by Rae Shawn
She wanted to taste the chocolate, so I gave her a tiny bit. It was getting late and too much sugar would send her off the rails.
Once we finished what we could, we left ... without paying. I looked at Tra'Mel, but he said it had already been taken care of. I imagined they either arranged something ahead of time or Desire comped us the meal. Next time I came in I would be leaving a huge tip.
Since we ate a lot and drank plenty of champagne and wine, we decided to walk back to his place. It was about half a mile away. Definitely doable.
It would probably tire Jaiden out some, so I'd do almost anything to help with that. My feet, on the other hand, were not here for it. Walking tipsy in boots was a feat in itself, but even at this distance, I figured I would likely twist an ankle before reaching his place.
I woman'd up though. Shoes stayed on and stable walking occurred as I walked hand-in-hand with Jaiden. Tra'Mel held her other hand. We talked some more and I felt myself really starting to fall for him. Before we made it to his place, Jaiden started yawning. He picked her up and carried her the rest of the way, while he held my hand.
15
Tra'Mel
I carried Jaiden’s dead weight as she slept on my shoulder and when we reached the house, I handed Jada the key to unlock the door. Initially I did it so I didn't have to bend with Jaiden, but the moment she leaned forward, I couldn't resist rocking against her poised ass.
I felt her tense as my hand gripped her hip, but she soon relaxed and got the door unlocked. When we stepped inside, she moved to the left. I hit the switch, lighting up the living room, and she started looking around.
The grays, yellows, white and browns of the living room were highlighted because of the huge sectional sofa in the center the room.
Charcoal gray throw pillows sat on either side of what I typically lounge on in the middle of the day. Two glass accent tables, stained with yellows and browns, rested on either side of the sectional. A huge vibrant yellow area rug with gray undertones took up a large amount of the space in front of the couch along with a glass coffee table.
Paintings and art covered the walls and tables, three pieces I’d gotten from Jada herself. I left her to look around, while I went to lie Jaiden down in one of the guest rooms. She looked at me for a second as I took her shoes off before saying good night and falling back asleep.
“Would you like some water or something? I know we had a few too many glasses of wine and champagne at the restaurant.” I took my suit jacket off as I came to a stop next to her.
“Whisky?” She asked, looking up at me. My eyebrows drew down then I smiled.
“Sure.” I said walking off to the kitchen.
“Where’d you put Jaiden?”
"In one of the guest rooms." I said as I pulled two glasses from a cabinet, then rooted around the liquor for whisky.
“Where’s Jaiden, Mikal?” She asked again as I entered the room.
“I laid her down in one of the guest rooms. Her shoes are beside the bed, and she’s snoring.” I sat the glasses and whisky on the table. She probably didn't hear me the first time.
Her boot seemed to be giving her trouble, so I got down on the ground to help her take it off before putting them on the side of the couch.
“You sure enjoy being on your knees in front of me.” She quipped.
“I only show vulnerability to the woman I care about. I’ll be on my knees every day and every night if you want me here. Regardless of the discomfort or pain.”
I heard her swallow. Her fingers twitched, but she didn't move. I grinned and got back on the couch, pouring both of us a bit of the dark liquor before handing her a glass.
“Thank you for tonight.” She swallowed the remaining liquid in her glass then sat it on the table and leaned back on the couch. It was big enough for her to lie down. She seemed to be in a teasing mood because she propped a leg up and looked at me.
“You’re welcome, JJ,” I finished off my whisky, then sat my cup next to hers on the table. I leaned back on my elbow, turning toward her. “Would it be too forward and against what I said before if I told you I want to take that dress off, but them panties coming off by my teeth?”
She placed my hand on her thigh and slowly moved it beneath her dress. When I felt the edge of her panties, my fingers slipped beneath them. She restricted my movement before pushing my hand away.
I froze until she scooted to the edge of the couch, got to her feet and reached out for me. I stood, and she pressed herself flush against me, lifting up on her tiptoes for a kiss I gladly gave her. My hands wrapped around her waist and she moaned into my mouth.
“If you hadn’t suggested something after your grope at the door, I’d think you were toying with my emotions,” She shifted to whisper in my ear, catching my earlobe between her teeth. “Which one of those doors leads to your room?”
I gripped her thighs, lifting her to wrap her legs around my waist. Her lips crashed into mine and we were down the hall in a matter of seconds. I laid us on the bed, but didn't stop kissing her until her hands went to my pants. I pulled back enough to see her face in the moonlight.
“We’ve had a good amount of alcohol tonight,” I said. Her chest rose and fell against mine, her nipples begging for my attention. I had to control my mind for a moment longer. “You sure about this? I’d rather you weren’t intoxicated.”
“I’m not drunk, Mellow, and if you move from this spot, I swear on all things unGodly, you’ll regret it.”
Her leg locked around my thigh and a grin spread across my face.
“Yes ma’am. I’m at your disposal,” I lowered my lips to her neck. “Your every wish is my command. Tell me what you want and it’s yours.”
“You’ve got some years to make up for, ain’t that right?” She breathed, moving her head to give me more access to her neck. I made a sound of agreement as I nipped her skin. “Then, show me what I’ve been missing.”
We lifted into a seated position so I could shift her cardigan down her arms. Once it pooled on the bed around her, I sank to my knees in front of her, kissing at the exposed section of her thigh that greeted me.
She leaned back to watch as I rolled one thigh-high sock down her leg, trailing the newly revealed skin with my mouth. When I reached her foot, I sucked her big toe, and she almost kicked me. A chuckle escaped me.
“Gross, quit it.” She laughed as my fingers danced across the bottom of her foot.
“You know you like it, be quiet and enjoy.” I said, starting the same process on the opposite leg. I wouldn't mess with her toes again, but I couldn't pass up that first chance to make her laugh.
Once her legs were bare, I splayed my fingers on her calves and worked my way up to the backs of her knees, gripping them before tugging her toward me. On a gasp, she fell back on her elbows, but my hands didn’t stop their crawl up her legs.
“You sure about this, right?” I asked, hands moving so slow, I knew it irked her.
“You got one more time to ask before I go find Jaiden and sleep in the bed with her.” she said.
“Oh, if you want sleep, you might as well go now because I’m not letting you get a wink anytime soon.” I'd reached my goal and given her plenty of time to back out. She wanted it, and I was more than happy to give it to her.
I'd felt the pull since the first time we laid eyes on each other and she started this particular set of actions, not once, but twice. I'd just be finishing it this time – multiple times.
“Quit talking then, Rocket.” she said.
I nipped at the crease of her thigh and her muscles tensed. I kissed against her panties and her chest filled to the brim.
“Rocket? You must have forgotten what I could do with my rocket,” She tried, and failed, not to whimper. “Let me remind you how long this rocket can stay in orbit.”
My hand slid up to her stomach and I pressed her flat against the bed, pushing her dress higher with the other hand. The lace was the perfect material for me to shred, which I did wit
h the snap of my wrists. Damn, I was supposed to pull them off with my teeth. Next time.
She started to complain, but that quickly faded as a languid stroke of my tongue moved from the bottom to the top before two fingers slid between her warm folds. She widened her legs as I started to work her.
My fingers moved and I flicked my tongue against her clit, massaging her inside and out. I heard her small intakes of breath, felt her muscles tightened as her hands gripped the sheets. I'd never grow tired of seeing her spread open for me.
When I sucked her clit, her back rose from the bed as she fought a moan. A hand flew to her mouth and the sound of strangled whimpers fell from her. I knew exactly why she tried to be quiet, but it didn't mean I wasn’t going to get something out of her. Her foot molded to my side, pressure for each inch I pushed her further toward the edge.
She used to do this before, so I knew she was close. Her entire body began to pulse. I kissed the crook of her thigh as my thumb replaced my tongue.
“Laisse moi t’ecouter, JJ” I said. “Give me something, baby.”
She shook her head viciously side to side and I smiled against her skin. I reached my free hand underneath her dress to find no bra like I figured. One thing to assume, another to confirm and that fact made my dick twitch. I tweaked her nipple and her suck of air through her teeth told me she remained focused on being quiet.
Her hooded eyes looked down at me for all of four seconds before I returned my tongue to her, rolling it against that spot she liked as the intensity and rhythm of my fingers sent her closer to the edge.
“J-Jaiden.” She pushed out on a shaky breath.
I chuckled. “I know, I know.” I knew the whole time. “Doesn’t mean I don’t want to hear my name on your lips as you come on mine. I can tell you’re almost there.”
I curved my fingers and tapped my tongue against her clit, teasing her the way she liked. That was all the encouragement she needed before her sweetness coating my tongue. I moved my hands to her waist as I lapped up everything she gave.
"Fuck, Tra’Mel." She breathed. Her tone that thing I’d been missing all these years. Her spent and panting heavily beneath me, reminding me just how much I didn’t want to lose her again.
16
Jada
My breaths were heavy and I knew he felt triumphant, but show and tell wasn’t done. I’d never gone down on him. The closest I'd gotten had been in the bathroom a few days ago. I was about to change that.
He'd always given me great pleasure and I'd wanted to do the same to him for quite a while. The time to show him I could give as good as I could take had finally come, and he would be falling apart not from me riding him, but from the actions of my very useful mouth.
After this particular wobbly-legged orgasm, I believe he deserved more than a thank you. I felt for his head and pulled him up to my lips. I kissed him and rolled us in the process, so he was on his back. I felt his grin as we continued to kiss, his hands lifting my dress in the process.
As the kiss deepened, I unbuttoned his shirt and vest. He shrugged out of them, tossing them somewhere to the side when my dress joined them moments later. When my lips returned to his body, it was at his neck and chin. Moving toward his chest, he started to stop me.
“You don’t need to do-” His words were cut off as my hand snaked between us and I grabbed a handful of him. “Fuck, JJ.”
“I know I don’t have to,” I said. “You've always said I don't have to, but I want to. I’ve wanted to for quite a while. Lay back and let me take care of you.”
I sat up, looking down at his moonlit body.
“Mô lamou.” He said.
He used to call me that all the time, and slowly brought it back into our conversations. I knew things had changed over the past month, but I wasn't sure if I was completely ready for wherever this might lead. I'd worry about that after, not now. This was sex, just sex.
I kept my eyes glued to his as I unfastened his belt and the button on his pants. He sat up to kiss me, moving us to a standing position in the process. I pushed his pants and boxer briefs down his legs for him to step out of.
"Top of the bed, Mellow." I said seductively. He did as instructed and I crawled to him, making it to kiss his lips before working my way to what I'd been craving for so long. When my hand wrapped around the base of his dick, he sucked in a breath.
He looked at me the same way he had in the bathroom just days earlier. The difference now was that Jaiden wouldn't be interrupting. I glided my hand up and down, keeping my eyes on his the entire time. His pre-cum helped ease the slide of my hand before I lowered my tongue to swirl over his tip.
He groaned, but kept his eyes on me and his hands on the bed. I could see him begging to wrap his fingers in my hair, but he restrained himself instead. When my mouth covered him, sliding down to take as much as I could, I heard his quiet curse.
The restraint vanished as one set of fingers slid into my curls and gripped them just tight enough that I couldn’t run away. I started moving my mouth over him, undulating my tongue as I went, and he cursed again. He attempted to move us, but I gripped his side.
"Turn around, give me that pussy." His tone dark and heavy. I smiled and shook my head.
"Mô lamou." He warned. I knew the tone all too well. My hand replaced my mouth, so I could answer him.
"Mellow, let me enjoy this. Then you can have another taste."
I felt him pulsing in my hand as I spoke, my mouth hovering just above the tip. He kept his eyes on me, squinting and tensing as I continued rubbing my up and down his dick. He bit his lip and gave in. When I sheathed him with my mouth again, he grunted. My free hand found his balls.
"Jada." He warned and I smiled.
He was on edge. I knew what to do to take him over. I relaxed my throat and took him until he hit the back of it. I held him in my mouth as I massaged his balls and his entire body tensed. My eyes watered from the pressure, but I craved it. I hummed and a rush of breath left him.
I felt the warm, salty thickness spring free and I pulled back slightly so I could swallow without choking. When he was done, I looked up at him and his bottom lip was tucked between his teeth, eyes shut.
"Fuck, mô lamou." He breathed. I licked his slit before climbing up to his face.
"Now, don't you wish you allowed me to enjoy myself all them years ago?"
"I never let anyone enjoy themselves. You are the first and damn if I ain’t sorry I missed out on it all this time."
"The first?" I questioned. He nodded his head. I smirked.
“You gon’ come here now or keep fighting me?” he asked with a tilt of his head.
"I'd say pleasing you more than fighting you, Mellow."
He shook his head and reached over to the nightstand beside us, rooting around inside before producing a roll of condoms.
"A little presumptuous there aren't we?"
"I got these in case. Gotta stay ready, right?"
My lips pulled to the side. "You'll need at least three."
"Oh?"
"Oh."
I took one from the roll and ripped it open, sliding it on him myself. He’d already gotten hard again.
“Well damn.” he said. “I was going to say my leg kinda bugging from all the walking, but it seems like you plan to stay in charge anyway.”
“Yeah, I want what I want and I’d like it before my child wakes up,” I climbed on his lap. “But don’t worry, I’ll continue to take good care of you and your leg.”
I put my hands on his shoulders as he lined himself up with my entrance and guided me down. We sucked in a collective breath and I knew this was where I was supposed to be.
“You’ll get a chance to do that thing you used to do before the night is over.” I breathed and his lips met mine.
All the feelings and all the memories crashed into me and I knew shit was about to be different. It wasn’t just sex, no matter how hard I tried to tell myself that.
17
Tra'Mel
My alarm went off at 4:15 a.m., and I groaned. Staying on track with my recovery routine would prevent the pain in my leg from getting worse, but that didn’t mean I wanted to get up before the sun did. Jada lying on my chest, curls all over the place, reminded me of what we’d been doing a few hours ago. I hoped to have her in my arms like this for the rest of time.
Slowly, I moved out of her grasp so I could go take a quick shower and start the TENS treatment. She rolled over and faced the opposite direction as I got out of bed. I tucked the blanket around her and went to start my morning.
At the door of the bathroom I looked out at her, seriously considering whether to wake her for shower sex. Deciding she should get some sleep after everything we did last night, I turned to go into the bathroom.
Just before the room was out of view, I saw my phone screen light up. Confused, I walked over to find out who was calling me. D'Nae's name popped up. What the hell?
I answered it, walking into the bathroom so I didn't wake Jada.
"Everything okay?" I asked.
"Did I wake you?" She sounded tired.
"No, I was about to get in the shower. What's wrong? You calling out?"
"No, actually I need some help. I'm out front, could you come let me in?"
"Out front? Of my house?"
"Yes, and it's cold. Hurry up and come let me in."
Confused, I pulled on some sweats and went to the door. When I opened it, I found her standing there in a trench coat and a pair of heels. I put my phone in my pocket. "D'Nae, what are you doing here?"
"I came to claim what I wanted. Someone told me to take initiative. I'm doing just that."
I grabbed her hands as she reached for me, keeping her from wrapping them around my neck.
"You know I told you I wasn't pursuing anything with you. You're drunk. Let me call you a Lyft so you get home safe."