Sunday, December 18, 2016

After Work (The Whole Story)

She walked in the house and flopped on the couch, her bottom making a soft thud against the material. She inhaled deeply, appreciating the familiar smells that filled her nostrils. Work had been a bitch - and to be home placed her in a grateful mood. She kicked off her pumps while pulling off her suit jacket, then loosened her braids that had been pulled into a tight bun at the nape of her neck. She wanted to do nothing but lay on the couch and relax. But suddenly. She craved chocolate.
She got up and made her way to the kitchen, and rummaged through the cabinets. She squealed at her success. An unopened bag of Reese’s mini cups wee sitting there, begging to be devoured. She peeled back the seal and leaned her hips against the counter, savoring the little pieces of heaven as she popped them in her mouth.
“Beauty?” His rumbling voice filled the air and almost made her drop her candy. She still wasn’t used to his presence - they had only moved in together about 2 months before - but hearing his pet names for her still made her body shake with absolute desire. He came into the kitchen, and upon seeing her, crossed the threshold with his arms open, his thick lips puckered into a kissy face. She giggled and kissed him playfully, while his arms wrapped around her waist and gripped her ass, pulling her closer to his body. He kissed her again - This time, deeper. Slower. Making her drop her bag of candy on the floor.
“These lips...,” he muttered before he kissed her again, “have been on my mind all damn day.” He kissed her harder, then pulled away and smiled. “You tongue taste like chocolate.” She laughed and motioned to the bag that was now on the floor. He raised an eyebrow and picked it up, then immediately placed one on his tongue. He sucked for a moment, then smiled at her. “Kiss me, beauty,” He hissed. She obliged his demand, and sucked his tongue while her nails dug into his chest. He moaned while his fingers made their way up her skirt, where he began to stroke and play with all her sensibilities and wetness. She began to fumble with his belt and his pants, her fingers moving quickly and elegantly as it brushed his skin. She made his pants fall to his ankles and instantly dropped to her knees. He raised his eyebrow as she slowly kissed his exposed skin. She grinned back at him and softly said “I’m craving chocolate.”

His eyes got wide as he watched her weave her magic spell, his hands gripping her braids and guiding her head in the perfect rhythm. Sounds of her slurps filled the quiet apartment, while profanity spilled off his lips. Her tongue licked and caressed him, making his hips buck slow but hard against her face.  He looked down at her to see a smile mixed with passion in her eyes.  That sight was more than he could take.  He pulled her away and in one motion, lifted her up and sat her on the counter.  He ripped her panties off, and hiked up her skirt, planting her firm ass on the cold marble top.  He stopped for a brief moment, and started deep into her brown eyes that were brimming with passion and love.

Before she could say his name, he was between her legs, lips plastered to her core.  He made deliberate tongue strokes against her while his finger maneuvered inside, causing rippling sensations through her body down to her toes.  She yelped and tried to run, but his arm appeared, wrapping himself around her hips and holding her in place.  She placed her hands on his head and held him in place while she left her traces, soaking his mustache and goatee until it dripped from his chin to the counter top.  He stood up straight and smiled at her.  She smiled back and beckoned him toward her.  He leaned forward while she licked her evidence off his lips, causing him to shake with fury. 

"Mine," was all he growled as he entered, slowly - his hands gripping her thighs, his lips planted firmly on her shoulder.  She lifted her legs higher and wrapped them around his waist, silently encouraging him to do his bidding.  He bit down, leaving his first mark of the night against her honey brown skin. She moaned his legal name softly, then louder as he grooved his hips to it's own rhythm.  "Look at me while I fuck you," he muttered as he lifted her chin and kissed her slowly.  The look of pure lust in his eyes drove her mad, and made her shake harder than she had before.  He pulled her closer and went deeper, causing a soft squeal to emit from her tongue.  She dug her fingers into her lover's chest and shoulder, leaving whelps across his dark skin.  He bit her bottom lip, making her smile in pure lust as she spread herself wider to allow him access to more of her center.  His stroke sped up as he fastened his lips to hers.  In an instant, she scream and shook violently, collapsing against his chest, her breathing shallow and reeking with satisfaction.

"Baby...," he moaned as he gathered her entire body close to his.  Her orgasm set off a chain reaction in his loins and before he knew it, he slammed into her one more time, spilling himself inside of her.  He got ready to pull out, and felt her limbs tighten.

"No." she whispered harshly. "Again."