Where There’s Smoke…

10. Where There’s Pleasure.

10

Where There’s Pleasure...

Phoenix “Phee” Preston - July 13th, 2025

“Oh, fuck, ” I groan as my eyes slowly open, yawning in the process. I’m feeling all kinds of sensations between my legs, and it’s hard to focus on what’s going on. When I’m finally able to, the most beautiful sight comes into view.

Angel was situated between my legs and was busy giving my lower lips soft kisses. It felt so damn good, even though I could tell she was working cautiously. My hand lowers to her hair, and I tug a bit until her head pops up. She looks at me with innocent eyes as she licks her lips. My heart jumped, and I could feel that excitement building up in my stomach the longer she stared at me, waiting for me to say something.

“Sweets, mm, that’s one way to wake me up,” I say in a low voice laced with sleep. “Fuck, you look so good in that position. I never expected to see you down there.”

“ Teach me how to make you feel good,” she suddenly says, and I smile. “I…I know the basics from what you do to me, but it’s been a while since I’ve been in this position, and I don’t know if I’m doing a good job.”

“You’re doing great, love,” I assure her. I spread my legs wider and motioned for her to get back in position. She does so but looks up at me for further directions. “Good. Now think of it as if it’s your favorite meal you’ve been craving all day, okay?”

“Okay.”

“Kiss it, use your tongue and your fingers,” I guide her. “You can even suck if you’d like. Be rough or soft. It doesn’t matter. Just make sure you give every inch some attention, Sweets. You think you can do that?”

“I can,” she nods. I lean down to stroke her cheek before resting against the pillows again.

“Good, now do your thang, love.”

She doesn’t waste any time, and soon her lips are back on me. I let out a content sigh as she follows all of the tips I gave her, sucking, licking, and kissing every spot. It doesn’t take her long to get into the rhythm of it, and I wonder if she was just playing about being rusty.

“Fuck, Angel,” I moan as her tongue snakes into my center while her nose brushes against my clit. I could feel my back arch off the bed a little bit. “Just like that, Sweets. You’re doing so good, mamas.”

She doesn’t reply but instead grips my thighs and pushes her tongue deeper into me. I gasp as she eats like she’ll never eat anything again. I swear, she had me seeing stars, and all I could do was sit back and enjoy as she gifted me with two back-to-back orgasms.

“Oh, fuck!” I moaned after the second one. I could feel my legs shaking and my pussy twitching as she slowly brought me down. My breathing was heavy as I glanced down at her. She stared back at me with a look of accomplishment. “That fucking mouth of yours is dangerous, Sweets.”

“Seems like I have another talent,” she smirks as she climbs up to cuddle in my arms. “You taste so good, by the way. I might just get addicted to you.”

“An addiction I wholeheartedly support,” I chuckle before kissing her. “That was perfect, baby. Thank you.”

“I noticed that work has been stressful for you lately, and I just wanted to help relieve some stress,” she replies shyly. “I’d like to do it more often if you let me. I mean, I know I still need some more practice, but I liked seeing you lose control. I wanna see it again.”

“Sweets, you don’t even need to ask permission,” I assure. “You have my forever consent to eat me out whenever you want. I’ll never complain about that. Trust me.”

“Thank you for the permission anyway,” she giggles before kissing me. “I plan on taking advantage of that privilege.”

“Oh, I definitely hope so,” I nod as my hand finds its way to the bottom of the oversized shirt she wore to bed. I knew she didn’t have any panties on, and the warmth I felt once my hand reached its final destination made my heart skip a beat. “But for right now, I need to return the favor.”

“ Oh…” her voice trails off as I slowly start to rub her clit. She whimpers softly as her wetness coats my fingers, exciting me. She gripped my forearm tightly as I pulled one of her legs over mine so I could push my fingers deeper. “Mmm, baby, right there.”

“Right here?” I ask, curving my fingers slightly to get to that spot that I knew would have her shaking.

“Phee…I can’t take this anymore,” she pants into my ear, and I could feel myself getting wet again.

“What do you need, mamas,” I pick up the pace of my fucking and I feel her tighten around my fingers, her moaning getting more frequent with every stroke. She doesn’t answer me, so I rub my thumb across her clit and she gasps. “Talk to me, Sweets.”

“I need, fuck, I n-need you to, oh my god,” she says, and I can feel the release building up. I slow my strokes a bit, which only makes her cling to me tighter. “I need you to fuck me for real, Phoenix.”

She says that last part in one breath, and not even a few seconds later, she’s coming undone all over my hands. I wasn’t expecting things to get this intense this early in the morning, but I couldn’t deny myself the chance to see her favorite toy sliding in and out of her.

Over these last few weeks, I’d gotten used to strapping up now and then to help bring her to a world of pleasure. No, it still wasn’t my preference, but I had a newfound respect for the silicone appendage after seeing how her pussy always swallowed it like it was starving. I swear, there was nothing sexier than seeing it disappear into the depths of her center and then reappearing again coated in all of her juices and the creaminess I loved to savor. Just thinking about it had me giddy.

It didn’t take long for her to toss me the harness, and I quickly pulled it on, fastening the straps as she watched. I crawled over to her and kissed her deeply as I situated myself between her legs. I could feel her reaching down between us and positioning the toy’s tip at her entrance. We broke apart to watch how easily it slid in. She gasped with each inch, and soon it was deep inside of her as she clung to my shoulders. I kissed her a few more times before I slowly started to move.

Angel Savoie - July 13th, 2025

“Oooh fuck!” I whimpered as I tightened my grip on Phoenix’s arms. She dove into me, and I welcomed every deep stroke. “Phee…Phoenix, oh my god…”

I felt like I was gonna pass out with the way she was fucking me. It wasn’t hard or aggressive, but the slow, deep strokes made me delirious, and I loved every second of it. She had my legs up, gripping my thighs as she fucked me like she would never get to again. Shit, she was fucking me like she was tryna get me pregnant and I was taking it like I wanted to carry her baby. It all felt so euphoric that if she could actually get me pregnant, I wouldn’t comp lain and happily raise her child. She’s the only one I’d ever want to do that for.

“You’re so beautiful, Sweets,” she tells me as she continues to bring me to a world of ecstasy.

We’ve been at it for damn near two hours now and have been in different positions, but it’s like neither of us could get enough. I wanted everything she had to offer, and I could tell that she felt the same. When I woke her up this morning with my mouth, I expected it to be a quickie, but I should’ve known better. As soon as her fingers connected with my clit, I knew that there was no way I’d be able to think straight today if she didn’t fuck me good.

I was addicted to her and everything about her. I loved the way she felt. I loved the way she smelled. I loved how she knew exactly what to do or say to make me feel good. And I loved the way she moaned and whimpered when she felt good. I don’t even think she realized just how much of a vocal sexual partner she was, but I loved it just as much as she loved it when I talked back to her as she was deep in my guts, even when I could barely form coherent sentences.

“Talk to me, baby,” she says, as if reading my mind. She lets go of my legs and bends down to kiss me. I spread my legs wider and allowed her to go even deeper as I gasped against her lips. “Let me know how it feels.”

“So good,” I managed to say. All other words had escaped my brain, and all I could think about was the intense orgasm that was building up. “Oooh, shit…”

My body jerked as she begins to rub my clit while she continued to fuck me deep. My body was shaking as I took every stroke. I was whimpe ring and gripping onto her forearm for dear life. When I felt myself about to reach that peak once again, I pulled her down so I could smash my lips against hers. One of her hands was on my thigh, and the other was wrapped around my waist as she picked up her pace, mixing up my insides. I gripped her back tightly, my nails digging into it as a slew of cuss words fell from my lips.

“Oh, fuck, baby!” I exclaimed as I fell overboard, my body shaking and the sheets getting soaked beneath me. She didn’t let up, and I was a mumbling mess, wondering how I was gonna be able to go about my day knowing I’d just gotten my back blown out. “Phoenix, oh my god!”

She slowed her strokes until I’d come down from cloud nine. All I could do was lie there trying to catch my breath as she collapsed beside me. My head was spinning, but in the best way. I looked to the side to see her admiring me as she lay there. My heart skipped a beat as I thought about how much I loved this woman. She’s really who I’ve been longing for years, and I was so glad to finally have her. Just knowing that she was mine and only mine was enough to make me hot and bothered all over again. Fuck resting, I needed to taste her.

“Whoa, Sweets, slow down,” she chuckled lightly as I quickly sat up. I didn’t reply as I stared at her. She lightly squeezed my thigh. “You good, baby?”

“Yes, I’m amazing,” I nod with a smile before crawling down between her legs. She watches me with amusement as I pull the harness off her. She lifts her hips to make it easier. Once it’s tossed to the side, her legs immediately fall open as if knowing what is about to hap pen. I look up at her, licking my lips. “I need to taste you again, baby.”

“Go ahead, mamas,” she nods, getting comfortable on the pillows behind her. “I love watching you have your meal.”

I lean down to kiss her before positioning myself just like I had a few hours ago. I got to work using my new skills to bring her to not one but two incredible orgasms. I felt so accomplished and delighted when I received my prize each time. I was slowly becoming addicted to tasting her because fuck, was it heavenly.

“What do you want to do today?” Phoenix asks me as she buttons up her shirt. We had just gotten out of the shower and were finally getting ready for the day. “Since we both have the day off, I thought we could spend the day in New South. I know it’s been a while since you’ve been.”

“Ooh, that sounds like fun!” I nod excitedly before returning my attention to my reflection in the mirror. I applied a bit of my favorite perfume before starting on my hair. “I’d love to visit my old stomping grounds.”

I smile to myself as I think about New South. It was where my brothers and I were raised after our grandma moved us from our old town. I had so many fond memories of hanging out with my friends and enjoying everything the city offered. Besides my parents' passing, I had a pretty enjoyable childhood. My brothers and I never had to worry about anything regarding needs and wants. No, our grandma wasn’t rich, but between the life insurance policies and her job as a lawyer, we were pretty well taken care of.

That’s why when our grandma decided she wanted to spend her retirement running a bakery, none of us hesitated to help make her dreams come true. We all made a decent amount of money and could invest in the bakery with her. One of my happiest memories was of us presenting her with the keys to the building and telling her that we’d covered all of the licensing and construction expenses. She cried and hugged us, thanking us for all we’ve done, but we told her that it was we who were thankful for her. If it weren’t for her stepping up to raise us, there’s no telling how we would’ve ended up in this world. And for that, we’d always be grateful.

I feel a tear slip down my cheek, and I let out a shaky breath before closing my eyes. Every now and then, my mind would be overtaken by emotions as the realization that she was no longer here would sink in. I missed her like crazy, but I knew she wouldn’t want me to fall into depression like I did when she first passed. So, I took a few seconds to calm my racing heart. I wiped my eyes and took a deep breath, jumping when I felt arms wrap around my neck from behind. My eyes snap open, connecting with Phoenix’s in the mirror.

“You okay, Sweets?” she asks softly before kissing my neck lightly. I nod.

“Yeah, just thinking about my grandma,” I admit. I pat her hand lightly. “I’m fine, though. I just miss her, is all.”

Her face softens, and she pulls away from me. She gently turns my chair around until I’m facing her, and she crouches down in front of me. When she reaches for my hands, I give them to her and she holds them, rubbing her thumbs against the back as she looks up at me.

“I know it’s hard, Sweets,” she replies softly. “I miss my Granddad daily, so I know exactly how you feel. I’m here for you if you ever wanna talk or cry together.”

I chuckle softly, reaching out to gently cup her right cheek in my hand. She does that thing she always does when she leans into it and kisses it softly. “Thank you, babe,” I tell her. “I’m fine for now, although it’s sweet of you to offer. I can’t imagine you crying, though.”

“First of all, it does something to me when you call me babe,” she smirks. I shake my head and sigh, but a smile stretches across my face. “Secondly, I’m not the type of person who cries easily, but I do cry when I lose people I love. That may be the only thing that genuinely makes me shed tears. Don’t get me wrong, I get sad. It’s just that I don’t feel the urge to cry often if that makes sense.”

“Makes sense to me,” I nod as she stands up. She tells me to turn around, and when I do, she proceeds to help me with my hair. “Ah, so I’m getting styled by my personal hairstylist today, huh?”

“Yeah, you know I gotchu,” she chuckles as she takes my hair out of the bonnet. It falls to my shoulders, and she proceeds to detangle the soft curls.

I r elax as she goes through the process of moisturizing and revitalizing my curls. This wasn’t the first time that she’d helped me with my hair, but I was still giddy like it was.

When she first offered to assist a couple of weeks ago, I didn’t think much of it and agreed because I wasn’t in the mood to do it. To my surprise, although it shouldn’t have been, she knew all the ins and outs of doing the styles that I liked.

She noticed the surprise on my face and was confused. I asked if she was secretly a hairstylist like her sister because it was just as good as anything I’d get done at a shop, but she denied it. However, she admitted that she’d learned to do her hair from her sister when they were younger. Up until five years ago, when she got her locs, she was wearing her hair in naturally curly styles similar to how I liked to wear mine.

“Perfect as always,” I say as I admire my hair once she’s done. I stand up and gift her a kiss on the cheek. “Thank you, baby.”

“You know I love pampering you,” she smirks, wrapping her arms around my waist. “Now, come on, and let me spend the day spoiling you.”

I nod, giggling as I let her lead me out of the room. After grabbing my purse and locking up, we headed down the stairs. It doesn’t take us long to make it to the main road that leads to the main highway out of town, and soon we are cruising toward New South as the soft sounds of her jazz playlist fill the car. Every so often, we’d talk about something, but for the most part, we were just enjoying being close to one another. I loved how easy it was to be at peace around her. It was comforting.

Aft er an hour of driving, we’re greeted by the hustle and bustle of the city of New South. I couldn’t help the excitement that bubbled up inside of me. Even though I loved Tucker and all its small-town quirks, I was a city girl through and through. I’d spent damn near all of my life in the city, and it held so many fond memories. I pointed out certain places that were still there from when I was in high school.

My friends and I would frequent the downtown area every weekend and practically lived in the bowling alley where a few of them worked. It had been closed for a few years now, but the building still stood, and as we passed it, I swear, I could still smell the floor polish and pepperoni pizza. I could still hear the sound of pins falling over and the beeps of the games in the arcade that never seemed to work right. I was giddy just thinking about all of the fun times we had, and Phoenix chuckled beside me.

“You’re really excited,” she teases. She glances over at me with a smile before turning her attention back to the road. I excitedly admit that I was. “So, where to start? This day is all about you, Sweets.”

“Is it my birthday or something?” I joke, and she chuckles. “Uh, okay, well I’m hungry, so how about we go to one of my favorite restaurants?”

“Sounds like a plan,” she nods.

I squeal before rattling off the directions to Mama Mildred’s Soul Food Kitchen . It was a Black-owned restaurant that had been around for years. It was my brother’s and my go-to spot for home-cooked meals whenever our grandma couldn’t make them. I last visited about three years ago, so I was excited to visit again.

When we pulled up to the parking lot, it was partially filled, but we managed to snag a spot near the entrance. As we entered the restaurant, a familiar smell greeted me…and a familiar sound. My head snapped toward the voice calling my name, and I gasped. Standing a few feet away from me was someone I hadn’t seen since college.

“Autumn?” I ask, not believing my eyes. We both squeal, and I pull her in for a hug. “I haven’t seen you in YEARS! How have you been? Oh my god, you look good!”

“You too!” she exclaims with a bright smile. “I’ve been good. Just adulting at its finest. You?”

“Same,” I nod. “I’ve had some ups and downs, but I’m still here, so I’m counting that as a win.”

“As you should!” she nods. “I relate so much with that, too. It’s like life…”

Her voice trails off as she looks past me at Phoenix, noticing us holding hands. Her eyes grow wide before a smile stretches across her face. She bumps her shoulder against mine and makes her eyebrows jump. All I could do was cover my face with my hands as I hid my flustered expression.

“She’s cute,” she whispers, and I look up at her, playfully rolling my eyes. “Not you blushing!”

“Autumn, please,” I groan before looking at Phee. She winks at me, and I feel my heart jump once I remember I hadn’t introduced them yet. “Oh my god, where are my manners?” I pull Phee forward a bit. “Phoenix, this is my good friend, Autumn Noble. She and I were r oommates during our first two years of college. And Autumn, this is my girlfriend, Phoenix Preston.”

“Nice to meet you,” Phoenix smiles as she extends her hands. Autumn shakes it. “And I’m her future wife, not just her girlfriend.”

I gasp at the same time Autumn gasps, my head snapping towards her. She smirks at me, and I swear, I almost faint right then and there. Autumn looks between us, and I can feel the excitement radiating off of her. She was probably thinking about the many nights she and I spent talking about our future partners. She was the first person I ever came out to, and I always felt comforted by the fact that she accepted me. I also enjoyed the fact that she was queer just like me. I wish we could’ve stayed connected after I moved away, but life got in the way for both of us. Seeing her here again had to be the universe telling us to rekindle our friendship, right?

“Wait, y’all are engaged?” Autumn asks, taking my hands in hers. When she doesn’t see a ring, she looks between us, confused. “Or am I reading this wrong?”

“Not yet,” Phee chuckles lightly as she steps behind me and wraps my arms around my waist. “Give us a couple more months. I’ll make sure she sends you an invitation to the wedding, though.”

“Please do!” she nods excitedly as she pulls out her phone, handing it to me so I can put my number in. I do without hesitation, and she offers me a soft smile before regret flashes across her face. “Damn, I wish we would’ve run into each other a few months ago. I would’ve loved for you to come to my wedding back in May.”

“Wait, you’re married?” I ask, shocked but excited for her. She nods as a smile stretches across her face.

Bef ore she can say anything, one of the most attractive women I’d ever laid eyes on walks up with a little girl about eight years old. Autumn introduced them as her wife, Winter, and their daughter, Sydney. I was at a loss for words as I took in the beautiful family before me. She looked so happy. They seemed so happy, and my stomach flipped. I pictured Phoenix and me in that same spot, being happy and in love. Married and maybe on the way to starting our own family…minus the children, but maybe we could adopt another fur baby so Nori could have a sibling.

We stood there and chatted a bit longer before Autumn said that they had to be on their way. Before she left, we planned to meet soon to catch up, and I told her that she should visit our small town. She agreed, and then we went our separate ways. Phee and I enjoyed a delicious meal while discussing my time in the city. She wanted to know everything, and I was happy to tell her.