to her. I put the bottles on the nearest table and walked in her direction.
She kept watching me.
Ayana wore a beautiful black soft as silk dress that fell around her curves with exquisiteness that drove me crazy all night. She didn’t have anything on underneath, I could tell from the pert nipples that mesmerized me all night. I noticed no panty line too and it took every bit of my self-control not to take her in the parking lot of both places. She’s walking sex, and I loved it.
As I got closer, I could feel my heart starting to beat faster with the anticipation of touching her, of kissing her, of getting lost inside her. This is wrong for me to say, but I had never, in my entire existence, desired a woman more than I’ve desired her.
And it’s messed up because only a few weeks ago, I had planned to spend my life with another woman, knowing I truly belonged to someone else. I belonged to her.
The instant I got to her, her hands went straight to my face and she pulled me down to her lips.
I let her lead and take over and kiss me the way she wanted. I kept my hands on her hips, not wanting to move anywhere else on her body, knowing that once I did, the control would be mine.
I closed my eyes and, no matter how hard I tried, I felt my control dissipating.
“Touch me,” I felt her whisper softly on my lips.
My hands went from her waist to her ass, then up her back and found the zipper at the back of her neck. I moved closer to her, keeping my eyes on hers, and slowly unzipped the dress.
I inhaled deeply at the feel of her body underneath my hands. I tried to stay in control. I tried not to lose my damn mind, but she’s made that impossible.
Her arms moved from around my neck to my chest. She first pulled my tie apart the rest of the way, then slid it off my neck. She slowly started unbuttoning my shirt.
I watched as her hands moved slowly, but with a confidence that seemed to get stronger with each passing moment. The wait was testing me.
I want to fuck the shit out of her, and, I swear, if she doesn’t hurry up, I’m ripping both our clothes off in the next second.
She must have felt my impatience because she allowed the top of her dress to slide down her arms, then freed herself so it could drop to the patio. I shook my head… she was beautiful, she was sexy, and she was mine.
I undid my cuff links and she pushed my shirt off my shoulders, letting it drop to the patio. She went for my belt as I backed her up, deeper into the shadows of the patio, until her back was against the glass door to my room.
“I don’t have a condom out here,” I said to her, voice low, trying not to show her how out of control I was beginning to feel.
She got me unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped, allowing my pants to pool at my feet. Her hands then went inside my boxer briefs and she gripped me… tight.
She confided to me, voice just as low as mine, “I left my test results on your bed.” Eyes heavy on mine, she added, “I got tested a few days ago and got all of the results. I’m clean from everything. I’ve not touched anything that could harm my body and mind for over five years. And…” Suddenly shyness crept in her eyes. “I have not been touched by anyone for the same amount of time.” She slowly stroked me in my underwear, keeping her eyes on mine. “I want you inside me with no barriers. I want to give myself to you again, Bradley, if you’ll have me.”
I couldn’t formulate a word, but I growled inhumanly, brought my hands in her hair and thrust my tongue in her mouth.
The words she said stayed swimming in my mind, forming one thought that I kept repeating with every movement of my tongue in her mouth; She’s saved herself for me.
I felt more like shit from her admission, so the only way I could get rid of this feeling was to make her lose her mind the only way I knew how.
She frantically pulled my underwear down enough to free me, and at the same time, I gripped one of her legs with the
She kept watching me.
Ayana wore a beautiful black soft as silk dress that fell around her curves with exquisiteness that drove me crazy all night. She didn’t have anything on underneath, I could tell from the pert nipples that mesmerized me all night. I noticed no panty line too and it took every bit of my self-control not to take her in the parking lot of both places. She’s walking sex, and I loved it.
As I got closer, I could feel my heart starting to beat faster with the anticipation of touching her, of kissing her, of getting lost inside her. This is wrong for me to say, but I had never, in my entire existence, desired a woman more than I’ve desired her.
And it’s messed up because only a few weeks ago, I had planned to spend my life with another woman, knowing I truly belonged to someone else. I belonged to her.
The instant I got to her, her hands went straight to my face and she pulled me down to her lips.
I let her lead and take over and kiss me the way she wanted. I kept my hands on her hips, not wanting to move anywhere else on her body, knowing that once I did, the control would be mine.
I closed my eyes and, no matter how hard I tried, I felt my control dissipating.
“Touch me,” I felt her whisper softly on my lips.
My hands went from her waist to her ass, then up her back and found the zipper at the back of her neck. I moved closer to her, keeping my eyes on hers, and slowly unzipped the dress.
I inhaled deeply at the feel of her body underneath my hands. I tried to stay in control. I tried not to lose my damn mind, but she’s made that impossible.
Her arms moved from around my neck to my chest. She first pulled my tie apart the rest of the way, then slid it off my neck. She slowly started unbuttoning my shirt.
I watched as her hands moved slowly, but with a confidence that seemed to get stronger with each passing moment. The wait was testing me.
I want to fuck the shit out of her, and, I swear, if she doesn’t hurry up, I’m ripping both our clothes off in the next second.
She must have felt my impatience because she allowed the top of her dress to slide down her arms, then freed herself so it could drop to the patio. I shook my head… she was beautiful, she was sexy, and she was mine.
I undid my cuff links and she pushed my shirt off my shoulders, letting it drop to the patio. She went for my belt as I backed her up, deeper into the shadows of the patio, until her back was against the glass door to my room.
“I don’t have a condom out here,” I said to her, voice low, trying not to show her how out of control I was beginning to feel.
She got me unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped, allowing my pants to pool at my feet. Her hands then went inside my boxer briefs and she gripped me… tight.
She confided to me, voice just as low as mine, “I left my test results on your bed.” Eyes heavy on mine, she added, “I got tested a few days ago and got all of the results. I’m clean from everything. I’ve not touched anything that could harm my body and mind for over five years. And…” Suddenly shyness crept in her eyes. “I have not been touched by anyone for the same amount of time.” She slowly stroked me in my underwear, keeping her eyes on mine. “I want you inside me with no barriers. I want to give myself to you again, Bradley, if you’ll have me.”
I couldn’t formulate a word, but I growled inhumanly, brought my hands in her hair and thrust my tongue in her mouth.
The words she said stayed swimming in my mind, forming one thought that I kept repeating with every movement of my tongue in her mouth; She’s saved herself for me.
I felt more like shit from her admission, so the only way I could get rid of this feeling was to make her lose her mind the only way I knew how.
She frantically pulled my underwear down enough to free me, and at the same time, I gripped one of her legs with the
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