“Wait a minute. You two actually leave his apartment?” Elisha laughed.
“Could you stop interrupting me here? And yes, we do go out. Sometimes,” Cory laughed. “And … we have the most incredible sex ever. Remember when I joked and told you all I needed four men to completely satisfy me?
“Yeah.”
“Well, Ellie … I only need half of that man. Okay. Only half!”
“Really?” Elisha squealed. “Damn girl, I knew soldier boy was hot.”
“So what exactly do you call us, Ellie? Are we dating, are we a couple? What are we?”
“Sex buddies!”
“I was afraid you were going to say that,” Cory sighed.
“But wasn’t that what you wanted to begin with? You wanted him just for the sex, remember?”
“Yeah, I did,” Cory muttered.
“And now you want more, don’t you?”
“Oh, Ellie. I want so much more. And I want it all with him.”
“Girl, you got it bad. It sounds like you’re hooked all right.”
“Ellie, I need some help here, please.”
“Cory, all I can tell you is to ask him how he feels about you. Or you tell him how you feel about him.”
“Are you crazy? I can’t do that.”
“What’s the matter with you? You always go after what you want.”
“Yeah, but this is different. He’s different.”
“Look, sometimes men just need a little prodding and prompting. Maybe he’s a little shy to admit his feelings just yet.”
“Yeah, maybe you’re right.” Cory doubted it was that, though. “Did you ever have to prod and prompt Curtis?”
“Of course I had to!”
Cory laughed. “Of course. What am I asking? Men will be men. Anyways, I have to get back to my packing. So enjoy the Carnival. I’ll call you over the weekend.”
“And you enjoy the beach.”
Cory groaned aloud. She didn’t exactly want to be stuck at a beach house this weekend, especially since all her friends would be playing mas’ without her, again. But if you weren’t a masquerader or spectator during the Carnival festivities, the beach was usually your domain.
By the time she was finished packing, Cory knew she had to find out where things stood between her and Adrian. And soon. Some way or the other. So maybe she really needed to start the prodding and prompting.
Chapter 15
Finally, the extra two-day-long weekend everyone on the island was eagerly anticipating arrived in mid-February. When the euphoria that was Trinidad and Tobago’s Carnival finally climaxed into the two days of magical revelry, Adrian was quite happy to be back as a costumed masquerader again, dancing through the streets — “playing mas” as the locals said. He had missed this colorful spectacle and he missed the intense heat of the sun beating down his back as he danced under it.
It wasn’t dubbed the greatest show on earth for nothing. Introduced to the island by French settlers, Carnival was one of the biggest street parties in the world and by far Adrian’s favorite national festival here. The West Indian Labor Day Parade he attended growing up in Brooklyn got its impetus from this one. Only, Trinidad’s Carnival was a hundred times better in his book. In fact, no other Carnivals could compare to it in the world, Adrian thought. It was the creativity and passion of the people put on display here.
Most importantly, Carnival was all about the women, especially since they were some of the most beautiful on the planet. Their pretty made-up faces, sexy bikini-and-beads-clad bodies, along with their gyrating waistlines swaying in sweet abandon on the streets, undoubtedly made them his main ingredient. They came in all varied shapes and shades but how they loved to tease and entice their male counterparts. They were just as spicy as the food served up on the island.
Maybe that got to him because whilst in the band, completely surrounded by beautiful, sensuous women, Adrian found himself thinking of one particular naughty hottie. For the first time he realized something was missing for him. And just like the Carnival Jumbie roaming the island, its weary spirit stalking the inhabitants, Cory’s charms were becoming harder for him to resist day by day. There was something about Cory that was getting under his skin and her warmth was melting his heart. Her beautiful eyes, infectious laughter, and sweet smile. Adrian was missing her.
Not good! Wasn’t he supposed to keep her at arm’s length, just like the rest of them? Just a quick roll in the sack until they were both completely satisfied? But Adrian seriously doubted his ability to have his fill and then let go of her. Ever since the first time they had made love, Adrian still couldn’t get over that sexy little pre-show Cory gave him. Would he really be able to let Cory go after that?
The more he had her, the more he wanted. How could he ever get enough of those beautiful legs wrapped around him or those succulent nipples instantly hardening against his tongue? Erotic thoughts immediately conjured in his mind of the things he would have been doing to her, if only she was here with him now.
However, these were not possible as Cory was miles away, spending the Carnival weekend with her family in Mayaro. This little seaside fishing village was all the way down on the southeastern side of the island and he was in the northwest. They were at two completely opposite ends of the spectrum but Adrian felt like he had to at least hear her voice to ease this ache.
• • •
Since Cory was stuck at a beach house with about twenty of her relatives for the long weekend, when she answered her cell phone, she immediately began, “Well, I hope you’re having a rotten time playing in the band without me.”
The rented house was filled with people and way too noisy for her liking. She hadn’t wanted to come but they had been planning this for almost a year. It was supposed to be a family weekend getaway to celebrate her father’s sixtieth birthday. It was what he had wanted. It meant she was away from Adrian going on four days now and the longest time they were apart from each other.
Adrian had to practically shout through his cell phone so that Cory could hear him. “Is that the kind of greeting I’m going to get from my girl?” he asked.
“I’m sure there are thousands of girls around to hold your interests.”
“You may think so but why am I calling you, then?”
“I don’t know, maybe because you’re missing me like crazy?”
“God, Cory … I miss you so much right now. I wish you were here with me.”
“Yeah? I don’t have a costume, remember?”
“Oh, I wasn’t talking about playing in the band with me,” Adrian teased.
“Then what’re you talking about?” She knew very well but needed to hear him say just how much he wanted her.
“Well, I’ll give you a hint. It has to do with me and playing with you but not in the band.”
“Adrian!” Cory cried. “What’re you saying?”
“I’m saying I want you so much right now, Cory.”
It was more like a seductive whisper, sending warmth throughout her entire body.
Adrian hesitated before he asked, “Cory … could you get up here to the city today?”
After only briefly contemplating his offer, Cory’s mind was made. Of course she could get to Port of Spain today.
“And Cory, please be careful,” was the last thing she had heard Adrian say before she ended the conversation.
She had planned to leave the village soon anyway to head back home. She now had new plans. It meant she would have to endure a longer drive to Adrian’s apartment instead. Alone. Cory quickly packed her stuff and said a quick goodbye to her relatives.
Her father was a bit suspicious of her decision to head out earlier but he didn’t say anything. Anytime he pulled his glasses lower down his nose bridge, it signaled his speculative moments. She used the excuse of wan
ting to catch a glimpse of the Carnival parade in the city after all. Cory hadn’t yet introduced Adrian to him because she wasn’t sure where they were heading, if anywhere at all.
It was now a little after one on Carnival Tuesday afternoon. If she was lucky, she should be seeing Adrian anywhere around three. Cory drove cautiously but with a purpose. She had to be extra careful with the winding roads in this part of the island.
With the radio on, her windows down and the wind blowing through her hair, Cory concentrated on the things she was going to do to that man when she saw him. With eager anticipation, her foot hit the gas pedal harder with every new erotic thought.
As she drove to the city, the island’s changing landscape dramatically transformed before her eyes. From the coconut tree-lined coasts, to the greenery of the rural villages she passed, to the long stretch of highway and eventually to the modern high-rise glass structures punctuating the Caribbean city.
After almost running over a herd of goats and zipping through a few amber lights, she finally made it in one piece. It seemed like she drove and drove and drove. Luckily, the roads were clear of all traffic as many people were either in the city looking at or masquerading today. Cory made sure she kept on the outskirts of the city as the interior would have undoubtedly become impenetrable with masqueraders, spectators, vendors and the many huge music trucks snaking their way through the crowded streets.
Approximately one hour and forty-five minutes later, she pulled up in front of Adrian’s apartment building. The things people do for sex.
• • •
When Adrian had told his cousins he was heading home after complaining about the sun being too hot today, they all knew he was lying. At the moment, he didn’t really care what they thought. Luckily, his band had reached a close twenty minutes walking distance to his place. Getting a taxi anywhere here in this chaos was impossible, so he had to foot it. Walking home wasn’t that bad either once thoughts of Cory were in his head. They were the only motivation he needed.
Already runaway beads and other remnants of discarded costumes lay strewn about the streets. Varying hues of brightly colored materials in golds and oranges, blues and greens dazzled in the midday sun. Adrian headed straight for the shower. He had to scrub himself extra hard to get rid of all the glitter on his chest. He had immaculate timing because as he was drying off, he heard his doorbell chiming.
“What the hell … ” he muttered and instinctively glanced at his watch.
When he answered the door, clad in only a plush navy blue towel wrapped seductively low around his waist, an impatient Cory was waiting.
“I thought you said two-and-a-half hours. What, did you fly?” he chided. “God, Cory … I asked you to be careful.”
“But I did. I’m here in one piece, aren’t I?” an indignant Cory responded. “Look, Adrian, I sure as hell didn’t drive all the way here to argue with you, okay?”
Adrian didn’t mean to sound so harsh with her but if anything had happened to her, he didn’t know what he would have done. He was feeling pretty guilty after his phone call. He was the selfish one who wanted her so badly that he asked her to drive all the way down here.
Adrian softened with a smile. “Oh, yeah. So what exactly did you come here for, then?” He didn’t really give Cory a chance to answer as he pulled her inside and kissed her fiercely. This was what he was really missing in the band. Cory in his arms.
“You look delicious, baby,” Adrian crooned as he nibbled her ear. “I really missed you this weekend.” There, he said it.
• • •
Adrian’s skin, still damp from his shower, rubbed against her hot flesh. “Now that’s more like it,” Cory laughed as she took him all in. This man was just too damn gorgeous for his own good. There were still remnants of gold glitter dust on his rippled chest, evidence that he was indeed a Carnival masquerader. It added to the golden sparkle in his eyes. And he smelled so intoxicatingly masculine.
Adrian locked the front door behind her. Cory backed against it for support. Her body’s temperature was soaring, so hot. But she knew it wasn’t entirely from the heat outside — it was more from all those erotic thoughts she’d conjured in her mind during the long drive over.
The anticipation Cory found to be highly intoxicating in itself. She was already wet and giddy with desire for him. She tipped on her toes, throwing her arms around his neck. In an instant, Adrian’s delicious mouth was all over hers again. Cory didn’t even realize when her handbag and car keys slipped through her hands and landed on the floor. Finally, she could have him at last.
“So, what do you have under there for me?” she cooed. Cory gently tugged at the towel and allowed it to fall to the gleaming wooden floor. Now there was no barrier depriving her from having him right there. The view of Adrian’s well-defined torso and hard erection generated an intense sensation from her already hard clit.
“Now, to answer your question.” She took his huge erection into her hands, stroking him. “This is what I really came here for.”
Adrian moaned. His deep, animal-like sound that sent her all shivery. “You know I’m surely gonna make your long drive here worth it, right baby?”
“Uh-huh,” Cory answered him eagerly. Still, this wasn’t enough for her. She needed to hear the real effect she had on him. Just like the kind he had on her. Lawyers and accountants were the usual men she went out with. Now, here was this second lieutenant she couldn’t seem to get enough of. No man before seemed to rock her world quite like Adrian. In fact, no man could cause her to drive all the way from Mayaro to Port of Spain for almost two hours, just for this.
Armed with a wicked grin on her face, Cory knelt in the foyer. Her hand tightly encircled him as she teased the tip of his shaft with her wet tongue. Gently, she began to lick him like her favorite ice cream cone. First the tip and then all along his entire length.
Adrian shuddered. Then his breath became ragged. He inhaled sharply.
“Oooh … God, Cory.”
Oh yeah, that’s what I want to hear, baby. Cory covered him with her lips then, reaching down as far as her throat would allow, sucking on him.
Adrian tugged at her wild curls. “God, baby … what’re you doing to me?” he whispered in his utterly raspy but sexy voice she loved.
Cory stopped for a few seconds to reply, “Only what you do to me, baby.”
Adrian pulled her up. “As much as I’m liking this right now, I think I’ll pass on the foreplay. Just for now, okay, baby.” He began to unzip her shorts. “Because I need you now, Cory. I need to show you how much I missed you.” But the snug pair of faded denim shorts wasn’t budging off her wide hips. “Baby, how did you get into this thing?”
Cory giggled as she tried to wiggle her way out the fitted material. “I only wore it with you in mind, you know.”
“That’s totally not necessary. You could show up here in a brown paper bag for all I care.”
“Oh, really?”
“Here’s the deal. I’ll go get the latex, you figure your way out of those,” Adrian said but with an urgency in his voice.
He made a Usain Bolt-Olympic-gold-medal-dash into his bedroom. “Fine. I don’t need your help,” she shouted after him.
Cory reveled in the ways Adrian reacted to her body and to her sexual whims and fancies. He had absolutely no problems showing his feelings for her where that was concerned. The problem apparently lay with the spoken word. He just hadn’t said anything to her as yet that indicated his feelings for her.
By the time she did get her shorts off Adrian was back, latex perfectly intact. Cory was completely naked too, posing provocatively against the door.
“Why’re you still all the way over there?” Adrian asked, a puzzled look on his face.
“Because I want you to do me right here.”
Adrian laughed. “Oh, you
know I’ll do you anywhere, anytime you like, baby. Right now, there’s nothing better I’d rather see than the look on your face when you cum for me, Cory.”
Now it was Adrian’s turn to get down on his knees. Lifting one sexy leg over his shoulders he began to have her for lunch, kissing her erotic center long and hard.
Cory bucked from the feel of his warm lips on hers. It was a sensuous kiss, his hot slippery tongue sliding in and out of her throbbing and swollen clit.
“Ooh … my … ” Cory said, not quite sure what the hell she wanted to say at the moment. One hand glued Adrian’s head to her center, the other furiously scratched at the front door like a wild animal trying to get out. This was just what her body had been craving these last four days. Just what the doctor ordered. Not having Adrian all those days was just torturous for her soul.
Adrian feverishly and hungrily seduced her with his tongue, penetrating her with it. Delving into her. Devouring her.
Not that Cory wanted him to ever move from that erotic spot anytime soon but she felt like she just couldn’t take this for much longer. In fact, she was too close to having her first orgasm in four days. With every sweet lick of his tongue, she tipped higher on her toes, trembling and shaking. Adrian remained on spot to finish the job he started, staying there long enough for her to enjoy her first one. Cory exhaled huge breaths of air as her body shuddered as she came.
“So how was your lunch, LT?” a breathless Cory asked.
“Mmmm, like honey, baby,” Adrian answered, licking his already wet lips.
That was all the answer she needed. Adrian positioned her to face the door. Without having to say anything, Cory eagerly spread her legs apart for him.
“Am I under arrest?” she giggled.
“Only if you want to be,” Adrian slid some damp strands behind her ear and planted a kiss on her shoulder.
“Nah. I know you want me too much right now. It’s my turn to pleasure you, baby.”
Wanting him to wait no more, Cory seductively gyrated her hips allowing him to ease his throbbing shaft into her from behind, slowly at first, her tight muscles gripping his hard-as-steel manhood for dear life.
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