom chuckled. "Turn over."
Once she was on her back, his mouth immediately went to her sensitive breasts. Dom's tongue licked her nipples as if they were luscious drops of chocolate candy. As his lips blazed a trail to her neck, his fingers continued to lovingly caress her clit like a maestro composing his greatest masterpiece.
"You thought I was what?" he asked teasingly.
"T-t-tired," Keisha managed to stutter out.
Removing his fingers from between her thighs, Dom ran his hands over Keisha's body, tracing the perfect dips and curves he knew like the back of his hand. It had been his intention to curl up next to her and get some much-needed sleep, but as soon as he came in contact with her naked body, the energy came flowing back out of nowhere.
"Never too tired for this," he whispered almost to himself.
As he moved to cover her body with his, Keisha automatically opened her legs for him. Curling her arms around his neck, she pulled his head down, sucking on his bottom lip in a way that was sweet, yet sexy at the same time.
Dominick's moan of arousal was almost tormented. He kissed her slowly, slipping his tongue inside her mouth and smoothly gliding it over hers.
Keisha finally broke free in order to take a quick breath. She gasped when Dom captured her mouth again. This time, the kiss was wet, hot, and urgent.
Keisha slid her hands down to palm his taut ass. Opening her legs even wider, she circled her hips upward, tempting him to give her more.
"Dominick, please baby!"
Instead of accepting the invitation right away, he reached down and curled his hand around his heavy girth. Dom teasingly sliced the thick, bulbous head of his dick up and down between Keisha's narrow slit. She opened naturally like a delicate flower readying for pollination. Her juices were plentiful, coating Dom with her sticky, sweet nectar.
Dom groaned and bit down hard on his lip. His expression was ferocious in his hunger. "Did you miss being with me like this half as much as I missed you, Keisha?"
Eyes half-lidded with lustful desire, Keisha nodded. "Yes. I’ve missed it so much."
Dom's head dipped down to sip from her lips again. Releasing his shaft, he slid his middle finger into his wife's tight opening, and just like a hungry kitty that had not been fed in a while, it snapped closed and refused to let go.
"Mmm. Damn, baby," he whispered. "I’ve gotta taste you, first. That alright with you?"
Dom smiled when Keisha let out a frustrated grunt. Rising to his knees, he placed his hands at the back of her thighs, allowing them to skate upward over her firm flesh. With her legs slightly bent, Dom grasped her ankles and pushed them back until the tips of her toes touched the headboard. In that moment, Keisha silently thanked the heavens that the yoga she practiced daily had trained her lithe body to be agile and flexible. She didn't even flinch.
The position left her vulnerable to whatever Dom chose to do...and from the way he kept his eyes glued to that area he planned on doing a lot. Licking his lips, he lowered his mouth to her slick flesh. Using his tongue as if it were his fingers, he took his time and traced the outside of her pussy as if he were licking a bowl clean of its contents.
Breasts heaving in anticipation, Keisha closed her eyes, anxiously waiting for him to get to her spot.
"You're so wet, baby," Dom whispered against her opening. "That shit drives me crazy, you know that? Shows you how much you want this dick."
“I do, Dominick. I want it so bad, baby.”
Dom's laugh was low and seductive. "I want you just as bad, but first, it’s my job to make sure I satisfy you in every possible way, Keisha.
"You do. No one has ever satisfied me the way you do, Dominick."
As a reward, Dominick gently sucked her clitoris, pushing her closer into the waiting arms of insanity by twirling his tongue around it and polishing her succulent pearl.
Keisha's breath caught in her throat. The sexual tension was intense. She wanted him so much. "Dominick!"
"Shhhh. Hold on, baby. You know I'm gonna make it good for you, don't you?"
"Yesss!”
"Let your man take care of you, 'cause I'm hungry as fuck for this pussy, you feel me?"
"Oh God," Keisha moaned.
Her head fell back on the pillow. Right then and there, she knew she was in for it tonight. That's what made her husband such an exceptional lover. He enjoyed making her feel good and wouldn't stop until she was weak, spent, and thoroughly satisfied. Everything he did was designed to bring her ultimate bliss. All Keisha could do was grip the sheets and hold on tight.
Lapping at her creamy pool, Dom used slow, steady tongue strokes to massage Keisha's pussy until she melted on his taste buds like a gooey marshmallow held over a burning hot flame.
"Ohhhh God..." Climaxing, Keisha's entire body trembled violently as if in the midst of a devastating earthquake. The orgasm was a strong one, excruciatingly intense.
Dom growled and savored every drop. The reverberations from his guttural groans sent additional shockwaves of pleasure directly to Keisha's sensitive nerve endings.
Keeping her legs in place, Dom shifted her up a little higher to get to the entrance of her back door because he was ready for dessert.
Still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm, every part of Keisha's body felt sensitive to his slightest touch, and when Dom rimmed her puckered rosebud with his tongue, a moan involuntarily escaped her lips.
"Shit, baby, yes," she whispered.
With her feet pushing into the headboard, Keisha arched into his touch, already in that zone that only he could get her in. Her hand slipped between her legs as Dom worked to bring her to the next level.
Gyrating her body to his rhythm while stroking her clit, Keisha felt another explosion building up. She wanted to delay it for just a little while longer, but couldn’t. Mimicking the rapid flicks of Dom’s tongue, her fingers moved faster and faster until the erotic spark he’d cultivated consumed her. Her entire body was on fire. Writhing uncontrollably, she pressed her fingers to her burning flesh and gave herself over to the paradise he delivered her to.
After her breathing began to even out a little, Dom eased her weakened legs down to the bed. Keisha lacked the strength to do anything except lie there.
Rising to his knees, Dom stroked his dick nice and slow. Squeezing the head, his eyes bore into hers, communicating silently that he knew she was momentarily spent and wanted time to recuperate... but not
yet. They had some serious time to make up for.
"You ready for me?" he whispered.
Keisha's eyes went to the impressive sight he held in his hand. Oh yes, she was ready. But before she could form an answer, Dom reached down and effortlessly flipped her over on all fours. With his left hand gripping her left shoulder to hold her in place, his right hand grabbed a handful of her hair. Wrapping the silky strands around his fist, he kneed her thighs open wider and positioned his dick at the tunnel of her pussy.
Just before he entered her, Keisha heard him mumble something that sounded like, 'tearing this pussy up tonight'. In one movement, he pulled her back on his dick then surged forward. Dom was like a ballistic missile following a flight path designed to get to a particular destination, and his destination was deep into the recesses of Keisha's sweet core.
Keisha clawed at the sheets. Her baby was not playing around tonight. "Fuck...Fuck, Dominick!"
Dom’s hips swiveled in a controlled grind. He hit every inch of Keisha’s sweet, sugary walls, fucking her like he invented the very act. Groaning, he smacked her left ass cheek in approval when she winded her ass and threw the pussy back at him.
"That’s right, baby, give it to me. You feel so fuckin' good, Keisha." Dominick growled, opening her up with deep, circling strokes. "This how you want it, baby?"
"God, yes!" she shouted out through tightly gritted teeth. She reached up and braced a hand against the headboard to steady herself as Dom's pace gradually accelerated.
Riding her hard, he caught his bottom lip between his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut as he concentrated on feeling every delicious squeeze and snap of her pussy. Bringing both hands to her hips, Dom's fingers dug into her flesh as he burrowed deeper inside of her creamy pool.
"Keishaaa...mmmm."
"Is it good, baby?” Keisha asked in a throaty, tremulous tone. Putting her back into it, she gave it her all. “Is this pussy good to you, Dominick?"
"Good as fuck." He moaned each time he drove into her to the hilt. Primal growls rolled from his chest. Dom fucked her harder. Faster.
Keisha screamed his name as she reached ecstasy yet again. Dom never let up, never slowed his pace. Every time he went in, her juicy pussy talked to him, beckoned his inner alpha when he heard it gush like a flowing stream. His natural response was to rock it deeper. He wanted a flood.
The momentum of Dom's thrusts pushed them to the edge of the bed, but he still didn’t ease up. Keisha called his name to let him know they were on the verge of falling, but his animalistic grunts only became more eager.
"Take this dick, baby. Every inch," he moaned in a deep voice.
By now, Keisha was hanging over the bed. Knowing he was close, she threw her arms out and broke their fall, placing her hands flat on the floor to brace herself. Her long hair streamed down past her face like a dark, wavy waterfall, swaying wildly as Dom’s thrusts touched her very core. Keisha bent her legs back so that the heels of her feet dug into his ass. She used the position as leverage because she didn’t want to lose even an inch of his dick.
With one hand on the bed, Dom twisted at the waist and grabbed the corner of the end table with his other hand. The muscles in his back popped and flexed as he used his upper body to support himself. Dom pumped harder, feeling her pussy pulsating around his shaft. It was crazy how wet she was.
"More, baby. More," Keisha begged. "I want to cum together this time."
"I got you, baby, I'm there." The end table bumped against the wall from the force of Dom’s fast and furious thrusts. He squeezed his eyes shut as his hips jerked spasmodically. "Ahhhh, shit, Keisha, I'm there. Baby, tell me you're ready."
Eyes closed and breathing heavily, Keisha managed to croak out one word. "C-cuming..."
The moment they reached satisfaction was explosive. Their passionate cries intermingled to form a symphony of undeniable ecstasy as they climaxed.
Right then, right there, the pleasure they were experiencing was all that mattered. It was something that was shared between just the two of them. Nothing else penetrated those few precious spaces in time.
His breathing deep and ragged, Dominick slowly opened his eyes as he reentered earth's atmosphere. Leaning down, he scooped Keisha around the waist and gently deposited her back on the bed. Wrapping his arms around her, he positioned her so that her back rested against his chest. Dom leaned down and kissed her neck, that tiny spot right behind her ear, before sighing and resting his head beside hers on the pillow.
Keisha snuggled close, still trembling through the aftermath of yet another powerful explosion. "Showing out tonight, huh?"
Dom chuckled in her ear. "I show out every time I’m up in it. Don't act like you don't know."
She smiled. "Oh, I don't deny that, baby, but tonight you outdid yourself."
"Was it good?" He lifted his head to nibble the lobe of her ear.
Keisha shivered. "Off the damn charts," she whispered, turning her head and offering him her lips. "Love you."
Dom brought his mouth down to hers. The kiss was slow and soothing. "Love you too, baby," he said, his voice thick and sluggish from fatigue. Giving her one last sweet smack, he lay back and closed his eyes.
Five minutes later, his soft snores told Keisha he was asleep. Good. He needed to rest. Suppressing a yawn, Keisha released a sigh of contentment, wishing they could stay like this forever, but she knew that was impossible. The thought sobered her. She was so scared for him. More frightened than she'd ever been in her life. If anything happened to Dominick...
"Please come back to me safely," she whispered into the darkness as she brought her hand up to cover his. Then she closed her eyes and prayed like she'd never prayed before.
CHAPTER 19
Keisha had just fallen into a deep sleep when a persistent buzz finally penetrated her slumber. Slowly opening her eyes, it still took several moments for her to realize the buzzing she heard was the vibration of her cell phone. She must have forgotten to set it back to ring.
Pushing herself up on her elbow, she looked back at Dom, relieved to see that he hadn't woken up. Carefully untangling their intertwined legs and arms, she reached over and grabbed her phone off the end table where she had placed it last night. As soon as she had it in her hand, it stopped ringing.
Combing her hair out of her face with her fingers, Keisha squinted at the screen of the phone. Five missed calls? Frowning she went to the caller ID. Elena? What the hell?
At that moment, the phone vibrated again. Slipping out of bed, she glanced over her shoulder at Dom before hissing impatiently into the phone. "Hold on!"
Scurrying to the bathroom, Keisha quietly closed the door behind then put the phone up to her ear. "Elena? Why are you calling me so early? I told you last night that I'd be in touch as..."
"Why are there two big men in a big black truck guarding your house like the President and First Lady themselves are inside?"
Keisha swiftly inhaled. "You're here? What are you...?" Realizing the volume of her tone was gradually getting louder, she clamped her lips together and started pacing. "What are you doing here?" she whispered furiously.
"There's a problem at my magazine, so I'm taking a flight to L.A. in two hours, but I really wanted to talk to you before I left, Kee."
Keisha didn't even try to keep the impatience out of her voice. "Why? Elena, I told you I would call you, but now is not a good time."
"What's going on, Kee? This isn't like you. Look, can you just tell 'Ike and Mike' that I'm not a threat and to let me in? Geesh, this is fucking ridiculous."
Pulling the phone away, Keisha's head dropped back. She stared at the ceiling, swallowing the frustrated scream that threatened to curl itself from her throat. This was the last thing she needed right now. She and Dom were finally back in a good place; she wasn't going to let Elena mess it up.
Bringing the phone back to her mouth she all but growled, "I'm on my way down but, Elena, you have five minutes and that's it, do you understand me? Five minutes.
"
Disconnecting the call, Keisha grabbed a robe off the hook on the back of the bathroom door, then cautiously opened it and peeked out. She held her breath, expecting Dominick to be sitting on the side of the bed staring at her with an accusatory glare. She almost fainted with relief when she saw that he was still asleep. He must really be worn out because usually Dom was a super light sleeper.
Not to mention the work he put in by giving me the best sex ever, Keisha grinned as she hurried out the bedroom door.
But the smile fell away from her lips as she skipped down the stairs and to the front door. El was her girl for sure, they'd had some wild times back in Atlanta, but things were different now. As Elena pointed out, Keisha had a family, a husband, and children who she loved with everything in her. They came first, above anyone and anything else, even if it happened to be her career.
Walking towards the front door, Keisha raised up on her tiptoes and peeked through the peephole. Sure enough El was leaning on the side of her luxury rental with arms folded, glaring at Benny, whose bulky frame blocked any entrance to the front door.
Disarming the alarm, Keisha unlocked then opened the front door. When Benny turned around, the sunglasses the bodyguards seemed to wear 24/7 were firmly in place.
Keisha smiled. "Good morning."
The large man's expression remained uncompromisingly stoic.
Keisha nervously cleared her throat. She glanced at Elena who had now straightened up from the car and was peering at them with suspicion on her face.
Keisha turned back to the bodyguard. "Um, you can let my friend in. She's good." Keisha beckoned for Elena to join her.
The huge hulk of a man moved in front of Keisha. He looked behind her as if seeking out Dominick to get his permission before allowing anyone to enter.
Keisha frowned. "Seriously. It's okay. I know her." When Benny seemed as if he still intended to deny Elena entry, she fixed him with a smoldering stare. "Could you move, please?"
Keisha couldn't see Benny's eyes behind the dark lenses of the shades, but she could feel his cool gaze resting on her. He stayed where he was for a full five seconds before reluctantly stepping back.