21. Euphoria
Euphoria
After the sugar rush of cupcakes and excitement of the play, EJ eventually crashed. He was fast asleep by the time they’d made it home. Nadine carried him up to his room to put him down for the night.
“I guess all the excitement wore him out,” Nadine said as she stared at her son, peacefully sleeping. “He could barely keep his eyes open during dinner.”
Nadine turned on the nightlight and closed EJ’s door. She began to walk downstairs when Zaire caught her arm.
“Where are you going, mami?” Zaire asked.
Nadine sighed, frowning. “I need to get back to my office. I missed two late afternoon meetings and need to see what notes Devi has left for me. Besides, shouldn’t you be finishing your term paper, anyway?”
“All that can wait until the morning, Cookie.” Zaire whispered as she pulled her closer. “I have something special for you.”
“Something special?” Nadine was curious. “Like what?”
“Come find out.”
Nadine watched as Zaire slowly pulled away from her, pulling her Emory sweatshirt over her head as she walked back toward the guest bedroom.
Nadine’s sharp intake of breath stung at the sight of Z’s bare breasts.
Like a sailor heading a siren’s call, Nadine was powerless when it came to Zaire.
This girl is going to be the death of me, she thought as she followed her down the hall.
As soon as she was in the room, Zaire was pawing at Nadine, eager to take her clothes off.
“What’s the rush?” Nadine giggled, watching Zaire damn near rip off every button of her blouse. There was a hunger and a need in her that she hadn’t seen before.
Zaire bit down on Nadine’s shoulder, and she moaned at the sting. “I just need you naked and on the bed as soon as fucking possible.”
Nadine obliged, slipping out her navy boy shorts and bra, laying across the bed. Her nipples hardened and her pussy began pulsing as soon as Zaire stripped out of those goddamn leggings. She wasn’t wearing any fucking panties. Just as she suspected.
“So you’ve been fully naked under your clothes all day?” Nadine breathed out, captivated by the mahogany beauty in front of her.
“Why wear panties or a bra? My nipples stay too hard, and my pussy stays wet when I’m around you. Why ruin them?”
“Oh,” Nadine exhaled, a little more than aroused that she was responsible for Zaire’s lack of underwear.
Zaire walked over, placing a soft kiss on her lips. “I’ll be just a minute, beautiful.” She walked into the ensuite bathroom and closed the door.
Nadine could feel her heart beating hard in her chest. She wasn’t sure why she was nervous. But Zaire was on some new energy. She felt it. And it intrigued her.
When Nadine heard the lock of the bathroom door release, she looked over and her eyes widened at the sight of Zaire, wearing a thick, blue strap on harnessed to a black straps around her waist.
“Oh shit,” Nadine whispered lowly. She hadn’t expected that at all. It was like that night at Secrets all over again. Except Nadine was the pet, held captive by Zaire’s gaze.
“Don’t worry, Cookie. This strap is just for you. It’s new.” Zaire smirked as she stroked the dildo slightly.
“I…I wasn’t even thinking that. It’s just…I’ve never done that before.”
Zaire frowned. “Really? But I thought you’ve been with women?”
“I have but, it was more manual stimulation and things. Not this.”
“Oh,” Zaire looked down. “Should I take this off?”
“No,” Nadine quickly responded, sitting up on her elbows. “I want to try. I’m open.”
“Cookie, you sure? We really don’t have to.”
“Z, I want to. I trust you.” Nadine was willing to try, to give this woman part of her she craved. Zaire had given herself to Nadine in so many ways. Why not give her lover what she wanted?
Zaire walked over to the bed. She stroked Nadine’s face, gently at first until she grabbed her by the chin.
Her eyes were dark and stormy. “So I’m gonna be the one to pop your strap cherry, huh?
Imma make you cum all over this dick, mami.
” When Zaire released her chin, Nadine let out a whimper. What was she doing to me?
Zaire moved closer, stroking the blue dildo. Against her dark skin, it was like a flame drawing Nadine in. She was officially under a spell. Zaire placed it against Nadine’s lips, tapping slightly. “Get her wet, baby.”
Nadine opened wide, her tongue wrapping around the dildo slowly. She sucked, licked, spit trailing down the base and between her breasts. Yes, she was completely spellbound.
“You look so fucking good doing that,” moaned Zaire. She pulled Nadine’s hair. “Look at me.”
Nadine’s eyes flicked up to see Zaire biting her lip, her face enjoying every moment. Her face made Nadine’s skin burn with desire. She wanted to please her, the need for Zaire’s approval fueling her to suck that dildo with a frenzy.
Zaire drew back, and Nadine released her lips.
Zaire rubbed her thumb across them before leaning down to give her a kiss.
Her tongue painted the inside of Nadine’s mouth, sending electric ripples down her spine.
“Lay back,” the dark beauty commanded, and Nadine did so, her head cradled between the pillows.
Nervousness coursed through her body, and she tried to tamper it down, taking deep breaths.
Zaire got on her knees on the bed, between Nadine’s legs. Their combined weight dipped the mattress slightly. “Don’t be nervous, Cookie. I’d never hurt you.”
“I know. And I’d never hurt you,” Nadine repeated, her voice shaky.
“I know, gorgeous.” Zaire smiled. “You’re too good to me to hurt me.
” She kissed Nadine, sucking and licking her full lips until she was wet with anticipation.
Zaire’s fingers slipped between her legs, and as she parted her wet folds, Nadine let out tiny, quick gasps.
She was so sensitive already, so needy. One stroke and Nadine would probably come all over her hand.
Zaire licked her fingers, savoring the taste of her.
“Wet already, baby? I need you wetter.” She gripped Nadine’s thighs, sliding down to suck on her clit.
She blew on the sensitive nerves and Nadine felt all her senses crashing into her all at once.
That mouth…that tongue…that fucking tongue.
She gripped the sheets as Zaire’s fingers moved to her nipples, pinching and tweaking them until they were painful, sensitive points.
Wetness was running down between the crack of her ass as the mixture of Zaire’s mouth and her essence made a mess of the sheets.
“Fucccck!” Nadine cried, her nails nearly breaking from gripping the duvet so hard.
Zaire looked up, her lips and chin totally wet. “That’s it Cookie, come for me just like that.”
Nadine felt like a geyser on the precipice of eruption. She closed her eyes tightly until it felt like starlight was bursting throughout her body. Her legs shook as she came, and Zaire was there to drink her fill of her.
“So fucking sweet, baby.” Zaire praised as she rose, hovering slightly over Nadine.
She moved a sticky curl from her forehead as she leaned down, kissing her softly.
Nadine could taste her arousal on her lips, which she hungrily devoured.
She finally let go of the sheets, grabbing Zaire’s ass.
The tip of the dildo rested against her thigh.
Nadine looked into her eyes, silently signaling that she was ready.
Even though Nadine was extremely wet, Zaire reached for the small bottle of lube she’d brought out and slathered the dildo until it was coated generously.
Nadine let her legs fall open as Zaire eased between. As soon as the dildo breached her pussy, Nadine’s back arched off the bed. Her nails dug into Zaire’s ass, pushing her deeper into her.
“You’re so fucking greedy,” chuckled Zaire lowly.
“Let me fuck you how I know you need it, Cookie.” She pumped into her slowly, methodically.
Nadine felt her body heat as if at any minute she’d combust. The combination of steady stimulation and Zaire’s softness was euphoric.
God, this was everything she could ever want and more.
With one hand, Zaire held on to the headboard and with the other, tweaked Nadine’s taut nipple over and over. Her hips thrusted into her repeatedly, the sound of her pussy squelching from the strap was too much to bear. She shut her eyes tight.
“No, look at me, Nadine,” Zaire panted between thrusts. “Open your fucking eyes, beautiful.”
Nadine’s lashes fluttered until her vision focused.
She looked at Zaire, her body glistening, her breasts heavy.
They called to her, and she lifted up slightly, focusing all her attention on them.
She heard Zaire hiss, then moan as Nadine’s lips circled the dark areolas, then teeth graze the hardened peaks.
She could taste the faint hint of cherry and jasmine perfume on her skin, mixed with the saltiness of her sweat.
It was an intoxicating elixir. As wet as her pussy was, it was working.
She licked and tasted her skin, over and over.
Fuck selling drugs at PharmaDigital, Nadine thought.
If she could bottle this up as a sexual stimulant, she’d be a quadrillionaire.
With every stroke, Zaire was fucking her as if she was staking her claim on her pussy.
When her hand moved to stroke Nadine’s clit, she wasn’t sure if she could take another orgasm.
They were rolling in fast, back-to-back.
Nadine was moaning loudly. She prayed to God that she wouldn’t wake EJ.
Zaire didn’t give a fuck how loud she was; she was going to pull every orgasm from her that she could.
“That’s it Cookie. You like how I give it to you?”
“Yesss…” Nadine moaned.
Zaire’s fingers moved furiously over Nadine’s clit. “Give me another one, baby.”
Nadine felt heat coursing through her veins as tears ran down her face. She pulled Zaire’s face closer to hers as she kissed her, trying to breathe through her orgasms.