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“Temple, I really didn’t try to speak to your mind. This time I guess it happened because I was thinking about you, wanting you.”
She didn’t reply, but her eyes never left me.
“And I’m glad you’re here despite the fact that I’ve upset you again, and I hope you can forgive me for what I did when we were younger. I didn’t mean to—”
Shaking her head, she moved closer to where I stood next to the closed door. “I don’t even care anymore. I’ve missed you. I’ve spent all this time feeling empty, feeling like all I would ever do was fail at love, believing I was broken, when in reality, I was just missing the one thing that could make me complete—you.”
With my eyes glued to hers, I closed the space between us, resting a hand on her soft cheek and letting it drag down the side of her neck. “Temple…I love you. I have always loved you. I will never stop loving you.”
“I love you, too, and I want you. I’m not sure how this will work, but I realize nothing in my life will work at all without you. I need you, Sampson. I need you so badly.”
I fell to my knees before her, lowering my torso until my forehead met the top of her shoe. “I need you, too,” I uttered softly. “You are my oxygen, my water, my sustenance, my heartbeat.” I lifted my head and squeezed my arms around her waist, burying my face in her stomach and inhaling her scent. “Temple…” I groaned. “My love.” Lifting her shirt, I kissed the soft skin above her navel, eliciting a shudder from her. “I’ve missed you so much,” I said, as I licked my way down to the waist of her pants. “All I want to do is touch you, taste you, feel you, and please you over and over and over again.”
She reached down and cupped my face in her hands, lifting my gaze to meet hers. Her eyes were narrowed as she licked her lips, and said, “Then do it. Do all of it.”
“Are you sure?” I asked.
“I’m already yours. I’ve always been yours. This is your body, and it’s missed you. Take it.”
Shutting my eyes, I took a deep breath and tried not to go fucking wild on her. When I opened them, I stared at the waistband of her sweats and went to work relieving her of them while she snatched the shirt over her head. Then she removed her bra and stepped out of her panties, the scent of her pussy wafting into my nose and making me moan. Her pussy smelled so good, unlike any other I’d ever had the privilege of experiencing,
I lifted my eyes, letting them travel over the expanse of her curves and smooth espresso skin. “I’m going to give you the fucking world.”
She smiled down at me. “Me or my pussy?”
Smiling at the mass of bushy hair covering her mound, I said, “Both of you. Spread your legs for me, love.”
She did, allowing me to slide my fingers between her folds while I kissed the cushiony soft hair covering her treasure. I moved my head, snaking my tongue out to taste her as I slid a finger inside her, making her sway a little as she whimpered my name. I licked her and licked her and licked her, adding another finger as my tongue played with her clit, placing her thigh over my shoulder and sliding my fingers from her wetness to grip her ass. I pushed my face into her, my nose full of her aroma, her juices giving me the best facial in the world. Her moans and cries motivated me to keep going, to hold my breath for as long as I needed to in order to pull orgasm after orgasm from her. Shit, it wasn’t like it could kill me.
Her hand gripped the top of my head as she shuddered, her voice growing hoarse from her screams of pleasure, and then I stood, lifting her into my arms as she wrapped her toned legs around my waist. She leaned in and kissed me as I carried her to the bed, our tongues moving frantically, urgently, as they reunited, soon falling into a natural and familiar rhythm with one another.
I ended the kiss as I lay her on the bed and then stood at the end of it to take her in again, wondering how this could be real. How anyone could make me feel the way only she could make me feel—euphoric and fucking ravenous.
Temple
He was standing over me, his dark eyes scanning my body like I was both a wonder and deeply desired prey. He tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and blinked before reaching up to scratch his forehead. Then, as clear as day, I heard him say, “I want you so bad, I’m not sure I can control myself right now. I want to be gentle and take my time, but I don’t think I can,” even though his lips weren’t moving.
“I don’t want you to be gentle, Sampson Ibrahim. I want you to fuck the shit out of me,” I informed him. “I don’t break that easily.”
The robe he wore dropped almost instantly, revealing hard muscles on a mountainous frame in my favorite shade of dark chocolate and a dick I’d admittedly dreamed about more than once or twice over the years, long and thick, bouncing as he moved to climb into bed with me. His face hovered over mine, his eyes straining as he kissed me while rubbing his erection over my hyper-sensitive clit, making me shudder again as our tongues played a game of tag, you’re it. His mouth tasted like a combination of toothpaste and my pussy, and it was oddly pleasing to my palate.
While kissing me, his voice entered my mind again with a single-worded question: “Condom?
I shook my head, and muttered, “No,” into his mouth. I needed to feel him, really feel him. Damn the recklessness of it all. Damn the consequences. I wanted it raw, and I knew that was crazy.
But at that point, so was I.
After all, I’d intentionally driven across town to fuck a self-professed African god who could talk to lions and shit when I wasn’t even sure he’d still be in that suite.
His mouth left mine, and he nodded. Then he was slowly easing inside of me, stretching me. I threw my head back, pressing it into the mattress as “Ohmygodddddd!” shot up from my belly and exited through my mouth. His dick felt like a damn antibiotic, an analgesic, a fucking miracle cure.
As he slid out and back inside me, he kissed my cheek and found my ear, murmuring, “You feel so good, love. You feel so good…”
Then his mouth was on my breast, his teeth sinking into my nipple as his easy strokes grew harder, longer, and deeper until he was driving into me, his balls smacking violently against my ass as he lifted my legs onto his shoulders. It hurt, but at the same time, it felt better than anything I had ever felt in my life. My breathing was ragged as I grabbed at his arms, the aroma of our sex along with the sounds that filled the room—moans, grunts, my wetness welcoming his dick inside of me over and over again—all making me feel…high. So high that I felt myself floating, and then we were falling, falling, falling, eventually landing on soft grass, trees surrounding us, animals sauntering by us like we weren’t even there. The hot sun bathed our already heated flesh as he fucked me and fucked me and fucked me.
He lowered my legs and flipped me over, pushing on my upper back until my chest and face met the grass. Then he was inside me again, stretching my eager pussy again, making me melt all over his dick again, making me scream his name again,
His hands tightly gripped my ass as he pounded into me. My mouth hung open, tasting grass and dirt, my hands digging into the earth, pulling at the flowers that surrounded us. Red flowers, sweet-smelling red flowers.
