14. Temple #2
I shook my head before he even finished his sentence. “I’m ready. You made me feel special since our first date. Although you almost messed things up, you have redeemed yourself. This is the most thoughtful and by far the best experience of my life. I’m ready whenever you are.”
Those beautiful teeth appeared, and we turned to the minister.
“On this day of July twentieth, we stand before God and these two souls to bind them as one . . .” The minister continued his speech until it was time to say ‘I do.’ We didn’t have any special vows.
We’d save that for the big wedding. Without hesitation, we both agreed to live together in holy matrimony as husband and wife.
When Solomon revealed an oval-shaped diamond ring, tears formed in my eyes at the simple yet most beautiful diamond I’d ever seen.
When it was time for the kiss, Solomon didn’t kiss me. Instead, he swept me off my feet and hurried us to the awaiting carriage.
“Solomon!” I yelled, laughing as he rushed down the pathway.
“Thanks, Minister Saldano. I’ll grab that paperwork from you before we leave,” he said over his shoulder, then hopped in the carriage with me in his lap. “Let’s ride. Expeditiously,” he told the horseman.
I laughed. “We have two more days here, baby. No need to rush.”
His eyes came to me and lowered to my lips, then back up. “I don’t even have the ten minutes it will take to get you back to this villa and out of this dress. You’ve been testing me since I met your pretty ass. Now that you’re mine, I ain’t letting up off you.”
Oh shit!
I lay on my back, arms and legs tied to the bedposts by ties I didn’t know he had. I was naked, horny as fuck, and had been lying here for the last ten minutes while he sat in the chair watching me.
It was pure torture.
And fucking deliberate.
Solomon wanted to torture me. Make me beg for it. I needed to be penetrated, sucked, licked, and pounded on.
“Lo . . .”
“I’m here, Beauty,” he replied in a low tone. “Just taking everything in.”
“I-I can’t—”
“I’m teaching you how to have patience. Everything doesn’t have to be a rush, my love.”
I turned my head to glare at him. “The way you snatched me off that altar, I thought we wouldn’t even make it past the threshold.”
He snorted a laugh. “You’re right. I couldn’t wait to get you here to do exactly this.” He then stood slowly, each step calculated as he circled the bed before standing at the foot of it, then leaned against the dresser in nothing but his briefs.
Goodness, this man was fine.
And intense.
“You’re torturing me.”
A slow smirk lifted on his face. “No, I’m studying you.” Without turning or looking away, he slid open the top drawer and removed something that looked like a medium-sized silicone hook.
“This . . . is a triple stimulator. Designed to target the A-spot, G-spot, and clitoris.” He pushed a button, then moved to my side and leaned over me, kissing my lips while sliding the vibrator between my legs.
My body tensed. “Jee-sus!”
“Tsk, tsk, Beauty. Not in the bedroom, baby. He don’t need to witness what I’m about to do to you.”
“Looo,” I moaned, feeling like I was about to explode already.
He captured my left nipple into his mouth and sucked, ending it with a soft pull.
“Baby, please. I’m . . . oh shit! I’m about to cum!
” I yelled. My hips rotated, and just before I felt the euphoric blast, he removed the vibrator.
“Solomon, fuck! W-what are you doing?” I whined.
“Taking you to the top before I let you jump.”
“Pleeassee . . . what the fuck?”
Yeah, this must be some form of payback since I’d been testing and teasing him since we’d met.
He smirked salaciously. “Your mouth is dirty, shorty. I’m going to fix that, though.” He stood upright, sliding his briefs off as that anaconda sprang out like a jack-in-the-box. My mouth watered just looking at it. He must have read my mind because he straddled my chest.
“Stick out your tongue.”
I complied.
He grabbed his dick, drawing circles on my tongue as his pre-cum coated my palate. I didn’t wait another second, capturing his dick in my mouth.
He groaned. “Mmm.” I watched as his head fell back and his mouth opened in pleasure. I wanted to grab him by his ass and stuff that motherfucka down my throat, but the restraints wouldn’t allow me to do so.
“That’s right, shorty. Get it nice and wet for me.”
And I did, sucking and slurping as if I’d die of starvation. He looked down at me with a mixture of pain and pleasure on his face.
Then he abruptly pulled away. He slid down some, pushed my breasts together, and slid that monster between them in a banana split. The vibration continued, restimulating me, and making my eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Ooooh, yesss, Solomon. Fuck, baby!” I screamed. The mixture of the vibrator inside of me, on my clit, and him titty fucking me while rubbing my nipples had me damn near paralyzed.
Again, just when I was about to cum, he stopped the vibrator, slid down to the foot of the bed, removed it, and replaced it with his mouth.
“Oh my! Yes, baby! Uhhhn, yessss!”
His tongue worked me over, and he finally allowed me to release.
He didn’t stop, though.
He continued his assault on me, inviting the vibrator back into the party. The triple vibration coupled with his tongue in my ass had me seeing myself lying in a casket while Sapphire, Toni, or Ma Lula read my eulogy.
This man was sexually killing me.
The line from The Color Purple when Ceilie asked that lady how her daddy died and she replied “On top of me” ran laps in my mind, only Solomon’s reply would be “Up under me.”
“Solomon, pleasssaaah! Shit! I can’t take no more!”
He chuckled, pulled the vibrator out of me, then trailed his tongue from my ass to my clit. He swirled his tongue around it before sucking it, then releasing it with a loud pop.
No words were spoken when he lifted, crawled between my legs, and kissed me with fervent desire. I could feel that dick poking at my entrance.
“Lo, baby, untie my wrists, please. I want to touch you.”
He shook his head. “Not yet, my love. I love having you at my mercy. I do need these legs in the air, though.” He untied my ankles and resumed his position between my legs.
There was no stalling or warning as he slid between my wet folds, and we both released a deep moan when he finally reached the bottom.
“Goodness, baby,” he said, pausing for a moment and breathing heavily. “You’ll be pregnant before we leave this place. I swear on my dead homies.”
I chuckled through a moan. “I-I’m on birth control.”
“Good, but now that you’re my wife, you can throw all that away. I need at least five out of you.” His hips reactivated, and my legs wrapped around him.
I knew Solomon would ruin me. As soon as he touched me, I wanted to find all 204 of his bitches and put them whores in the dirt. I didn’t want another bitch walking around saying they experienced any part of him.
If Shanice knew what was good for her, she’d stay her delusional ass away from my man. She’d had her chance, and now that shit was over.
Solomon fucked me until my legs gave out, cumming so deep inside of me, I tasted his cum in my mouth.
He breathed heavily while untying my wrists and kissing all over my face and neck.
“I love you,” he whispered in my ear, and my lips turned up into a smile.
“I-I know you do, big papa. Write down every whore’s name you gave this dick to. I need to see something right quick,” I said between breaths.
He chuckled and rolled off me, pulling me into him. “No need for that, bae. Those women are distant memories. Half of them I didn’t even know their names or what they looked like because I was so faded. I’m all yours. Forever and always.”
“I’m going to hold you to that.” I turned my head and pecked his lips. He deepened it while pulling me on top of him.
The kiss turned passionate, and before I knew it, I rode him until we both fell out into a perfect sex-induced sleep.