Chapter 6
“So, what are you wearing on this date, Leah?” Miriam’s face wasn’t visible in the screen of her phone. She could hear her youngest sister walking around her kitchen cooking dinner as they video chatted with each other.
“According to him, it’s super casual so jeans and a t-shirt should be appropriate.” Noah called on Monday and told her he’d found a mixology class and asked if she’d be interested in trying it after dinner. She readily agreed but asked if they could switch around the order of things, planning for a later dinner instead.
A pop in the background let her know that a bottle of wine had been opened. “So, is he a possible or a plaything?”
“I told you I’m off this summer, so he’s firmly in the plaything category.” Leah applied her perfume, finishing up by spritzing some of the fragrance behind each knee and at the base of her neck.
“I did a little digging and saw Noah’s pic on the dealership’s website. Baby that’s a lot of man you dealing with.”
“He will hopefully be a very nice distraction for me. Ri, do you think I should wear my curly ‘fro or a puff?” She waited for a few moments, listening for her sister’s response, but all she heard was the drone of whatever reality TV she had on in the background. “Ri-Ri!”
Her sister darted back in front of the phone, a glass of wine in one hand and a half-eaten cookie in the other. “Girl, will you give me a chance to swallow this food? And I’m trying to keep an eye on this cinnamon raisin granola in the oven.”
“What about my hair?” she repeated.
“Hold on. Let me put on my glasses. You know I’m blind as an owl without them.” Seconds later, Miriam’s face returned to the screen, wearing large, clear framed glasses. “Give him the curls, boo. You know White boys like us natural. Every time I see your ‘fro I consider growing mine back out, but this pixie is too good. I’m thinking about going blonde.”
Leah fluffed the curls a bit as she sat in front of her vanity, still dressed in her pink satin robe. “Thanks for the help, sis. I’ll call you later. Noah should be here any minute. I guess I should get dressed.”
“I got your location on, Leah. If things go left, you know me and Maris keep them thangs on us.”
“Good looking out, sissy. I’ll call you later. Save me some granola.”
“I’ll have some freshly made for you when we have our get together next week and I want the deets on you and Noah. All of them.”
Ending the chat, Leah turned on the tufted stool, staring at the clothing laying across the foot of her bed. When she’d scoured her closet earlier, the lightweight sky blue off the shoulder sweater practically jumped out at her. It reminded her of Noah’s eyes. Pairing them with dark rinse jeans and a pair of Chucks in nearly the same shade of blue and she would be ready for their casual night out.
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Noah pulled up into Leah’s driveway, parking his full-size truck next to her silver SUV and switched off the engine. The cute yellow bungalow trimmed in white with black shutters bracketing the windows was very much on brand with what he’d expected from the vivacious woman he was getting to know. Walking past the small rectangular flower bed, he climbed the three red brick steps and pressed the doorbell. “Just a minute,” he heard her voice from inside the house. As he waited, his eyes swept the large porch where he now stood. Two black rocking chairs sat next to each other, and two ceiling fans overhead had to be a comfort when enjoying the space on warm summer days. He turned his attention back to the door as he heard the locks turn and when the door was pulled open, he was sure the fans would have come in handy in cooling his lust. Leah stood in the open doorway wearing his suit jacket and the most beautiful crown full of dark brown curls. “Hi.”
Noah heard the greeting but only one part of his anatomy was working at the moment, and it was not his mouth. The open area of the garment allowed him to see the curve of full sienna breasts and while it fell to her knees, the single button style permitted her thick thighs to be on full display.
“You like my outfit, Texas?” She performed a little pirouette in her doorway. “I figured it would be perfect for the walk down that road we discussed Saturday night.”
As Noah stepped inside the threshold, she stepped back in concert, allowing him entrance, all the while never taking her eyes off him. His pushing the door closed seemed to be enough to loosen his vocal cords. “Foxy, I am absolutely ready to take that walk with you.”
“Follow me,” she said, letting her fingers skitter down his bare forearms until his digits intertwined with hers.
As she led him down the wide hallway, he took a moment to study his surroundings. The fern green walls were lined with photos, a mix of family portraits and home décor. His sneakered footsteps sounded softly on the dark wood floors as his eyes strayed back to her form. “Your home is beautiful,” he said. “How old is it?”
“It was originally built in the forties,” she said looking over her shoulder. “I had some remodeling done but the floors and most of the trim and molding is original to the house.”
She turned into an open doorway on the left side of the hall, bringing him along with her. The shiny hardwood floors flowed into the large well-lit room. In the center of the room under a hunter green tray ceiling was a large four poster bed. She turned to face him, starting to free the single button on the jacket. “Stop.” The word left his lips in a curt bark. “This is my jacket after all.”
“By all means.” Leah dropped her fingers away and Noah took over the task.
When the fabric parted and slid down her arms, a sharp intake of breath was followed by a groan. She wore nothing under the jacket but more of that delicious looking brown skin that teased him upon entry. “Goddamn, Foxy.” His fingers itched to touch her but couldn’t decide which part of her would feel his warmth first. Noah settled on cupping her face and pulling her in for a kiss. Pillowy soft lips parted under his, and his tongue invaded her mouth. Her sweet taste was addictive.
Noah ended the kiss, taking a step back but kept her in the circle of his arms. His eyes roved her body, surveying the landscape he was dead set on exploring. “I take it you like what you see?”
“Hell yeah.” He was sure his gaze scorched her as it skated over her skin. “You’re perfection.”
“Why thank you.” She gave him the smallest curtsy. “Now, let’s see if I can say the same about you.” They worked in tandem to get his shirt over his head and Leah let out a whistle. “Very nice,” she said as her hands explored his chest. Noah wasn’t vain, but he took pride in his body and tried his best to stay in shape, a holdover from his wrestling days. When her fingers took hold of the waistband of his pants, his mouth again claimed hers. His hands raked through her curls, tightening at the nape, tilting her head up to receive more of his oral caress.
The sweet scent of her skin tickled his nose. She smelled of sweet sticky fruit and hot tropical nights. Her hands yanked opened his leather belt then repeated the same action on the fly of his jeans. “Let’s get these off.”
Noah shoved his hand into the back pocket and tossed two foiled wrapped squares onto the bed then wasted no time toeing out of his shoes then shoving the heavy material down his legs and stepping out, leaving them a pool of denim on the floor. Her gaze devoured him up as her eyes moved down his frame then settled on the thick heavily veined length extending towards her. “Everything is bigger in Texas,” she said with a smile that morphed into a smirk when her fingers curled around his girth, eliciting a groan. His cock throbbed in her grasp and he watched her through barely parted lids as she lowered to her knees.
The first swipe of her pink tongue across the weeping head of his cock nearly made his knees buckle. The view of her full lips wrapped around his cock, the feeling of her soft curls brushing his thighs, the sounds kicked off by her ministrations. The combination created an overload on his senses that would end the party before it started. “None of that,” he said, pulling out, holding the shiny length away from her still questing mouth.
The pout that pulled at her lips as she rose was adorable. “I wasn’t done.”
Noah placed a placating peck on her downturned lips. “You will get your chance later, I promise. But now, the need to get a taste of you is blinding me to thoughts of anything else.” Grabbing two handfuls of ass, he lifted her off her feet, and her legs made themselves at home around his waist. The feeling of her wet core against his belly nearly caused him to stumble as he made his way to the large bed. He placed her onto the soft surface and his body covered hers. Her skin was satiny soft, and he didn’t fight his urge to taste and nip at her shoulder. Her sharp inhale followed by the soft exhale fueled his ardor. Trailing biting kisses up her neck and over her chin, Noah captured her full bottom lip between his teeth before his tongue again plunged in to taste her mouth. Her hips gyrated against him, the dance causing the head of his cock to tease her wet entrance.
Breaking the kiss, his lips burned a trail over her cheek. “Not until I get a taste of you, Foxy.” Biting kisses marked his descent, Noah using his lips, teeth and tongue to savor her as he moved towards his ultimate goal. He caught a blackberry colored nipple between his teeth, then placating the sting with a curl of his tongue around the turgid peak. After showing the same attention to the other breast, his mouth continued south, marking the landscape of her hips and belly with nibbles.
Upon reaching the apex of her thighs, Noah wasted no time diving in to taste her, his fingers separating her puffy nether lips to lick at her weeping slit. “Fuck, you taste like candy.” His arm circled her waist, the steel band holding her in place as he invaded her with two large fingers, his mouth latching on to the bundle of nerves.
“Oh!” she moaned, her hands snagging his hair as his questing digits stroking up into her sweet center worked in concert with his mouth sucking on her clit to push her body towards nirvana. He felt her canal flutter around his fingers and the tingle in his scalp caused by her grasping his tresses grew into a painful pleasure. “Fuck!”
Her pussy continued to clench around his fingers, and as her body shuddered, Noah rained soothing kisses on her mons, waiting for the waves of pleasure to subside. Removing the two digits from her core, the dew-covered fingers were quickly placed into his mouth and her sweet flavor flowed over his taste buds.
Grabbing one of the foil wrapped condoms, Leah watched as he tore the square open and slipped the protection on with practiced ease. He slid into her with a groan, the walls of her sheath clasping his cock. Her limbs surrounded him, holding his body close as he used measured thrusts to fuck her. Her coffee color eyes bore into his just before their lips met in a hot kiss, tongues tangling, sliding over each other. Noah pressed her hips to the mattress, holding her captive as he used long, deep strokes to batter her pussy. Nothing had ever felt so good as the combination of the walls of her pussy caressing his dick while his tongue mimicked the same actions.
He moved on to dot kisses along her jawline, tugging the lobe of her ear into his mouth and planting a nibble. Soft moans begging for more and the feeling of her hands at his nape and lower back hugging him close, the gentle scrape of her nails stinging his skin heated his blood.
“Coming.” The breathy word warmed his face and her body tightened like a bow beneath his. He felt the tremors wracking her frame as her pussy squeezed his cock.
He didn’t wait for the first orgasm to pass before he flipped her onto her belly and Leah quickly scrambled to her knees. Moans and groans comingled when he again filled her to the hilt. Noah fisted a handful of curls and turned her head to receive his kiss as he drove into her, swallowing her cries.
A hand looped her waist, his fingers finding the stiff nubbin between her legs, circling the stiff peak. “Oh, God!” she gasped as her fingers dug into the back of his thighs.
“Fuck!” Noah groaned against the soft skin of her nape, fighting for control as the slick walls of her pussy fluttered around his cock. The sweet flesh under his lips teased him as his thrusts became deeper, his tongue swirling over the area before following up with a nip.
“More.” No further prompting was needed. A large hand pressed between her shoulder blades, sending her chest down onto the mattress, placing her hips at the perfect angle to receive his deep strokes. “Yes, yes, yes!” He covered her body with his own, his fingers intertwining with hers as they gripped the burnt orange comforter. The erratic clenching of her sheath around his throbbing length called to his body, dragging curse laden groans from him as his body exploded, hot jets of his release filling the latex barrier.
Long seconds later she found her voice. “Texas?”
Noah pulled out of her still pulsing core, placing a kiss on her spine before rising from the mattress. “Yeah, Foxy?”
“I am absolutely going to need a shower before we leave. I feel like I’ve had a workout.”
Pulling off the condom, he tossed it into the small trash can next to the glass bedside table “Same. Lucky for me someone asked me to push dinner back to later in the evening.” As he walked back to the bed, he felt Leah unashamedly gobbling up his naked frame.
“Because I had plans to fuck you.” Leah rolled onto her back, laying spread like a snow angel, her sepia-colored skin glowing with a thin sheen of sweat. “I didn’t want to be rushing out to make a reservation when we could so easily go after the mixology class.”