Chapter 12 #2
"Have a seat at the table. I've got everything laid out for you."
"It smells good in here. Are you sure you cooked all this?" he teased.
"Ha, hilarious. Yes, I cooked everything. I don't make a hobby out of cooking, but when I do, I throw down."
"Hmm, I'll be the judge of that."
We sat down at the table and plated our food.
We bowed our heads, blessed the food, and ate.
I kept my eyes trained on Tremaine to get his expression whenever he took a bite of the food.
He continued to eat, not looking up at me or making any sort of sign that the food was good.
My stomach fell to the bottom of my toes.
Here I was trying to do this kind gesture, and he hated my food.
"I'm sorry if you've had better. You don't have to force yourself to eat it if it's nasty," I muttered.
He placed his fork down and wiped his mouth.
"Mila, it's good. I wasn't saying anything because I was concerned about finishing what's on my plate so I can get more."
I shook my head. "You don't have to lie, Trey. I can take criticism. Shit, I've been dealing with that for a decade now."
He stared at me. "Come here, Mila."
"Huh?"
"Get up and come here."
I slowly stood up from the table and walked to him. He grabbed me by the hand and rubbed the top with his thumb.
"That nigga is a coward. Unlike him, when I tell you something, I mean it. I ain't tell you shit to make myself feel good. I'm telling you that because I mean that shit. I'm a man who means what he says."
Trey tugged my arm and pulled me onto his lap.
"Now, like I said, the food is good and I'm going for seconds. Got it?" he asked, closer to my lips. It felt as if he sucked the air out of me.
All I could do was nod.
"Good."
Before I could blink, Tremaine placed his lips on mine, kissing me slowly.
He didn't wait for me to catch up before he inserted his tongue in my mouth.
He massaged my lips with his, taking his time with me.
My mind was clouded, but I didn't care. I didn't realize how much my body missed this type of touch.
I longed for this feeling and craved the touch of a man who meant business.
It was now time for me to live in the moment and enjoy myself.
I swung my leg over and straddled Tremaine, never breaking the kiss.
I held onto his face as I kissed him just as hard.
We both moaned as we continued to kiss each other with intention.
Tremaine removed his lips from mine and placed kisses along my neck.
He sucked and bit softly along my neck and shoulder.
"Fuck, Trey," I moaned. "Should we be doing this?"
He lifted the shirt over my head, tossing it to the floor, and undid my bra in one swift motion. He rubbed my nipple with his thumb before he answered my question.
"I think we should."
In another swift motion, he placed my breast in his mouth and sucked on my nipple.
His tongue swiveled and twirled along my nipple.
I rotated my hips on his, brushing up against his manhood.
I wasn't thinking with my mind, but with my honeypot.
She had the lead in this, and I was following.
Tremaine pulled away from my nipple and tapped my butt.
My emotions were all over the place, and I couldn't even form a sentence to tell him whether to keep going or stop.
"Get up," he instructed in a husky, low voice.
Unsure of what was about to happen next, I followed his lead. He stood to his feet and tried his best to adjust himself, but the job was clear. He was just as hard as I was wet. I tried to cover my breasts with my hand, but Tremaine removed it.
"Nah, let me see all that." He kissed my lips. "By the time I make it to your bedroom, I expect you to be fully naked and ready for me. Can you do that for me, baby?"
I nodded, then quickly ran off to the bedroom, stripping the rest of my clothes off before I made it into the room. I could hear Tremaine laughing behind me. By the time he joined me in the bedroom, I was lying across the bed naked. He let out a whistle and licked his lips.
"Damn, I've been imagining the day I saw you like this. I'm not fixin' to lie to you. Seeing you in person exceeds my expectations. You're beautiful, Mila."
I blushed. "Thank you, Trey."
He moved closer, gripping me by my ankles and pulling me to the edge of the bed.
"I just have to taste you."
Tremaine started with soft pecks that then turned into licks and sucks as he devoured my honey pot. My back arched off the bed as I held onto his head, praying that he didn't move until I came from the way he was doing my body. I moaned his name, not giving a damn who heard me.
"Don't stop, Trey. I'm almost there!"
Tremaine took directions well, as he not only didn't stop, but continued to lap harder until my body shook under him. My chest heaved up and down and sweat formed on the top of my forehead. I could see stars floating all around me as he placed kisses along my thigh all the way to my lips.
"So beautiful," he whispered again before attaching his lips to mine.
We kissed for a few more seconds before Tremaine lifted off me.
He reached into his pocket, opened his wallet, and removed a gold wrapper.
I stared at him through hooded eyes. His removing his pants and rolling the condom over his thick dick caused my mouth to water.
I was high from the sight in front of me.
"You okay with this?"
Without using words, I curled my finger, inviting him over to me. Tremaine took his time positioning himself on top of me and lining himself up at my entrance.
He kissed me. "I'll take my time. I want to cherish this."
"Me too."
Trey slid his dick inside me, causing me to arch my back off the bed. Everything felt as if I were floating in the air. He stroked slowly while kissing all over my face and body. I moaned loudly, enjoying the pleasure he was giving my body.
"You good?" he asked in my ear.
"Don't stop, baby. Please don't stop!" I begged.
Trey went deeper but maintained his pace. He worked me with confidence. Not once did he become selfish in pleasing my body. It was as if he were making love to me. I wasn't sure how much time had passed before I felt myself on the verge of cumming again.
"Let that shit out, Mila. Let daddy hear you."
On command, I erupted. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I received the best orgasm of my life. In my many years of life, I had never experienced anything like that. Tremaine rolled off me and laid on his back, catching his breath just as I was. I looked over at him.
"Did you get yours?" I asked.
He shook his head. "Nah, but again, this wasn't about me. It was about you, and I'm cool with that."
I sucked my teeth and sat up.
"What?" he asked, confused.
I didn't answer him. Instead, I climbed on top of him, noticing his dick was still at attention. I slid down on top, gasping as I took every inch of him. He bit his lip, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
"Now let me make it about you, for once."
I rolled my hips slowly, making sure I was comfortable. Once I found my rhythm, my confidence picked up, and I rode Tremaine with everything in me.
"Damn, Mila, you're about to make me cum quick."
I kissed his lips and smirked. "That's the goal."