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Contains reluctance, multiple partners, anal sex, nongraphic violence, and gay love all of which may be considered offensive by some readers.
All sexually active characters in this work are at least 18 years of age.
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This work is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is purely coincidental.
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Copyright © 2013 Lae’Zriah Justice
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ISBN: 1481923277
ISBN-13: 9781481923279
eBook ISBN: 978-1-63003-218-0
Dedication
To my children for being the light of my life: I am honored and proud to be the mother of such wonderful children. I love you all so very much! To all of the readers, I hope that you enjoy this book as much as I have enjoyed writing it.
Acknowledgments
I would like to thank my Heavenly Father, for He is the head of my life and without Him I am nothing. I would like to acknowledge my children for all of your support and belief in me to complete my book. I know that I drove you crazy while walking around the house rambling, but you embraced everything and remained supportive. Thank you to my mother, without you; I would not be who I am today. To my father, thank you for your love and guidance. Thank you to my grandparents, for staying strong and being there for me. To my daughter Destiny, without you, this would have not been possible. To my daughter Emma, I love you sweetheart! Thank you to my sister Pebbles Kral for letting me wake you up at two in the morning to read, the constant push, and the belief you have in me to pursue my dreams. Thanks to my brothers, Law and Dee, for all of your love and support. Thank you also to my sister Chasity Grady for continued encouragement and presence when no one else was around and your uplifting words of wisdom. I love you girl! Thank you to my friend Zeke Wells for the late nights, continued encouragement, love, and support from across the miles. To M. “Tony” S., I love you so much! Thank you for putting the first buzz in my ear to write a book. Thank you to my sister Giah Rachelle Moss for encouragement and knowledge. I love you, chica! Thanks to my friend Denise Jones for listening to me talk about my ideas and for help and assistance in all that you do for me. Thank you to B.A. for your positivity and support. You are a wonderful person, indeed, and to Pat for listening to my mouth EVERY morning. Thank you for the motivation.
Table of Contents
chapter 1
chapter 2
chapter 3
chapter 4
chapter 5
chapter 6
chapter 7
chapter 8
chapter 9
chapter 10
chapter 11
chapter 12
chapter 13
chapter 14
chapter 15
chapter 16
chapter 1
He could still smell her: the soft, sweet scent of her perfume over the smell of a freshly bathed body. Her hair was slightly wet from her bath. Her skin was smooth, silky, and soft to the touch. He ran his hands down her nicely toned body, firmly caressing her ass. He could feel her lips gliding about his body as though he tasted like the sweetest piece of liquid filled candy dripping from her lips. She could not get enough of his body on her lips. She licked his chest and nibbled on his nipples. She ran her tongue down his stomach and then to the top of his dick. The need to taste him overtook her, and she became wet with the anticipation of him sliding his dick deep inside her. She kissed and licked his body even more aggressively. Her hands moved about him softly, caressing every erotic part of him. As she gripped his chest and licked his earlobe, he let out a soft moan. She whispered in his ear, “I want this, Maurice.”
The warmth of her naked body next to his aroused him almost to the point of ejaculation. He became eager to feel her wetness all over him. She moved her leg across his body in order to rub it against his hard dick. He whispered back, “I’m all yours, Dr. Aiden.”
His heart rate began to increase as he prepared to flip her over and spread her legs wide, shaking with the thought of sliding into her, and then he…woke up to a slap to the face. “Who in the hell is Dr. Aiden?” his wife asked.
Maurice abruptly woke from a dream that nearly took him to ejaculation pleasure, only to see his wife, Bevelyn, staring at him as though she would remove an organ if he did not have the right response. Her eyes were red from anger, her hair was falling into her face, and her fists were balled up. He attempted to get out of the bed because of his awkward erection, and she pushed him back. She slapped him again. “I asked you a damn question: who in the hell is she?”
Maurice explained that he did not know the name Dr. Aiden outside of the dream he was having. His wife was not convinced by his explanation. He jumped out of bed, using his hand as a guard over his dick. She sat in bed watching him as he stumbled to the bathroom.
Maurice was a sexy man. At six feet two inches, his broad shoulders and beautiful smile captured any woman. He had a seductive, deep voice and the perfect gift of gab. He had a way of talking the underwear off a woman before she even realized he’d said hello. His lips were full, and he licked them regularly as he spoke. His eyes were a beautiful brown and lazy. His skin was like a smooth, dark caramel. He smelled of cologne at all times. No matter where he went, women flocked to get a glimpse of him, smiling and winking as he passed by. He was not a conceited man but very confident.
Bevelyn was a beautiful woman. At five feet seven inches tall and weighing 150 pounds, she was very curvy, with a full C-cup bra size. Her hair was brown, and her eyes were hazel, with long and full eyelashes. Her skin was like a milky caramel that is beautiful and flawless. She had a big, deep dimple on her left cheek. Her clothes always caressed her body because she loved to show off her figure.
While Maurice was in the shower, Bevelyn went through his cell phone, iPad, and wallet for any information that could lead to this mysterious doctor. She was wracking her brain, trying to think of any doctor she had run across. After all, she visited the hospital regularly to keep tabs on Maurice, an x-ray technician, well known due to her frequent, embarrassing visits to the hospital. Everyone knew Mrs. Maurice Galvinston even before she went to the hospital to meet a new employee. The employees would sit around laughing at the last episode of Bevelyn.
Bevelyn made it her business to know all the nurses and doctors. She even went out of her way to meet new employees. The more she thought about it, the more she knew that she was not familiar with the name Dr. Aiden.
After her failed efforts of locating helpful information, she decided to call her informant; Maurice’s adopted cousin Nedia, to complain about Maurice’s dream episode. Nedia was an orthopedic doctor at the hospital and had always been the eyes and ears for Bevelyn when she’s not around. Maurice knew that Nedia had taken to Bevelyn as family but was truly unaware of just how close they were.
Bevelyn and Nedia had a very close relationship even before Maurice and Bevelyn’s marriage. Maurice’s family never accepted Bevelyn because they felt she was a gold digger who wanted to ride Maurice’s coattails. In general, the family was very well off, and when Bevelyn became pregnant with Maurice’s twins daughters, Marchae and Marchaun, they doubted that the girls even belonged to him. The family went to great lengths to prove the twins were not Maurice�
�s children. Maurice even had a secret DNA on one of the twins to be sure they were his children. Because the results were positive, the family accepted the children out of respect to Maurice. Although Maurice’s family accepted his children, they did not accept Bevelyn at all. Nedia was the only family member who had any dealings with Bevelyn. Bevelyn deeply wanted to be accepted by the family, so she chose to befriend the only family member who would accept her: Maurice’s adopted cousin.
One evening, Nedia and Bevelyn were having a girls’ night out. When they had a girls’ night out, they went out of town because of Nedia’s status in their city. Nedia wore a very revealing one-piece short set that caressed her ass and showed off the imprint of her pussy lips. Bevelyn wore a shirt as short as a washcloth and a sheer blouse. She wore a red bra and no underwear.
They sat at a table to enjoy the view and were immediately asked to dance by two tall, handsome men. They both agreed and headed to the dance floor. As they began to dance, no one could keep their hands to themselves. They each groped one another, feeling every crevice of their body on the dance floor. Bevelyn turned her back to her date and bent over, rubbing her body against him, feeling his dick rise steadily to the thought of her bare pussy sliding against his pants. As she looked up, she could see Nedia’s date sliding his fingers past her shorts to feel her clit. What Bevelyn witnessed aroused her more than she expected. Her mind began to wonder what it would be like to run her tongue along her thigh just high enough to catch the scent of Nedia’s pussy.
Nedia’s date had begun to give her multiple drinks as they danced, hoping to be able to get a nightcap. Bevelyn’s date had pulled his dick out and was rubbing it along her clit just to get the feel of her warm, wet pussy against him. As the song ended, Bevelyn motioned to Nedia that they needed to leave. Nedia was staggering and too drunk to drive, so Bevelyn drove back to Nedia’s house.
Once they were at Nedia’s house, Bevelyn helped Nedia to her living room and placed her on the couch. Bevelyn began to place a black mink blanket over her but became distracted by Nedia’s body. The curves of her body were protruding through the short set. Her legs were smooth and newly shaven. Her hair was long, lying over her shoulders and chest. Her legs were slightly open, which allowed Bevelyn to see exactly how her pussy lay in the shorts.
Bevelyn resisted temptation to fondle her and began to take Nedia’s shoes off. Nedia began to wake up, and as she opened her eyes, she could see Bevelyn bent over, removing her shoes, and Nedia reached up to touch her clit that was greatly exposed. Bevelyn turned to look at Nedia, pausing for a second before bending down to kiss her.
Bevelyn’s full lips kissed Nedia as though she were deeply in love with her. The more they kissed, the more aggressive both women became. They ripped one another’s clothes off, sucking each other’s breasts, kissing each other passionately, and licking each other’s warm, wet pussy until they both had an extended orgasm. They laid in each other’s arms for hours that night, sharing multiple intimate moments together until Bevelyn realized she needed to get home to her husband.
Bevelyn and Nedia continued to have secret rendezvous well after Bevelyn married Maurice. At Bevelyn’s bachelorette party the night before the wedding, they decided to take a few hours to themselves to entertain one another.
Nedia had built a unique bond with Bevelyn as lover and informant of Maurice’s actions, which was why Bevelyn felt compelled to call Nedia when she needed to vent or keep tabs on Maurice.
Bevelyn angrily began to tell Nedia how she had sat in bed, listening and watching as Maurice moaned and touched his body while calling out the name Dr. Aiden as he slept. She demanded to know who the doctor was. Nedia expressed that she had not heard of the name and that there was no one new at the hospital. Bevelyn asked Nedia to find out who Dr. Aiden was and to contact her as soon as she found out. Bevelyn heard the shower stop as she was talking to Nedia. She told Nedia to call her the next day with any information she had found.
Maurice was finished with his shower. He stood in the doorway of the bathroom, and Bevelyn watched his glistening body sparkle as the light danced against him. His arms were full and round from lifting weights. His stomach displayed a nicely formed six-pack of muscles. Her eyes ran down his body, from his stomach to his dick hanging between his thighs.
He began to dry his dick with the towel, and as he bounced his dick up and down to be sure he dried beneath it, Bevelyn couldn’t help but become aroused at the sight of his dick in motion. He turned to the side to begin to dry his legs, and she again ran her eyes down his firm ass, thinking about how she would love to lick his body. He turned toward her, and she jumped around to face the television and pretend she was not watching.
Maurice decided he wanted to lie on the couch for the remainder of the night. He was not in the mood to hear Bevelyn fuss all night about the dream he’d had. Bevelyn decided not to be argumentative about him deciding to lie on the couch. Although she was angry with him, her sex drive was still intact. She was in the mood to give him a nice blow job but would not bring herself to do so. She listened to him as he walked down the hallway before she grabbed her dildo. She placed it on her clit as though it was it were him licking her pussy. After she came, she turned to the television to listen to it while falling asleep.
When Maurice’s watch alarm went off, he knew that he was running behind. He jumped off the couch and rushed in order to make it to work on time. Bevelyn had prepared breakfast for him and offered him breakfast. Maurice looked at her as though she had lost her mind. He told her that he was not hungry and had to get to work. He kept thinking to himself that she was up to something because he knew she was upset with him from the night before, so making him breakfast was odd.
This morning, like so many others, Maurice could not wait to get to work and away from Bevelyn. She knew that Maurice was dedicated to his job, was rarely late, and hardly ever missed work, so she did not think twice about his rejecting breakfast. He did all he could to avoid any further conversation and headed out the door.
When Maurice arrived at work, his first patient was waiting. She was tall and slim, with an hourglass figure. Her lips were full, and she smelled of very expensive perfume. Her skin was like dark chocolate. She wore her hair long, slightly past her shoulders.
She explained to Maurice that her doctor had sent her to x-ray because of possible pneumonia. Maurice escorted her to the changing room and gave her instructions to remove everything from the waist up. She put her hair up with a bobby pin, removed her shirt, bra, pants, and underwear, and put the hospital gown on. She pushed the notification button, and he escorted her to the x-ray room.
They walked into the x-ray room, and Maurice walked over to turn on the x-ray-in-progress indicator. When he turned back around, she was standing in front of him naked and playing with her clit. She walked up to him and began to kiss him. He reciprocated, picked her up, and positioned her on the wall.
He unzipped his pants and began to slide his dick into her. He stroked her like she was a new toy, very aggressively—the way she seemed to want it. He pounded her over and over, licking her breasts until he came inside her, jerking his body as his come left his dick. He slowly let her down. She grabbed her gown and put it on. He zipped up his pants, turned the switch off, and walked her back to her changing room. As she walked into the room, she turned to him and said, “I’ll see you next week.”
Nedia saw Maurice during his lunch break and asked him about his day. He told her he knew his wife had called her about the situation from the night before. “Dr. Aiden must be very special to have you calling her name out in your sleep,” she said.
He stared at her as though he were a deer caught in headlights. Nedia told him that he needed to make sure he was not cheating, because it would not be good. He kept expressing that he was not cheating and that he had patients all day. She looked at him as if to say “whatever.” She laughed his explanation off and reminded him of his weekly appointment that afternoon. He told her tha
t he remembered the meeting. She told him to have a nice lunch and left.
Nedia immediately called Bevelyn to give her the update she had been waiting on. Nedia told Bevelyn she was not sure who the doctor was because she had not heard of a Dr. Aiden. Bevelyn was not swayed, as she felt it was someone who had been overlooked. Nedia suggested that Bevelyn relax about the situation. Nedia assured Bevelyn that she would let her know if she found anything out.
Bevelyn was still upset about this mysterious woman and needed an outlet. She decided to call her friend who enjoyed having her as breakfast, lunch, or dinner. He was an older gentleman with lots of cash to give her, which she loved to take. She called him and asked him to meet her at an exclusive restaurant in the next town.
Bevelyn arrived at the restaurant in a long blue dress that had slits up to her thighs on both sides. She walked into the empty restaurant where only the wait staff was present. She spotted a single red rose in a vase and two glasses of wine. Both chairs were pulled together instead of on either side of the round table. She sat at the table, and in walked her date.
He was a little chubby due to age but still very handsome. He stood in the doorway in a three-piece suit. She rose to greet him as he walked over. He gave her a kiss on the cheek and sat in the chair beside her. The waiter announced that their order had been fulfilled and would be right out.
“How did you know what I wanted?” she asked in a seductive voice.
“I always know what you want,” he answered while laying his hand on her thigh.
The food was served, and everyone disappeared. He leaned in to kiss her and pulled her leg across his as he kissed her. He slid his fingers up her dress until he could touch the G-string covering her warm pussy.
“What did you wear that for?” he asked while trying to move it out of his way.
“For you to use your mouth to remove it.”
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