Power of the Pen by Xyla Turner

mind around everything that has happened.” She kept her head forward.
    “I see.”
    “I am concerned about taking this pill.”
    “Love,” I put my truck in park. “I’ve got this.”
    “Okay,” she shrugged her shoulders.
    ***
     
    Once we arrived back to her condo, I grabbed some water, a knife and some paper towels. Her hair, which was normally all over the place, was in a neat bushy ponytail that made her eyes look slanted. Those deep brown eyes already captured my attention, but with her hair pulled back, it put her entire face on display. She was simply beautiful.
    “Come here,” I called to her.
    She turned from her computer to look at me, “What’s up?”
    “We need to take the pill.”
    “We?” she quipped.
    “We are doing this together, so yeah, we.”
    She got up and came to me, “I’m telling you Zach, if I gag, throw up or die, it will be all your fault.”
    “A little dramatic…”
    “I get it, honestly.”
    She stood in front of the couch, beside my right knee. I moved my leg so she could stand in between mine. As I unbuckled her jeans, she raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do you think now is the time for hanky panky?”
    The woman was funny.
    “No, this is the part where you will take the pill.”
    “What?” She tried to step away. “It won’t work if you shove it up my woman parts.”
    I erupted in laughter.
    “Love,” my hands rested on both of her hips. “Trust me.”
    Her breath reached my face, as she exhaled her acceptance. Once her jeans were off, I pulled her down on my lap and opened the bag.
    “Lie back and close your eyes.”
    She exhaled deeply again but obeyed me. I opened the bag that I brought from Sal’s and CVS. With the knife, I cut up the pill into tiny pieces. The blueberry muffin that I bought from Sal’s was topped with a glazed crust. They were very good, but when I saw that she had blueberry muffin mix in her pantry, I figured this could be the ticket. Just in case, I planned to seduce her to take the pill. I broke the muffin up into bite-sized bits and embedded the cut pieces of the pills within them.
    Lauren’s head was on the arm of the chair, while her bottom lay on my thigh. As I opened her blouse, I whispered, “Trust me, love.”
    She inhaled and exhaled again as I pulled her bra down to reveal her nipples that were playing hide and seek under the lace. The brown circles surrounding them were big and inviting. They were made to be sucked and nibbled on until they were nice and erect. Perfect. Leaning down, I wrapped my lips around one and squeezed the other, as my thumb rubbed the nipple. Lauren moaned, arched her back so I could grab more. Looking up at her, I saw her bronze lips were slightly parted, showing the tops of her straight white teeth. Her lashes rested on her cheeks, displaying the light tint of golden eye shadow. She looked like an angel, laid out just for me.
    “Open your mouth,” I tell her.
    Sticking my index and middle finger in her mouth, those soft lips moistened the pads of my calloused skin. Using her tongue to draw them further in, she started to suck on them, further driving me crazy. I nipped her nipple, which produced a yelp from her. Lifting my head, I withdrew my fingers and grabbed a piece of the muffin to place in her mouth. Her brows came together at first, but after a taste, she chewed willingly. Using my other hand, putting them down her panties, I rubbed her nub in tiny circles until she moaned while feeding her another piece of the muffin. She inhaled it because her breathing was labored as a result of what I was doing to her sweet pussy. I repeated this a few more times, but the last time, I rubbed faster, until she grabbed on to my shirt and came all over my hand with a loud scream.
    Crumbs were all over her mouth, her breast, and neck. As she calmed down, I lapped up each piece with my tongue. The entire muffin was gone. She had taken the pills and had an orgasm all in one.
    “You can open your eyes