by D. Camille
She shrugged. “I just didn’t imagine that you lived like this. I mean, of course, I figured you lived nicely, but this is amazing.”
“I’m a money man, baby. I work with money all day,” he told her. “I’ve been dirt poor and I won’t ever be again, neither will my Momma.”
Although she still thought Kent was a momma’s boy, Lotus loved that he provided for and protected his mother. It was an indication of the type of family man that he would be in the future. He had a very good heart underneath all that bravado.
She smiled at him. “Did your momma make the crow I’m eating tonight?”
He shook his head as his eyes twinkled. “Nah baby, I made your dinner myself.”
Lotus smirked. “You said you couldn’t cook.”
“I said, I didn’t cook,” he clarified. “Not that I can’t.”
She folded her arms. “You know how to cook?”
“You see this damn kitchen?” he asked.
“Yeah, I see it.”
“Lotus, I have four bad ass younger brothers and sisters that I had to help take care of. My momma made me cook, clean, babysit, tutor, bathe, groom and everything thing else. When Trent came to live with us, he liked cooking the most, ‘cause he likes eating the most…so he took that part over.”
“I’ve cooked enough to last me a lifetime, but I still can whip out my skills,” he boasted.
Her dimples peeked out as she looped her arms around his neck. “You cooked for me?”
Kent brought her closer. “Yeah, I cooked for you.”
“And you planned all this?”
He stared down at her. “I left work early, picked up flowers and candles, then I came home and started cooking like a damn housewife before I picked you up from work. After I dropped you off, I got back and finished, took a shower and came to bring you here.”
“Aww baby, thank you.” Lotus kissed him softly. “That’s so sweet. I thought you just brought me here to smash.”
“I saw your face in the elevator,” he commented. “You were mad as hell.”
She couldn’t contain a soft smile. “I was,” she confessed. “I was like; this dude is tripping right now.”
Kent cupped his ear. “That don’t sound like an apology.”
“What do you want me to say?”
Leaning down, he kissed her bare shoulder. “Oh my god Kent! Your game is so amazing! No other dude can even come close.”
Lotus laughed. “You don’t really think I’m going to say that.”
He lifted his head. “You wanna eat?”
“You have to eat too,” she pointed out then gasped as he lifted her up onto the massive island.
Kent lowered his head to her thighs. “I can peel this chocolate orange and suck on the juices,” he said against her skin, then licked it hotly.
Lotus grabbed his head with both hands as she looked down at the dark hair covering his head. “Kent!”
“I think you want me to, right here in the kitchen.” Another lick and her thighs parted on their own.
His hands joined his mouth on her quivering legs. “I can’t hear you.”
“Mmmm…” Lotus moaned from his touch.
Kent lifted his head at the sound and grinned wickedly before he spread her legs wider to step in between them. Lifting her legs around his back, he pulled her against his body.
“Tell me what you want,” he demanded, looking down into her flushed face.
“I want to eat this food that smells so delicious,”
Kent kissed her neck. “You smell delicious too.”
“I really don’t want my first time on a kitchen island,” she told him.
“Okay.” She held on tightly as he lifted her from the counter and headed towards the door.
Kent carried her back to the dining room, where he stood her on her feet. Quietly, he held out her chair and she sat looking over the table. He crouched to eye level. “I hope you enjoy your dinner Lotus.”
She touched his jaw before kissing him softly. “I already am Kent.”
After returning her kiss, Kent stood and went back into the kitchen. Lotus clenched her thighs as she watched him go. He walked with such confidence and swagger, it immediately drew your attention. She liked the way his 6’2” height fit her 5’9” frame and how their bodies connected in all the right places.
He returned with two plates and a sexy smile. Lotus watched as he sat the china filled with food in front of her then placed the other across from her. Kent disappeared again and returned with two wine glasses. He took his seat after placing both flutes on the table.
“I didn’t know I was getting table service,” Lotus said looking across at him.
Kent placed his napkin on his lap and shook his head. “I’m still trying to figure out where you got such a low opinion of me.”
Lotus watched as he picked up his utensil with his left hand. “That bothers you,” she said softly.
His green eyes shot to hers. “Yeah, it does.”
She took a deep breath and held his stare. “I don’t have a low opinion of you Kent and if I gave you that impression, I’m sorry.” Lotus apologized. “I’ve always thought that you were very kind and now I’m finding out that you’re incredibly smart and financially well off.”
He began to eat his food quietly and she continued, “You’re very handsome and sexy. I like your sense of humor…”
Kent continued eating without looking up at her and Lotus became nervous wondering how deeply she had offended him.
“Do I need to say more?” she asked.
“Hell yeah, a whole lot.”
She smiled. “Oh my god Kent! Your game is so amazing! No other dude can even come close.”
He paused and laughed. “See, I told you.”
Lotus shook her head. “Can I eat some of this food now?”
“I made it for you.”
Picking up her fork, she saw him watch her as she scooped some of the meal and put it in her mouth. Lotus savored the taste inside her mouth as she chewed and swallowed. She repeated the motion as he continued to watch.
After the fourth forkful, he asked, “Well?”
“You’d better get ready to start cooking again,” she told him. “Because you can cook, boy.”
“You thought I was just a pretty face,” he teased. “A little cub for you to play with.”
Lotus froze. “Are you calling me a cougar?”
“Nah, you’re not old enough to be a cougar. I’ve had cougars.”
She pointed her fork at him. “That right there…”
“I’m just saying, you’re not that old. You’re only three years older than me.”
“It seems like a lifetime sometimes,” she sighed. “You make me want to spank your ass.”
He grinned. “I like to do the spanking.”
Lotus shook her head. “Not feeling that.” She went back to her meal.
Kent laughed and started back on his own dish. The changing music filled the space as they watched each other eating. When he was done, Kent took his glass and sat back in his seat, sipping slowly. His eyes inspected every visible inch of Lotus as she reached for her own glass.
“You look very serious right now,” she told him.
“You want desert now or later?” he asked still looking her over.
“Is that a code for something?” Lotus questioned. “Like is ‘desert’ banging my head against the headboard?”
“It’s banana pudding, but I’d like the banging now,” he answered.
Lotus sat her glass down. “Yeah, me too.”
Kent matched her action and lifted a brow. “What?”
“I’d like the head banging now please and the uh, banana pudding later…”
At her words, they both jumped from their seats so fast that both chairs fell to the floor. The next thing Lotus knew, she was swept up in strong arms and being carried down a long hall, preferably to a bedroom, she hoped.
Kent strode into the room which held a large bed wit
h a padded headboard and Lotus thanked the Universe as they both fell onto the mattress. Limbs intertwined and tongues dueling, their loud moans and sighs drowned out the music that continued to play.
Lotus went for the buttons on his shirt and began to frantically release them. The task was made more difficult as his hands slipped underneath her dress and began to touch her honey pot that was buzzing uncontrollably.
Lotus pulled her mouth away, “Kent…”
“Tell me to slow down,” he demanded against her mouth.
“No!” she protested. “Don’t.”
He grabbed for the band of her panties and yanked them over her hips and Lotus shimmied until they were down her legs. Kent threw them to the side, then his hands were on her breasts and his mouth on her neck.
“You should tell me to get some control,” he warned squeezing her breast.
She lifted his face to hers and responded hotly. “Where dat monster at?”
Chapter 12
Kent’s eyes glowed as he backed off the bed. Reaching out, he picked up another remote and pressed a few buttons, changing the song from a slow mellow beat to a sultry, sexy bump and grind.
He helped her from the bed to stand before him then turned her around, pressing his erection against her ass.
Lowering his mouth to her ear, he whispered the lyrics to the music. “Ohh na na, look what you done started…”
Lotus held her breath as he placed both hands on her hips and gyrated against her. “Ohh na na, why you gotta act so naughty…”
She followed the movements of his hands as he guided her in the sensual dance.
“I remember your Beyoncé dance at Trent’s party,” he breathed against her neck. “Shake that ass for me little Momma.”
Lotus continued the song while she backed it up and rode him. “I’m feeling lucky tonight…”
She smiled wickedly when she heard him finish against her neck, “You gon’ love me tonight.” His hands moved over her body igniting her to a level she’d never been before.
Lotus bent forward from his gentle nudge in that direction and Kent ran a hand down her spine, causing her to arch back even further.
Kent looked down at her orange-covered ass then grabbed the hem and revealed the chocolate underneath. Lovingly he caressed the rounded flesh as his mind conjured up all kinds of visions of what he wanted to do.
Stepping back, he quickly kicked off his expensive shoes. Lotus turned and watched him remove his shirt. Next was his dark slacks, leaving him in Emporio Armani underwear. He came to her and wrapped an arm around her waist, lifting her back onto the bed.
Kneeling before her, Kent loosened the straps of one shoe, then the other before placing them next to the bed. Looking up at her, his eyes held hers as he stood and helped her onto her feet. In one fell swoop, her dress was off and tossed to the side. Her bantu knot fell with the removal of her clothing, so Lotus reached up and let her hair free.
Before she finished, Kent’s hands were in her hair and his mouth was on hers. Lotus moved closer, bringing her naked flesh into contact with his and the electricity was shocking.
“Lotus…” Kent growled against her mouth.
“Yes,” she breathed, slipping her hands into the waistband of his underwear.
“I can’t stop now,” he told her.
Lowering his fitted boxers, she answered, “I don’t want you to.”
Kent picked her up and she linked her arms and legs around him, opening her mouth underneath his. Lotus reveled in the feel of his warm, supple skin underneath her hands as he gripped her ass cheeks in his big hands.
She framed his handsome face. “I want you to stir the shit out of this honey pot.”
Lotus felt herself bounce onto the bed as Kent reached into a nearby drawer. Slowly, she slid further onto the bed as he applied the necessary protection. He looked up at her as she continued to slowly move toward the headboard and grabbed her ankle.
“Where you going little Momma?”
She looked from his erection to his eyes. “The monster has come out to play,” he growled.
Kent climbed onto the bed and took a slow trip up her trembling body until he was looking down into her lovely face. He placed tiny kisses on her cheeks that caused her to close her eyes.
Lotus felt her heart racing at a rapid pace, from what was happening and what was about to happen. There was no doubt this is what she wanted, what she’d been waiting a long time for, but now that it was actually a reality, it was more than she’d imagined. He was more than what she’d imagined, from the way he looked to the way his body felt against hers. Although, she’d been the initial aggressor, this did mean something to her and she wanted to feel that it also meant something to him.
Kent looked down at Lotus with her eyes closed. He could feel how her racing heart matched his. He didn’t normally look into the faces of the woman he had sex with. Usually they were facing the mattress or the floor, or he was looking down at the tops of their heads. To be honest it didn’t really matter what they looked like or what emotions were crossing their faces, but it mattered now.
Kent gently stroked the side of her face and whispered to her, “Lotus, can I make love to you?”
Her dimples flashed as her eyes opened to meet his. “Yes, thank you for asking.”
“Thank you,” Kent said lowering his mouth to hers.
Lotus pulled him closer as he settled into the cradle of her thighs. Hearing him ask so sweetly to make love to her had been what she’d needed to calm her and now the way he was paying homage to her body was reheating her fire.
Lying against the covers, Lotus glanced at the ceiling as she appreciated how Kent knew his way around, over and inside a woman’s body. She grabbed the covers and held them tightly when he finally joined their flames.
Two sets of eyes widened in surprise, one dark and shy and the other green and confused. As they progressed, the looks changed to ones of ultimate, indescribable pleasure. Kent loosened her hands from holding the blankets to intertwine his fingers with hers. When he raised their joined hands over her head, she called his name.
“Call me baby…” He kissed her hotly. “I’ll always answer.”
Lotus tightened her legs around his as he entered and retreated, driving her to a frenzy. She felt herself going to a place that was unfamiliar. Their synchronized moans were loud in the room as the tempo increased.
Kent released one of her hands to slide it underneath her, allowing him better access to her pleasure spot. When he hit the right angle, Kent heard the pleasure pitch and knew what was coming next as her eyes rolled back.
“Lotus…” he grunted, dipping deeper into her body.
“I can’t breathe…” she said breathlessly, bringing her focus back to his face.
Kent kissed her passionately. “I can’t either.”
“Are we dying?” she asked as he continued to deeply stroke her.
“We might be…but I don’t care,” he said very slowly over the pleasure.
Lotus closed her eyes again and ran a hand down his damp back. “I’m burning up Kent…make it stop.”
Kent knew it was time to give her what they both needed, since he too felt as though a volcano had exploded within his body, heating him to a feverish pitch. A few delicious, deep strokes later and she was screaming his name in his ear. Stirring her honey pot a little while longer, he joined her on the other side.
Lotus opened her eyes as Kent moved to her side. He looked down over her before raising a hand to move her hair away from her face. She smiled at him and those dimples made him kiss her.
“Are you okay?” he asked rubbing her head.
“Am I supposed to feel like I’m dying?” she asked watching him.
“I’ve never felt that before tonight,” he answered honestly.
She looked confused. “Never?”
He shook his own head also confused. “I’ll be right back.” Kent kissed her quickly and left the bed.
Lotus placed an
arm over her face and felt her honey pot still tingling from being stirred so well. She hadn’t been prepared for their joining. She’d honestly felt as if she was taking her last breaths with that hot, hard instrument inside of her.
Kent said that he’d never felt that before. Was that a bad thing? Had he been disappointed in their lovemaking? He’d left the bed so quickly, she wondered if something was wrong. Breathing deeply, she tried to relax, but now she was afraid; afraid that she’d acted too soon because of wanting to feel the pleasure of the man who was supposed to be hers.
What had she done? Covering her face in her hands, she tried to hold back tears of frustration and fear. What if he didn’t want her now because of what happened tonight? What if she’d waited all these years for him to simply walk away because she wasn’t like the others?
She jumped when she felt warmth between her legs and Kent stilled her with a hand. “It’s a warm cloth if you’re sore,” he explained.
Lotus didn’t look at him as she held the cloth to her woman’s area. “Thank you.”
Kent felt the chill in the room and paused. “What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head quickly. “No. I uh, should probably go.” She moved to sit up and he prevented her from leaving the bed.
“Lotus, what the hell? What’s wrong?” he demanded again.
“Please take me home,” she asked trying to maintain her composure.
Kent looked at her. “I don’t care how long I have to keep you here. There’s no way in hell you’re leaving until you tell me what’s going on.”
Lotus lowered her face into her hands. “Please don’t make me do this.”
Kent touched her arm. “Do what baby? Tell me what I did wrong.”
“It’s not you! It’s me!”
Kent frowned. “What?” When her shoulders began to shake, he panicked. Gently, he gathered her into his arms.
“You’re scaring the hell out of me right now Lotus. Just talk to me, please.”
Lotus looked at him. “I’m not like everybody else. I’m always different.”
“I know that.”
“You said that it was different making love to me,” she explained sadly. “From the others.”
Kent looked at her and sighed. “Lotus, what the hell are you thinking? You just turned my whole world upside down to the point that I thought I was dying! No woman has ever done that to me and made my entire body burn like hell. That’s the difference!”