big gulp from my wine glass when he dropped four $100 bills on the table. There were candlelit tables sending romantic vibes all over the restaurant creating the mood for us. I signaled for the waiter and ordered something a little harder to get my nerves from stirring so much, an Amaretto Sour with light ice. That would ensure that I didn’t get plastered before I could get a good conversation in with him but still put me at ease.
I wanted to know everything about this man from his birthmark to his underwear size. The more I knew about him the more I could please him and keep him happy if a strong relationship was to bloom. Just as the waiter was placing my drink down in front of me, I glanced up catching Quince’s observation of me. He stood walking slowly over to me with a very daunting serious look on his face. He didn’t seem happy to see me take a sip of the drink set before me but held out his hand for mine.
“Dance with me,” Quince said as I placed my hand in his and cued the bartender to turn the music up.
“Well good thing the restaurant is virtually empty or this would be a little awkward huh?”
“Naw, it would be perfect.”
His eyes glistened in the moonlight shining in from the large window. The water helped bounce the reflection through creating an ambiance to die for. Quince leaned in to kiss me. Every time he did it felt like heaven. My pussy pulsated heavily. I wanted him right then and there. Dancing may not have been awkward but fucking him on the dinner table just might have.
I couldn’t get the visions of him fucking me out of my head. I thought of him bending me over on the table and pulling my hair from the back fucking me rough and hard. All I had to do was hike my dress up and allow him to slide his dick in me nice and slow then speed it up banging every part of my uterus out until I came.
“What you thinking about?” Quince whispered in my ear.
“Huh, oh…uh. Nothing.” My palms grew sweaty. He smelled so damn good as he leaned in to gently peck my neck.
“You’ve got to be thinking about something. I can feel the heat off you.”
Yeah, my pussy is hot as fuck for you. “Nothing, I’m just…always nervous around you.”
“Why is that, baby?”
Cause your fucking deep ass voice soaks my panties and your touch makes my nipples hard. “Just being this close to you. That’s all. It’s been a while since I’ve dated.”
“I feel you. I feel something when I’m close to you too.”
“That’s what I don’t get, Quince. You were a big ol’ playa and now you’re just this sweet, kind gentle man. What makes me know that you won’t break my heart like the rest of them?”
“Because, they ain’t you.” He pecked my lips one sweet time and I liquefied. "A million of them will never compare to just one of you."
“So you just needed the right woman to come in and chip away that ice block you call a heart, huh?” I smiled looking deep into his sultry eyes.
“Now you know me.” He pulled me so tightly that I thought I would explode into his arms.
Chapter 11
Quince
The Next Minute
I inserted my tongue in her mouth wishing it were her pussy. I stroked my tongue over that plump bottom lip she had and she smiled loving it. In fact, her lush mouth had incited more than one fantasy. Over and over, I had imagined how she would look on her knees with those sensual lips parted and taking me deep. Even the thought incited me to urge her lips apart and demand entry.
A spike of pure desire filled me. I needed more of her but if I had to I would wait over a year just to touch every inch of her. It’s what a real man would do if he respected a woman as the queen she was. But I knew it wouldn’t take that long. I had already claimed her. It was the unspoken bond that ignited fusing us together. She didn't know how deep this shit could get between us but I was ready to show her that there was another side to me. It was a side most people that knew me would never
I wanted to know everything about this man from his birthmark to his underwear size. The more I knew about him the more I could please him and keep him happy if a strong relationship was to bloom. Just as the waiter was placing my drink down in front of me, I glanced up catching Quince’s observation of me. He stood walking slowly over to me with a very daunting serious look on his face. He didn’t seem happy to see me take a sip of the drink set before me but held out his hand for mine.
“Dance with me,” Quince said as I placed my hand in his and cued the bartender to turn the music up.
“Well good thing the restaurant is virtually empty or this would be a little awkward huh?”
“Naw, it would be perfect.”
His eyes glistened in the moonlight shining in from the large window. The water helped bounce the reflection through creating an ambiance to die for. Quince leaned in to kiss me. Every time he did it felt like heaven. My pussy pulsated heavily. I wanted him right then and there. Dancing may not have been awkward but fucking him on the dinner table just might have.
I couldn’t get the visions of him fucking me out of my head. I thought of him bending me over on the table and pulling my hair from the back fucking me rough and hard. All I had to do was hike my dress up and allow him to slide his dick in me nice and slow then speed it up banging every part of my uterus out until I came.
“What you thinking about?” Quince whispered in my ear.
“Huh, oh…uh. Nothing.” My palms grew sweaty. He smelled so damn good as he leaned in to gently peck my neck.
“You’ve got to be thinking about something. I can feel the heat off you.”
Yeah, my pussy is hot as fuck for you. “Nothing, I’m just…always nervous around you.”
“Why is that, baby?”
Cause your fucking deep ass voice soaks my panties and your touch makes my nipples hard. “Just being this close to you. That’s all. It’s been a while since I’ve dated.”
“I feel you. I feel something when I’m close to you too.”
“That’s what I don’t get, Quince. You were a big ol’ playa and now you’re just this sweet, kind gentle man. What makes me know that you won’t break my heart like the rest of them?”
“Because, they ain’t you.” He pecked my lips one sweet time and I liquefied. "A million of them will never compare to just one of you."
“So you just needed the right woman to come in and chip away that ice block you call a heart, huh?” I smiled looking deep into his sultry eyes.
“Now you know me.” He pulled me so tightly that I thought I would explode into his arms.
Chapter 11
Quince
The Next Minute
I inserted my tongue in her mouth wishing it were her pussy. I stroked my tongue over that plump bottom lip she had and she smiled loving it. In fact, her lush mouth had incited more than one fantasy. Over and over, I had imagined how she would look on her knees with those sensual lips parted and taking me deep. Even the thought incited me to urge her lips apart and demand entry.
A spike of pure desire filled me. I needed more of her but if I had to I would wait over a year just to touch every inch of her. It’s what a real man would do if he respected a woman as the queen she was. But I knew it wouldn’t take that long. I had already claimed her. It was the unspoken bond that ignited fusing us together. She didn't know how deep this shit could get between us but I was ready to show her that there was another side to me. It was a side most people that knew me would never
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