Authors: Xyla Turner
“Yes, it was the last time I saw you before I left.” She held herself tighter, “I convinced myself you were high.”
“Why did you sleep with me that night?”
“Because I wanted you.”
“And now?”
“Isn’t it obvious, Rich? You are in my house at the stroke of midnight?” She quipped.
“I want you to say it.”
“Say what? That I want you, I need you, I can’t live without you?” Lisa laughed and turned around to turn the coffee maker off.
Rich took one full step, turned her around and pressed Lisa against the counter. “No, you will say it because I want to be assured I’m not in this by my fucking self. That I’m not imagining us being together, building together and making love for longer than one night. That my feelings for you are not in vein, that the past three years my yearning for you will have some sort of reward. You will fucking say it Lisa because I won’t go another three years not knowing.”
Lisa looked down, but he lifted her chin up and said, “Your eyes stay on me!”
She looked into his eyes and whimpered, “My body craves your touch. I ache for you between my legs, I feel lost without you in my heart and I’m tired of having you in my head and absent in my life.”
A tear rolled down Lisa’s eye, but Rich quickly wiped it away. “Don’t worry,” he sighed, “I’m here to stay.”
Relief set in as he picked her up and carried her through the living room, to her room. He laid her in the middle of the bed, took off all his clothes, except his boxers and climbed into bed next to her. He methodically untied her robe and took it off, leaving her in the tank top and pajama bottoms. His arm reached to turn her around, so her back was to his chest. Rich rubbed his nose against her neck as he said, “I just want to hold you tonight. I don’t think I’m in the right frame of mind to take you without bruising you.”
He continued to rub up and down her arm with his hand. “However, I do want to leave you with something that will probably scare you, but you need to know where I stand. You hear me?”
“Yes,” she croaked, as her voice was tight with emotion.
“I’m in love with you. I don’t expect you to say it back right now and I’m not trying to add any pressure. I just need for you to understand that I’m in love with you, I want you in my life permanently, as my wife, having my babies, and maybe one day running the damn country. If we do this, that’s what you are signing up for.” Rich exhaled deeply as if an enormous weight was lifted off his chest. “I just need you to understand. This is not for kicks, this is not a test or game, and I am not going anywhere. I want this to work out between you and me. It will work. Okay? Get some rest darling.”
To Rich’s surprise, Lisa did not tense, flinch, nor did her breathing pattern change. He’d take that as a good sign. Shit, Rich would take anything she gave him.
LISA:
Lisa woke up with a massive arm around her waist. At first she thought she was in a dream, but then last night came crashing back to her mind. It was Rich, he was here and in bed with her. Lisa started to recall all the things he said to her.
He’d been yearning for her, wanted to build something with her, get married, have babies, possibly run the country, and that he loved her.
The man was on a mission and for once, Lisa was not afraid. She was shocked that she didn’t think the whole love thing was too fast. She was falling for him, even before the entire Rich 2.0 transformation. It was weird, unexpected, but that’s what it was. Rich was so much braver than she was because even though they were in the 21
st
century, the whole mixed couple could be a major issue.
Then Lisa realized, it was more of her family and possibly friends she was concerned about. How would her father react to something like that? She was close to him, always valued his opinion, but this was one area that she realized she might actually lose him over. Her father was from a different era, the same one where Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr and Malcolm X were alive. Where it was not frowned upon to beat, cheat and hose black people for civil disobedience. Mr. Aaron Johnson was from the era where white men and black men were not on the same level and would never be. With that pillar of truth as his model, he has lived his life accordingly. So the idea of his daughter, his baby girl being tied to a white guy, might not sit well with him.
However, Lisa would not dwell on her father or his reaction because she and Rich were not about black and white. At first, that what she was trying to make it about, but now she realized how ignorant that line of thinking really was. She could not deny her feelings for Rich, even if she tried. She actually did try and was unsuccessful, hence moving away and thinking that their separation would make it easier. That solidified nothing and according to Rich, only increased the yearning between the two of them. If she were honest with herself, she would say that same. On some level, she hoped he would have moved on like Danny so the decision would be easier, but not Rich. He was determined and who wants to stand in front of a bull when he has an agenda.
Rich stirred a little behind her and she could feel his morning wood. God, the man, was big. She could not and would not deny him that. In fact, she wanted to indulge in that fact. Lisa squirmed from under Rich’s thick arm and slid down the bed. She replaced a pillow for her body because she didn’t want him to wake up just yet. She opened the slit of his black Calvin Klein briefs and rubbed up and down the shaft of his hard cock. Her mouth started to salivate at what she was about to do. Her tongue licked around the slit on his head, then she kissed the top. While her hand was sliding up and down his shaft, she wrapped her full lips around the head of his cock and started to suck on it slowly. Rich stirred some more.
Lisa kept her pace slow and aching because she didn’t want to rush and wake him just yet. She wanted him to wake with her mouth full of his cock and she was not there yet. She licked up and down the shaft to make it nice and wet. Rich moaned but made no movements. Lisa wrapped both her hands around his cock, then her mouth and started to squeeze and suck on him. That woke him up because his hand touched her face. He was trying to figure out what was on his dick.
“L-Lisa?” Rich called out in a raspy voice.
She removed her left hand from his shaft to cup his balls while continuing to take him deeper into her mouth. He moaned loudly. Lisa moved her hand and mouth in unison to actually wake him up. Twirling her tongue around his shaft, the head touched the back of her throat.
“Oh, darling,” he moaned and fisted the sheets next to him.
Letting go of his sac, Lisa slightly rolled him to his back, so she could spread and kneel between his legs. At this, Rich grabbed her hair tightly, causing her to slow down to become in unison with his hand movements. He guided her up and down at his own rhythm because he was getting close and he was getting there fast. Lisa cupped his balls again, so she could massage them, thus driving him crazy. He let go of her hair and said, “Put them in your mouth.”
Lisa popped his cock out of her mouth with a loud snap, licked her way down his shaft until she reached his balls. Rich leaned up to see her work, so she wiggled her ass in the air, as her mouth descended on his soft sac. Slowly licking and kissing each one with care, Lisa continued to stroke his cock in an up and down motion with her eyes closed.
“Darling,” he growled.
She put as much of his sac in her mouth as she could fit and lightly sucked on them. Twirling her tongue to get them nice and wet, she moaned sending a slight vibration through his body.
“Goddamn, woman,” he grounded out.
Her hand started to rotate in a circular motion around his shaft while moving up and down, causing Rich to feel various sensations. While she did that, she kept licking and sucking each sac separately. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, as she puckered her full lips and kissed each one. She started to lick her way back up his shaft with her eyes on him, then she opened her mouth wide and took him as far as she could go. He moved her hair out of the way so he could see and then he groaned.
“Fuuuck, I love that sweet mouth of yours.”
Lisa moaned on his cock and everything went extremely fast after that. Rich grabbed her hair with his hands, held her steady by pulling on her hair and started to fuck her mouth from below. Lisa kept moaning around his cock. “That’s it, baby, take it all.”
He went further up, which hitting the back of her throat. She gagged a little and he moaned, “Lisa, I’m bout to cum.”
She was preparing herself to swallow him clean. Then he said, “Make a big mess. I want to see it.”
Immediately, Lisa thought that was some porn shit or white boy shit, but she would do what he wanted. She caught his eye and his grip on her hair got tighter.
“Baby, I’m cumming,” he said as he started spurting his hot seed on her tongue and on himself.
His grip on her hair was released and he fell back on the bed. Lisa began to lick him clean until she saw him strain to raise his head to see her. He made a faint noise, like a whimper and said, “Baby, it’s too early in the morning for your shit. You trying to kill me before I eat breakfast,” and plopped his head back on the pillow.
Lisa laughed as she got up to get a wet nap to clean both her and him. Rich continued to lay there, utterly exhausted. Lisa discreetly went into the kitchen, secretly congratulating herself on a job well done. Her stomach was signaling to her that it was hungry, so she scrambled some eggs, put bacon in the oven and bread in the toaster. As she stirred the eggs, she felt arms come around her stomach. His smell invaded her nostrils, causing her to lean back into his warm and naked body.
“Why’d you leave?” he breathed into her neck, before kissing that spot which sent her crazy.
“I didn’t want you to die, before breakfast at least,” Lisa snickered.
He squeezed her mid-section tighter and smiled in her neck. “Is that so?”
“Yes, sir.”
“I wouldn’t mind going out like that.” He kissed under her ear. “Your mouth on me, kissing me, sucking on me. Shit, what a way to go.”
Lisa laughed. “You’re ridiculous!”
“I’m serious.”
“How do scrambled eggs, bacon and toast sound?”
“Not as delicious as you right now.”
“We’ll have time for that later after you eat.”
“Can I eat you first?”
“No, I should be later, as a breakfast dessert.”
He slid his hands up to grab her breasts, “Now that I can do.”
“Ridiculous.”
Rich held on to her while she finished scrambling the eggs.
“Can you grab two plates?” she asked him.
“Anything for you.” He let go and she felt cold without him surrounding her.
Lisa pulled the bacon from the oven, put the eggs and toast on a large plate and put them in the middle of the kitchen table. Rich laid the two smaller plates on the table with forks and butter knives for them. Lisa grabbed the jam and butter from the refrigerator and they sat down at the table.
“Thanks for cooking breakfast, but next time, I will cook.”
Lisa raised an eyebrow. “State Senator Wells knows how to cook?”
“That’s sass, right? You just cannot help busting my balls, huh?” He smiled.
“It’s natural, I’ll work on it.” She held up her hand with her index and middle finger crossed over each other.
“I won’t hold my breath,” he said before he popped a piece of bacon in his mouth.
Lisa ate some a forkful of eggs, then sighed.
“What was that sigh about? It seemed loaded.”
“Nothing much, just trying to figure out how we got here.”
“You ran from the ball, I followed you and pounded on your door until you opened.”
Lisa balled up a napkin and threw it at him. “You know what I mean.”
Rich popped the last bite of eggs in his mouth and looked at her intently. “I don’t care how we got here, as long we are committed to staying.”
She looked up at him and noticed that his playfulness was gone and he was serious. Feeling a little nervous, she stood up and collected their plates to put in the sink. But Rich said, “Stop.”
He stood up and came behind her, but only moved her hair to one side. “Why do you do that?”
“What?”
“Run, like that.”
“I was not running, Rich.”
“You know what I mean.”
“Because I’m not sure what to do when you get all serious and intense like this.” Lisa turned and put the plates on the counter.
“Darling, you don’t have to do anything. Just be in the moment.”
“Even if it makes me uncomfortable?”
“Why would it do that?”
“Because I’m not used to this. I’m full of snappy and witty remarks. I challenge, I’m sarcastic, not sentimental or romantically intense. Passionate about my kids and things I love, but in a different way.”
“So, I make you uncomfortable?”
“No, Rich. It’s just that I’m not used to this.”
“Okay, I get that. So, by means of breaking you in, I’ll tell you ahead of time what I’m going to do, all right?”
“Uh, I’m not sure if that will help.”
“Watch, it will,” Rich assured.
He put both of his hands on the counter and blocked her in. “I’m going to take that little tank top off and suck on each of your taut nipples until they ache.”
Lisa put her hands on his chest to move him, “Rich.”
“Lisa,” he replied.
“That won’t help.”
“Why not?”
“Because it just gets me hot and bothered.”
“Good because, next I’m going to drop to my knees and make sure you are wet and slippery.”
Lisa involuntarily arched her back and leaned over the counter further. “That’s my girl, she likes it when I talk dirty to her.” He took off her tank top and her titties bounced from the elastic suddenly letting them free.
Rich took one of them and squeezed the nipple slightly until Lisa moaned. Then he bent down and took it in his mouth. Lisa held onto the counter while he assaulted her sensitive nipples. It felt so good, and he was making her so wet. He switched to the other nipple and she could not help but grab his head and hold him to her. He liked that because he growled and lifted her up on the counter, so her titties were eye-level to him. She opened her legs, so he could fit between them and he started his assault again. Lisa could not take it anymore. She breathed, “Rich.”
“You want more?”
“Yes.”
He picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. Lisa held on, as he descended on her bed with her tucked tightly under him. “Do you know how long I’ve waited for you?” Rich asked.
Lisa wrapped both her arms around his neck and murmured in his mouth, “As long as I’ve waited for you.”
“I didn’t know if you were coming back or not. My only hope was that you kept writing your articles. That was my only connection.”
“I’m here now,” Lisa whispered in his ear, before nipping it.
“Yes and I’m not letting you go,” Rich said and he slid down Lisa’s body and pulled off her pajama bottoms and red thong.
Rich wasted no time with foreplay and latched on to Lisa’s bundle of nerves. She gasped as he sucked and bit her clit intermittently, lapping up her juices. She moaned and squirmed under the clitoral pressure. He looked up and said, “Eyes on me.”
Lisa opened her eyes and looked at Rich sucking on her clit. She could feel her orgasm building with extreme intensity. She leaned forward, grabbed his head and started to gyrate all over his face, increasing the pressure. Rich moaned in her soaked pussy, causing the vibration to increase, which prompted her to grind on him harder. As the climax started to grow, Lisa’s moans grew louder and eventually turned into a scream as she erupted on Rich’s face. He licked every drop, then uttered, “I think you woke the neighbors.”
Lisa laughed and fell back on the bed, the orgasm completely exhausted her. “That felt so good, I don’t even care.”