11
T h e e l e v a t o r w a s moving slow as hell, but I wasn’t tripping. I wasn’t in a rush no more. I’d waited damn near a month for this—for her. Three weeks and some change since I touched Autumn. Almost a month since she laid on my chest and softened a nigga up. Once in front of her door, I adjusted the flowers in my hand and knocked once. After a few moments, the door cracked open, and there she was.
Autumn stood there in this soft-ass lounge set looking sexy as fuck. Skin smooth, hair up, and that scent? Vanilla and something sweet that had me tight in the chest. She smelled like the kind of peace a nigga didn’t know he needed until it was gone. Her eyes came up to mine, lips parted, but she didn’t say shit.
I stepped in anyway. I wasn’t waiting for no invite. I gripped her waist with one hand and pulled her into me. “Come here.”
Her breath caught like I hit a nerve. She pressed a hand against my chest, like she needed to steady herself, then she gave in and melted against me. “Hey,” she whispered, her breath warm against my neck.
“I fuckin’ missed you, baby.” I didn’t mean for it to come out so raw, but fuck it. Her arms came up around my shoulders, slow at first, then firm like her body knew what her mouth hadn’t said yet. We kissed like we’d been hungry for it before I pulled back, just enough to look at her. “I brought you these, gorgeous.” I held the flowers out.
She took them slowly, eyes dropping to the bouquet like it was easier to focus on than me. “They’re beautiful. Thank you.”
I gave her a slight nod and stepped fully inside. She closed the door behind me, locking it without saying a word. Autumn’s apartment was cute. Girly but grown woman vibes at the same time. Christmas tree up with the ornaments all neat and shit like she took her time. Cinnamon and pine in the air.
“Smells good in here.”
She cleared her throat. “It’s just the candle.”
“Mmm.” My eyes stayed on her as I leaned up against the island in the kitchen. “You look good.”
Her mouth twitched, as if she wanted to smile but didn’t. “You too.”
“I mean it.”
She nodded once. Still, there was no smile or warmth behind her shit like before. “You… could’ve warned me you were coming.”
I stepped close enough that I could feel the heat from her skin. “I did warn you,” I murmured, looking down at her. “Forty-five minutes ago.”
She rolled her eyes. “You know what I mean.”
“Autumn,” I said quietly, “I didn’t fly out this way to stand in your kitchen, especially when you ain’t even offer me a drink.”
She chuckled at that, moving closer to the decorative bar cart in the living room. My eyes followed that ass in them shorts, dick bricking up. “Tequila?” she asked, holding up a bottle.
“You know that, gorgeous.” I was about to take a step when she stopped me.
“Before you come any further, please take off those boots. You will not mess up my nice carpet.”
Laughing, I shook my head as I kicked them off and put them by the front door next to her Ugg slippers. Then, I walked over toward the living room and plopped down on the couch, pulling off my coat. “Your place is girly as shit, but I fuck wit’ it.”
“Shut up,” she said softly, handing me a drink as she went to put the flowers in water. When she came back in the living room with a glass of whatever she was drinking, she sat next to me with her feet curled up under her. She took a sip and asked, “Soooo… what’s up?”
Licking my lips, I looked at her, wondering why she was playing with me. Then, I downed my drink and reached for her glass before placing them both on the coffee table. I lifted her and put her on my lap. “Why you playin’ wit’ me?” I asked against her lips. “Hmm? What’s up wit’ you?”
Her lips parted like she had some shit to say, but I wasn’t trying to hear it. I kissed her, slipping my tongue past all that bullshit. Autumn’s hands gripped my hoodie like she needed something to hold onto. She moaned into my mouth, and that sound had my dick rock hard instantly.
“God, I missed you,” she breathed against my lips, voice shaking.
I paused for a second, breathing heavy. “Yeah? Then why you been duckin’ me?”
“I don’t… I just… things have been a lot. I needed time.”
“So you couldn’t say that shit to me? You don’t gotta lie or go ghost.” Her jaw tightened. She was quiet again. And that silence made my blood warm up in a different way. “I don’t like bein’ lied to, Autumn. We’re too grown for all that.”
“I know. I’m sorry.”
“You still want me or nah?”
“Please. You know it’s not that.”
“Then what the fuck is it? I got feelings and a dick that misses you.”
Her body leaned into mine again, but this time it was her pulling me in. She kissed me, hands cupping my face. “Then, shut up and fuck me, Quamaine.”
As much as I wanted to finish the conversation, my dick had other plans. I peeled off her cropped hoodie and ran my tongue across my bottom lip at the sight of her, nipples already hard, chest rising with anticipation.
“Fuck, Autumn…” I shook my head, dipping my head to suck her nipple into my mouth. I groaned low as she whimpered, hands gripping my shoulders, nails pressing into the fabric of my hoodie.
“I need you,” she whispered. “Right now.”
“You got me, baby.”
Autumn stood, tugging her shorts down as I unbuckled my jeans. That pretty pussy on full display. Dick standing at full attention, ready to slide up in her. Reaching for her, I laid her on the couch and paused just to take it all in as she opened her legs.
Pussy was glistening already. Skin soft as shit, breath catching every time my eyes moved lower. “Miss pretty pussy,” I murmured, leaning down, kissing her thighs, her hips, and her stomach.
“Woods, please…” she whispered, voice laced with need.
“You know damn well I’m takin’ my time wit’ this pussy. You know how long I been waitin’ to taste you again?”
Then I did just that. Her body jerked under me the second my tongue slid between her folds. Her hands flew to my head, trying to guide me, but I wasn’t rushing a damn thing. I licked her slowly, teasing her clit before sucking on that muthafucka.
“Oh, shhiiittt…” she gasped, back arching.
“Missed this pussy.”
Her moans filled the living room like music to a nigga’s ears. She damn near cried when she came, whole body shaking against my mouth. I stayed there, kissing her through it, slurping up her juices and letting her ride it out on my tongue. Then I pulled back, licking my lips.
“Come sit on my dick, gorgeous.”
She climbed back into my lap, pussy dripping, and slid down slowly. Inch by inch. Both of us was breathing heavy as shit. “Fuck,” she whimpered. “Woods…”
“Mhm,” I gritted, jaw tight as I gripped her waist, helping her adjust. “Ride this dick.”
She rode me slowly at first, arms around my neck, lips barely brushing mine as she moved. “I didn’t mean to go ghost,” she whispered, voice cracking. “I just didn’t know what to say.”
“Say you really gon’ be mine.” I grabbed her ass, thrusting up into her harder, making her cry out.
“Fuuuckkk…”
“Say you need me.”
“I need you…” Autumn moaned, pressing her forehead against mine. “I need you so bad.” The way she said that shit hit me in the chest, and I fucking lost it.
My hand came around her throat just enough to make her eyes lock with mine. She bounced in my lap, and I fucked her with deep strokes that made her whimper my name, her body rock, and her nails drag down my chest as her head fell back.
“Yeah,” I growled. “So fuckin’ good. I love this shit.” Holding her waist, I lifted her and pounded her pussy, feeling that shit gushing.“Fuck…”
“I… fuck… it’s... so deep…”
I kissed her neck, sucked her skin, and rocked deeper in her pussy. “It’s all yours, baby. If you want it.”
Her pussy clenched around my dick, moaning, losing it in my lap as her nut hit hard. She trembled in my arms, wrapping her arms around my neck, holding onto me. “Oh, God… what the…” She gasped when I flipped her over onto the couch, her legs still wrapped around my waist. I watched her eyes flutter open as I stroked her slowly, deep, talking her through every inch of this dick. Her pussy was wet as fuck. The shit was crazy.
“I fuckin’ missed the way you sound, baby.”
“Woods…”
“Why you been playin’ wit’ me? Huh?”
“I’m… sor… sorryyyy…. ooooh, fuuuccckkkk.”
“Mhm,” I bit down on my bottom lip, reaching down to play with her clit. “I missed this pussy grippin’ me like it don’t wanna let go.”
She moaned louder. “God… fuck meee. Don’t stop!”
“Not stoppin’ ‘til I feel you cum on this dick again. You deserve it.”
She cried out my name, clutched my arms, and nutted again. I held her hips still and fucked her through it, riding the wave with her, giving her everything I had. When I nutted, I grunted low and deep against her neck.
We stayed like that for a minute. Shit felt different, though, even after the bomb ass sex. Even with her heart beating all crazy… something was off. I felt that shit.