by Ty Haven
Music is playing in the background; something like some Kem and Anthony Hamilton. Something we can chill too that creates a nice mood. "Just sit back and relax as I prepare our meal..." I said and she did just that. She is so wonderful. So beautiful. Radiant. We exchanged small talk while I prepared our meal. I offered her a Margarita while waiting on the fish to be done. I opened the windows while the ceiling fans blew the salty beach air in. The smell of delicious seafood began to fill the air. I spent time telling her stories of events and funny moments of my childhood. She has such a funny laugh, so I kept the stories going, pausing when she wanted to ask questions or for her to get her laugh out. It’s unique as it completely compliments her divinity. She is, in her entirety, poetic.
We ate a wonderful dinner and spent time exchanging stories of more and more laughter. She had some interesting stories of her own. The wine helped to make things more relaxing I think because the stories just kept coming and coming. This is the most we’ve talked in a while. So long to where we completely lost track of time. I had no idea what time it was, but I had to show her something. So I took her hand and walked her out to the beach on a full blue moonlit night. She doesn’t utter a word. She’s just taking it all in. So we sit on the beach while leaning on each other. On this night, we had the most intense, deep, longest conversation I've ever had with anyone in my life. We completely let ourselves go and talking about any and everything.
We made the exact most of the moment with exchange of a comfortable, relaxed, reassured, company of togetherness. I actually watched the moon move across the sky that night. We had to have been out there for hours upon hours... ...zzz...zzz... I dozed off... And fell asleep... I was so tired and tipsy... All I can remember is her saying is, "Let’s get you to bed."
The sun hit me in my eyes and I smelled something good... I got up, brushed my teeth and walked to the kitchen where she stood cooking breakfast in her panties!!!!! That meant I did something right last night. She's digging me just as much as I'm digging her. I was suspended in time wishing and wanting her to be forever mine. I want us to come to this beach house and have these moments together for life. Such a beautiful fantasy?
Chapter 23: After Breakfast
For a moment I got lost in time because I mistakenly gazed into her eyes. She’s my living, breathing, real, fantasy... A pulse of electricity rushed from the base of my spine and up to my neck to then disappeared into my mind...It just happened, again. That pulse. The conversation we're having about life is bringing a tear to my eye while watching her display her passion in words as we vibe. I speak, she hears me, and then subsequently she responds with fervent words to further our projected thoughts. In the midst of this happening I can't help but wonder and want to know more about her.
Then it happens. She sheds two tears because we both know what has now become crystal clear. Love activating and overtaking the conversation. I penetrated her heart with my words just as she opened up my eyes. Our souls are dancing together on the ceiling as we hold no account of time while it passes by. We both know what’s happening and we can’t resist it. My guard is down and I can do nothing about it. There it is my heart. I’m falling deeper and deeper. With her hand, she reaches in, through my body and into my chest. Deeper does her hand travel.
That’s it. She has found my soul. I’m a little afraid, while this sweet sense of soulful pleasure encourages me to let this continue. In this moment she makes contact with the inner most me. And our two souls agree. This is love... Without even touching, we made love. Now we're connected and we now share a bond. I can’t help but only lock eyes with her in silence. My natural eyes aren’t operating because all I can now see is my galaxy. I'm seeing my world in her eyes. In this moment, I realize that she is my center. Now that she’s entered the inner-most part of my being. She is my Eve. My eve-rything. Hours upon hours pass as we understand this relation of togetherness.
To complete this unity we physically come together by means of the most overlooked action, a hug, and just like that, this is how it happens. I stand, and then she stands. I step toward her, and then she steps toward me... Lastly, we just hug each other in embrace of this union as we engage in the utter most intimate kiss of love.
Chapter 24: Bonding
As we begin our day, I realize I want love on her forever in this way. She is a special kind of love to me. Wow, I can’t believe I’m saying that. I realize though, that I am the happiest I have been in such a long time. I can’t stop grinning.
While she’s in the shower, I place the sundress that I purchased for her on top of the bed, wrapped so fancy, by the department store’s staff. Is that singing I’m hearing from the shower...huh. I like it... A woman needs her space, and time to get ready, so I walk outside to give her some time to take a moment and soak in the powerful moments we had today.
I must admit. I'm taken by the means of her beauty in its full consumption as it rejuvenates my soul. This love is reciprocated. I'm so attracted to her. After a few moments, I decided to walk back in and check on her. I assumed that she had plenty of time to get dressed as I walked back into the room. She was still in the shower. I became concerned, so I went in the bathroom to check on her.
I found Serenity grasping heart in the shower. I wasn't sure how to respond so I remained quiet and tried to slowly back away, but it was too late. She was looking dead at me. "Are you ok?" I asked. "Yes. I just needed a minute. I don't know what to say. I’m trying to make sense of what my heart is saying. I'm sorry it's taking me so long. Just give me a few more moments and I’ll be ready “Serenity responded. I then said, "Take as much time as you need. I'm never leaving. I’ll just be right outside waiting for you, beautiful." These feelings are unfamiliar. I think this is what it must feel like being on the moon. It feels like you are floating and can literally fly so high. Arisen. Yeah, I guess I'm on the moon. Twenty minutes later she steps out of the room. She looks down beaming at the sundress that I brought her and does a twirl. I’m so glad she likes it.
I made sure that my outfit was coordinated with hers. Again, with assistance from the department store staff. My shorts, collared shirt, and low top shoes are perfectly fitting for today. "Let’s head into town." I said as I walked us to our scooter. She looks puzzled and says: “What’s that? It doesn't seem like the ride we rode here on last night!" I smiled and said, "Oh... We're coolin' today! Besides I’m sure you would like to pick out some accessories to match your sundress. Hop on and lets head into town."
Off we go! The air is so nice. The sky is a perfect blue. I take glances in the mirror to see the wind blowing Serenity’s hair. She has that natural curly fro, so she doesn’t care about the wind blowing it. She looks so happy. That only means that I'm doing something right! We spend the entire day laughing and doing silly things together. I even give her a quick lesson in driving this scooter that I rented for the day. I let her drive us around for the rest of the day. She does pretty well, actually. I'm cracking up laughing at her as she driving this scooter around like it’s a stunt bike!!! We have lunch and ice cream. Her butter pecan ice cream looks sooo good and easily she senses my desires to have a taste. Without me even having to ask, she offers some to me. Damn, my nose is wide open. After about two hours of touring the town, I had to take over and drive because sitting behind her like that was beginning to make my nature rise. I'll end this thought by just saying, I'm loving on you.
Chapter 25: The Delight-Full Evening
Dinner was even better. We ate oysters and grill shrimp. We finished off with some of the finest wine. Its time to relax, so we retired to our beach quarters. A powerful day it was as we intertwined our soulful energy. I tried to keep my innate nature to mate under wraps. Her beauty...Her natural scents could not escape my animalistic yearning desire to breathe her aroma into my lungs. I could taste her in the air as it moved over my tongue. My beastly deposition was consuming my thoughts. While she looked away, I fought my urges by grinding my teeth. I'm thirsty for her body that tastes li
ke pineapples and honey.
I savagely make fists with my hand. Shit! I need to gain control. I don’t want her thinking this is all I want us doing all weekend. I take deep breaths…In and Out... I'm in control... I'm cool... I'm slowly calming down.. She goes to shower for the evening, so I decide to take a cold shower as well in the guest bathroom. Cold, ice cold as the water runs down my body. Tonight, I plan to watch movies while falling asleep together. This is working, I'm feeling much better. Much better. Now I can turn the shower temperature up, but I still can't look down at my dick because I'm afraid that if I even see it to wash it, it will get hard again. So I gotta wash my dick with a blind eye. This is sad; I know...I have strong urges.
Minutes pass by as the raining waters flow down my body like it is cleansing my soul. As I’m taking my time wiping myself, she steps into the doorway. Fully naked. She locks her eyes to meet with mine. She’s looking at me so intensely. She wants the wolf in me and I must grant her desiring wish. I waste no time by walking over to kiss her passionately. My hands caress every inch of her spine, neck, ass, and hips. With that ass, I make sure I get a firm grip to let her know that I intend on handling this shit. She moans as I kiss and suckle her neck. Her lips are mine. She now belongs to me in this beastly chemistry.
Straight into what I want, I pick her up and carry her towards the wall. I guide her legs in my arms then she takes my rod in her hand to guide me into her divinity. Her warm and moist cavity enrages my ferocious masculinity. So wet and ready, my heart pounds so heavy. I enter to exit, stroke for stroke. For every time I enter her den with my shaft, she urges me on with even more moans. As she moans, with my tongue I swallow each and every breathe she takes accompanied by meaningful kisses. I can feel her about to peak; her climax is what I seek. "Give it to me." Are the words I say. She wraps her arms tightly around my neck as I hit her G-spot, perfectly timing my rhythm like seconds to a clock. My lady is about to pop! Then she releases with shakes as her body goes into pleasure overload.
I'm not done. IM NOT DONE!!! I walk with her in my arms over to the bed to begin my feast in between her legs. While she lies on her back, I slide down to the menu to set her legs in position. I then lock down her hips with my arms. Now it’s time to eat. Slow tongue lashing like a whip, is the way I taste her other sweet lips. A delicacy she is to me. She's pushing my head trying to control herself from uncontrollably Cumming over and over in the bed. Don't worry my tasty sweet; I'm never messy when I eat. It’s no use trying to control yourself from what I’m doing to your body. Just let your juices go whenever they want to flow. This won't stop until I have had my fill. So my question is. Will you cum again, because I want more of this succulent honey.
Chapter 26: On the Way Home
Our last night before we depart. We hold each other while listening to the waves under the night sky watching the camp fire. This is the moment when I think it's best to peel off some layers. Here goes... "I was once before in love. At least I thought I was. For four years I shared my life with a woman only to have my heart ran amuck. She drove over it with a Mack dump-truck. And that’s been a little over a year." She grabbed my hand a little tighter and said, "What happened?" I said, "I found out that she had been with another man. I was to busy saving up for the engagement ring.
Working doubles and taking up jobs on the weekend. I thought I was doing the right thing. I now realize that it wasn't all her fault. I was also to blame. I didn't listen, I didn't change. I just thought she complained. And that’s how it happened, her sleeping with someone another man. It was my lack of attention to her as a woman. I treated her like just a friend, a lady, but not a queen, a woman. I missed all the cues, like why to buy her flowers and such. Enough of me. I've grown since then..." She seemed like she was going to speak, but she said nothing and kissed me again and again.
The next morning we departed. It was a slow and easy ride back as I reflected on how well our time was spent. She is, heaven sent. She’s so lovely. I’m such a lucky man.
As I pull up to her house there stands a man with a heavy look on his face. Immediately, I feel like I've been played. I shut off the bike in her driveway to hear what these two have to say. She gets off my bike and begins to walk towards him. "Why are you here!" she said. "So this is what you’re off doing, firkin bikers on the weekend!" Says Mr. Motherfucker. Yeah that’s the name that I gave him. By this time I already took my helmet off, just in case shit jumped off. I said, "Look, I don’t know you. You don’t know me, but seemingly, you know her more than me. Usually, I don’t put up with this shit, but today, I really want to hear this." She turned to me and said, "This is.. Was my fiancé..."...? He cut her off and said, "So, you leave me at the alter on our wedding day 3 months ago, you don’t answer my calls, only for me to find you riding around with a biker? This is so past fucked up! Fuck you!"
That’s all I needed to hear. So I put back on my helmet and strapped up, fired up my bike, and started turning it around to be up out this bitch! My music is turned up, so from this point on I'm tuning out whatever she or they have to say. That’s it. I'm where I need to be. (VVVRRRAAAHHHH!!!!!!!...) I rev up my motor. I Roar my motor and smoke them the fuck out with my tires while burning out, making them disappear in my mirrors. I scream inside my helmet, “Fuck both y'all motherfuckers!!!” I peel out like the devil is chasing me himself without looking back.
Chapter 27: Soul-Squeeze
Riding..
I'm playing music just trying to get away from her. I'm so fucking mad!!! And mostly, I'm hurt... I just don't care anymore, I'm driving my motorcycle so fast, so reckless... Why? Simply my mind is completely on her... I'm asking myself how? I was weak. I let her in... No, she bombarded her way into me.
Interruptions...She’s calling and calling my phone. It’s going off in my ear disrupting my damn music. No! I'm not speaking to her... I'm angry, mad; she’s a cold hearted evil woman. Moreover, I'm pissed off with myself for falling so easily over her. Silly me... Love blindsided the fuck out of me... This can't be love... I'm full of so many emotions... GOD, please forgive me for my profanity... I cant ease up on the throttle... As I glance at the speedometer it registers 170+ through a intersection. I just don’t give a fuck how fast I'm going. That’s what I get because I know the truth; I’m the real Mr. Nice guy! Posing as a biker. Yeah, I'm not supposed to care, but in truth I'm the hopeless romantic who really wants to love but seems to fall for the wrong women… (Ring, Ring, Ring) She continues to blow up my phone. I have no choice other than to pulling over.
I answer the phone: "YEAH...." She says: “Don’t do this! Please don’t..." I let a few seconds go by because I really don’t want to hear this shit right now. "Look! All this was.. Is a fling.. I get it. I'm supposed to be the rough-rowdy type that you females want for a weekend. Just a fuck to beat it up! Well, I'm not that guy at all. I want love. I want commitment. I want trust. I want unity. So yeah, I'm mister nice guy that you females walk all over, huh? I should've never said anything to you that night at the pool... Its all the same... You're in a relationship with a blue collar type who doesn't hear or notice you, so you fuck me and fulfill your fantasies... You all are the same. You went to bike week to get some dick on the side... That was just some weekend getaway so you and your girls could get over on your man or worse, play the game... I'm a biker. Let’s just let that shit be as it is."
She starts to cry. I say nothing. I could care less if she cries. (Who am I kidding?)
She finally says: "So that’s it? So that’s how you think of me? I love you... I care for you.. You mean so much to me.. (Crying in between words) Yes, ok. I was going to marry him, but he just didn’t "get me." Everything was perfect. We met my freshman year in college and we dated for 6 years. Yes. I did agree to marry him and on that special day, that I thought I always wanted, even dreamed of, I felt empty... I was scared and alone amongst all my friends, his friends, all of our family.. So I ran away and left him at the alter. Do you know how embarrassing and humiliating tha
t was for me? Do you know how horrible I felt for leaving him that way? I felt like poison. Last night when we sat by the fire and you shared your past relationship, it was like you were describing me. I didn't know what to say because to me you sounded like the guy who I left at the altar three months ago."
She’s sobbing. I continue to stay quiet. I'm still in disbelief at what she’s telling me and wondering if I actually believe her or not. I mean, I do want to believe her, but damn this is so hard.
"My girlfriend was there for me and she made me come with her for a weekend because I hadn't shown my face in weeks. I just sat in my apartment alone for I don’t know how long. I didn’t know that I was going to bike week. I didn’t know that I was going to fall in love with you. I kept running into you that day... I was vulnerable and weak, ok!!! I drank all kinds of liquor the week before even coming to, "Bike week. Before I knew it, it was me, my best friend and all of her other friends. I wasn't looking for a fling.. You captivated me... My mind tried to resist you, but my body wanted you so bad.. I needed to be held... It was so hard because you were everything I dreamed of having while in my mind it seemed so wrong... You just kept winning me over... I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU!!!!... Don't you get it! I’m scared. I shake sometimes when I around you. I try my best to hide it. I love you so much. You mean so much to me.. I'm scared because I fell so quickly and I doubt that you could ever feel the same I feel about you!!!" She says.
