Bless
BLESS
Raja was waiting outside my job when my lunch break started. This was something he often did since my time was so limited outside of work. We headed to a hibachi restaurant in the area. After eating and having a few drinks, I felt like taking a long nap instead of going back to work. So, once we left, I felt lazy, stuffed, and completely uninterested in returning to my cubicle. As Raja drove me back to the office, I leaned back in my seat, wishing the break didn't have to end.
Once we arrived back to my job, to my surprise, Raja didn't pull into the usual parking spots near the entrance. Instead, he steered the car to the very back of the parking lot where there were no cars and plenty of shrubbery, bushes, and trees.
I sat up, glancing around at the secluded area a bit puzzled. "Why are you parking back here?"
Raja turned to me with a mischievous grin. His eyes danced with deviousness, seductive intent. "You still have some time before you have to go back in," he said low and sultry. "And I want to taste you."
I blushed nervously as I looked around the parking lot. “ Rajaaa ,” I squealed.
But a shiver ran down my spine at his words. My heart raced, torn between the naughty excitement of his proposition and the reality of being in the parking lot of my job in broad daylight.
He leaned in closer until his lips brushed against mine. His breath was warm against my skin as he coaxed me, "Just a few minutes. I promise it'll be worth it."
I hesitated for a moment and then nodded, unable to resist. Though I had never had sex with him, he had convinced me to at least let him taste it a few times. He was superb at it.
He moved swiftly, leaning over to recline my seat. Then he positioned his face between my thighs. As he lifted my skirt, his hands slid up my thighs. I surrendered to the moment, relaxing. I opened my thick thighs wider for him, placing one foot on the dash and the other on the driver’s seat headrest.
The top of his head disappeared between my thighs. He started to French kiss my clit perfectly as if he were drinking fresh water. Teasingly, he made soft circles on my opening with the knuckle of his index finger. I grabbed the back of my knees, spreading myself open even further. My head fell back against the window. I pulled my eyes away from watching him feast on me to ensure that no one was back there with us.
A barrage of my moans filled his car’s interior along with uneven breaths. Deep moans accompanied mine as he growled into my pussy, making me even wetter.
He was sucking me so slowly and intently. I could feel the ridges of his tongue on my clit as he licked my hood.
I sat back, allowing him to feast for fifteen pleasurable minutes until I felt my body exploding. “Fuck, I’m cumming!”
A thick, deep moan left Raja’s throat, vibrating against my pussy. He locked his arm across my thighs, holding me in place as he locked my clit in his suction and lapped it.
“Oh God!” I cried out. My body tensed up as I released. Then I began to have mini spasms as he ate me through my orgasm. “Okay, okay, okay,” I panted, begging for mercy.
Chuckling deeply, he sat up. He looked in the rearview mirror. At first, his eyes narrowed as he admired the way my juices gleamed in his beard. Then he reached for a napkin in the cup holder and wiped his face.
Spent, I fought to catch my breath. I lowered my legs, positing them in front of me again. As I pulled down my skirt, he told me, “Get in the back seat.”
My brows met together. “Huh?”
His gaze was between my legs as they narrowed. He licked his lips, staring. “I want to feel you, baby.”
I sucked my teeth and then giggled as if he were being silly. “Raja, the first time that we have sex won’t be a quickie in your car during my lunch break.”
Inhaling slowly, he sat back. Frustration immediately replaced his lust.
My brows curled tighter as my head tilted. “Are you serious right now? Did you just eat my pussy because you thought I would let you fuck me in your car outside of my job like we’re some thirsty-ass teenagers? Giving me some head real quick was cute and all, but the first time we fuck will not be in your car outside of my job. Are you that thirsty?”
He looked at me with eyes that were full of sincerity. “For you, yeah.”
I swallowed hard, recognizing the need and admiration in his dark orbs.
Sighing, he said, “Look, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to come off as thirsty. I just really like you and on top of that, I’m very attracted to you. We get along. We have a good time together. And that pussy…” He glanced between my legs again and brought his eyes back up to mine. “I am very thirsty to see if that pussy feels as good as it tastes.”
My anger subsided. I swallowed hard, fighting the throbbing between my legs that his words had caused.
“And you will get to feel it eventually,” I told him. “I would just like to take my time.”
Raja nodded slowly. “Okay.”
“Are you sure? I know that there are plenty women that don’t have these restrictions. I’m just at a different place in my life right now. I want to be sure that there will be some longevity between us before I sleep with—”
“I get it,” he ensured softly while placing a comforting hand on my thigh.
I nodded slowly as he switched gears. “Good.”
As he pulled off, heading towards the building, I felt a knot of guilt in my stomach. Most of what I’d said had been true. I was tired of wasting mileage on niggas that turned out to be wastes of time. But, if I were honest with myself, anybody that I’d slept with since Legacy had been a waste of time because they weren’t him . I feared it was the same for Raja. He would never make the cut because he simply wasn’t the right man for the job.