Chapter 13 #2
“I’ll take the seafood egg rolls and the soul food egg rolls, the teriyaki glazed salmon with crab fried rice, lobster mac and cheese, and greens.” I smiled, satisfied with my order.
“Damn, you hungry,” Legacy blurted, and I hit him on the arm. “Let me get the porterhouse medium well, mac and cheese, and yams,” he told her. The egg rolls were an appetizer, so we would share those. The vibe in here was everything. The lighting was dim and they had jazz playing in the background.
“This nice,” I said to Legacy.
“Yeah, Lola is a good friend of my mom’s. The food is really good here,” he replied. We sat at a private table in the back, and we had a little more privacy.
His eyes stayed on me longer than necessary, and for some reason, being looked at by him still made me nervous.
“You look fine as hell, I just need you to know that,” he said, gazing at me.
“Thank you.” I smiled. The waiter came back with our drinks, and I wasted no time because I needed something to take the edge off. About thirty minutes later, our food arrived and we dug in. These damn egg rolls was so good, I made a mental note to get a to-go order.
“Mmmm. This is so good. Everything I’ve touched is good,” I said while stuffing another fork-full of food into my mouth.
“I told you this was the best.” The rest of dinner was perfect after that. We laughed, shared food, talked, and for once, I wasn’t thinking about work, my health, or anything stressing me out. I was just in a happy space.
By the time we made it back to the house, both of us were full and relaxed. I went upstairs and changed into something more comfortable, a pair of shorts, and a tank top.
When I came downstairs, he was already in the basement where his real bar was at and entertainment room was.
“You comfortable?” he asked, looking me over.
“Yes.” I nodded. He pulled me between his legs and leaned in to place a kiss on my lips, and from that moment on his tongue was wrapped around mine.
His hand gripped my ass and that was it, I was leaking.
It was like he lit a fire in me, and I didn’t want him to stop.
It’s been a long ass time since any man has touched me.
He broke the kiss and gently grabbed my hand.
“Come with me,” he said and led the way.
We walked into this room and there was this large canvas on the floor.
He grabbed different colors of paint and started pouring them onto the canvas and my heart was beating so fucking hard because I knew what he was doing, and what was about to happen.
He remembered me mentioning that movie Mea Culpa and how I said I wanted to do something like that.
I damn sure did and added it to my bucket list.
Once he was done pouring, he walked over to me and started removing my clothes, and I let him because I wanted him so bad.
The minute he removed his clothes, I almost fainted because his dick was huge.
I was a little scared, because for one, I haven’t had sex in a minute; and second, where the hell was he putting that? !
Hush Forever because you were hoping and dreaming of this man and this day. I’ll ‘Give All My Love to You’ by Keith Sweat was playing.
“I love this song. It’s old but a classic, and it’s perfect for what I’m about to do to you,” he whispered in my ear and my damn body trembled.
He pulled me onto the canvas and started kissing me so damn good my pussy was pulsating.
I was hungry for this man, and all I wanted was to feel him inside of me.
It was the way he handled me that had me on fire, he spread my arms out in the paint and kissed every part of my body.
It was as if something clicked in him, and he was creating a masterpiece.
The way he licked and sucked on my nipples had me arching my back and moaning his name.
Sliding his fingers across my clit had me losing my mind.
I’ve been dreaming and longing for his touch, and now it was finally here.
I never thought this would happen. He worked my pussy over so good I was squirming and moving around like I had lost my mind.
He slid his dick up and down my wet slit, and because it had been a while, it was hard for him to ease right in.
But it didn’t take long, and when he got inside of me, I swear I stopped breathing and tears flowed down my face.
“I got you, baby.” He kissed the tears away as he moved in and out of me. His strokes were deep, yet gentle all at the same time.
“Oh my God!” I cried out as his strokes became deeper and deeper.
I felt like I was paralyzed and couldn’t move.
That’s how good it was, and how this man had me gone and we just got started.
I was already developing feelings for him, but they were damn sure here front and center.
Everything in this moment felt different, and I knew that our friendship was turning into something much deeper.
I really didn’t want this to happen because I knew that we couldn’t be together.
“Fucckkkk! If I would’ve known this pussy felt like this, I would have been inside you weeks ago,” he growled in my ear as he continued to deep stoke me.
“Mmm, shit. Please don’t stop, Legacy!” I moaned, because every stroke was pulling me near an explosion. Every stroke was on my G-spot. “Ohhh God! I’m cumming,” I screamed as my nails scraped across his back and our bodies were sliding all over the canvas.
“Give it all to me, beautiful,” he gritted.
It was as if every stroke he gave moved us in a different direction, but he held me tight and never skipped a beat.
This man knew what he was doing when it came to making love.
Damn! A few minutes later, he was releasing, and we just lay there trying to catch our breath.
Once we were able to move, he helped me up, and what we created was a work of art.
I couldn’t believe how this looked. He was indeed an artist because every move and every thrust was calculated.
We went into the bathroom to shower, and for the rest of the night we were glued to each other.