“Umm, I haven’t showered.” She said shyly.
Tommy squeezed her thigh and looked up into her eyes. “I’m tryna’ taste how your day was.”
“Dammnnn baby!” Donnie whispered then parted her legs and sucked off all of her lip-gloss.
Tommy chewed the tiny flower on Donnie’s panties like a cartoon Billy-goat pulling them down to her ankles. Balancing herself on his shoulders she stepped out of her underwear completely naked and uninhibited. He sat her down, parted her thighs and buried his face in her crotch. Starting with long licks and a nose bump on her joy button, he smiled and held on tight as she squirmed then he brought in a finger to massage a bit and licked like crazy. He paused to look up and his entire face and head were dripping with her juices. Donnie met his gaze with a relaxed smile. Wiggling his eyebrows he reached over to hit the power button on his stereo and they were serenaded with a steady rotation of slow jams spun by WBLS’ Vaughn Harper on his Quiet Storm radio show, beginning with Luther Vandross and Gregory Hines’ ‘There’s Nothing Better Than Love.’
“C’mere baby.” Donnie whispered pulling Tommy up by his shoulders and they sucked each other’s tongues. “Umm, damn you can kiss.”
“You’ve got some delicious, luscious lips yourself,” Tommy moaned coming up for air.
Donnie smiled then kissed and ran her tongue over the battle scars on his chest and shoulder blade, perks from his profession, then dropped to her knees and unbuckled his pants to return the favor. The head of his penis was poking out of his silk boxers.
“I just love your ass. It’s so perfect.” she giggled cupping his tight cheeks in each hand.
“Ahem-if you’ll notice, that’s not the only thing down there perfect.” Tommy said out the side of his mouth.
Donnie grinned then preceded to perform fellatio on him like it was the biggest, sweetest, juiciest Popsicle she ever tasted and she wanted it to last forever.
After a few minutes Tommy couldn’t take it and backed away. “Keep that up and I won’t be any good to you.” he said trembling.
Donnie giggled and climbed back up his torso then paused when she noticed something that was not there the last time she inspected his body.
“So those are new.” Donnie said eyeing the dark stylized geometric shapes that emblazoned his meaty arms.
“They’re called Adinkra symbols. And they’re from an ancient cloth in Africa called Ashanti Adinkra.”
“Oh really?” Donnie asked fascinated in a dreamy voice, a sponge for his conversation
Tommy nodded and held out his limbs. “Yeah I read about them in this book about Africa. See there are all these different symbols that represent different things on the cloth and it’s used in ceremonies when honoring rites of passage. The one on my left arm is called Okodee Mmowere. It symbolizes strength, bravery and power. This one on my right is called Ohene Aniwa, it represents vigilance, protection, security, and excellence.” he said.
“Wow, you really know your stuff.” Donnie smiled impressed with his sense of style and sophistication that was built on everything that came before, and pointed the way to a lot that was up and coming.
“Yeah well according to the book they’re supposed to protect you and I can use all the help I can get out there on the streets. Know-what-I’m-saying? Besides I can’t see getting something as permanent as a tattoo and it not having any serious meaning.”
“Like a cartoon character, or someone’s name?” Donnie said.
“Precisely,” Tommy nodded, “I remember there was a sign on the wall in the tattoo parlor that says, ‘Ninety-eight percent of all tattoos outlast relationships, so think before you ink.”
“Makes sense.” Donnie lied. Truth be told, she would have loved to see ‘PROPERTY OF DONNIE’ tattooed across his washboard abs with an arrow pointing down South.
“So, you likes?” Tommy asked flexing.
“Oh, I likes. And you chose the right symbols. They definitely describe your character.”
Tommy blushed. Donnie kissed both tattoos then wrapped her arms around him grinding and kissing him as she inched him towards the bed. Tommy stopped short. “Hold on I wanna try something a little freaky.” He said with a gentle kiss.
“Baby I don’t think there’s anything freaky you and I haven’t attempted at least once.” Donnie said while nibbling on his ear. She was so hot she was dripping like an ice cube in a steam room.
“There’s one thing,” Tommy pried her from his waist. “Be right back.” He promised and went into the bathroom then stuck his head back out, “Hey do me a favor.”
“If I get one in return.”
“Take the pillows and the sheets off the bed.”
“The sheets? Baby now is not the time to be changing sheets. If anything, it’s time to mess them up!”
“Donnie just do it.”
“Okay, Okay!” Donnie said and pulled the blanket and sheets from his waterbed.
Tommy came back out carrying a shower curtain and a large bottle of baby oil. He flung the shower curtain out over his bed.
“Here help me, smooth out the ends on your side.” He said. Donnie did what he said and watched as Tommy poured out half the bottle of baby oil onto the curtain.
“Now, get in bed.” Tommy ordered.
Donnie’s eyes stretched wide and she knew this man was going to rock her world. She willingly climbed into bed. “Oh my! You’re right this is new.” She said rolling around. “Umm, it feels slippery, sexy. I like it! Come here baby.”
“No not yet. There’s just one more ingredient. Turn around.” Tommy said motioning her with a twirling finger. Donnie did as he requested and got on all fours with her ass pointed out at him. Licking his lips, he grabbed a Pokka-dot tie lying over the partition and blindfolded her with it.
“I don’t believe you’ve got me acting out some nine and a half weeks type mess!” Donnie smiled.
Tommy climbed into bed with her and emptied the rest of the bottle over her shoulders making her quiver with delight as the oil crept down her body slowly and seductively. Suddenly he pulled her by her ponytail as he massaged her from head to toe then laid her down and played with her body touching her in all the right places her last lover forgot to. Not knowing where his big hands were coming from drove Donnie insane. All the outercourse was making her fiend for intercourse. Her body temperature was rising and she felt as if she was going to explode if she did not have him inside of her right this instant.
She could no longer take it. In a fit of wild of passion, she yanked off the blindfold, climbed on top of Tommy, pinned down his shoulders, bit the wrapper off of a condom, rolled it down his thick throbbing penis and took what she wanted. As soon as Tommy hit her G-spot she began twisting and writhing wildly.
“Oh God! Oh shit! I’m coming! Oh-Oh-Oh-YES! Oh right there! TOMMM-MEEEEE!” she shrieked Tommy’s name like she was in hard labor with 12-pound twins while riding him like a cowgirl. “Oh shit! Fuck!” Donnie said between gasps of air. “Damn-shit! Baby you just boned away all a sista’s hopes and dreams!” Tommy laid there covered with oil, sweat and accomplishment. Across his thick lips was a pretentious smile with his hands behind his back like he was the man. Donnie looked down and shot him a wry look. “Oh, so you think you’re all that?”
“I don’t wanna toot my own horn but, Toot-Toot.” Tommy teased and Donnie rolled her eyes, “Hey you’re the one who said I’ve got the power to bone away hopes and dreams,” he reminded her.
“You know you’re not the only one with skills. In fact, I think it’s high time you learned about P.O.P.” Donnie said then bit on her bottom lip with a devilish smile. Tommy rolled his eyes like whatever then suddenly his shoulders jerked forward like he was having a seizure combined with an exorcism and lifted halfway off the bed moaning and bobbing his head wildly as Donnie contracted the muscles in her pelvis. His eyes closed tight and his mouth was open with a slight smile like he was in another place. A beautiful place. T
hat place was her.
He began to moan, as he came he reached up and grabbed Donnie’s shoulders pulling her to him and thrusted himself deeply inside of her while kissing her passionately. After his orgasm he opened his eyes with an exhausted look. “Wha-what the hell is P.O.P.?” he asked slightly convulsing.
“Power of the Punany! Beep-Beep.” Donnie said with her own arrogant smirk and licked the sweat from his forehead.
The two laughed then for the rest of the night went on a non-stop two-man orgy like a couple of nymphos on death row.
Three hours and five orgasms later, the clouds parted like the legs of a ready lover, as the sun burned brightly through informing Tommy and Donnie how long they had been going at it. Their bodies were exhausted but they felt elated. They wanted to sleep but first they had to clean up the bed so they removed the shower curtain and put it back up in the bathroom then took a shower together. A peck goodnight and Tommy’s eyes dropped like twin guillotines. Donnie watched him and smiled at how sexy he looked sleeping then giggled.
“What’s so funny?” Tommy asked yawning.
“Why is it men always fall asleep immediately after sex?” she asked.
“Well…I can’t speak for all men but I’m sleepy…YAWN…because you wore my…YAWN black…ass…YAWN…the fuck out…” he said and drifted off.
Donnie leaned in and kissed Tommy on his head thinking to herself that, real men, correction Strong men like Tommy were definitely not in the clubs. Afterwards she spooned him and drifted off as well.
Chapter 9
Donnie sat up stretching and looked over at Tommy across the room sitting at the kitchen table sipping on a steaming mug of Taster’s Choice while using a pencil to rewind a Public Enemy cassette after his stereo chewed it up. She smiled thinking longingly of last night. Seeing him sitting there gave her a warm tingly feeling that began at her head and rushed down to her toes. And her eyes said what she would not. That she loved watching him, spending time with him and making love to him.
“Morning sleepyhead,” Tommy smiled devilishly at her nude body.
“What time is it?” Donnie asked covering a yawn.
“Almost noon.” he said twisting the pencil in the cassette to manually wind the tape slack.
“Dang, why is it so hot in here? I know it’s cold out but you got the heat turned up like we’re up in the PJ’s and what-not.” Donnie laughed wiping the sweat beneath her breasts.
“And what does your Ivy League background know about the projects Miss Corporate America?” Tommy teased as he inserted his repaired cassette into his cassette player on the table and smiled when it played.
Donnie wrinkled her brow at Tommy. “Don’t sleep. I can go from the boardroom to the block and keep it real in both places.” she said snapping her fingers.
“Shit, scared of you, Hood Bougie.” Tommy winked shutting off Chuck D’ then went over to the kitchen and grabbed a can of dog food.
Mayhem snapped to attention at the sound of the electric can opener then scrambled over to her bowl as Tommy emptied a can into her bowl. She sniffed the brown chunks of meat in her bowl then grunted disapprovingly and walked away without touching it.
“Hey where are you going? According to the TV commercials it’s a mouth-watering home-cooked meal in a can.” he said to his dog.
Mayhem twisted at her master with an expression that said, ‘Then you eat it!’ and jumped half onto the bed with Donnie to receive a scratch behind the ears. When they first met Donnie was taken back by her intimidating size and appearance, but she eventually warmed up to the gentle giant when she discovered that Mayhem was nothing more than a big ol’ sweet puppy dog.
“Hey pretty girl,” Donnie said as Mayhem licked her fingers and wagged her tail excitedly. “So what other tricks can she do?”
“Everything but beg. Not her style.” Tommy winked.
“So, how’d you train your dog to do all the things she can do?”
“It’s easy when you have a willing participant.”
“Oh really?”
“That’s right. You see Mayhem’s not your average pooch. In fact, I’m positive she was human in a past life,”
“How come you never mated her? I’ll bet she’d make some beautiful pups,”
“I tried once. A buddy of mines had a Rottweiler. But it was a catastrophe. As soon as the other dog tried to climb on she went off. Almost killed him. So since then I never tried.”
Donnie smiled at Mayhem, “Tell him a girl likes to be romanced before she’s climbed on top off. Ain’t that right?” Mayhem panted a jovial response.
“Whatever.” Tommy said as he washed his hands before coming out of the kitchenette with his arms behind his back. “Okay ladies break it up you two. Hey baby close your eyes and open your mouth and I’m gonna give you a big surprise.”
Donnie closed her eyes smiling. “It’d better not be that stuff Mayhem wouldn’t eat.” She said and Tommy laughed as he fed her a fork full of Salmon cakes and grits. “Umm this is good. You made this?” she asked smacking her lips.
“No doubt!” Tommy nodded proudly. “I seldom cook but depending on the company, I’ve been known to chef it up a little somethin’-somethin’.”
Donnie shook her head in awe. “I swear, every time I think I have you figured out and labeled under completely predictable, you show some new wonderful side of yourself that messes up my whole system.”
Tommy blushed, “Well thank my Nana. She’s the one who taught me how to cook. She would always tell me if I wanted to catch a woman I should know how to cook because it’s not fair to expect her to do it all the time.”
“Well my Grandmother had a different philosophy about landing the opposite sex. She’d say to me, chile, if you want to catch a man then you have to be a cook in the kitchen, a maid in the living room and a whore in the bedroom.’”
“Well I can’t vouch for the cooking and cleaning but Grandma damn sure got that last part right Miss P.O.P.!” Tommy laughed as he brought her over a tray filled with food.
Donnie took one look at the smorgasbord and held out her hand like a traffic cop. “You know what? Let’s do this at the table, I can’t eat on your bed.” she said bobbing around like a beach ball.
“Fine by me.” Tommy said and placed the food back on the table then went into the refrigerator for some orange juice. When he turned back his face scrunched up at Donnie. “Hold up. Is that sugar you’re sprinkling on your grits?”
“Yeah, that’s how I like them,”
“Look, it could be some salt and pepper, butter, even some hot sauce…but sugar? Nah, you gots to go.” He smirked.
As they laughed over her odd choice for seasoning her grits, he noticed she had slipped into one of his oversized shirts and it made him think about how Nicky had on his shirt the other night. He looked up and was snatched from his trance as Donnie waved in his face
“Did you hear one word I said?” she asked.
“Oh, sorry I had something on my mind.”
“Sure it wasn’t someone?”
“So anyway, what were you saying?” Tommy asked not wanting to go there.
“Actually, it was a question. I was asking what are you doing today?”
“I have to find this doll my sister wants for her birthday. And speaking of which, what are you doing this Friday?”
“Working beside that no plans, why?”
“Well I was wondering if you’d like to come to her party.”
“Whoa, I-um.” Donnie was speechless.
“Bad idea, me asking right?”
“No, no it’s not that. I’m just a little surprised that you invited me to a family function.”
“It’s no big deal.” Tommy said feeling guilty about his ulterior motives since if Corbin was not coming there would not have been any need to invite her.
“It is a big deal and of course I’ll come. I’d be honored to. So, I’ll finally get to meet your mother.”
“Yeah, but if she asks don’t tell her how we met.”
“Why not? Doesn’t she know what you do?”
“Oh hell no! Not Carla Pinkney. Our relationship is crazy enough as it is. If she knew, she’d go ballistic. Probably break out the belt and whoop my ass. So if she asks, make something up.”
“I think you’d better handle that. I’m not trying to lie to your mother.”
Tommy rolled his eyes. “Fine.”
“So who’s going to be there?”
“Well it’s just some of my crazy family, my parents, and oh yeah, my ex and her boyfriend. Nobody really!”
Donnie looked up from a fork of grits. “Your ex-wife’s gonna be there?”
“Um-uh yeah.” Tommy said darting his eyes around and quickly sipped his coffee.
“I see. And out of curiosity, why is she and her new boyfriend going to be there?”
“Well it’s um, gonna be at our-her. Her place.” He said covering his mouth and tripping over his words.
Donnie glared with her arms folded over her chest. “I see. So basically, you’re only inviting me to show your ex that you have somebody too?”
Tommy wrinkled up his face. “You got it all wrong. I just figured it would be nice to meet some of my family since they’re all going to be under the same roof.”
Donnie twitched her lips. “A minute ago it was no big deal. Now you figured it would be nice if I met your family.” she said thinking how if Pumpkin knew this she would never let her hear the end of it. “So why is Tee-Tee having her party at your ex-wife’s house?”
Tommy was not in the mood to talk. Quiet as it was kept he wanted to get back in bed and bump bellies but if he didn’t answer her it wasn’t going to happen. “Okay it’s like this. Remember when I told you how my sister’s mentally disabled?” Donnie nodded. “Well back when I was married Tee-Tee was always over, and she and Nicky became real close. Ever since our divorce they don’t see each other as much. Actually, at all and Tee-Tee wanted to have her party there. Kinda’ like for old times’ sake.”
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