Authors: India T. Norfleet
When Courtney arched her back and rode every thrust, Jonathan felt himself preparing for one hell of an ejaculation. No longer withholding her shrieks
of pleasure, Courtney screamed as her toes began to tingle and her legs shook uncontrollably as an orgasm slammed into her that blew her mind. "Jonathannnnn!"
Courtney's orgasm triggered Jonathan's own loss of control as he rammed into her one last time before he gripped her as tight as he could without hurting her. Enough cum ejected out of him to coat a wall.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Heavy breathing filled the room as heart rates slowly returned to normal.
"Jonathan, what did we just do?" Courtney asked after clearing her dry throat. She was on top of him rubbing her hand across his chest as he held her in his arms.
"Courtney, can we please just enjoy the moment?"
"But what about…”
"God damn it Courtney, were you thinking about Maxine while you were fucking me?" Jonathan yelled.
"Jonathan let me go." Courtney tried to get up but he rolled on top of her, pinned her arms above her head, and placed kisses along her collarbone.
"Why?" Jonathan finally asked.
"Because you're an asshole." Especially after the way she'd just given herself to him, the hurt in her eyes was too much to i
gnore.
"Listen, I ended things with Maxine a few weeks back.”
“But downstairs you said…”
"That was payback. I told you the summer you went to J
apan that I wanted more than camaraderie from you but you said you didn't want to mess up our friendship."
"Guess I deserved that then."
"You did and since you fucked up our moment.” Jonathan began as he spread her legs with his knee. “Let me show you what else you deserve." A grinning Jonathan slid inside her.
“Ohhh, yesssssss!”
“Lauren Harper?”
“Who wants to know?” The tall, leggy, slender woman with grey eyes and wavy brown hair turned around to inquire.
“Only your biggest fan.”
“Darnell?”
I be damned if it ain’t sexy, Darnell Moore
!
“In the flesh and better than ever beautiful.”
“Oh my god, just who in the hell did I piss off in another life?” Lauren joked.
“HA! The big bad New York Times, bestselling author got jokes I see.”
“I sure do.” She smiled to keep from drooling as well as not openly gawk at her old college classmate.
Good, googla, moogla! How in the hell is this man still so damn fine after all these years? Correction, I think he’s even se
xier than I remember. When did he get that sexy dimple in his chin? Are my panties wet? Oh hell, naw!
“How have you been; how’s superstar status been treating you?”
“Look who’s got jokes now? By the way, they’re nowhere near as good as mine.”
“You’re right, they’re better!”
“Whatever! Anyway, I can’t complain, life has really been good to me. What about you?” Lauren inquired as they stood in the long line at The Steamy Cup Cafe.
“Hey, I can't complain.” Darnell grinned.
“Yeah, I bet you can't, seeing as how you’re the owner of the top real estate firm in the state of Georgia.”
“Ah, you've been checking up on me, huh?”
“In your dreams.”
“Every night since we first met at Georgia State.”
“Whatever. I could say the same thing about you checking up on me.”
“You would be right but in my defense, it wasn't very hard with your face plastered throughout bookstores, grocery stores, a few magazine covers, and I think I saw a commercial of one of your books last week.”
“Okay, maybe I can't say the same thing about you.” She smiled.
“What have you been up to other than running that empire of yours?”
“Nothing but living and dreaming about what life would be like with you by my side.”
“Darnell come off it and spare me the whole, ‘All I've been able to think about is you.’ Incidentally, that’s a seriously horrible pick up line.”
“Who said it was a pick up line and who said I don't dream about you Lauren?”
“Darnell…”
“I see you’re running from me again; I guess some things never change?” He shook his head.
“I've never ran from you Darnell, I just don't take anybody serious who makes my bullshit detector explode.”
“Touché, but you wouldn't give me the time of day. What was I supposed to do?”
“You were supposed to stop messing around with them money hungry chicks and go after the woman you wanted. That is, if you really wanted her.”
“You're right, because I've always wanted her.” Darnell's eyes deliberately traveled the length of Lauren's body from the side.
“Anyway, I'm not trying to hear all that jazz.”
“Yeah, I know. I really wish you would though. Are you going to the reunion tonight?”
“May I help the next person in line?” The cashier inte
rrupted their conversation.
“Hello. Yes, I’ll have a large double espresso with three sugars and whatever the lady here is having.” Darnell nodded t
oward Lauren.
“Thank you. I’ll have a double espresso with six sugars and a b
anana nut muffin.”
“Alright, your total is $12.62 sir.”
“Here you go, Darnell pulled out a twenty. Keep the change.”
“Thank you very much. If you step to the end of the counter, your order will be right up. The cashier smiled.
“Are you going to the reunion?” Lauren answered Darnell’s question with a question as they made their way through the small but tight crowd to get their drinks.
“Yeah, I'm going to stop by for a few.”
“Well, in that case, I'm definitely not going.”
“Oh, well neither am I.”
“On second thought, I think I’ll go ahead and go.”
“Ha! Damn, I thought we were better than that.”
“You better stop thinking so much.” She smiled.
“I see you got hella jokes, huh? Look whose gone and b
ecome a comedian.” He laughed.
“Hey, what can I say, I get in a good one every now and then.”
“Seriously though, I thought about going. But to be honest, I think it’s going to be a waste of time. Plus, I have a lot going on with work and my dance class this weekend. Therefore, I think I'm going to pass this year.”
“That's understandable but I really think you should pop in for a minute if you can find the time in your busy schedule.”
“Hey you never know.”
“Alright beautiful, let me get back to the empire. My assi
stant has been blowing up my cell since I first walked up and saw you.”
“Okay Darnell, take care. Thanks again for the coffee.”
“Anytime sexy.”
“You do the same. Maybe, if I'm lucky, I'll see you t
onight.”
“If I were you, I wouldn't bet on it.”
“Damn woman, you’re cold. Next time I see you, I'm going to fix that though.” He winked and disappeared into the throngs of people traveling the business district.
******
“Ma'am, how are you going to tell me to meet you at the print shop to help you select new designs for your business cards and I'm the only one here.” Her best friend, Marie fussed over her Bluetooth.
“I'm sorry; I forgot I have an appointment this morning to get new tires. I was about to call you but I got sidetracked at The Steamy Cup Cafe.”
“How did you get sidetracked?”
“OMG, does it matter?” Lauren released an exasperated sigh.
“Yes, it matters because you’re one person who doesn't get diverted. That high-pitched response denotes you weren't just sidetracked, you were driven to distraction.”
“So, who is this guy?”
“Marie, I have no idea…”
“Lauren, don't play with me!”
“Fine! It was Darnell.”
“Girl, stop lying. The same Darnell that has wanted you since our college days? The same Darnell that is now a big time real estate tycoon?”
“One in the same.”
“And he still has the hots for you?”
“Darnell has the hots for every good looking woman that walks in front of his face.”
“All he sees right now is you. Lauren please, you better grab that man up and simply enjoy the moment.”
“It’s better when it’s a no-strings-attached fling anyway. That way you don’t have to worry about a broken heart.”
“Thanks for the wisdom, but no thanks. I'm not up for b
eing anybody's fuck buddy.”
Even if it’s Darnell's sexy behind
.
“Lauren, I wish you would live a little love muffin.” She exhaled.
“I still rent porn from the sex shop, I'm living enough. I'm living on the edge actually.”
“You need some real mental help.” Marie laughed.
“Whatever, anyway we'll go to the print shop next week.”
“No we won't, you’re on your own. Ain't nobody got time to play with you.”
“Please Marie, you know how much I value your opinion. You're my best friend.”
“I’m so happy you know how important friendship is. B
ecause it means the world to me, you’ll be my date to our college reunion tonight.”
“Marieeee, please don't make me go to that reunion.” She whined.
“You don't have to go but you do have to find another hairstylist and dog sitter for jazz. Good luck trying to get someone to watch a pit bull, especially the bad ass one that belongs to you.”
“You would blackmail your best friend, your sister from another mother?”
“Who me? Not at all. Hell yeah I would, especially after all the times you've done it to me. I told you payback is a bitch and what do you know, I was right.”
“I won’t go down without a fight. In the meantime, I guess I better go find something to wear while I'm out.”
“No need, I picked up your outfit, pumps, and accessories yesterday when I bought my dress. I know how you like to stall then change your mind about things at the last minute, which is why I took care of everything.”
“Did you now?”
“Sure did.”
“Now all you have to do is be at my place at seven; and be on time Lauren.” She warned.
“You are sooo lucky I love you like we came from the same womb.”
“Yeah, yeah I have to go; see you in a few.”
“Bye.”
******
It was a little after nine thirty when Lauren in a black, fitted dress that was sheer at the top and buttoned around the neck and Marie in a sweetheart, dark purple, sleeveless, fitted dress arrived at the W Hotel just in time for dinner to be served.
Displayed boldly and absolutely beautifully against the gold bac
kground of the elegant grand ballroom were the college colors, royal blue and white. Everything from the balloons and confetti to the centerpieces and chair covers was an implication of perfection as well as a remarkable eye for detail. While heading across the room to the check-in booth to retrieve their name tags, Lauren and Marie were frequently stopped as old friends and classmates greeted them along the way with hearty hugs and genuine smiles.
With the fancy designed paper that now held their names in place, Marie went straight to the food line while Lauren found a spot on the dance floor. The reunion was in full swing now. The buffet style dinner was plentiful and piled high on handcrafted gold pla
tters. The dance floor was packed, the DJ was bumping nineties hit one after the other. Everyone was enjoying themselves and reminiscing about the good times.
“Have you seen your man yet?”
“He’s not my man and no I haven’t seen Darnell.”
“Don’t get your panties in a bunch. He’s coming.” Marie smirked.
“Bite me Marie. I’m going to go say hi to Neffee and April then I’m going to go grab me a drink.”
“Well, you go ahead. I’m going to go talk to Cedric's fine ass.” Marie informed Lauren.
“Okay, I’ll meet up with you in a bit.”
Lauren went over to the bar and asked the bartender to make her a lemon drop while she chatted with her old classmates. After her third lemon drop, Lauren decided a change of scenery was in order. Hence, she went down to the first floor of the bal
lroom and out into the grand garden. She found an empty white bench behind a group of tall shrubs and a small pond then took a seat.
“Here I was thinking my luck must've run out with your departure from the Coffee Shop earlier.” Darnell confessed as he approached Lauren with the same sexy grin on his face he po
ssessed in college. “The night is still young...”
“Oh, it’s like that?”
“Yep, it sure is.” She grinned.
“Damn, can you cut a brother some slack?”
“Why would I want to do that?”
“Because I'm really a good guy and want the opportunity to prove it.”
“Who were you showing you were a really good guy before you ran into me?”
“No one, I'm not seeing anyone at the moment.”
“Right...”
“Seriously, I'm not.”
“In that case, come show me just how good a guy you are.” Lauren dared him as she downed the last of her drink.
“Excuse me; I don't think I heard…”
“You heard me just fine.” Lauren sat her glass down beside her, hiked her dress up a bit, and began rubbing her thick thighs.
“Lauren don't play with me; I'm a grown ass man.” He warned her then gulped down his Scotch in two swigs.
“Who’s playing?” Lauren spread her legs, slipped a finger inside her pussy, and moaned just as two women were walking by.
“Seriously, Lauren…”
“Seriously Darnell, does it really look like I'm playing with you?” Lauren countered as she slid her wet fingers out of her creamy opening and sucked them dry.
Darnell threw his empty glass behind him and closed the lengthy distance between them in no time at all. He pulled Lauren into the softest most intense and unhurried kiss of her life. When their lips met and Darnell's tongue slipped inside, exploring La
uren's lemon-flavored mouth, she was so blown away that her knees began to buckle.
“Whoa baby, don't pass out on me just yet.” Darnell laughed while holding Lauren steady.
“Damn. I take it you like that, huh?”
“I did very much.”
“Then you're going to love this.”
Darnell pulled Lauren around the garden wall to a small opening and met her with hurried kisses. Picking her up, he ground his manhood into her increasing wetness.
“Fuck, I have wanted you for so long.” Darnell declared between showering her lips and neck with kisses.