by Nicole Hite
“God, you feel so good in my hands, bebe. Warm, wet, ready, just the way I like it.”
I plunged his fingers deeper into me, while his thumb toys with my bud.
“Do friends touch you like this?” he groaned into my neck.
“Hell no,” I let out a girlish giggle.
Massaging me in all the right places, I could barely contain myself. Just hearing his hot breath across my neck, whispering into my ear nearly sends me screaming.
“Do friends finger you this good?” picking up his pace.
“Jesus, don’t stop. Please, don’t stop.”
“Do friends tell you how badly they want to fuck you?”
Picking up his tempo I arched my back into his giant bulge, wishing there wasn’t denim separating our bodies right now.
“Oh, God, No,” my heart hammered away, as I squeeze my breasts. I was losing my mind the harder he worked me.
“Do friends make you cum like this?” he sped up his pace, throwing me over the edge. He thrummed my sensitive core, dragging out my climax and driving me crazy.
Before I had time to think, Lee turned me around and unclasped my bra. Palming my breasts, he kissed each one, suckling on each breast. Throwing my head back, I rested my hands on his shoulders to prevent my knees from giving out.
Lee ran his tongue up my cleavage, across my collarbone and nipped at my shoulder. He grabbed my hips and lifted me up and into his arms. Carefully, he laid me on the plush duvet. Clutching the waist of my jeans, he removed both my pants and panties in one fell swoop.
His grin made me wiggle under his arms. Reaching over his head, he grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled. He stood before me bare chest and admiring my naked body.
“Fuck, you are so much hotter than I imaged you would be naked. And trust me; I’ve thought about it a lot.”
He stepped on the heels of his boots and flung them with his socks to the side. Lee unlatched his belt and tore into his zipper. Shoving his pants and boxers down, I was completely stunned by his cock. I felt it on my back so I knew it was ample, but this, this was impressive.
Lee fell to his knees as he cupped my ass cheeks, pulling me to the end of the bed.
Without waiting for a response, he tucked his arms under my thighs and held my hips in place. Before I could retaliate, his mouth was on me.
“Friends don’t taste you like this, do they?”
He swirled his tongue across my aching pink flesh, making me curl my toes in pleasure. I hooked my left leg around his shoulder and rested it on his perfectly sculpted tattooed back. Lee rolled his tongue across my opening, lapping up the juices I was providing. They were all for him.
Taking me off guard, he slid two fingers into me, while his large tongue concentrated on my swollen bud. I arched my back, throwing my hips into his mouth as the riptide began to build in my stomach.
I gripped the sheets and looked at the ceiling full of paper crane shadows dancing across the sky. All of the built up tension and emotion for Lee rushed through my body and burst from me in a roaring climax.
Clutching his hair, I ran my fingers through his brown curls. His beard tickled my inner thighs as he slowly kissed his way up my legs and body to my mouth.
Placing a tender kiss on my lips, “Friends don’t do those things, do they?”
He gave me a wicked grin as he arched a brow, waiting for my answer.
“I guess we’re no longer friends anymore,” I giggled, trying to catch my breath.
“Fine, I didn’t want to be your friend anyway,” we both chuckled as he laid his head of curls on my bare breasts.
“I want you to be inside me, Lee,” I whispered into his dark curls.
“That mouth, Dove. I told you it was going to get you into trouble,” he grinned as he looked up at me.
“I think I’m sorry, but really, I’m not,” I smiled. “I think I may have some condoms in the nightstand.”
“Sorry I’m not prepared; I didn’t think this…”
“Neither did I, trust me.”
Pulling out the unopened box, he smugly looked for the expiration date.
“Just checking. We’re good,” he laughed.
Unwrapping the foil wrapper, I snatched it from his fingers.
“Let me,” I winked.
Handing over the condom, I slide the latex over the smooth, veiny skin. I took my time guiding it over the head and putting a modest amount of pressure on his shaft. Trailing my fingers down his shaft, I released, cupping his balls. Giving the now tight skin a tiny squeeze, an eager moan escaped Lee’s lips.
“Lay back, petite bebe. Don’t take your eyes off mine.”
Instead of thrusting into me like I imagined he would considering his kissing and groping had been so ferocious, he eased into me. Never once did our eyes divert, as much as I wanted to throw my head back in ecstasy.
Staring into his beautiful brown eyes was not a punishment by any means. I loved the way I got lost in them – in him. Lee was so familiar, I felt I had known or been here forever. I know most girls fantasize about rock hard abs or hairless stomachs, but that was the last thing I was focused on. It was deeper than that. It was just Lee and I.
We had hit a whole new level of connection between the two of us. With his hands on either side of my head, he rolled his hips with my own. I could feel every inch, slowly rocking in and out of me. His curls cascaded over his eyes as he moved back and forth. I reached up, brushing them aside and pulling him to my lips.
I felt the emotion gathering within me. It was only a matter of seconds before I would hit my climax. Instead of thinking of the ‘what ifs’, I relinquished my control to Lee. Drawing in a deep breath from his mouth, I exhaled with force. I crashed my lips to his as my body tingled and shook. Hitting the tail end of my apex, Lee finished himself. My sex clinched his length as we braced ourselves for the aftershocks.
“Clearly we cannot go back to being friends,” I joked.
We both laughed as Lee bent to kiss me softly. Rolling over to my side, he tossed the condom in the trash. As he twisted, I delicately ran my fingers down his arm, kissing his back. There was a significant scar on his shoulder blade where you could still see the shiny slashes where he must have been sliced.
“Is this from the car accident?” I said softly.
“Hmm. Oh, I almost forgot that was still there. Yeah, the last time I drank. I was just a young and stupid kid –never again. Now, the only thing that could distract me from the road is you.”
“Wow, no pressure,” I smiled as he turned toward me.
We nestled into bed, pulling the cool sheets up. The lights on the branches were on and the shadows from the cranes danced across the ceiling. Lee poked at a few, smiling brightly.
“I’m really glad you kept these.”
“And why is that?”
“They mean a lot to me. They mean a lot that they are all personalized and meant for you too. They do look amazing right here too. They’re kinda like an adult mobile,” he chuckled,
“Are you saying I’m childish, Lee Daniels,” I smirked.
“Not at all. I’m just saying you have a youthful way about yourself, that’s all.”
“Oh, okay. What time is it? I’m kind of starving.”
Lee flipped his wrist around to glare at his watch.
“Shit, it’s almost two in the morning.”
“Good. Get up. We are going to mark off three of my bucket wishes!”
“You are extremely peppy for two a.m.; I’m all ears.”
Fanning out my fingers, “Stay up all night, watch the sunrise and spend all day in bed tomorrow.”
“God, I love the way you think,” Lee bent down to kiss me, “Let me guess, bacon and pancakes?”
“How did you know,” I ask sarcastically.
I try to climb out of bed, only to be pulled back into Lee’s arms.
“Don’t you mess with me and my bacon, Lee Daniels,” I squirmed.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah.”
&n
bsp; Without asking, I picked up his t-shirt, slipping it on. Rummaging through my drawers I retrieve a pair of sweats for Lee.
“Here, you can wear these. They are so big I can’t even wear them. They may even be too big on you too.”
“Is this a consolation prize for allowing you to take my shirt?” he chortled.
“Perhaps.”
He reached down to put on his boxer briefs when I stopped him. I removed his hands and instead took his cock in mine.
“Very impressive, Daniels. Had you told me about him earlier, we could have done this much sooner,” I winked.
Grabbing my shoulders, he tosses me onto the bed again.
“You are so full of it, Dove. But, he says thank you.” He began grinding his dick into me and judging by its growing desire, I could definitely tell Lee junior truly was thankful.
“I guess breakfast can wait,” I muttered.
An hour later we made our decent down the staircase. Before we hit the landing, I motioned for Lee to stop. I could hear faint noises coming from the kitchen, but there was only a tiny light coming from the hallway. I pointed to a candlestick on the foyer table for Lee, while I snatched an umbrella from the holster by the door.
Lee pushed me behind him, as we crept our way down the hallway. A wooden board creaked, halting us in our steps. Suddenly you could hear whispers shushing one another. Just as we hit the kitchen door, Lee and I busted it open flicking on the lights.
Standing before us was a very naked, Gage and JoJo fondling each other in the glow of the refrigerator. Gage grabbed a potholder to cover his junk, while JoJo flaunted her naked body. Much to my distain, I tossed her a dishrag. It didn’t cover much, but it was better than what she had going on right now.
“Dude, seriously?” Lee balked in disgust as he eyed Gage.
“Whatever fucker, you’re the one walking around in just sweats.”
“HUGE difference asshat,” Lee rebottled.
“Either way, cover your shit with more than a potholder! I can still see your dick.”
“Jo, really?” I questioned, not because she was naked, but because it was with Gage. Although Lee was annoyed, I wanted to give Jo the high-five. Gage was hot, but I think I’m just being a tiny bit partial. What? The Daniel boys are on point. And by the looks of it, share the same genetics…in every proportion.
I couldn’t hold it back any longer; I burst at the seams with laughter.
“Well, this is a sight, isn’t it?”
“Wait, so, you two…” Jo pointed out always a day late and a dollar short.
“Welcome to the party, sweetheart,” I snorted.
It’s about fucking time. I was wondering how long you were going to make that sexy man wait!”
“Hey!” Gage exclaimed.
“Whatever, cowboy,” she swatted his bare ass.
“Damn, woman. What the fuck?” he joked.
“I’ll give you something to complain about,” she winked.
“Nice seeing you guys. Glad you came to your senses, Kat. Gotta fuck… I mean, gotta go!”
“You know I’m not one to turn down good sex,” Gage winked at me as she dropped the dishrag without shame.
“Bye, Jo,” I waved her off.
Even as the door slammed I could hear her barking orders. Crazy, woman!
“I can’t say I didn’t see that one coming,” Lee laughed.
“That makes two of us.”
“Pancake mix?” he questioned.
“Pantry, next to the Cheerios and Oreos.”
“I feel like I’m home with your pantry selections.”
“Yeah, well, I can eat Cheerios any time of the day, even for dinner if I’m lazy.
“But it’s just you,” he asked as he swung the door open, “why is it so hard?”
Grabbing the step stool, I struggle a little to get it over to the cabinets with the mixing bowls. Shifting my eyes, I noticed Lee was still hunkered down in the pantry. The last thing I wanted was to worry him or show him how weak I was becoming.
I could tell the disease was progressing even with the littlest of tasks – washing my hair, shaving, cutting. I just…well, I just didn’t want him or anyone to worry. As much as I wanted to blow it off, I found myself leaning on one arm more and more. Eventually he would notice and then what? Should I just enjoy this little bit of freedom while I had it before he left?
“You know; you have like five half used boxes of cereal in here.”
I tried to laugh it off, “Oh really?”
“Yeah, I think the two of you are cereal junkies. I’m sure there is a support group for that as well. I can find out,” he laughed.
“You know, AA, ALS. What’s next, CA?”
“CA?”
“Cereal anonymous, of course.”
Lee found the box of pancake mix from the crowded pantry, bringing it over to the center island. Rummaging through the fridge, he retrieved the carton of eggs and milk. I stepped on the stool, making my way to the very tip-top shelve.
“Ah yes, those damn CA folks. That’s probably why you have two gallons of milk in here too,” he joked as he checked the expiration date. Taking a quick sniff test, he deemed it okay, placing it on the counter. Returning for the eggs, he checked those as well. So careful, that one.
I reached for the edge of the mixing bowl, wobbling as I stood on my tippy-toes. That’s when I felt it, the quiver and quake of my forearm loosening its grip of the rim. One-by-one, my digits plucked themselves away from the glass bowl. I tried to steady myself, but the disaster was inevitable.
Lee must have seen the scene going down before it was about to happened. As the last finger slipped away from the bowl, I braced myself for the impact. Clutching the stool, the last thing I noticed was Lee diving for the bowl. Just as I righted myself upright, he lay on the ground, arms stretched, with the bowl nestled in his palms.
“Nice save,” I said.
“You okay?” he asked worried.
“I’m totally fine. Thank you for catching that. That would have been one hell of a mess,” I tried to play it off.
“As long as you’re okay,” he said. Standing from the floor, he placed the bowl on the counter next to the milk and eggs.
“Just starving. Must have been the stool, or my need to feed,” I said, taking a step down from my perch.
I stood on the first step of the stool as I pulled him close to me. My fingers crawled up his bare chest and wrapped themselves around his neck. Lee inched closer, circling his arms around my waist.
Lee leaned forward, burying his nose into the crock of my neck.
“God, you smell so good.”
Instead of coming back with something witty or sarcastic, I accepted his sweet words.
“I never wanted this to happen, and now…now I can’t imagine it not happening,” I whispered as he held me tight.
Lee pulled away a little, cascading his kisses across my collarbone. Matching my stare, something was shifting. Dreams were not just dreams anymore they were reality – a beautiful reality just for me.
“I’m not sure how this happened, but I’ve changed. Changed for the better I suppose. I’m so glad you are the one catching me as I fall, though. And, I’m going to fall a lot. Are you ready for that?”
“I’ve never been more ready. Are you?”
“I think I finally am.”
That night, we ate breakfast in bed, laughing and making plans. Actually making plans for the future. Not marriage and kids and all that shit, but for what should come tomorrow, the end of the week or month. I have to live day-by-day, but I can’t let that deter me from making my mark on the world. I will not let this destroy me. I will fight. And, damn sure will love.
As I lay in bed with my empty plate in my lap, Lee sat on the floor, leaning against the side of the bed. I chomped on the last piece of bacon, as Lee cleared is throat.
“So…I was kinda…thinking,” he began.
“Oh, Lord help us,” I giggled.
“No, for
real. Why don’t we go to the Bahamas and swim with those pigs or whatever?”
You could tell he was nervous since his words weren’t as confident as they usually were. He was offering me a once in a lifetime opportunity, and terrified I would turn him down.
“Why don’t we talk about it at another time? I want to enjoy this sunrise with you.”
Lee climbs back into bed with me as we sit and talk for hours as the sun slowly begins to rise over the horizon. It’s beautiful the way the colors slowly shift to a bright yellow. How had I never seen this before?
Not a word was spoken, as I drifted off to sleep for a while. The late night had caught up with me, and I was just too damn comfortable with Lee cradling me in his arms. I was overjoyed at the feeling that he would be there when I woke up. We had made a vow to follow through with my wish to stay in bed all day, and I couldn’t wait.
As I drifted to sleep, I started to have visions of Lee. They say it’s hard to remember your dreams when you wake up, but falling asleep they were crystal clear. So clear that I felt it wasn’t a dream at all.
I was dressed in a beautiful wedding gown resembling a mermaid with its frilly bottom. My hair was tied back with a delicate hairpiece with a Barely There veil. The veil was just long enough to cover to my chin, but that wasn’t the crème de la crème. The huge diamond on my left hand was the icing on the cake. It sparkled brighter than the sun.
As I approached the alter, Jackson stood in a very dashing tux as Lee watched my every move down the aisle. He’s beautiful and so are those hypnotizing brown eyes. The closer I get to him, the more my vision is skewed. Like a scrambled television set, the picture wasn’t coming in clearly.
The once picturesque background began to turn darker and darker as I take each step. The further I tried to walk, the longer the aisle seemed. My steps grew labored as I began to slow down. Looking down, I noticed that roots were growing from the ground, capturing my ankles.
My once positive attitude slowly began to diminish as the roots began to pull me into the very ground we stood on. Lee’s expression slowly began to shift as my wedding shifted instead into a funeral. Lying in my root coffin, dirt all around, Lee removed his lapel flower and tossed it on me. I tried to protest when Lee was saying his final goodbyes, however the roots had wrapped themselves around my mouth.