Wildflower

by Imari Jade

  He handed her one of the mugs.

  “Thank you.”

  “My mother said my father swept her off her feet when they first met. He said it was love at first sight.”

  Aliya sat down. “Don’t you believe that two people can meet and fall instantly in love?”

  Kolby shrugged and sat down on the sofa beside her.

  The firelight from the hearth danced in her eyes.

  “Since they’re still together I think maybe he’s right.”

  “I would love to have that kind of relationship,” Aliya said. She sipped her coffee.

  “What kind of relationship?” Kolby asked.

  “A spontaneous one where the guy sweeps me off my feet, marries me, and stays with me for the rest of my life.”

  “Ah, you’re a romantic. I don’t think those kind of relationships exist anymore.”

  “People don’t really try,” Aliya said.

  Kolby put his cup down, took Aliya’s away from her, and then kissed her.

  “What are you doing?” she asked against his lips.

  “Being spontaneous,” Kolby answered as he deepened the kissed. The next thing he knew they were rolling around on the sofa like two randy teens.

  Chapter Seven

  “Ah!” Aliya screamed as Kolby’s dick entered her. Talk about spontaneity, the man had literally swept her off her feet and carried her bodily into the bedroom next to the den. He’d taken the shirt from her body, exposing her nudeness to him and began sucking on her nipples like a baby. After that everything just started happening so fast— not that she was complaining. He dug a rubber out of the night stand, buried his face into her pussy to get the juices churning, and then mounted her. And he was packing some long and heavy artillery.

  “You are so tight,” Kolby said as he thrust into her. “And warm.”

  “Thanks,” Aliya said as she rolled her bottom. She’d only been with one guy and that was a very long time ago. But she had known Jerome a lot longer than she knew Kolby.

  Kolby raised her behind and buried his cock in a far as it would go.

  “Oh shit,” Aliya said. “I’m cumming.” She scratched at his back as the orgasm ripped through her. She felt her feminine liquids flowing out of her, drenching his cock. Kolby used it to continue to ride her. For a quiet guy he sure knew how to work that thing.

  Kolby pulled out and flipped her over on her stomach.

  “You have a stellar ass,” he said as he used a pillow to prop her up so he could take her that way.

  Aliya helped by getting to her knees.

  “Oh lawd,” she moaned as he impaled her from behind. Kolby had her packed tight like sardines in a can, and she loved every minute of it. He kept her booty bouncing, whether he used the palm of his hand to smack it a couple of times or just with his thrusting. He had her coming again in minutes with his deep thrusts. “Ooh, Kolby, I’m cumming again,” Aliya said as her body shook.

  “You just come all you want, darling, I’m here for your pleasure.”

  She could cum just by hearing him speak.

  Kolby pulled out to give Aliya a chance to rest. He lay down beside her.

  “Enough rest,” Aliya said as she rolled over. She wasn’t going to stop as long as he still had an erection. “Prop it up for me,” she told him as she stood over him.

  Kolby put his cock in the palm of his hand.

  Aliya lowered herself down.

  “Careful, sweetheart,” he warned. “I don’t want you to get injured.”

  Just because she hadn’t been with many guys didn’t mean she didn’t know what she was doing. Jerome taught her well. She continued her descent until she felt their sexes touch. Aliya used her fingers to spread the lips of her pussy.

  “Hot damn,” she cried out as she felt his dick moving inside of her. “This is how we ride.” She rolled her bottom.

  Kolby grasped her by both sides of the hips and helped her up and down on him. He moved her backwards and forwards, stirring up their juices.

  “Never in a million years would I have ever dreamed this scenario,” he said.

  “Rain turns me on,” Aliya admitted.

  “I’ll remember that,” Kolby said slowing down his roll.

  Aliya leaned forward and kissed his chest.

  Kolby shuddered.

  “You’re close, aren’t you?”

  “You have no idea how close,” Kolby said a bit breathless.

  Aliya rolled her pussy against him.

  “What do I have to do to get you off?”

  Kolby lifted her body and flipped her into a position where he was on top of her.

  “Just wrap those legs around my waist and hold on.”

  The man had amazing upper body strength. Aliya wrapped her legs around Kolby’s waist and he went back to work thrusting deep but slower this time.

  Aliya helped by moving her lower body.

  He kissed her breasts.

  Aliya loved that.

  “Here it comes, darling. I’m about to blow the mother lode.”

  Aliya half heard him as another orgasm ripped through her pussy.

  “Ooh we,” Kolby said. “You’re gushing too.”

  Aliya closed her eyes and enjoyed the afterglow. Kolby was still buried deep inside her. He kissed her deeply.

  “I think our bodies like each other.”

  “Yeah,” she uttered.

  “I guess this means we’re dating.”

  “I guess this does.”

  Kolby eased out of her.

  “I think the rain has stopped.”

  Darn. She was hoping for a repeat performance. “We better get back before your mother gets worried.”

  “I’m a grown man,” Kolby said as he stepped off the bed.

  Aliya eyed up his naked ass.

  “Yeah, I know.” She hoped he had a comb somewhere in that cabin because she didn’t want Sonya Patterson to suspect a thing.

  §§§

  “Are you going to see her again?” Hale asked Kolby as they watched Aliya drive away from the ranch the next afternoon after they returned from church.

  “Yeah,” Kolby admitted. “I kind of like her.”

  “I suspected you might,” Hale said. “You looked pretty happy when the two of you returned from the cabin yesterday.”

  “She’s coming back next weekend for another lesson and I’m taking her out to dinner tonight.”

  “Damn,” Hale said. “I never thought you’d fall so fast. Harry is going to be very disappointed.”

  “Harry will just have to get over it. Aliya and I are dating.”

  “You’re what?” Sonya asked from behind him.

  “We’re dating,” Kolby said. “I’m taking her out to dinner tonight.”

  “But you just met her,” Sonya argued. “Why does it have to be her? Why can’t you date a young lady from around here?”

  “I like her,” Kolby said. “And it’s not like we’re going to be walking down the aisle or anything soon. We’re just dating.”

  “You don’t know anything about her,” Sonya said. “For all we know she could have a dark past.”

  “Mama, please,” Kolby said. Usually it took a lot more than this to get on his nerves. “The superintendent of schools personally called and asked her to come and teach here in Brazoria. He must have run a background check on her before hiring her. I thought you would be glad that I finally found someone I can be with.”

  Sonya put her hands on her hips and glared at him.

  “She’s not good enough for you.”

  He had taken about enough of his mother’s bullying as he could.

  “You have no right to say that. There is nothing wrong with Aliya Harris. You, mother, are just jealous.” Kolby entered the house, leaving his mother on the porch with Hale. Unfortunately his brother-in-law would get the brunt of Sonya’s ire. Kolby stomped up the stairs and entered his room.

  Luckily Marissa was still at her friend Darla’s house or she might have heard everything
her grandmother had said. Marissa liked Aliya, and his daughter was a good judge of character. That was enough for him. Maybe it was time for him and Marissa to go looking for another place to live.

  There was a tiny knock at his door hours later as he prepared for his date with Aliya. Kolby opened it. Marissa stood at the other side.

  “Can I come in?”

  “Sure, baby girl,” Kolby said stepping aside. “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing,” Marissa said. “I heard you were going out on a date with Ms. Harris.”

  “And you came to stop me?” Kolby asked.

  Marissa shook her head.

  “I came to make sure you look presentable.”

  Kolby laughed and shut his bedroom door.

  “You’re wearing a suit,” Marissa said.

  “Yes, is something wrong with that?”

  “You don’t even wear a suit to church,” the six-year-old said. “You must really like her.”

  “I do,” Kolby said. “She’s a very nice woman.”

  “I’ll have to agree with you on that, but I don’t think grandma likes her.”

  “That’s her problem,” Kolby said. He wondered what his mother had said around or to Marissa about Aliya.

  “Do you think grandma doesn’t like her because she’s African-American?”

  Kolby sighed. That thought had crossed his mind, but he didn’t think so. He thought it went deeper than color.

  “No. I think grandma is afraid she’s going to lose you and me.”

  “What do you mean?” Marissa asked, sitting down on his bed.

  “Maybe grandma thinks we’ll move away from her.”

  “Will we?”

  “Eventually,” Kolby said. “It wouldn’t be right to put such a burden on her again. She needs to be able to enjoy her life with grandpa alone.”

  “But where would we move?”

  He had been thinking about building the house he originally promised Meredith.

  “We would just move out of the ranch house into a new house on the property,” he said. Even he knew it was best to live close to the ranch in case any problem arose.

  “Is Ms. Harris going to live with us?”

  “I don’t know,” Kolby said. “This is just our first date. She might figure out that she doesn’t like me.”

  “I don’t think that’s going to happen,” Marissa said. “You’re cute and you’re hot.”

  Kolby laughed.

  “What? Where did you hear that from?”

  “Aunt Genieva. She was talking to Ms. Harris at the time and probably didn’t know I was eavesdropping on their conversation.”

  “You know that isn’t right,” Kolby said.

  “Yeah, I never did it again,” Marissa admitted. “What does hot mean?”

  “It means I’m a good man,” Kolby said.

  “Oh, I thought it meant you have a great butt.”

  “Are you sure you’re only six?” Kolby asked his daughter.

  “Pretty sure, but my birthday is coming up quickly.”

  Kolby finished his tie. “How do I look?”

  “Like the little man on the wedding cake,” Marissa said. “I hope you have fun tonight.”

  He hoped so too. Kolby looked at the clock. It was getting late. “I better get going.” He shoved his wallet and car keys into his pocket and put on his watch.

  “Do you want me to wait up for you?” Marissa asked as she followed him out of the room and down the stairs.

  “No, you have school tomorrow. I’ll try to be home early.” He didn’t expect to see his mother and sister waiting for him at the foot of the stairs.

  “You look so handsome,” Genieva said. “Where are you taking Aliya?”

  “To Antonio’s,” Kolby answered.

  “Ooh, that very expensive Italian restaurant,” Genieva said.

  “The food’s good,” Kolby said.

  “You’re wearing a suit,” Sonya said. “I don’t think I’ve seen you in a suit in years.”

  “I thought the change would do me good,” Kolby said. “It’s been a long time since I’ve felt like more than a rancher or a cowboy. Aliya makes me feel like a man.”

  “Don’t stay out to late,” Genieva said. “Aliya has a class to teach tomorrow.”

  “I won’t,” Kolby said. He kissed his mother, Genieva, and Marissa goodbye and left the house.

  “Invite her here for dinner next weekend,” Sonya said.

  Kolby smiled. That meant his mother was adjusting to his decision. He decided to take the town car instead of the truck and headed to town to Aliya’s apartment.

  §§§

  Aliya had never felt so nervous in her life. Genieva had called earlier to let her know that Kolby was on his way. She looked around her room, making sure that she’d put away any panties or bras that might have been dropped when she did her laundry. She’d cleaned the apartment thoroughly when she got home from the ranch, and made sure she washed the clothes she’d taken with her to get the barbecue and horse smells out. Kolby never returned the panties to her. He said he was keeping them as a souvenir. She heard a knock at the door. Aliya grabbed her black purse and walked to the living room. She opened the door.

  “Hello, darling,” Kolby said.

  He had on a suit, a black one that made him look like he’d stepped out of a sexy western.

  “Hey,” Aliya said. “I’m ready.” She locked up the door.

  “Your chariot awaits,” he said, leading her into the elevator.

  She half expected to see Rosie outside tethered to a post. A black sedan would work too.

  Aliya hadn’t remembered laughing so much in a long time. After dinner Kolby took her to Frankie’s. The bar wasn’t exactly what she expected. The people inside weren’t fighting this time but having fun playing darts, listening to music and dancing. Aliya also discovered that Marissa had told the truth. Her daddy was a good dancer— an excellent one.

  “Oh look here,” someone said behind them once they had returned to the table.

  “What are you doing here, Harry?” Kolby asked his cousin.

  “I’m on a date.” He pulled the lucky woman forward. “Becky, this is my cousin Kolby and his date, Aliya Harris. People, this is Becky Brown.”

  “It’s nice to meet you,” Aliya said to Becky. The lady with Harry was cute and young and she looked like a giggler.

  “It’s nice to meet you too,” Becky said with a giggle.

  “Man, do you have on a suit?” Harry asked Kolby. He turned to Aliya. “I don’t know what you did, but I haven’t seen him in a suit in years.”

  “He looks very distinguished,” Aliya said.

  Becky agreed with her.

  “We’ll see you later,” Harry said, taking Becky’s hand. “She challenged me to a dart game.” Harry walked away with his date.

  “I better take you home,” Kolby said. “Genieva told me not to keep you out late since you have to teach tomorrow.”

  Aliya stood up. “Yeah. I have a lot of busy little minds to nurture.”

  Kolby escorted her out of the bar and into the car. He drove to her apartment and she invited him inside for coffee. He settled for a little sex instead.

  Aliya helped Kolby out of his suit, slowly like she was unwrapping a gift at Christmas time. She loved exposing inch by inch of his tall sexy body. Of course he returned the favor, stripping her bare. Aliya helped him on with the rubber and then crawled onto the bed.

  Kolby found some relaxing music on the radio and then joined her. He kissed his way down her body, making sure he gave attention to every piece of skin.

  Aliya trembled beneath him.

  “I don’t think I’m going to make it if you keep this up.” She gasped loudly has he parted the lips of her pussy and buried his tongue deep inside her. He brought her to orgasm quickly this way.

  “That should hold you for a now,” Kolby said as he rose over her.

  Was he kidding? She was so relaxed she felt like she needed a cigarette.
He gave her something to suck on. Aliya wrapped her lips around the head of his cock. It was a good thing she had control over her gag reflex as he moved his hips and sent more of his dick to the back of her throat. He tasted salty/sweet and clean. Aliya ran her tongue down the length.

  Kolby moaned. “I like the way you do that.”

  Aliya squeezed his balls. They were full. She moved her head lower and sucked on them.

  “Ooh,” Kolby said. “I think I like this too.”

  Aliya played with his nuts a little more and then put her attention back on the head, sucking and licking until he gently pushed her away.

  “Aw, why did you stop me?”

  “I want to come inside you,” Kolby said.

  Aliya lay down on the pillow and parted her legs.

  “Saddle up, cowboy.”

  Kolby sent his big cock into her.

  “Oh good lawd!” Aliya clawed at Kolby’s back.

  “You’re going to have to cut those nails, darling,” Kolby said as he screwed her.

  “Sorry,” she said, trying not to scratch him up too bad. She gripped the side of the mattress instead and held on while he rode her.

  It didn’t take them long to get sweaty. Kolby had her backing up on the headboard with his thrusts.

  “Uh, uh, uh,” Kolby grunted as he worked his hips.

  The next grunt and thrust sent her over the edge. She stopped rolling her hips as her pussy pulsed. Aliya screamed his name, “Kolby!”

  “I love the way that feels,” Kolby said chuckling. He’d stopped a moment and she rested. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest and her hair lay plastered to her face.

  Aliya wrapped her legs back around Kolby’s waist after her heart beat returned to normal.

  “Your turn,” she said, wiggling her ass.

  Kolby rolled them over until she was on top.

  “Let’s take this nice and slow.”

  The man’s cock was long enough that it could still rock her world while she kissed him senseless. The music coming for the radio added ambiance. Their bodies molded together after he took her over the edge time and time again.

  “You’re multi-orgasmic. I like that,” Kolby said. “Your pussy is so good I don’t want to leave it.”

  “You’ll have to go back to the ranch sometime,” Aliya chuckled.

  “Yes, I know.” He rolled Aliya over so that she was on her back, raised one of her legs, and sent his cock home.