BLYTHE
Chapter Sixteen
We made it back to his place in what felt like no time.
He drove with one hand placed on the steering wheel, speeding down the highway.
His other hand nestled gently on my exposed thigh.
It wasn’t aggressive or over sexual. It was comforting and relaxing.
It was everything I needed to calm my nerves.
I reclined my seat and allowed the breeze from the window and the city speeding by to help me zone out.
Pharaoh was a complete gentleman, helping me from the car and held my hand as we made it to the door.
Every touch was gentle and caring. Nothing like I had ever experienced before.
So, when we walked into his house, I took control.
His caring demeanor gave me the confidence I needed.
Shoving him against the wall I removed his buttons and stripped him free of his collared shirt. Our gaze never wavering.
He reached behind me and slowly unzipped my dress. In seconds it fell to the floor in a pool at my feet. All that remained was the deep green bra and pantie set I had underneath. He scanned me from head to toe allowing his eyes to linger on my full mounds.
“Damn baby.”
“Pharaoh, I…” I couldn’t get my words out before his lips were on mine.
He silenced my words with his full soft lips and gentle tongue.
I melted into it, like milk chocolate in his warm hands.
I needed to tell him; he needed to know everything before we take it too far.
But I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t ruin the moment or this feeling I was having.
Pulling me with him he made it to his couch falling back on it.
I stood between his legs, and he pulled me close, burying his nose between my thighs.
The deep inhale and guttural growl that followed let me know he was pleased with my scent.
His hands moved up my body until it reached my bra.
Expertly unclasping it with one hand, it slid down my arms and body leaving my full breast exposed.
“Fuck, B. I want you so damn bad.” Cupping both breast he pulled me to him and licked and kissed my nipples gently.
“Shit, Pharaoh. Oh my God.” I moaned, palming his head to keep him in place.
My panties came next; they slid down my ample ass and full thighs. He helped me raise each leg pulling my panties off, being careful to keep my stilettos in place. He took a long inhale of them before sticking them in the pocket of his pants. I raised a brow and he smirked at my expression.
“Mine now baby girl. Put your leg up here.” He patted his left shoulder assisting me.
He ran his nose and lips between my folds coating his face in my juices.
“Damn baby, you smell so fuckin’ good.” A gasp escaped my lips when his warm tongue ran from my center to my clit.
It was so thick and hot it left me breathless.
Flicking his tongue quickly my body quaked under him.
I palmed his head keeping myself up right.
Over and over, he repeated his actions. Every so often he would pause to kiss our suck me gently into his mouth. I was soaking wet and his moans did nothing to stop my orgasm from building.
“Shit, Pharaoh. I’m almost there. Right there, right there. Baby please.” I begged. I wanted this, hell I needed this release.
“Please what Angel?” He spoke his lips vibrating between my folds. “You want to release love?” He looked up, locking me in his hypnotic gaze. His pretty brown eyes looked me over lovingly while still transitioning from licks to sucks expertly.
“Yes, please.”
“Mmmm.” He moaned before slapping my ass with one hand and palming my breast with the other.
He ran the pad of his thumb across my nipple.
His hands all over my body and that damn tongue was pushing me over the edge.
I felt it in my stomach first before I contracted my pussy muscles and exploded on his tongue without a regret.
He lapped at every drop making my body shake violently on one leg.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I tried to push him away, but he kept going.
Moaning between licks and slurps. Moving his hand, he went to insert his finger inside of me and my body froze.
“Wait, I’m a virgin!” I yelled. His body stilled and I regretted my words instantly.
I knew I for sure killed the moment, but I couldn’t let him touch inside of me and not know.
Slowly he let my leg down and leaned back against the couch.
I stood there spent, naked, and feeling completely vulnerable.
“What?” He asked barely looking my way. He ran his hand down his beard removing my juices that had it glistening like he dunked himself in water.
“I’m, I’m sorry. I should have said something before we got this far.” I stammered.
“You’re a virgin B.”
“Yea, well kind of. I’ve never had sex, willingly.” He frowned and I knew I had to explain but I wasn’t ready to tell him about my past just yet. “I’ma go.” I reached down collecting my clothes.
“Wait hold up. You gotta give me a minute love. Damn.” He looked stressed and for the first time I felt like shit. “What does not willingly mean?”
“Umm, I, he.” I couldn’t form words. I couldn’t say what happened to me. I wasn’t ready to relive my nightmares.
“Hey, hey, hey. It’s good. Come here.” He pulled me toward him and I straddled his lap.
He palmed my face forcing our eyes to meet.
“Tell me about it when you ready baby.” He pecked my lips and I leaned in for another one.
“We can stop here. I don’t want you to feel pressured.
” He spoke between sweet pecks. He no longer looked at me like his next desired meal but as if I was vulnerable and a delicate flower.
“No, I want to. For the first time ever. I feel comfortable. I don’t know what it is about you but I’m ready.” What the hell, was I ready? For so long I’ve had up my guard and kept everyone at a distance. Pharaoh made me feel different. We hardly knew each other, but I felt safe with him.
“I’ve never been with a virgin B. I said I never would.” I could see his reluctance. His eyes wandered with confusion. He wanted me as bad as I wanted him, but this was new territory for us both.
“I understand but there is a first time for everything.” He still looked unsure, but I didn’t want this moment to end. For years I allowed the demons of my past to control my mood and behavior. This was the first time I felt comfortable and free.
Taking control, I grasped his face and kissed him deep.
He was apprehensive at first but the more I pulled him in the more relaxed he became.
His toned arms wrapped around my body holding me tight.
My audible exhale escaped my lips causing him to smirk.
Lifting from the couch my legs wrapped around his waist, and he trailed the path to his bedroom.
Our bodies bumping the walls along the way.
Not even the slight pain from the impact stopped our tongue war.
I couldn’t let go; I needed him buried under my skin.
He felt so good, so right. I wanted our souls tied.
Making it to his bed he laid me down gently and removed the rest of his clothes along with my heels.
When his briefs hit the floor and his third leg sprung to life my eyes widened.
Yes, I seen it before, but I feel like the shit was growing before my eyes.
Did he plan to put all of that inside of me.
Fuck I should have thought this through.
Swallowing hard I tried to shake away my negative thoughts.
I already gave him the green like. Don’t bitch up now.
“Give me a safe word B.”
“A safe word?” I frowned completely lost on what he meant.
“Yea a word that tells me you had enough or can’t take it.”
“Oh.” Chuckling I thought about the men in my venin room. I obey, wasn’t a word of safety but that of submission. They weren’t safe in my space unless I deemed them worthy of being.
“What’s funny?”
“Nothing. Umm how about mercy?” I smirked waiting for him to recognize the reference. He paused, frowning momentarily before he smiled. I felt like the word was fitting. He said I would, but I know I wouldn’t ever beg for mercy. If I was saying the word, then I meant it.
He kissed my lips again, this time drawing my bottom one in to his.
Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist drawing in closer to me.
Grinding my pelvis in to his. There was no barrier between us and our warm skin touching felt like smooth velvet to me.
For the first time in my life, I was craving to be touched.
Somehow Pharaoh was in my mind because his hands roamed my body from my neck to my breast, down my thighs and all the way back up.
I was completely on fire. Every spot left tingling and missing him.
I was so wrapped up in all the sensations that I didn’t even notice he had opened a condom until he pulled away slightly to make sure it was securely on.
“Your safe word, angel.” Smiling. I exhaled getting lost in his eyes.
“Mercy.”
“Good girl. Use it baby, this is gonna hurt. But if it’s too much.”
“Pharaoh, I’m a big girl. I can handle it.” I reassured him, pulling him into me by his toned lower half. Never breaking our gaze, he licked my lips and kissed the tip of my nose. All while spreading my legs apart and aligning with my opening. The pressure was felt first and my body stilled.
“You have to relax love. I got you.” He pushed in further and I bit down on his shoulder to stifle my cries.
I could feel the stretch and the unbearable pressure but his soft kisses, licks, and hands touching my body distracted my mind.
This wasn’t nothing like I imagined but I know I would feel it in the morning.
A few more thrust and I felt him hit rock bottom. I dug my long nails into his back, and he hissed out in pain.