It was Lashawnda.
I assumed the other two women were her sister Crystal and their childhood friend Stacy. She told me they were planning on going out for a little girl time. If I knew what they had in mind, I might have put a stop to the night before it began. They were all dancing like they were auditioning for the top spot as the next hottest video vixen.
I was mesmerized by my woman. She moved with such fluid grace and ease. Plus, the smile she wore on her pouty lips was an indication she was enjoying herself. She took her hands and rubbed them up and down her sides when Chris Brown sang ‘put my hands on your body.’ She put her finger on the side of her mouth and smiled coyly at the tall black man walking up to them to join in the dance. Lashawnda shook her head at him when he tried to pull her arm.
Yeah, not too close, asshole.
The crowd went wild for the women when they turned around again; this time they leaned on the person’s back in front of them and popped their backs in stiff movements and made their asses go ‘boom, ba-ba boom, ba-boom, ba-boom, boom.’ I smiled appreciatively at the way Lashawnda’s rounded bottom bounced to the beat. I couldn’t wait to see what it looked like bouncing up and down in front of me; sans clothes of course.
I was so enthralled by Lashawnda and her girls having fun I didn’t notice the girl dancing with me had walked away. I did notice the man next to Lashawnda was getting way too close again. On instinct, I started to make my way over to the other side of the dance floor. Ian and Jackson saw me moving and followed behind. Brent was busy showing the girl he brought out on the floor with him that black or white he could handle anything she threw his way.
I approached the girls as the man reached out and grabbed Lashawnda around her waist. She pushed his hands off, but he didn’t seem to get the hint. He went in at her again, but I was there to pull him back by the collar of his shirt. He turned around with a scowl on his face. But when he saw the hulking figures of me, Ian, and Jackson he quickly changed his mind and put his hands in the air in surrender before walking away.
I didn’t want anyone else getting any ideas. I walked up behind Lashawnda and slid my arm around her waist and pulled her back against my chest. She stiffened but then relaxed in my arms.
Bending my lips close to her ear, I whispered,“Yeah, girl I like that. You can feel I like that.” With each word I pressed my hips tightly against her voluptuous backside; letting her feel the desire I had been carrying around for her.
Lashawnda smiled, lifted her hands up over her head, and slid her hands behind my neck. Her heels made it easier for her to reach my mouth. She angled her head to the side as my tongue traced the seam of her lips. Pushing up further on her toes, she deepened the kiss.
She tasted like heaven with a hint of vodka. I was feeling really playful and lightly nipped her lips before breaking our kiss. With each press of her mouth to mine, I eased back, teasing her.
I groaned when Lashawnda reached behind her and slowly ran her hands up and down the front of my zipper. I guess she wanted to tease me a little as well. My right hand tightened around her waist, and the left came down to rest on the inside of her thighs. I was dangerously close to the place I lacked the self-control to touch. Lashawnda had other things on her mind. She grabbed my hand and placed it right on her mound. The dance floor was dark and crowded, so I knew no one would see what we were up to.
“Don’t play with me, Lashawnda. I’m hanging on by a thread right now.” I leaned down and nipped Lashawnda on her right earlobe. There was no way to conceal the bulge in my pants. Her warm body swaying seductively to “I Wanna Love You” by Akon had me wanting to bend her over and take her from behind.
Fuck!
This woman was about to make me do some indecent shit to her in public. I palmed Lashawnda’s mound and almost came in my jeans. She was thick there as well. The plump flesh between her thighs was hot and full to my touch.
I couldn’t believe her behavior tonight.
After three months of dating, she didn’t come across as the type of woman that would openly allow a man to touch her in a club. I wasn’t complaining at all, just shocked. I knew the intelligent, reserved, and compassionate Lashawnda; but not the sex vixen. This side of her would get no complaints from me.
“You’re killing me, little lady,” I murmured close to her ear.
“You don’t even want to know what you’re doing to me,” she responded.
We danced until one of the women that were with her tapped her on the shoulder. “Water,” she yelled over the music and pointed to the bar. I nodded to Ian and Jackson for us to grab some drinks for the women. The music was deafeningly loud inside, so we headed out to the patio to get some air. I got a text from Brent, and I told him our location.
Lashawnda had just introduced her sister Crystal and best friend Stacy to Ian, Jackson, and me when Brent came outside.
“You don’t seem like a stranger; I’ve heard so much about you,” she said holding her hand out for him to shake.
“Hey, beautiful. I see luck was on our side tonight. I finally get to meet the woman that’s got my best friend’s balls in a clinch,” Brent replied. He walked up to her and kissed her on the cheek like they were old friends. Throwing his hands across her shoulders and squeezing her body to his.
“Um, I don’t know about all that.” She looked at him and me for an explanation.
“Oh, don’t get me wrong it’s a good thing. He needed you in his life. I can tell how much you mean to him. Now if y’all could just—”
“Okay, that’s enough.” I cut Brent off from embarrassing me. I didn’t want her to think I spent my time talking about us being intimate. I especially didn’t want her to think I was complaining we hadn’t done anything yet.
“What—what did I say?” Brent feigned ignorance.
“Brent, this is Lashawnda’s best friend Stacy and her younger sister, Crystal,” I said ignoring his attempt to appear innocent.
Brent reached over and shook Stacy’s hand and then Crystal’s. “Very nice to meet you, ladies.”
He held on to Crystal’s hands a little longer than was necessary causing her to blush. Lashawnda looked at Stacy then the pair looked at Crystal and then back at each other with a conspiratory smile. Brent finally released her hand when he saw everyone at the table giving him a questioning look.
We sat outside and talked for the majority of the night. No one wanted to go back inside to the overly loud music. The guys and I took turns going to the bar to order more drinks. Ian and Stacy were in a heated debate about credit card companies and their usage of promotional gimmicks to attract new customers. Brent, Crystal, and Jackson were discussing the challenges young married couples face. I had no idea how Brent got sucked into that conversation, but after seeing how he reacted to Crystal upon introductions, it was pretty obvious.
Lashawnda and I were standing off to the side wrapped in each other’s arms. The music had slowed down. I stood behind her as we rocked back and forth to the slow melody of LSG’s song “It's Your Body.”
“Did I tell you how amazing you looked tonight?” I asked.
“Yep, you did. But you can tell me again,” Lashawnda replied, simpering with a giggle.
“You look amazing.” I rubbed her back and bent down to give her a quick kiss on the lips. “So...”
“So, what?” Lashawnda asked when I didn’t finish the sentence.
“What was up with the show you guys put on back there?”
“You didn’t like it?” Lashawnda asked sounding uncomfortable.
“I liked it very much,” I reassured. “I just wouldn’t have pegged you as the type of woman that would do something like that, but you’re a very well-rounded person that enjoys life. I guess it’s fitting that you like a little booty music too.”
I laughed when she blushed and hid her face in my chest. At that moment, I finally understood what my mother has been going on about when it comes to relationships. I was happy. The happiest I’d ever been in my
life. Just holding her close like this was enough for me. Was it too soon? Had I fallen in love with this woman already? Or was this just infatuation?
I kissed her on the forehead and pulled her closer. Not much needed to be said for us to enjoy the moment.
“I like Brent,” Lashawnda said to break the silence. She looked over at the table watching Brent and Crystal with their heads together deep in conversation.
“Yeah. Brent’s a good guy. I’ve known him since high school, and he’s the kind of friend you can always depend on. He tends to run off at the mouth; so don’t be surprised if he says something off the wall—especially regarding our sex life.” I threw the last part in just to cover my ass, just in case I couldn’t get Brent to keep his mouth shut by the end of the night.
“Well, I have a little sister who tends to be a little too vocal. I don’t think he could be that shocking. Ian and Jackson seem cool too. I’m glad they’re getting along with my girls,” Lashawnda replied. “So, what could Brent say about our sex life? We don’t have one right now.”
I pulled back and held Lashawnda away from me as I looked at her face. She was biting the corner of her lip and trying to avoid my gaze. I placed a hand underneath her chin and raised her head. I searched her face and saw the reluctance in her eyes. I took her farther down to the darkened corner of the patio, helping her ease onto the rail as I stood between her legs.
“Give me your hand.” My voice was an octave lower and carried more authority than Lashawnda had ever heard from me.
She placed her left hand in mine. I brought it to my lips and kissed the tips of her fingers. Then put it on my chest.
“Open your legs.”
Lashawnda followed my instructions and spread her thighs as far as possible. I stepped farther into her frame and took the hand off my chest and slowly slid it down until it hovered over the front of my pants. I pressed her palm against my hard length and closed my eyes tight to contain my emotions as she squeezed my shaft.
“You feel how much I want you? I’ve wanted you like this from the beginning.” I grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled it back up to my chest. “I’m glad I took the time to get to know you before we took this step, but I can see the time has come for us to explore another aspect of our relationship. Do you agree?”
“Yes.” Lashawnda pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. She had this far off look in her eyes, and I hoped she was thinking about us tangled between the sheets like I was.
“Okay, good. When I get back, you and I are going to get acquainted again on another level. I don’t want this to be rushed. I want to enjoy the aftermath as much as the foreplay with you,” I replied before kissing the side of her neck and whispering in her ear, “In the meantime, I’m going to introduce you to a little thing called phone sex. Would you like that, sweetheart?”
“Yes,” Lashawnda whispered.
“I can tell you’re ready for more than what we’ve been doing. Will you allow me to share with you exactly what I’ve been planning for our first time?”
“Yes.”
“Good. I’m planning on making you cum for me every night until I get to see you again.” I nipped her ear. “Then the first place I want you to cum when I get back in town is in my mouth.”
Her breath hitched, and her fist tightened in my shirt.
I looked at my watch and saw that it was almost three in the morning.
“Come on. Let’s get out of here. This place is about to close soon.”
I placed a hard kiss on her forehead and helped her down. We walked hand in hand back to the table where our friends were sitting.
We left the bar, and the girls decided to take a cab home since they had all been drinking. Luckily the guy that we had on call for the night was in the area. We allowed him to take them home first and then come back for us.
“Oh my…did anyone see Jenny? She didn’t tell me she was leaving,” Lashawnda said as if the thought just crossed her mind.
“That girl probably hopped on some guy’s dick as soon as we came here and is riding it as we speak,” said Stacy, rolling her eyes in annoyance.
“She came here with you all?” I asked her.
“Yep, and I am glad she decided to do her own thing. That bitch was getting on my nerves all night.”
“That’s funny, because I ran into her and, she didn’t say anything about being here with y’all.”
“Mmm…well I hope she got home okay. I’ll just send her a quick text for her to check in when she gets home.” Lashawnda pulled out her phone. I had to admire her for still being so nice to a woman that obviously meant her no good.
The cab pulled up, and the women said good night. I didn’t miss the way Brent kept looking at Crystal like he wanted to ask her something. Lashawnda leaned out the window and kissed me good night.
“I’ll call you when I’m coming on to take you to the airport,” she said between pecks.
“No, you’ll call me and let me know you got home first. Don’t forget. It was great meeting you, ladies. Let’s all get together again soon.” I stepped back from the cab and stuffed my hands in my pockets as they pulled away from the curb.
I wanted to say, ‘I love you.’ The words were at the tip of my tongue. But, it was probably bad form to blurt something like that out for the first time in front of all of our friends.
CHAPTER 19
SEAN
The five nights of phone sex was the right amount of foreplay for us. I went around town with a smile on my face that entire week from the sound of Lashawnda coming in my ear. I told her in explicit detail all the ways I planned on taking her. On Thursday night she was so lost in her orgasm; she rolled over and fell asleep right afterward. The next time she woke was to my voice telling her good morning. Sunday couldn’t come quick enough for either one of us.
When I got back to town, though, we were busy with work and couldn’t spend as much time together. To fix our little problem, we decided to play hooky from work on Friday. I went out on my morning run; Lashawnda opted out. By the time I got back, she had arrived with breakfast. We couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. It was like an unspoken promise we were going to take our relationship to the next level after our date.
After breakfast, we went out to run errands. Lashawnda wanted to check out one of the caterers she had heard good things about. Her father’s fiftieth birthday party was coming up soon, and she still hadn’t found anyone she was happy with. Her mother offered to take care of the food, but Lashawnda didn’t want her to be stressing about it the day of the event. I wanted to buy some camping gear, so we ended up going to the mall.
“Why are you buying all this stuff?” Lashawnda asked as she watched me haul more and more items up to the register. The store clerk looked delighted. Business must have been slow because we were the only ones in the store.
“The guys and I usually go on a fishing trip every year. Actually, we go a couple times a year. But, we haven’t had time to hang lately with everyone doing their own thing. After last weekend, we decided it would be a good idea to get away for a few days. Maybe rent a cabin out on the lake.” I turned to the young man behind the register. “Are these the only women’s boots you have?”
“Yes, sir. If you're looking for a wider variety, you can go to the shoe store a few shops down. They carry a lot of women's hiking boots.”
The clerk looked over at Lashawnda and then back at me questioningly as if he was trying to figure out something. He'd been doing it since we walked into the store.
“Thanks, Jimmy.”
I had picked up on Lashawnda’s habit of addressing people who worked in retail or food services by their names. She told me those people often had to deal with more crap than what was necessary. She made it a point to show them respect by using their names. She was right. People tended to provide better service.
I walked back to the shelf with the shoes and stood back looking. Lashawnda stood with her elbows on the counter and watched me with a gentle smi
le on her face. She was utterly beautiful. I motioned for her to come to me and she walked over and put her hand in the crook of my arm.
“Why do you need women’s hiking boots?” She ran her hand across the smooth leather surface of a pair of black hiking boots.
“Because I plan on taking my woman hiking when she comes with me on my guys trip. Well, I guess it wouldn’t be a men’s only trip since we hoped you could bring your sister and Stacy, and Jackson is planning on bringing Sarah,” I said all this while studying the rack of shoes intently.
“You sound pretty cocky, Dr. Colcord; like you knew your woman would say yes to this trip.” Lashawnda looked at me briefly before turning her head toward the shelf of boots.
“Well, it’s kind of difficult not to be. You know, since I have one.” My lips rose lightly at the corners.
Lashawnda tried to keep a straight face, but it wasn’t working. She let out a very loud high-pitched giggle and pushed me playfully.
“You’re so full of yourself.”
I put my arm around her neck and pulled her ear close to my lips. “I can’t wait until you’re full of me too.”
Lashawnda moaned into the crook of my neck. “You sure know how to tease me when there’s no bed anywhere in sight.”
“Who said we need a bed?”
After a week of talking dirty over the phone, I was ready to get to the main event. I realized I had a lot more experience than Lashawnda. Even though she was in a relationship with her high school sweetheart for years, they were both pretty inexperienced. She may have lost her virginity at seventeen, but she knew very little of the pleasures that could be had. I was more than ready to be her teacher.
“What do you say? You think you might like spending a few days out in the wilderness with me?” I asked.
Lashawnda bit her lip and pretended to be deep in thought. “Okay. But, I have to ask the girls if they have plans. When were you all planning on taking this trip, and for how long?”
“We don’t have a definite date yet. We’ll coordinate with everyone to find the perfect time to go. In the meantime, I thought we could do a little shopping to get all the gear we’ll need.”
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