In front of Erica was one of the most extravagant flower designs she’d ever seen. She recognized the hydrangeas, roses, and peonies. There were a host of other flowers she didn’t recognize. Included in the arrangement were small personal effects –miniature versions of Louboutins, a cell phone, tablet, and a Doc McStuffins character. “It was the closest thing we had in the shop of a Black doctor so we’re working on that,” he snuggled against her neck, “so I hope it’s not too cheesy for you.”
Erica turned around with tears in her eyes. Eli wasn’t sure if they were of excitement or frustration. With women, it was always hard to tell. “I fucking love it! I normally wouldn’t say the ‘f word’ but I really do love this!”
“I’m glad,” he smiled. “I’m really glad to hear that.”
Erica stepped back and undid her halter. With a quick movement, the dress fell to the floor. She wore her finest V-string and high heels. “Can I thank you now?”
She was a goddess. Her supple skin shimmered in the light and Eli felt the heat emitting from her body. A yearning stirred inside him again and this time, it was louder and deafening. She made him realize something he’d long buried and didn’t want to remember. Eli picked her up and carried her to her bedroom. “Oh, yes you can.”
They fell on the bed and Eli took a moment to just look at the beauty of Erica. Her breasts reminded him dark chocolate teardrops. He caressed her taut stomach and she shivered at the touch. He kept one hand on her midsection while slowly tracing her white lace panties with his free hand. “Exquisite,” he murmured.
Erica squirmed beneath him, frustrated she had to keep still but secretly liked the torture. “Eli…”
“Shh…” He closed his mouth on hers. Slowly, he tasted her, pushing his tongue inside to explore more. She tasted of wine, sugar, and coffee. She reminded him of old feelings and took him back to when he was young and free of responsibilities and commitments. He felt lost within her and he’d barely touched her.
His hands caressed her thighs, moving down to the balls of her feet and slid his hands back up to her waist. She felt comforting and her body responded with every caress and exploration.
Erica closed her eyes and felt she was sent to a long fantasy, somewhere far away. Eli’s hands were magical and surprisingly gentle. She felt every emotion as it entered her body and soul – need, impatience, lust, and desire. Her skin was hot to the touch and she felt She briefly wondered how it would be when he was finally inside her.
Eli suddenly pulled her up and he quickly undressed in front of her; his eyes never left hers. Erica almost gasped at the beauty of him – a muscular build complemented with strong arms and a six-pack she’d already imagined tracing her tongue over it. His abs led to strong legs and a very impressive and hardened cock between them.
“On the bed,” he demanded, and Erica quickly climbed back on it. Eli joined her again, placing a series of small kisses all over her body before meeting her lips once again. His hands traveled down to her heated, wet slit. He heard an audible gasp and soft moan as he began to play with her.
His mouth captured one of her breasts, tracing her nipple with his tongue before he gently nipped at it. “So beautiful,” he moaned as his fingers kept stroking her sex, “so damn beautiful.”
“Don’t stop, Eli…” She moaned. Her skin was hot to the touch and her normally calm, collected, and cool personality flew out of the window. She was always a good girl and did everything by the letter and by the book.
Then Eli…he didn’t even say a word to her. He didn’t force himself or made any snide remarks and Erica gave up the panties without a request. She could finally see what every woman in world did.
She breathed in short pants before the orgasm washed over her body. “That’s it,” his deep voice whispered as she moaned into his mouth, “that’s it.” He withdrew from her and got off the bed. He retrieved the condoms he brought with him and sheathed one on.
He pulled Erica by her ankles and ripped her panties off before he kneeled on the bed. He ran his cock up and down her wet slit before he slowly entered her. She felt so tight and welcoming like a velvet glove. He felt like heaven.
He slowly drove into her as he studied her reaction. Her full lips cooed and gasped with each thrust. Her pussy contracted and clamped down with each movement and Eli thought he was about to lose it. Erica made him feel alive and reborn, a feeling he’d long forgotten about.
Eli brought Erica up to his level and they rode each other as she wrapped her arms around his neck. They pressed foreheads together and locked eyes, moving as one and moaning into each other’s mouths. Erica was close, so close, and she wouldn’t be able to stave off the orgasm any longer. Eli felt it too and rocked her harder on his cock before she finally came. Her body shook and her screams filled her apartment.
“That’s my girl.” He grinned as he thrust a few more times and met his own release. They tightly held onto each other as her pulsating pussy milked his cock. They fell back onto the bed, still entangled with each other and lightly covered with sweat.
Erica chuckled. “You probably lost all kinds of respect for me now.”
Eli shook his head and caressed Erica’s cheek. “You saved my son’s life. I’ll never lose respect for you.”
Erica’s making a comeback….
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