by M. E. Nesser
“Trust me, you’ll like what I have planned. Roll onto your stomach. Here, put these pillows under your stomach so that beautiful ass is in my face.”
She did exactly as I instructed. I rubbed the insides of her legs so she was forced to spread them wider. I knew her body was primed and ready for me. I eased myself into her.
“How does that feel?” I asked her.
“Great,” she mumbled into the pillow.
As I began thrusting my body into hers, I reached my hand under her stomach and found her clit. I cupped my hand around her as I pounded my body into her from behind. I buried my mouth into the back of her neck. “You are so tight and wet. I don’t think I’ll ever get my fill of you,” I told her.
“I don’t want this to ever end either, Chad. I really, really like it this way. Please don’t stop. I need more,” she begged.
Who was I to deny my little vixen what she wanted? My one hand found her breast while my other hand continued to rub her clit. I sucked on the side of her face, her ear, and her neck. It felt like I was melting into her back. We were one person, one heartbeat, and one love.
When we finished we fell into an exhausted slumber. We were intertwined like two lovers who couldn’t get enough of each other, which was exactly what we were.
36
Emily
We spent the entire day together on Sunday. We made love, studied, ate, and made love some more. I never knew my body could be so responsive. I felt more alive than I had ever felt in my entire life. I was falling hard for this man, and I had never been happier.
Although our night was magical, the next day reminded me of the stressors we were dealing with. The fact that my ex was pressing charges against Chad made me furious. I was a nervous wreck all day Monday waiting for Chad to call me about how the hearing went.
I was leaving class at four o’clock when my phone rang. It was Chad. “How’d it go?” I asked nervously.
“Happy to say it’s over. Martin was a nervous wreck. He hired an attorney who knew that the case was frivolous but was getting paid to represent him. Martin sat there very quietly and deliberately refused to make any eye contact with me. I don’t think he expected me to show up. I’m glad I had an attorney with me. I don’t think he expected that either. It was apparent that our presence made him very uncomfortable.
“The judge listened to each attorney make a statement, and then he asked Martin to stand. He asked him if he really felt threatened by me. Since he was in a court of law and we all had been sworn in to tell the truth and nothing but the truth, so help me God, he couldn’t lie. He said he didn’t really feel threatened. He was just pissed off that you dumped him and moved on so quickly.
“He told the judge he wanted you to be his future wife, and he didn’t appreciate me getting in the way. He sounded like a whiny kid who didn’t get what he asked Santa for Christmas. He should have said nothing, because his tirade made him sound pathetic. The judge told him he had to pay a fine for wasting everyone’s time and dismissed the case. And that was it. It’s over.”
I was so relieved. “That’s great, Chad. I think we need to celebrate!” I told him.
“I agree. I need to go back to my apartment. Pick a time and place, and I’ll meet you,” he said.
At first I thought about going to Pane Vino, but then I realized I wanted our celebration to be private. I called the restaurant and asked for an order to take home. I sent Chad a message to meet me at my place. I took a cab to the restaurant, picked up the food, and then went home to get things ready. I put the food in the oven set on a low temperature to keep it warm. I took a shower and put on a silk negligee and robe. I brushed my hair out and put a little makeup on. I felt so much prettier since I met Chad.
I opened a bottle of wine and set out two glasses. I dimmed the lights and lit candles randomly throughout the apartment. I put on a Motown love songs mix. It was my favorite type of music. I was singing to Teddy Pendergrass when the doorman let me know Chad was here. I told him to send him up. I was waiting with the door open when he got off of the elevator.
“Damn, you look fantastic,” he said as he walked toward me. He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me into an urgent kiss.
“Why, thank you, Mr. Baldwin. Please come in.”
“If I didn’t know better,” he said, “I’d say you’re trying to seduce me.”
I had to laugh. “That is exactly what I plan to do. But let me feed you first. I need you to have as much energy as possible.”
We had the fabulous meal and most of the wine. He told me more about the proceeding. As a law student, I had a ton of questions for him. When he told me everything he could think of, I decided it was time to change our focus. I stood up and walked in front of him.
“Please turn your chair so you’re facing me,” I said politely.
He turned his chair and watched me. I slid the robe off of my shoulders. The negligee was rose colored and very see-through. I pushed his knees together so I could straddle his thighs and sit on his lap facing him. He didn’t protest. I got very close to his face. He closed his eyes, expecting me to kiss him. I went for his ear instead of his mouth. Whenever he sucked on my ear, I became extremely aroused. It was my turn to try it out on him.
As I made love to his ear, I found myself grinding against him. I didn’t have panties on, and the texture of his jeans against me felt very provocative. I felt him get harder as the minutes went by. He let me set the pace and the friction. I liked being in control. It was exciting.
There was no time to move this party to any other room. I needed to take him now, like this. I leaned back so I could undo his pants. I set his penis free and stroked it lovingly. The tip of his body was wet, so I used it to get him even more ready. I stood up just enough so I could sit back down on top of him. It felt so deliciously deep this way. I loved being on top and in control of the momentum.
The kitchen chair was the perfect height for us to do it this way. He used his hands to help me keep the rhythm steady. The front of my body rubbed perfectly against his low stomach. The friction was driving me wild. I picked up speed, and the sound of our bodies slapping against one another added to the intensity of the moment. Chad found my breast with his mouth and was sucking on it with a determination that pooled every sensation between my legs.
I was digging my nails into his back and moaning into his ear while I rode him up and down. Marvin Gaye started to sing about making love while we panted and drove ourselves deeper into the abyss of pure sexual pleasure. I wanted our release to come as close together as possible. I had already learned that he became even more engorged right before he came, and that made my orgasm that much more intense.
My breathing was becoming so labored, I could barely take it. I needed to get there. “Chad, please…” I begged. He slid his hips down the chair just slightly, which changed the angle. It was just enough for my body to rub against his even harder. This man was brilliant. “Oh yes…yes,” I moaned into the top of his head.
“C’mon baby…C’mon…Now,” he muttered into my breast. I felt his rhythm change as he found his release. His sharp, erratic movements were exactly what I needed to get exactly where I needed to be. It was incredible how in sync our bodies were.
Even though we were sated, I couldn’t press my body close enough. I wanted to melt into him. Every part of me was electrified. I couldn’t imagine ever having the need for a vibrator again. There was no comparison to the sensations I could find with this incredibly masculine and sexual man.
I didn’t realize I had basically collapsed on him. My head rested on his shoulder, and my eyes were closed. I was cherishing every feeling that was passing through my body. I felt his hand rub my back. God that felt good.
“You alive in there?” I heard him ask me.
“Hmm,” was all I could articulate.
Chad stood up, with our bodies still joined. His pants fell to the floor, and I felt him step out of them. I’d think about how clever that was at
another time. He started walking toward the bedroom still carrying me with such ease. My arms were around his neck, and our bodies were still connected. Didn’t he ever get soft? You’d think he would naturally have fallen out of me by now.
He gently set me down on the bed and lay on top of me. He was still inside of me. Things felt very wet, which added to the sensuality of the moment. He kissed me lovingly. His one hand was tangled in my hair, and the other one found my breast. I thought my body was depleted, but I guess I was wrong.
My hips had a mind of their own. They began to writhe beneath him. I increased the pressure of our kissing.
“My little vixen needs more?” he asked me with a seductive laugh.
Looking into his dark-blue eyes made me melt. “I just can’t seem to get enough. It’s your entire fault, though, you know. If you weren’t so fucking sexy, I’d be sound asleep right now,” I said mockingly.
“You can sleep in a little while. It’s my turn to control the ride.”
He started small circular movements with his hips that felt incredible. This was new. I liked the way this felt. I lifted my legs up like he taught me, so he could get deeper inside of me.
“I want to try something. If it’s uncomfortable, we can try something else. Okay?” he asked me.
“I’m game for anything,” I assured him.
I watched him closely as he raised himself up on his arms and put them behind my thighs so my legs were right next to my face. Holy crap, that took the meaning of deep to a whole other level. I’m not sure I even realized I was this flexible. His rotating hips and deep penetration made me see stars. Chad told me he wanted to make each time we had sex memorable. He was doing an incredible job keeping that promise. He just kept coming up with new ways to rock my world. I felt like I needed to go to church and thank God for this incredible man who was brought into my life.
I was screaming his name before he even found his momentum. He was able to position his body in the most perfect way against mine so that his pubic bone rubbed against my clit. I couldn’t control the sounds coming out of my mouth or the feelings pulsating between my legs.
“Oh my God, oh my God…” I found myself yelling. I couldn’t get enough. I was spiraling out of control and didn’t care if he was able to join me or not. I felt like a junky that was trying to get her next fix. “Please Chad, get me there!” I screamed.
“Hang on, angel, I’ve got this.” And he did. Nonsensical words and sounds were flowing out of me. Everything was shaking. I came so hard, I got dizzy. I felt the electricity from my head to my toes. It was, by far, the most intense orgasm I had ever experienced.
It was so strange. Every time I thought he took me to a new height, he found a way to make it even better. This man did things to my body I didn’t think were even possible. I was undeniably relaxed and completely depleted. It was the most incredible feeling in the entire world.
37
Chad
I was so relieved the case against me was dropped. Martin acted foolish in the courtroom. He mustn’t have expected me, not only to show up, but also to show up with an attorney. I was very glad I did. He never looked my way or made eye contact with me. What a coward.
He looked like he was afraid of his own shadow. He kept his head down, and his right knee bounced nervously up and down the entire time. The whole procedure was a total waste of time. I knew it, the attorney’s knew it, and the judge knew it. Hell, Martin knew it was a ridiculous lawsuit. Still, I was thankful all of the charges were dismissed so quickly.
I could understand his frustration over having such a spectacular woman break up with him, because, at this point in our relationship, I couldn’t imagine ever letting her go. I don’t think he was capable of appreciating who he was living with. Emily was full of so much passion and vitality, but he didn’t allow that part of her personality to exist. Hell, I’m now convinced she didn’t had a clue what a beautifully, sexual woman she was. In my opinion, he was a total narcissist. He lived on a such a strict schedule that he didn’t take the time to appreciate the woman standing by his side. His neglect had pushed her away. I was very thankful. His loss was definitely my gain.
My relationship with Emily progressed much more quickly than I’d ever imagined. It should have frightened me, but it didn’t. It felt so right. I was completely captivated by her. She was brilliant, interesting, and sexy as hell. Our physical attraction to one another was so intense that her sexual inexperience didn’t last very long. She was embracing her sexuality in the most beautiful way. She was becoming more confident each time we were together.
Every time we made love I felt like we were getting closer, emotionally and physically. Intellectually we were extremely compatible and focused on our studies, which made us capable of communicating on a whole different level. I’d never felt that connected with any woman in my entire life. Even though we hadn’t been dating for very long, I was convinced Emily was the one.
It was pretty crazy to be thinking that way already, but it was the path I could see in front of me. I couldn’t wait to introduce her to my folks. They’d always been very honest about how they had felt about my girlfriends in the past. Their opinions were very important to me.
First Emily would have to meet my sister. She was never one to hide her feelings about the people I dated either. Nora was flying in that weekend to check out a few schools in New York. I was a little nervous about her meeting Emily. Not that I wasn’t proud of my girlfriend—she was just different from anyone I had ever dated before. It was going to be interesting to see what my sister thought of her.
I was picking Nora up from the JFK airport at 7:00 p.m. on Thursday. My apartment was small, so I was going to give her my bed, and I was going to sleep on the couch. She had two interviews on Friday: one at Columbia and one at NYU. She was taking a red eye back to California Sunday around midnight.
As I was thinking about Nora, my phone rang.
“Hi, Emily, what a nice surprise. What’s up?”
“I was just thinking about your sister visiting and realized your apartment is pretty small for the two of you. Why don’t you guys stay here with me? There’s enough bedrooms for all of us to have our own. It would be a lot more comfortable.”
“That’s very generous of you to offer. But don’t you think it might be strange?”
“Why? She knows we’re dating. I live in an oversized four-bedroom penthouse. I think she’d like it here.”
“I know she’d love it there. Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. I wouldn’t have offered if I weren’t.”
“You know what’s weird? I was just thinking about our sleeping arrangements, and here you are calling me about it. I’ll ask her what she thinks and get back to you. If she likes the idea, will you let me sneak into your bedroom in the middle of the night for a quickie?”
“Is your sister a sound sleeper?”
“I’ll be quiet.”
“You haven’t been quiet so far, so I can’t say I believe you.”
“I’ll try really hard. I promise.”
“I’ll think about it. For now, see what she thinks, and let me know. I’d like to get the guest rooms clean if she’s going to stay.”
“Don’t put yourself out. You have enough to do.”
“No worries. Dad has a woman who cleans his apartments and offices…I’ll give her a call. It’s not a big deal.”
“Well…thank you again. I’ll give her a call now and let you know.”
“Sounds good. See you tomorrow.”
“Bye, babe.”
Emily was a very thoughtful woman. It was as if she were reading my mind. I had been thinking about how tiny my apartment was, and she’d offered a solution. I worried about what my sister would think. I guessed it was as good a time as any to give her a call.
“Hey, little sis, what’s going on?”
“Nothing. Just packing for the weekend. I’m really excited to see New York.”
“You’re
going to love it. It’s such a different feel from the West Coast.”
“You still meeting me at the airport?”
“Sure am. Just wondered how you’d feel about staying at my girlfriend’s place.”
“Why? What’s wrong with yours?”
“It’s the size of a shoebox. Emily lives in a huge four-bedroom penthouse in this uber-rich neighborhood. I think you’d love it. It’d definitely be more comfortable.”
“Sure. I’m game.”
“Great. I’ll let Emily know. See you tomorrow.”
“See ya, Chad.”
That was a lot easier than I’d thought. Now I had to let Emily know that Nora agreed to stay at her place.
Emily sounded excited when I called her back. She said she was looking forward to finally meeting one of my family members. I felt bad that she was so adamant about having the apartment cleaned, but she insisted. The place was spotless, but there was nothing I could say to change her mind. She wanted everything to be perfect.
She offered to have dinner ready after I picked up my sister. I told her I didn’t want her to waste time cooking.
“Are you crazy, Chad?” she said with a laugh when I told her I didn’t want her to have to make anything. “I can’t cook! Did you forget that my favorite uncle owns one of the best Italian restaurants in this city?”
“I wasn’t sure what you meant. I just don’t want you to go to any trouble,” I told her honestly.
“Unless you’ve forgotten, when I was growing up I had an absentee mother and a father who was too busy building his empire to bother teaching me how to cook. Uncle Todd has been my saving grace for as long as I can remember when it comes to eating. Besides, he’s my godfather and has always doted on me. His love and attention saved me when my folks split.”
“I didn’t realize he was such a big part of your life,” I commented.
“Are you kidding? If it wasn’t for him and his wife, Tammy, I don’t know what I would have done. They have three awesome kids, so Sara and I would often go there after work when Dad had to work late. When Aunt Tammy would take their kids to the museum, park, or zoo, for example, she always included us. It was nice being around a couple that was devoted to each other and obviously in love. I needed that reassurance that not every relationship was doomed to fail.”
