Chapter 40 Ava
AVA
Four months later
“Come here,” Kevin whispered in my ear, waking me up from my slumber.
Opening my eyes, trying to focus on the alarm clock, it took a few seconds to adjust my eyes so that I could be able to read the time. It was two minutes after five in the morning, a whole hour before we needed to be up for work, and Kevin was trying to get some morning action.
We took our relationship to the next level two days after he took the home HIV testing kit.
The results came back negative, which I didn’t doubt, but he still went and got a blood test done at his doctor’s office for good measure.
Kevin said he didn’t want me to have any reservations once we became intimate.
The first time we made love, I was surprised by how in sync our bodies were.
It was like we were moving as one. All of the nervousness I was feeling went away as he did his best to make sure I was comfortable the entire time.
Occasionally he’d ask me if I was okay, and I appreciated that.
The deal was if at any moment I wanted to stop, all I had to do was say so.
I never wanted him to stop. We ended up making love that night on a level that left me feeling a way I had never felt before about Kevin.
I had fallen in love with him, yet still afraid to let my guard completely down.
I was too afraid to get hurt. A small part of me was still afraid to let go.
He was right when he said he was completely different than Justin.
There was a time when I didn’t think anyone could please me physically as much as Justin had.
But Kevin, he had Justin beat… on everything.
Whenever he’d touch me, it sent tingling sensations up and down my entire body.
As scared as I was to have sex, my body yearned for it with him. Once we couldn’t hold off any longer, we opened Pandora’s box and had been going at it ever since. It had been such a long time since I last had sex, and I had hit the jackpot because it was well worth the wait.
Since that day he’d been staying at my house, which happened to be almost every day of the week.
Every so often, he’d go home and spend a night or two away, but the majority of the time he was staying over at my place.
With us working at the same place, we spent a lot of time around each other on a regular.
Sometimes it could be a bit too much, but for the most part, I was extremely pleased with how things had been going between us.
I believe we both were. Whenever we felt we needed a break from each other, he’d go home for a couple of days but that never lasted longer than two full nights.
We couldn’t get enough of each other. I felt blessed that true happiness had finally found me.
We discovered that we both had very high sex drives, which was a plus.
It was shocking when I thought back to how far we’d come together.
One of the things that had become routine with us was morning sex.
It had truly become one of our favorites.
It was something about us pleasing each other than going to work together and playing like we were just friends that made it exciting for me.
Turning to face Kevin, we started kissing as he began to rub my clit with his finger.
When he went from kissing me to sucking and kissing on my breasts, my love box instantly got wet.
As he continued to rub on my clit, the wetter I became, and the more intense it was beginning to feel.
Just as I was about to burst, he stopped, then got into position between my legs.
Thinking he was going to slide his Johnson inside of me, I braced myself for entry.
Instead, he spread my lower lips with his fingers then took my protruding bud into his mouth.
I let out a loud moan, arching my back, as he continued to suck and slurp, moving his tongue in a circular motion over my swollen clit. Seeing the reaction my body was giving into his pleasure, he locked in a steady rhythm until I squirted all in and over his mouth.
I had to grab one of the pillows from the bed to bite on it to keep from hollering out.
The pleasure he was serving me was unparalleled to anything I had ever felt in my life.
It was amazing how in just a short period of time he had learned my body.
He knew exactly what to do to deliver the most satisfaction to me.
“Turn over,” he demanded.
Doing as I was told, I turned onto my stomach, then arched my back, getting into position.
It took me a while to get used to having sex in the doggie style position.
I was turned off from anything that had to do with doggie style because of my ex.
One night, I finally gave in to Kevin’s request, and it was one of the best decisions I had ever made.
Now, doggie style was one of our most intense sexual positions.
After I got into position, I started rocking my hips as he slid his thick shaft into my opening.
The sudden intrusion had us both moaning out in pleasure.
I loved the feeling of our bodies connecting at the start of our intimate workout sessions.
After a few long strokes, he wrapped his arm around my chest, slightly grabbing my neck.
Helping to guide my upper body in an upright position, instead of being head down ass up, I was kneeling in front of him, and he was standing at the foot of the bed on the floor behind me.
What made this position enjoyable with Kevin, was that he had a good 11 ⒈／⒉ inches with a mean curve to his shaft when he was fully erect. The way his shaft forced its way inside of me almost brought tears to my eyes because it felt so good. The feeling was euphoric… almost intoxicating.
Removing his hand from around my neck, he started playing with my nipple on one breast, while he fingered my clit with the other hand kissing and sucking on my neck.
I felt like I was floating on a cloud. I loved how he showed multiple parts of my body attention at the same time.
After a few minutes of long, hard stroking, I came again causing my love canal to become wetter and a lot more slippery.
He was behind me grinding into me from the back so hard that he kept sliding out, my juices dripping everywhere.
“Oh my God, you got some good pussy,” he mumbled so low that I almost didn’t hear him. “Get on your back,” he demanded before he pulled out. Once again, I did as I was told.
Leaning his body into mine, he grabbed my lower body by my hips, tossing my legs over his shoulders, bringing my lower body down to the edge of the bed then entered my core with one, long, hard stroke.
Once he was in balls deep, he went to work.
I loved it when we had sex in the missionary position. Kevin knew how to bring it.
Grabbing my shoulders, he had me locked in place as he continued to pound into me.
I could tell he was about to cum by the way he started to pump harder and faster.
I could always tell whenever Kevin was about to cum because right before he’d start pumping with everything in him delivering a pain that felt amazing at the same time with every thrust.
After almost thirty minutes, we both wound up cumming together. By the time we were done, we both were soaking wet from sweat, and sexually satisfied for the moment.
Sliding out of me, he grabbed my hand then we went into the master bathroom to take a shower together.
Once we were done, we got ready for work.
I left a little later than him because he started earlier than me.
He worked security, so he had to be there when the janitors’ switched shifts and to open the school for the students.
Twenty minutes after Kevin left, I left for the day.
As soon as I got into my car, my cellphone rang.
I knew it was Dawn because we always called each other every morning on our way to work.
“Hey, sis! How are you and my niece or nephew doing this beautiful morning?” I asked.
I was so excited when I found out that my sister was pregnant a couple of months ago, I could hardly contain myself.
I always thought from day one that Troy was good for her.
Even when they had that first hiccup with his baby mama drama at the beginning, I stuck up for him.
I had high hopes that they would work out despite all that she wasn’t ready for love talk she used to do.
When she told me they were having a baby, I thought I was being punked.
I just knew a camera crew was going to run out on me from that TV show, You’ve Been Punked or whatever it’s called.
I was throwing her a gender reveal, baby shower combo party next month after she turned eight months.
Her doctor knew what the gender was but didn’t tell her or Troy so that it could be a surprise.
Instead, she was supposed to call the party planner I hired a week before so that they could get the reveal stuff together for the party.
I wasn’t even supposed to know. It was an exciting time for all of us.
The guys all thought she was having a boy, but the ladies thought she was having a girl.
None of us were going to find out until the party, so we all were looking forward to it.
“We’re doing just fine. I’m so glad all that morning sickness finally stopped. That was not fun at all!”
“I’m glad, too. I felt so bad for you. It was funny ‘cause you called yourself not telling me but stayed puking to death.”
“I know.” Dawn laughed. “You figured it out, and I had no choice but to come clean and tell you. Troy and I talked about waiting until I was in my fourth month before saying anything, but you figured it out sooner.”
“It was so obvious.” I laughed. “I’m so happy for you guys.”
“Thanks. Now I just need to finish unpacking, so I won’t have to worry about doing it after I have the baby.”