Authors: Adrienne Williams
The night had been a huge success. So many people had already set up appointments and others had purchased products. Liza and Joe drove Renee to her car since it was nighttime and they didn’t want her walking by herself. Liza was about to come out of her skin. “So, what did you talk about?” Renee rolled her eyes to the top of her head and said “Liza, we didn’t talk about anything. I had to get back to the party, so I couldn’t just stand there talking to Elliott and ignoring everybody else.” Liza sighed and said, Okay, don’t tell me then, but you two make a beautiful couple.” Joe was laughing and said, “Liza, leave her alone. Renee, I gotta agree with Liza, though.” Liza said to Joe, as if Renee was not sitting right there, “Did you see the way they were looking at each other? Like they wanted to get naked right then and there” They finally got to Renee’s car. Renee got out, thanked them, and said “You two need to go home and make your own fantasies tonight, okay?” They laughed as Renee got in her car and drove away.
When Renee got home that night it was almost 11:00. She got a bottled water from the refrigerator and was about to take off her shoes when she heard a knock at her door. She was running her fingers through her hair to remove it from the modified ponytail she had created. She knew it was Kayla returning the shoes that she had borrowed for tonight. “You could’ve waited until tomorrow to bring the shoes . . . “ When she opened the door, there stood Elliott. “Renee, I know it’s late and that I said I would wait to see you after the opening, but, well, it’s after the opening.” Renee gathered her composure and stepped aside, indicating that he could come in. “Elliott, you didn’t have to come over here tonight. I was . . . “ Before she could say another word, Elliott had pulled her into his arms and gave her a kiss so fiery and passionate that she felt her knees buckle. She tried to resist, tried to pull herself from his embrace, but she just couldn’t do it. Before she knew it, her arms were around his neck and her fingers were lacing their way through his hair. His tongue worked its way into her mouth, mating with hers. A deep groan formed at the base of Elliott’s throat and Renee felt herself getting hotter and hotter. He released her long enough to say “I’ve wanted to do that for a long, long time.” He didn’t give her a chance to say anything before his mouth was on hers again. His mouth moved from her mouth to the sensitive area of her neck and across her collarbone. She felt his sex growing harder and harder and she was becoming a puddle for him. “Elliott, you should probably . . . “ Renee knew by the look in his eyes that he had no intention of going anywhere other than her bedroom. “If you really want me to leave, I will. I didn’t come here to force anything. You know I wouldn’t do that. But do you really want me to leave?” Renee didn’t answer, and Elliott picked her up and carried her to the bedroom.
He unzipped her dress and watched it fall to the floor. She had on a lacy black bra and panties and was still in her strappy sandals. He sat her on the bed and knelt down to remove her sandals. As he was coming back up, he kissed her full, soft lips and he gently laid her onto the bed. She un-tucked his shirt from his slacks and he undid the buttons and took it off. He went back to kissing her neck, causing her to sigh and moan softly as she stroked his strong, muscled back. As he was whispering her name, she felt his sex pressing into the dampness of her panties. Elliott stood up and removed his slacks. He unfastened the front closure of her bra, freeing her chocolate brown breasts and their milk chocolate taut nipples. He slid the straps down her arms and removed the bra completely. He looked into her beautiful brown eyes and saw the need in her just like she saw the need in him. He kissed, licked and sucked on her neck and collarbone and across her chest. Renee was moaning and writhing beneath him, making him want her so bad, but he wanted to take his time with her. His mouth claimed her left nipple while his hand squeezed and massaged the other. His kisses moved down to her soft, flat stomach. When he reached the top of her panties, he removed them with one smooth motion. After he had her completely naked, his eyes raked over her slender, curvy body and he felt his lust for her grow even more. Renee’s eyes met his and she said, “Elliott, I’m . . .” He looked at her and said “Renee, you’re perfect.” He removed his boxers and laid his body fully on top of hers, making her moan and open her legs for him. He went back to sucking and rubbing her nipples. He moved his hand down to her soft, wet mound and parted her lips. He massaged her slowly, sliding his fingers in and out of her wetness. He found her sensitive clit and when he touched it, Renee let out a soft whimper. He stroked the little button, making her wetter and wetter and causing her to writhe her body in a way that was making him crazy. He couldn’t take it anymore. He wanted to have all of her now. He slowly entered his engorged sex into her sweet, hot tightness. As he entered her he whispered her name, “Renee.” As he was entering her, he felt her body and her sex simultaneously clench. They looked into each other’s eyes. Elliott knew at that moment that Renee had not been with anybody since the last time he had made love to her, all those years ago. “Renee, I don’t wanna hurt you, I’ll stop right now.” She looked into his intense blue eyes and said, “It’s okay, Elliott. I know you wouldn’t hurt me.” He brought his mouth down gently onto hers and began to slowly stroke her. She felt so hot, and her tightness was making him insane. He didn’t know how long he could last. Renee was writhing in time with Elliott’s rhythm. His sex had taken her by surprise initially, but she was fully engaged at this point. His strokes and his groans were taking her to a place that she never wanted to leave. His strokes were deep and gentle but growing more and more intense. Renee’s groans turned to whimpers and on Elliott’s last thrust, her muscles clenched his sex such that he came deep inside of her. They were writhing and moaning each other’s names, “Yes, baby, come with me, Renee.” She came so good and so hard that she didn’t want to ever stop. “Elliott, so good, yes, yes, ooohhh, that feels so good. You make me come so good.” After several more deep strokes, they were both spent. They were kissing and stroking each, Elliott causing little shivers of pleasure throughout Renee’s body whenever he touched her anywhere. “I’ve missed you, Renee. I don’t want to leave.” She replied, “I don’t want you to leave.” They drifted to a relaxed, peaceful slumber.
The next morning, Sunday morning, Renee woke up early. She carefully eased herself out of bed so as not to awaken Elliott. She carefully pulled the covers onto him and quietly made her way to the bathroom and shower. After she finished cleansing herself, she put on some of her lavender-scented moisturizer, arranged her locs into a messy high ponytail and dressed herself into a lightweight knit leisure set. Elliott was still sleeping so she proceeded to go into the kitchen to prepare breakfast. As she was taking the eggs and wheat bread from the refrigerator, Elliott came into the kitchen, wearing only his slacks and looking disheveled and very, very sexy. He stood behind her and gave her a gentle squeeze against his body and nuzzled her neck. “Good morning, Elliott,” Renee said as she turned to face him. He bent his head to kiss her full, sensual lips and elicited a soft sigh from her. “Good morning, Renee.” They stood there looking at each other for a while before Renee said, “I was going to make us some egg white omelets, wheat toast, fruit and juice. Is that okay with you?” she asked over her shoulder as she took out red and green bell peppers, kale, and tomatoes. “Of course it’s okay he said huskily before kissing her again, this time, pressing her closely to his solid frame. She felt herself growing weak for him again, but she released herself from their intimate embrace and said, “Elliott, the breakfast isn’t going to make itself.” He sighed and said, “Okay, okay. Is there anything I can do?” She thought about the many, many things that he could do to her, but instead she “I got it.” As she turned around to start cutting the vegetables for the omelets, Elliott’s phone rang. She heard him talking to Lena and say, “No, it just turned into a late night. I’ll be there a bit later. Okay, bye.” He ended his call and went back to sit on one of the barstools as Renee busied herself with breakfast. Elliott went over to the fireplace mantle and looked at the photographs of Kayla and Matt in various stages of growing up. They were beautiful children. He couldn’t stop looking at the one of Renee and the kids on what looked like a day in the park. They looked like they were having so much fun. He wished he could’ve been there with them. Renee saw Elliott looking at the pictures. Looking at him, sensing that he was thinking about how much of their lives he had missed out on, made her want to cry all over again. After she finished preparing their early morning meal, they sat on the barstools, eating in silence. After they finished eating, Elliott finally broke the silence and said “Renee, why wouldn’t you let me talk to you the other day? I really wanted to apologize for . . . “ Before he could complete his thought, Renee said, “Elliott, please. I can’t . . .” Her voice cracked and she did exactly what she didn’t want to do. She started to cry. The last thing that she wanted to do was to cry like some pathetic fool in front of Elliott. He held her close to him. He wanted to soothe her pain, not cause it. “Renee, no, baby, please don’t cry. I didn’t mean to upset you.” He walked her over to her sectional and they sat down. He continued, “I’m so sorry for the things I said to you. I should’ve known that something happened. I was just so hurt and confused as to why you wouldn’t have told me.” After Renee had somewhat gathered her composure, she said, “I never wanted to hurt you, Elliott. I was young, you know? But I was so happy when I took the home pregnancy test and it was positive. I went to the doctor to be sure and they said they would call me with the results . . . “ Renee felt like she was going to start crying all over again. Elliott took a box of Kleenex off the end table and put it beside her. “Before I got home, the doctor’s office called and Maggie took the call. She was horrible to me.” Elliott sat her back on the couch and held her in his arms. “I know, Renee. My mom told me what happened and so did your dad.” Renee said, “I tried to call you after I got here, but your mom answered the calls and she told me that you had left for San Francisco. She told me how I hurt you when I left like that and maybe I should not call for awhile.” By this time, Elliott could feel tears stinging his eyes. “Yeah, she told me that too.” “You don’t have anything to be sorry about, Elliott. I owe you the apology and it just feels like I’m not ever going to be able to say or do enough . . .” He held her closer and said, “Okay, baby, shhhh. It’s okay.” After her tears had subsided, Renee went into the bathroom to splash some cold water on her face. When she returned to the living area, she had a photo album with her. She and Elliott looked through the photos together of the pictures of when Matt and Kayla were babies up to very recent pictures. There were pictures of Renee when she was pregnant. “Oh, baby, look at you, Elliott said.” She said “Yeah, I got pretty big. I remember being so scared when the doctor told me I was having twins.” He looked at her and said, “You look beautiful. I wish I could’ve been there for you.” She looked into his deep blue eyes and said, “I wish you could’ve been there, too.”
It was almost 5:00 in the evening when Elliott left Renee’s apartment. He knew he was going to get tons of questions from his mother when he got to the house. “Elliott,” Lena said in mock exasperation, “Where on God’s green earth have you been all this time?” Elliott really was having a hard time looking his mom in the eye and answering that question. Besides, he knew that she knew where he had spent the night. Ben said, “Now, Lena, leave the boy alone. I’m sure he has a good reason for being out all night and most of the next day.” Ben gave his son a half smile and sat on the sofa. “Son, your mom and I need to get back to California. I’ve already booked our tickets and we’re scheduled to leave on Wednesday.” Before Elliott could protest, Lena said, “Elliott, we need to get back and tend to a few things. We’ve had such a wonderful time here with Kayla and Matt, but it’s time for us to get back.” Elliott said, “Okay, I understand.” Ben said, “I think you’ve reached a point to where you know you’ve got some decisions to make about your family, son.” Elliott looked into the blue eyes of his dad, eyes that mirrored his own, and nodded in agreement.
When he got back over to Renee’s place, she was making pan-seared fresh fish, steamed vegetables and brown rice. They ate their delicious fare and enjoyed much easier conversation, talking about college, their careers, life in New York, life in LA, the kids, etc. After dinner, Renee put the remaining dishes into the dishwasher. Elliott had brought his laptop over and was searching the Internet while Renee checked her emails to see if there was anything pressing that she needed to respond to before tomorrow. After she finished, she went into the bedroom and put on a nightshirt and let her locs swing freely about her back and shoulders. Elliott shut down his computer and went to join her in the bedroom where she was flipping through TV stations. He smiled as he took the remote from her, turned off the TV, and began giving her the most relaxing scalp massage she had ever experienced. She closed her eyes and sighed softly as his fingers gently caressed her temples and scalp. Very soon, his lips were on hers, softly at first then more passionate. He pulled her nightshirt over her head and pulled her closer to him. The desire that they felt for each other was growing with each passing second until they were finally under the covers, writhing and moaning in pure pleasure, their bodies’ slick with sweat and the juices from their lovemaking. Words alone could never describe the intensity of the orgasms that Renee and Elliott gave to each other. After Renee had fallen asleep, Elliott lay there for a few more minutes before drifting off into sweet slumber. Indeed, he knew what he had to do.