Summer's Heat

by Mahogany Star

  I decided that before I left the mall I would stop at the nail salon inside and get my nails done. I always needed to be at my best, never know who I would run into during my flight. I might even make a few thousand while up in the air, I smirked as I thought.

  It was getting late, I grabbed a quick salad and decided to head back to my car with my purchases.

  I decided to turn my ringer back on and it was like as if on cue it rang loudly instantly. I rolled my eyes as I pressed the answer button on the monitor of the screen. I didn’t want to speak to Dre but at the same time everything in me wanted to speak to Dre. I missed everything we wouldn’t ever have.

  “Hi.” I said.

  “Baby. You just not going to speak to me. You don’t think I deserve more than for you just to run out and not saying anything. For you to act like what we had never existed. You don’t think you owe me a fucking explanation? Come on baby.” Dre sounded more assertive than I’d ever heard him.

  “Dre let’s leave things where they are. I told you before there’s really nothing to talk about. It’s over. Let’s let sleeping dogs lie.”

  “Summer come to me. I need you to look at me and tell me it’s over. Look me in the eyes and tell me it’s that easy to walk away. To not need me. To not want me. Whatever was going on is behind you. I’m your future.” Dre stated.

  I paused for a moment lost in thought, at a loss for words. “I don’t know what to say.”

  “Come to me Summer. Just come.” Dre pleaded.

  “Okay Dre. Okay. I’ll come.” I said and hung up the phone.

  ********

  I made a detour and headed towards Harlem instead of going back to my hotel in Newark. Hearing Dre’s voice let me know I needed him more than I realized. As I crossed the George Washington Bridge I looked at the city I loved so much. The New York skyline, the bright lights, the dark ocean on the outskirts of all this madness. How could I ever think of leaving New York?

  I found a parking space up the block from Dre and that was rare especially for the middle of the week. I usually would have to park in a nearby garage but tonight things were happening the way they were supposed to it seemed.

  I walked up one flight to his apartment, my stomach full of nervous tension. The last time this door swung open things didn’t go so well. I knocked lightly and within seconds Dre opened the door and snatched me in to an embrace. We hugged tightly for over a minute, him giving me the comforting assurance that it was okay, that we were okay.

  When he released me from his tight secure loving embrace he helped me out of my coat and led me to the dining room table. I sat down, taking in the scent of the mahogany teakwood candle he had lit, the lights were low, as music played softly in the background.

  “Are you hungry?” Dre got up and started making his way to the kitchen.

  “Sit down baby. I’m not hungry. I went to the mall before I came here I had a bite to eat there.” I said.

  “Shopping?” Dre mused.

  “I just looked around for the most part. Shopping’s a little bit of therapy for me. Just walking and thinking really.”

  “Oh. I hear that. Well do you want to talk?” He asked as he placed his hands over mine.

  “No not really. I’m here because you asked me to come.”

  “I asked you to come because I thought it would be good for us to talk. At this point it doesn’t really matter but I have to ask, were you really mixed up in that prostitution ring?” Dre got serious.

  “If it doesn’t matter then why are you asking?” I pulled my hands from under his.

  Dre got up, came over to me and pulled me up gently from my seat. He placed his hands on the sides of my face as he pulled me in for a kiss. It was so gentle and felt so good that I fell into it. I had never gone sky diving but that’s what his kiss felt like. Like I was jumping out of a plane and floating in the air. I had never had that feeling with anyone’s kiss but his.

  His kiss seemed to last forever, I welcomed it. Delighting in the taste of his sweet tongue. Dre moved to my neck and placed warm kisses on every inch of neck he could reach as he pulled my sweater over my head gently. When he got my sweater off he stood back and looked at me with such passion and desire, his gaze made me feel like I was treasured.

  Dre took his index fingers and slowly slid down the straps of my bra. He gently grabbed my hand and led me towards his bedroom. I walked in taking in the scent of the candle as he had one lit in his bedroom too and sat down on his bed.

  He started walking toward me, but then he stopped suddenly and said “wait here.”

  He darted into the bathroom that was in his bedroom and I heard him start running the water. He was in there for a few minutes before he came back in the room. He walked over to me and without a word he stood me up and started undressing me. I went to undo my pants and he gently pushed my hands away.

  “I got this baby. Let me take care of you.”

  I didn’t put up a protest. I watched him slowly and gently take each piece of clothing off. My bra first, then he reached down and zipped down my tall boots and pulled them off one by one. Dre unbuckled and unzipped my pants and slid them down. I stepped out of my clothes and stood there in my panties and the boot socks that came up to my knees. Dre squatted down in front of me and pulled each sock down one by one as he looked up at me adoringly. Then he placed a hand on each side of my hips and slid my panties down. I stood there before him naked and exposed.

  Dre stood up and stared at me like I was a sculpture he was admiring. “Come on baby.” Dre said as he led me to the bathtub that was filled with bubbles. His bathtub sat in the middle of his large bathroom, it was an antique looking bathtub white large and unconnected to any walls. His bathroom was filled with marble and black fixtures, very masculine and chic. He held my hand as I stepped in the tub steadying me so that I wouldn’t slip. The bubble bath smelled like lavender and vanilla, it soothed me instantly as I sank down into the hot water.

  “This is just what I needed.” I whispered to him.

  Dre sat on a stool outside of the bathtub and pulled my hair up on top of my head. “Hold it here love. Let me run and get you a pin to keep it up.” Dre darted over to one of the drawers on his sink and reached in and grabbed one of the pins I’d left when I was there last.

  I pinned it and sat back against the cool tub. It felt good in contrast to the hot water. I felt Dre slip his hands in the water behind me and start to slowly massage my shoulders. I closed my eyes and let his fingers help loosen some of the tension I was holding in my muscles.

  “Let it go love. Relax you’re here with me. I got you baby. I got you forever.” Dre whispered as he massaged my stress away.

  Dre got stopped massaging and got up from the stool and returned with a loofah. He dipped it in the water and began washing my back. He moved slowly and gently, at first bathing me with the care I would suppose a parent does to their infant. When he submerged his hand deep in the water and began washing my pussy I opened my legs wider. He washed it gently, but then he dropped the loofah and embarked on a quest to make me shiver in the warm water. Dre moved two fingers in a circle on my clit, making me want him inside of me. His fingers took on a mind of their own until I shook and my body released all the stress I had built up.

  With a look of satisfaction, Dre got up and came back with a plush towel and held it open.

  “Come love.” He said as he held my hand helping me out of the tub while wrapping my body in the warmth of the towel.

  We walked hand and hand back to his bedroom where I lay on his bed and this time, I watched him undress. His beautiful body. Dre was indeed beautiful, inside and out. I tried to capture every inch of his frame and store it in my mind. I didn’t think I’d ever get this lucky again in my life. This experience with him I wanted to enjoy it.

  Dre grabbed the lavender coconut scented oil that sat on his nightstand and rubbed a few drops in his hand. He started at the bottom of my feet and massage one foot at a time. Slowly, deliberat
ely getting between my toes. He took the excess oil and rub my legs, concentrating on my calves rubbing them one by one. Then he picked my right foot up and kissed the bottom of it. He did the same with my left, but this time he stuck his tongue out and licked the sole of my foot.

  He slowly picked my right foot up and looked at me and said “I love you from the top of your head to the bottom of your feet. There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you Summer. I want you forever. Tell me you’ll be mine forever.” He said as held my foot up near his shoulder.

  I studied his face for a moment, then I nodded my head yes. Dre was as about as close to a fairytale Prince as any woman would ever get. He gave me a sexy smile before placing my big toe in his mouth. First my big and then he preceded to put all of my toes in his mouth one by one. His warm wet mouth felt so good as his tongue played with my digits.

  Dre licked his way up from my right foot, up my leg his tongue leaving a light trail of saliva as it glided along my thigh. When he got to my pussy he hesitated, I looked down wondering what he was waiting for. He looked back up and me and shook his head bewildered.

  “You don’t know how much I love you. How much I love the taste of you. How much I crave the taste of you.” Then he dove in. He slid his tongue up my opening parting it with his tongue and lips. I held his head as he made circles on my clit with his tongue.

  “Oh Dre! Oooooh!” I whimpered.

  Dre plunged his tongue in my flowing hole.

  “You taste so good baby.” Dre mumbled through gulps of my liquid.

  After I came for the third time, Dre removed his mouth from between my thighs. He continued his lick, kiss combo as he made his way up my waist.

  The feel of his mouth on my nipples drove me insane. He sucked them each at first giving them individual attention, but then he pushed them together and sucked them simultaneously darting his tongue against both nipples.

  When he reached my face he grabbed my right hand and placed each finger in his mouth and suckled. He did the same with the left. I was surprised he had any saliva left in his mouth by the time his lips reached mine.

  His kiss was blissful. The warmth and passion of his kiss was heavenly as he picked up his waist and guided himself inside of me slowly.

  Slow, thrusts of emotion. I felt every ounce of passion, longing and love that he had for me as he moved inside of me. I lay under him letting silent tears fall from my eyes. With all the sexing I had been doing, with unnamed, innumerable men, nothing came close to what I was feeling under Dre. The warmth that was radiating from his skin, the sweat that dripped from his body. I wished at that moment that I could drink it. In my mind that would somehow make me pure and deserving of his affection.

  Dre worked it inside of me until I felt the nerves standing on every inch of my skin. I could hear him as incoherent as he was through his thrust I could hear him moaning “Summer baby stay with me. Love me.”

  With every stroke Dre provided I felt his love. More than him telling me I felt it. When he released, his groan was so profound that I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight, welcoming his flow into my body. It was the first time I had ever allowed anyone’s fluid to enter my body. I felt the energy drain from Dre’s body into mine as he rolled off of me.

  Dre kissed me on my forehead and then on my lips softly before falling into a sleep so deep that his snore kept me awake. As I lay there, happier than I had been in as long as I could remember I felt at peace. I felt a sense of the security and safety that I hadn’t experienced since I was in my childhood home. I turned on my side and watched Dre sleep for hours. When I looked at the clock I saw that it was almost three in the morning, I continued to watch his chest slowly rise and fall as he slept so peacefully. I knew then what I had to do.

  I eased out of bed and slid into my pants, I didn’t bother to search for my panties or bra in the darkness. I crept lightly, placing my boots on as quickly as I could. As I walked out of Dre’s bedroom door I stopped, I wanted to turn around and get one last look. I didn’t. I knew if I looked back, I wouldn’t move forward.

  ********

  I rushed through the airport going through the check-in process quicker than I expected. I got to the terminal and sat down and breathed a sigh of relief. Having the garage’s service pick me up had been a life saver. After leaving Dre’s apartment I rushed back to the hotel jumped in the shower and finished my last minute packing in a flash.

  I knew Dre was probably just turning over and wondering where I had disappeared to. I looked at my cellphone and decided that it was my last connection to what I knew. I looked at the random faces of people who some like me were trying to get away for whatever reason. I searched until I found a little bar like restaurant so that I could take a few shots of the clear juice before boarding, I figured on an empty stomach I would absorb the alcohol more quickly.

  I saw a small bar with neon blue lighting welcoming me and walked in.

  The bar was fairly empty with only a few other patrons there for service, most of them looked like business men passing through. Usually they would be easy marks, I’d make eye contact slide them my business card and wait for the call.

  Not today.

  “Traveling alone?” The grey haired bartender with a heavy Latin accent asked as I sat down and he placed a cocktail menu in front of me.

  “Yes.” I kept it short. I wasn’t in the mood for the small talk. I just wanted my drink and quick.

  “I’ll take three shots of patron. Patron Lime.” I asked.

  “Three at one time?” He asked like he hadn’t heard me the first time.

  “How about one after the other. So every time I finish one you put another down.” I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and said.

  I took my shots down quickly. One after the other, the liquid settling and burning my stomach a bit. It didn’t take long for me to feel the effect. I suddenly felt a little lighter on my feet, optimistic about what lie ahead on the sunny west coast.

  “Maybe it’ll be Vegas, then Los Angeles, or maybe I should go to Miami for a little while.” I thought to myself.

  I looked at the time on the wall and noticed it was getting close to boarding time. I paid for my shots and wandered back over to the terminal

  As I made my way over to the seating area at the boarding area I saw a group of women who looked to be in their late twenties to early thirties and I wondered if they had it figured out yet. They were engrossed in conversation laughing hysterically. I wondered and speculated on what they could be laughing about so early in the morning. One of the women, an attractive caramel colored woman with a funky short haircut looked at me and smiled, I guess she caught my observation.

  My phone’s ringing broke our eye time and I looked down to see Dre’s face across my screen. I rejected the call, turned the phone off and looked around until I spotted the nearest trash can. I picked up my carryon that housed my laptop and important documents and searched for a few napkins. I found the napkins and wrapped as many as I could around my cellphone before tossing it in the trash. I didn’t want people to notice that it was a cellphone that was being tossed so I tried to disguise it in tissue.

  The announcement came over the speakers that it was time to board the Jet Blue nonstop flight bound for Las Vegas. I made my way to the line eager to get on board and relax. I stood in line behind the group of women trying not to ease drop.

  I heard the light skin thick one speak with a heavy southern accent, “I told him we were stopping in New York and then making our way to Vegas for the remainder of our trip. All he knows is I come home happy and that’s all he cares about.” She said as the pretty tall dark skin lady with long silky bra strap length hair and who had the most fabulous Gucci shades on says as she tips her shades over her nose and looks at her friend “and that’s all he needs to know.” She wasn’t laughing when she spoke at all. I liked her style already.

  I put my carryon in the overhead compartment and took my seat by the window. It felt good to settle into
my seat and relax. I wanted to take a nice long nap so that I could be refreshed when I landed but before I dozed I opened my bag and pulled out my laptop and decided to send Dre an email. I didn’t want to hurt him and decided he should know why I left the way I did.

  Dre,

  You’re probably reading this wondering where I am and why I’m not answering your calls. It’s probably not something that’ll even make sense to you today but maybe one day it will. As it stands today Dre, I love you more than I love any physical thing in this world outside of myself. But as I have come to know, love is fleeting, for the moment, not fixed but always changing. Before you, I hadn’t ever experienced a feeling so warm, so genuine, so real. You’re my first true love. The man I’ve always dreamed of. You think I’m what you’ve always dreamed of, and perhaps I am right now. But as I have learned there’s always conditions to the love between man and woman. I love you today because of the high you have me on today. Tomorrow you may look at me with a different set of eyes, your appetite may dictate that you crave and desire someone else. I refuse to allow myself to ever get that comfortable, to ever trust anyone with my heart. I won’t become someone’s temporary satisfaction. I caught on early in life Dre, that everything and I do mean everything is transitory. With that lesson I’ve decided to keep it moving physically and emotionally. Unfortunately, I learned this lesson early in life, and vowed to never let anyone have the power to discard me or my feelings. I’ve experienced how you can be loved so much in one moment and in the next be tossed aside like yesterday’s trash. As much as I love you, I can’t give you or anyone else that control either. I hope in time you find what you need, whoever that may be. You have a lot to offer a woman Dre, the woman that believes in marriage, kids, and a white picket fence. That woman is not me.