The Bee Charmer

by Jamallah Bergman

  “Well, if you want, you can go and freshen up and then maybe, we can go for a walk in the fields.”

  Pamelia smiled. “Sounds lovely,”

  A half hour later, they were back outside again. The air smelled sweet with the aroma of grass, wild flowers, and the warmth of the sun beaming down on the earth. Jeremy showed her around his land, which was vast and beautiful. They picked a few wild flowers along the way like some in hues of yellow, white, purple, plum and orange.

  They found a spot where they laid out a blanket for them to lay out and stare up at the cloudy blue sky. “Do you think it will rain?” Pamelia wondered.

  “I don’t know. It looks like it could. The weather man said that it was going to be a sunny day but of course, you know sometimes he can be wrong.” He sat up, leaning on his right side to face her then bent over to kiss her lips.

  Lips never tasted as sweet as his, when he broke the kiss, she teased him, “I think you just wanted me out here in the fields all to yourself like this, right?”

  Jeremy never did answer because his kisses told her she was right.

  She found herself giggling in between them.

  “I love you Pamelia you do know that don’t you?”

  She nodded, her fingers tracing along his jawline as he watched her with those baby blues of his. “I do know and it’s a bit scary.”

  He kissed the tip of her nose and then her forehead as she sighed. “You’ll see that it’s not when you finally know that you love me back.” He nuzzled and softly kissed her neck.

  Pamelia could feel herself completely submitting to him just from the touch of those lips.

  They didn’t return back to the house until almost around four, by that time they’d both gotten pretty hungry.

  Jeremy told her he wanted her to set the table while he warmed up the food he’d already prepared ahead of time.

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  As Pamelia put the plates onto the table along with the silverware, Jeremy couldn’t help but to watch her. He, once again, was getting completely ahead of himself while he thought about how it would be to have her setting their table up every day.

  “What?”

  Jeremy continued to watch her not realizing that she was asking him a simple question.

  “What?” she asked again.

  “Oh, nothing,” He smiled.

  “What were you thinking about over there? You were staring me down so hard while wearing that grin of yours.”

  “I was thinking about how nice it would be seeing you setting up the table every night for dinner.”

  She shook her head as she smiled but continued to finish the table setting.

  After several minutes, Pamelia walked over to the counter. “Do you need any help with that?”

  “No, I want you to go over to the couch, turn on the television, and find something to watch until I am done. Would you like some wine?”

  “Sure, why not?” She made her way over to the couch.

  He knew Pamelia watched him as he reached into the fridge, bringing out a bottle of wine and a glass. With a few twists of the corkscrew and a pulling of the cork, it made a pop sound, and then he poured the red wine half way into the glass. “Here you go my dear and dinner will be ready in about thirty minutes. I’ll join you once I finish up the salad.” He handed her the glass, bending over to kiss her cheek.

  When he served up their dinner, she said she’d never tasted anything so good in her life. She went on about how everything was so fresh and seasoned just right, so much so that she ended up having seconds. “Are you sure that you have never thought about being a cook, instead of doing the beekeeping thing?”

  “Um, no, not really because I love what I do. But yes, I also like to cook. I was always helping out from time to time in the kitchen with my mom.”

  “Handsome, a great housekeeper and excellent cook, how did I get so damn lucky?” Pamelia pondered.

  Giving her a grin, he joked, “Don’t forget that I am also very charming too.”

  Pamelia stared at him for a second and then laughed.

  Jeremy finished putting the remaining dirty dishes into the machine to start it up. Bringing over his glass of wine, he sat down with her. “Seriously though, I’ve wondering the same thing, how did I get so damn lucky to find someone like you?” Kissing the side of her forehead, Jeremy kept his lips on her soft skin, loving how it felt against his lips.

  “I really like this you know.”

  “We can do this every other night, either I make you dinner at my place, or you make it at yours. I just want to spend as much time as I can with you.”

  “I think we can do that then, just have to make plans ahead of time but I know we can do it.”

  “So, are you ready for dessert?”

  “What are we having?”

  “Honey Lime Fruit Salad, something light and sweet.”

  “Why am I not surprised that it has honey in it?” she teased. “Yes, you can make me just a little bit of it though.

  “You got it.” He walked back into the kitchen to the refrigerator and pulled out a large clear bowl, filled with strawberries, blueberries, melon and other delicious looking fruit that was cut up. He brought those over along with two smaller bowls, a large spoon and two smaller ones to where she sat.

  “This looks yum,”

  “Oh, it is. I make a big bowl of this and usually, eat it every chance I can get.” He served her up a small amount in her bowl while he got a bit more in his. “Let me know how you like it.”

  Taking a spoonful, Pamelia looked pleased. “Once again, Mr. Hewitt you have shown how good of a cook you are.”

  He grinned while taking another spoonful of cut up fruit. Then he found himself watching her while she ate, some of the syrup from the fruit dribbled down from the spoon, catching itself along her chin. She didn’t even notice it but he did and all he could think of at that moment was to do something downright kinky. “You have a little syrup on your chin there.” He pointed out, moving in closer to her. “I’ll get it for you.” His mouth moved towards her chin and with one swipe of his tongue, he lapped up what syrup was there before soundly kissing it. He noticed her smile and her blushing at what he had done. “Now, I know you aren’t embarrassed, are you?”

  “Um…no,”

  His fingers slowly moved the strap of the dress she’d been wearing to full expose her shoulder. Taking one of the pieces a fruit, a piece of cantaloupe, he ran the cold melon along her warm skin which sent shivers thru her as he made his way up along her neck. Quickly, his lips and tongue met their mark along that line while he moaned. Her breathing heightened even more when her hand moved up along his thigh to the hardness in between. “Damn!” He then gently bit into her neck.

  Pamelia cried out with pleasure.

  He quickly grabbed her waist, pulling her close to him.

  “Why, Mr. Hewitt!”

  “You don’t even know what you do to me…do you baby girl? I plan on taking my time with you tonight, ravishing your body until you scream for me to stop and even then I won’t. I want to hear you scream, I want to hear you moan out my name, moan out how much you want me to pound you harder.” He got up, pulling her up onto her feet as he lead her towards the hallway but then stopped and went back to grab the big bowl of fruit.

  “What are you doing with that fruit?” Pamelia asked with a raised brow.

  “You’ll have to see for yourself when we get back in my room. There are more ways to have desert than you ever dreamed of.”

  Chapter Fourteen

  Jeremy sat the bowl of fruit on his nightstand as she pulled him by the waistband towards her. His lips captured hers instantly, letting out a growl that he never thought would come out of his own mouth. Her moans only heightened his senses as he fully pulled down the straps of her dress. He was thankful that the dress could just be pulled off, no buttons nor zippers, just a quick strong tug, and the dress would slip off those curves of hers. He loved her body, how it looked when she fille
d out a pair of blue jeans like they were just painted on her body. She didn’t even bother to wear a bra he noticed while he continued to remove the dress.

  She then stood there wearing nothing more than a pair of hot pink boy shorts and a cute as hell smile.

  Pulling off his shirt, he watched as she undid his jeans, kissing her more and more until she was finally able to set him free. “Damn, that feels so much better. You make me harder than any woman I have ever known.”

  She smirked sweetly as she made her way back onto the bed, slinking slowly toward the middle.

  He got in right along with her, smacking her hip as he rubbed on it.

  “What was that about?” she chortled.

  “At least I didn’t smack your ass, which I will probably do later on, anyways.” Grinning, he turned away from her to the bowl of fruit, picking a piece of strawberry this time, his fingers sticky from the honey syrup. “Lay back,” he instructed. With the side of the berry that was cut, Jeremy watched while the trail of syrup glistened along her mocha skin. He started down along the valley of her breasts, down her stomach where he left the berry sitting in her belly button. His fingers traced along the nipples of her breasts in which his lips found themselves enclosing. She cradled him in her arms, pressing her lips into his hair while his mouth and tongue playfully tugged them. Her body relaxed against him while his other hand ran down her stomach, fingers touching upon silken folds of skin as he found his mark when he heard her catch her breath.

  Once his fingers went even deeper, her hips rose to accommodate him. His mouth and tongue kept moving down the sweet path along the middle of her body. God, she made him feel like a man again, especially after he thought he would never find a woman to make him feel anything again. Now, this beautiful Queen came into his life, making it more exciting every second he was with her.

  Pulling off her underwear, he held her ass up to feast on what was between those thick thighs. The sweetness from the syrup was still there which made tasting her even more of a delight. Her soft moans let Jeremy know he’d hit his mark as her hips slowly moved in rhythm with his tongue.

  She grabbed hold of his hand, entwining their fingers as one. “Oh, Jeremy,” she whispered while her back arched up a little, her leg rested along his back as her grip grew stronger. Her leg and body trembled and her breathing heightened as low moans could be heard throughout the room.

  Jeremy loved hearing her moan, it only made him want to hear her scream when she came. His tongue dove deeper, making her writhe underneath him.

  The faster his tongue dove, the more her voice began to grow louder, her body continued to convulse and shudder as she reached her peak. “Yes, right there—oh God, Jeremy don’t stop!”

  He had no intention of stopping as his fingers inched deeper into her, which sent her reeling. Her fingers trailed through his hair, gripping it hard, holding him in one particular spot as she rode his tongue to an orgasm that caused her to bellow out sounds and words that she probably never thought would come from her. Even while he held her, Jeremy felt her body continue to shudder as she grunted loudly. When he felt it was all right to stop, he slowly did so, even though with each lasting lick he made with his tongue, her body jerked while she giggled and eventually sighed.

  Immediately, he rose up to meet with her eye to eye. “God, you tasted so sweet baby girl.” Moving to her neck, he bit into it slightly, making her cry out softly as her nails raked along his back, then digging into his ass.

  He turned her over on her stomach, hearing her let out a contented sigh as he reached to the bowl again, getting another piece of fruit. This time, a piece of pineapple, and traced it down along the center of her back. The syrup glistened a trail from the middle of her shoulder blades down along her back to the top of her ass where his hand rubbed the syrup all over, making it shine before him. He licked his way up along her back, feeling her body shiver, while his cock rubbed between her ass cheeks. He held her legs together with his thighs while his hands held her cheeks. Jeremy loved the view, as he moved his cock softly against her ass, each stroke he made only got him harder and more excited over what he planned on doing to her next, which was to hit it from behind. Letting his thighs open up, he was able to slide inside, feeling her clinch his cock as he pressed on.

  Her ass hiked up to accommodate him more which was what he wanted as he held onto her hips and they both let out a moan. Jeremy went slowly, because as he said before, he didn’t plan on rushing this evening like he did their first time together. Once he squeezed her legs together, the friction was undeniably erotic as he continued to thrust himself more and more into her. He paced himself while he made love to her, holding her as he softly spoke to her, “This feels so good you know that, don’t you baby?” His voice shook when her ass bucked up against him, the coating of syrup started to stick even more between them as they continued making love.

  The only thing she could muster up as far as anything audible was that of a muffled moan.

  He turned her head over for him to kiss those luscious lips of hers. He moved his hands up to cup her breasts while their tongues tangled with each other.

  Finally, she pulled her mouth away to speak, “Don’t stop, your cock feels so good inside me Jeremy.” She bowed her head down while he did the same with his forehead touching her back as their hips continued to move in a rhythmic flow.

  Sweat beaded along their bodies, making them both even stickier. They’d been way too much into themselves to even worry about the fact that they kept sticking to each other. Jeremy let her be in charge this time by letting her on top and he held her by the waist as the sound of her ass slapped against him. Her hands skimmed along his chest as he gazed up into eyes that flashed with excitement and ecstasy while her moans flooded the room they were in. If he’d been living in an apartment or condo, he knew that his neighbors would get an earful of the goings on. But he really didn’t care who heard, he loved listening to her moaning out like she did, it only sent his mind and body into overdrive.

  After they moved together for several more sensual strokes, she sat up, enclosed her arms around him while shouting, “Oh, Jeremy, ummm, you’re going to make me come so hard.” Her voice quivered.

  He felt glorious with how he made her feel as his hands continued to guide her hips up and down with such force and velocity that he thought he’d almost lifted her completely off his lap. He held her down on him for a long minute to the point where she squirmed with yearning, panting like she couldn’t breathe, then he continued to thrust deeper and faster inside her while her pussy tightened so much that he couldn’t contain himself either. Her moans turned into shrieks and squeals that seemed to go into repetition as he moaned against her neck, feeling her body trembling hard against his own. Growls mixed with whimpers could be heard from both of them as he moved her up from his lap and over on her back and stayed inside her the entire time.

  Her hand rested on his chest while their haggard breathing matched one another with her still trembling beneath him. Neither of the two spoke a word. At least not for the first couple of minutes…it took them forever to catch their breaths.

  Jeremy looked over and saw that she was staring back at him, licking those luscious lips and he found himself reaching over to rub his thumb up against that lower lip. She reached behind his head, pushing him down for him to kiss her once again which he found himself chuckling while she deepened their embrace. “Damn,” he murmured, still feeling her touch along his skin, he cupped her face, looking into her eyes with a crooked smile. “I’ve never felt so, so…”

  “Loved?” she chimed in.

  He smiled, kissing her on the tip of her nose. “Yes, loved. Very much loved by you.” He kissed her deeply once more, feeling her arms softly wrap themselves around him. Jeremy held her in his arms, where she stayed, then they made love over and over again until the sun slowly peeked through the curtains of his window.

  They laid there in bed, after a passionate night of exploring one another
and finding out how far they could go. Even after they’d taken a shower, which they made love in and changed the bed linens which were sticky from the syrup, they eventually went back to making love yet again, until they both got too tired.

  He watched her sleep in his arms, lightly playing with her hair, a tendril curling around his finger as he watched it bounced back. He didn’t dare wake her up. Actually, he didn’t want to stir her from her sleep but then the phone rang. Before it could even get to the second ring, Jeremy picked it up and whispered, “Hello,”

  “Hey man, are you coming into work?” his brother asked.

  “What time is it?”

  “Just turned nine fifteen, usually you are in around seven, man! So, it must have been good last night. Is she there?

  “Yeah, she’s still here and again, it’s none of your business.” He heard his brother chuckle on the other end. “Listen, I’ll be in around two. Nothing much needs to be done by me today, so I’ll see you at one.”

  “Fine man, I’ll see you then.”

  He hung up the phone, looking back at her.

  Pamelia was staring right at him, smiling at him. “You got busted by your bro, huh?”

  “Not so much as getting busted but he was trying to weasel out some info from me about what went on. Sorry it woke you up.”

  “Oh, that’s okay.”

  He kissed her forehead once more, feeling her wrap her arm around his waist. “But we do have to be getting up and ready, if we can do that after all we did last night.”

  She sat up a bit, looking over at him with a smirk. “What?”

  Jeremy smirked back at her. “Nothing, absolutely nothing,”

  “It must have been something for you to look at me like you just did.”

  “I swear. It was nothing Pamelia, nothing at all.”

  “Sure…” That’s when she went in for the tickle, she’d already found his ticklish spot while they were in the midst of playing around in bed.

  She really got into making him laugh so hard that he ended up getting back on top of her to stop her from tickling him. He put her hands over her head.