Prince
“Keep talking that shit, Le. Let me hear you.” Her mouth fell open before she let out the loudest I’d heard her scream for me. The milk that coated my dick told me she was finally getting the release she’d been so badly chasing for weeks. This pussy had been waiting on me. I felt her need increase every day, and I had a mandate to act. I was done figuring out why I could hear her body call to me louder each day. Her curiosity was gone get her all types of fucked up. I got lost inside of her. her hips raised to meet me each time. She wasn’t shy in the least bit and that was good for me because I loved her experience. Most women couldn’t take my size. Even though I wouldn’t be able to go anywhere near as hard or fast as I wanted, I had no doubt that she would get there eventually. Her pussy had a death grip on me and I needed a distraction. I loosened the grips on her wrists, and once free, her touch against my body was electric.
“Cum for me, . Cum in me, baby,” she said sweetly.
“Oh, you calling for mercy?”
“Shit! No...no.”
I wasn’t even close but I knew what that meant. There were so many positions I hadn’t tried yet. So many things and ways I needed to see her body contort before I could even think of my own satisfaction. I flipped her over, and once I saw her beautiful ass up on her knees, that was all the invitation I needed. My lips met her beautiful clit first while my fingers found her center. Her folds were so messy, and when she tried to run, the one restraint that remained on her left foot kept her in place.
“Where you trying to take my pussy?” I laughed and slid my tongue between her ass cheeks.
“Oh my God!” She bucked back against me.
“You taste so fucking good.” I urged her forward with a slap on the ass. When I knew she was climbing again my dick was way too jealous not to catch all the rain she had for me.
“What the fuck?” Her body rocked so severely that I had to brace her on her sides so that she didn’t fall off the pinnacle. The way her body moved I was addicted already. My fucking woman. My pussy. I loved her natural response. Once her orgasm flowed through her she collapsed onto her stomach. I turned her back over and walked to my wall and pulled down a leather restraint. One of my favorites that could tie her hands together behind her back. The space between the hands was the perfect depth. I could place my hand there for leverage and pull her into me while she was receiving this dick. My dick jumped just thinking of the way her silk opening would caress my head.
I walked back to her and she was depleted, laying on her back with her eyes barely open. After looking at her I knew she couldn’t handle much more. I loosened the final strap on her right foot. That would have to wait for another day.
“, I can’t walk,” she whispered as I picked her up.
I took her to the bed; her body was limp in my arms, but as I took each step, the more her soft body snuggled into my chest. I could feel her lips curve into a smile, and fire flooded me. She felt my dick rise even higher against her ass and she looked at me apprehensively.
“You good, Le. No more tonight.”
“No, we can,” she whispered, her eyes fluttering between staying closed for extended periods of time before she opened them again.
“Did I please you? Are you satisfied?” I asked, even though the truth was evident.
“Yes, of course you did,” she answered quickly, sitting up slightly as I placed her on the bed.
“Then that’s all I’m concerned about. My body will always react to you because you are mine. We can work up to rounds.” I didn’t want to hurt her. I wanted her body to get used to me. To crave me. What I didn’t want was to overdo it in one night. I kissed her lips, and she kissed me back with so much passion I bricked even harder. Her hands wrapped around my dick, and she pulled me to her. I responded to her command by laying on top of her. She was so damn sexy. Her body was perfect, and her kisses were magnetic.
“You know you fucked up, right?” I asked seriously.
“You already told me that. I want to make sure you are taken care of, too.” She pushed my dick toward my opening, and with a mind of its own, my dick pushed forward.
“Fuck,” I whispered when I was hugged by her warmth. I eased myself in and out slowly, but as soon as I saw the wince on her face, I was done. I pulled out but she braced her hands against my back to keep me on top of her.
“No, it’s okay.”
“You are right, it is. You need to rest and she does, too.” I placed my hand on her pearl. “Does she need more attention?”
“Yes, no. Shit.” She moved her hips in circles.
“See you hardheaded. We are supposed to start here and then go to that room. We have plenty of full nights ahead of us. This my pussy, and this dick ain’t going nowhere. You hear me?”
She nodded vigorously while her hips sought me out, and I made myself slightly out of reach. I brought my hand down to slap her ass.
“Yesssss,” she hissed. Her nipples were begging for my mouth looking like beautiful Hershey kisses. Insatiably I took the right one in my mouth. I was trying to get out of there. What she really needed was aftercare, but apparently, her mind desired one more, even if her body wasn’t on the same wavelength. I would give it to her until we built her stamina to play how I liked. My fingers found her center, and once she gave up that beautiful chorus of screams and moans, I was able to back away and enter the master bathroom. We could shower together in the morning because her legs couldn’t take it tonight. I brought in a warm towel and cleaned her up. Her body was so pliable and she was between reality and dreamland. Once I was satisfied that I had taken care of her the best I could in her condition, I took a shower before I joined her. I pulled her into me and I drifted as well to one of the easiest sleeps I’d had in a while.
***
I woke up looking for her. As soon as the scent caught my nose, I knew exactly where to find her. I walked into my kitchen, and she was moving like a ninja. She had pots and pans going, and I couldn’t tell what was what. What I did know was that it had my stomach grumbling, but nothing could supersede the hunger I had to have her next to me.
“I’m so sorry. I wanted to have all this cleared out by the time you woke up. I’m so sorry.” She started moving even faster and I stepped in front of her. It didn’t take a genius to see all the anxieties that life had created within her. The more time we spent together the more I wished to break down every one of those misplaced emotions. I was wise enough to realize some things required shadow work, too, but damn if I didn’t want to be the one to help.
“Come here.” She fumbled with a few more dishes but came to me. “I support everything that you do, but we will have to find a better rhythm for this.”
“I’m sorry. I know things are everywhere. I’ll clean.” She tried to turn around, but I gripped her hands to stop her.
“We talking about two different things. I don’t give a fuck about this kitchen. We can clean that together. I want my woman next to me when I wake up. I want to feel your body next to mine in the morning.” Her eyes flipped up to me, and whatever response she was formulating in her head never made it to her lips. “Now let me help you clean this up. We have to be on site in two hours and you know it take you forever to get ready.”
“See you were almost being sweet.” She punched my arm playfully and tried to pull away again. I didn’t let go. I pulled her back and kissed the lips that screamed for me as soon as I laid eyes on them this morning.
“Damn,” she breathed out when we separated.
I walked around her as she stayed planted there for a few moments. She had been up cooking all types of shit. There were cake slices, some turnovers, and my favorite cheesecake bites.
“What you doing?” she sassed.
“Why you have all this here if I can’t eat it?”
“First of all, that’s not even breakfast; second, it’s for sale.” She snatched it from me. “You can have one of these, though.” She placed a turnover in my hand. I bit into it and was surprised by how savory it was. Shit, she was trying to get my last name with how good this shit tasted.
“How do you think that will hit? I was thinking about what they may want when they first come in. After that, all I basically have is sweets. I don’t know how far along you will get in the remodel, and just being honest, that fucking kitchen looks scary.”
“Don’t remind me about the shit. I’m focusing on that part, so maybe give me three days, and it will be accessible to do some cooking in there if you want. I’ll go in earlier for a quicker turnaround for the next few houses. It’s a temporary solution.”
“Why are you looking at me like that?” She smiled goofily.
“Because you really put your mind to this shit. Why now?”
“I guess you were right. I have to do something that I love. Something that comes easy, and I love to cook for people I care about. I was missing Satisa so bad I made her favorite.”
“Call her and let her know I’m gone eat them in her honor.”
“Stop it. I have to build my clientele, and I have a feeling that may be my best seller. That reminds me. We have to stop by the post office and send these off. Satisa will only eat these.” She pointed to the box on the table. I shook my head.
“How you gone send her some and I can’t have none. That’s crazy.”
“Maybe I just need to be convinced to make another batch,” she flirted, and instantly, I felt the heat.
“Fuck that cheesecake. I know exactly what I have a taste for.”
I lifted her to the only space on the counter, ripping her pants away. My tongue found the exact breakfast I needed. Nothing could compare to her every morning.
***
“This shit good as hell!” Cairo said, doubling back to his second piece of pound cake.
“You better calm the hell down roofing in this heat, eating all that sugar,” Rem complained from the other side of the room while we had lunch. Progress was slowly but surely coming. We’d only been at work for five hours, and the living room was already restored, and we worked on the stairs. By the end of the week we would be moving on to the next house. Every house would require two passes. The first pass was all about laying the best foundation we could, and the next pass was about restoring and uncovering the elegance. That would be all about me and my vision.
“Old school just mad as hell she cut you off after one piece. Mrs. Juanita don’t play. Auntie came up here with specific instructions.”
“Auntie busted in here like no sweets, no fried food, no salt,” Anthony, one of the guys Remy brought to the team, chimed in. Laughing, I walked away. I could shoot the shit with them later. I walked outside to find Lesha sitting in the car with the music blasting. She’d completely sold through her inventory, so I knew she’d want to go home and get comfortable for the rest of the day. I felt like a puppy because I wanted to be under her ass. Yeah, I had to work, but the few glimpses of her when I raised my head gave me the energy to go a little harder.
“You straight?” I asked, opening the door. She greeted me with a smile.
“Yes, I’m good. I didn’t think I would run out so fast.”
“They in there tearing that shit up. Especially Cairo.”
“Yeah, he doubled back a few times, and thankfully, I only had to curse his ass out twice.” She laughed, and I saw a small shift that alluded to discomfort.
“We need to talk.”
“Uh, okay.” She got out of the car and stood. She made sure there was ample space between us. She leaned back against the car, and the breeze blew the yellow sun dress up slightly, giving me a better view of the thighs I loved. “What do you want to talk about?”
“Last night.”
“Shouldn’t we get in the car then?” she asked looking around.
“We good here. They are all inside.”
“Okay.”
“How do you feel?”
“Good.” A sneaky grin slid across her face. I pulled her by the hips and made her stand in front of me.
“Don’t get me wrong, I know we can fuck, and I know full well how I can make my pussy feel. I hope you know I was serious about everything I said. The moment wasn’t affecting me, and I knew exactly what I was saying,” I connected with her.
She nodded her head.
“Speak to me, Le.” I felt her body vibrate.
“I get it.”
“Any questions for me?” I asked and I rested my back against the car beside her.
“So you are a Dom?”
“No, I don’t consider myself one. I love control and restraint. Something I practice in my regular life religiously, especially after my addiction. It does something to me to deny your orgasms, control your when.”
“Clearly.” She whipped her head around a few times to make sure no one had joined us.
“You shy?” I teased.
“Nah, just making sure your number one fan won’t pop up and I have to pop her ass.”
“She gone. I called Cairo's sister to replace her but fuck all that. Back to us. We can talk more as you think of things. It doesn’t have to be right now but I want to make sure we keep this part of our communication open always. Anything you feel, or anything you don’t like I want to hear it.”
“I get it. Don’t we need a safe word?”
“I pay attention. I can tell when you are hurting. We are still early, so we aren’t doing much. When you think of one tell me what it is. Cool?”
“Okay.”
“Good. Take my card and go to the dealership.”
“What?” Her eyes bugged out.
“You can hear. You need something, especially since you gone be selling shit. I don’t want you to feel like you have to stay here when my days get long. Plus I may have to beat one of these nigga’s ass for looking too hard.”
“, stop.” She smiled.
“I guess I can rent something, " she sang, grabbing the card from my hand. She tried to walk away, and my hold on her tightened.
“Naw buy whatever you want. You thought I was playing last night.”
She put her head down for a moment and I knew the resistance would come.
“ I don’t have a problem with you doing for me. In fact, I’m grateful, but know I have had men buy me expensive things before. I am trying not to bring that into what we have going on, but I am human. I won’t be controlled by a man just because he buys me things.”
“You worried about the wrong thing Le Monroe. The last thing I want to do is control you outside of that room. Delay your gratification, maybe, but never control. Your body is mine but your mind is yours.”
“You don’t own my body, .”
“You signed that contract last night, so that’s a done deal. Go and get your shit because that shit back home gone need to be sold anyway.” I pressed a kiss to her lips and walked away while I caught a glimpse of her looking at me like I’d lost it. I hated that damn car the moment I saw it and knowing who it was from made me detest it even more. Call that cocky, but my woman was not going to be driving around in some shit the last nigga bought her.
“Wait, ! If I drive your car how will you pick it up?”
“I’ll worry about the problems, Le. Just leave the keys in the car.”
I walked back inside hoping I could focus on getting some work done. I had to resist myself because currently, the only thing I wanted to do was crawl back inside my woman