She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She had hoped, after she left California, that it would get easier for her. Quince was behind her, and all of that craziness during their divorce was behind her too. Her hope had been that it would have gotten easier. Not easy. But easier. Now that was being threatened too.
She heard a sound, and quickly opened her eyes. Then she started hearing footsteps in the suite. She immediately sat straight up, her heart pounding. “Who’s there?” she yelled. She couldn’t think of anything else to yell. “Who’s there?”
“Who do you think?” a very familiar voice yelled back, and Jenay’s heart went from horror to happiness. And then he appeared, walking into the bedroom like the man she was growing increasingly fond of. And when she saw him, after such an unsatisfying day, she couldn’t help herself. She stood up and jumped from the tub. As he entered the bathroom, she was running into his arms.
Charles was elated when her face lit up like a kid on Christmas and she ran into his arms. He wrapped her wet, naked body tightly and lifted her up. She wrapped her legs around him.
“You didn’t say you were coming back tonight,” she said with joy in her voice.
Charles looked at her pretty face. “Are you disappointed?”
She smiled. “You know I’m not. I don’t think there’s anybody better I would have wanted to see.”
Her revelation, that she was into him too, warmed his heart. He gave her a kiss on her lips.
“Why did you come back?” she asked him.
Charles was not a sentimental man. But seeing Jenay’s happiness, and holding Jenay’s wet, hot body, made him more prone to take a step. “I wanted to make sure your first day wasn’t a total bust,” he admitted. “I didn’t like the way you sounded on the phone.”
Jenay suspected she was the reason, but after experiencing nothing but hope turned to despair in all of her previous relationships, there was still that seed of doubt. But when Charles kissed her again, and he kissed her in a way that made clear that she was absolutely the reason, she wrapped her arms around his neck and returned the excitement of his kiss.
Charles started moaning as he moved his face from side to side and enjoyed the sweetness of her kiss. He felt her. He felt the skin of her smooth, black face against his hard, white face. He felt her toned arms around his neck, and her legs around his waist, and her breasts pressed against his chest, and her vagina pressed against his penis. It felt so wonderful to him that he wanted more of her. He knew at some point on his return, he would want her this way. But he never dreamed it would be this desperately. He wanted her, all of her, right now.
He lifted her, to where her breasts were in his mouth, and he feasted on them. And as he sucked her, and licked her, and nibbled on her, he carried her into the adjacent bedroom.
When he laid her on the bed, he immediately began to undress.
“I’ll bet you didn’t expect your night to end this way,” he said as he undressed, and stared at her gorgeous face, her beautiful body.
“You’d win that bet,” she said, just as he stopped undressing, got down on his knees, and began making love to her, between her legs, with his mouth. She clenched her teeth, as he ate her, and her body reacted by releasing those vaginal juices Charles was waiting for. He ate her harder when she released, and she squirmed in delight. Until the squirming, and her juices, and her fantastic taste, was too much for Charles.
He flung off his shirt, dropped his pants and boxers, stepped out and kicked his clothes aside, pulled a condom from his wallet, and then pulled her further onto the bed. He moved onto the bed too, and positioned his penis in direct aim of her vagina. He was about to pound the shit out of her. He wanted her just that badly.
But then he looked into her eyes, and saw that spark, that tenderness that attracted her to him in the first place, and he felt a thump in his heart. That odd thump he felt before when he was with her this way. And instead of putting it in her right away and giving her that pounding his dick was clearly ready to give to her, he leaned down, kissed her again, and then pulled her into his arms.
Jenay felt a swell of emotion when he held her. She knew her body was the object of men’s affection. She often wondered if that was all men wanted from her. She’d even wondered if it was all Charles wanted from her. But now, as he held her, as he kissed her so lovingly, she was beginning to feel differently about Charles. She suspected he could be somebody special. Now she believed he was.
Charles couldn’t let her go. Even after his body betrayed him and he guided his rock hard penis into her soft, wet pussy, he continued to hold her. He fucked her, long and hard, but he still couldn’t let her go. And when they came, within seconds of each other, Charles, too, felt a swell of emotion. What in the world was going on, he wondered as he stared at her. What was it about this woman, of all the women he’d ever had, that made him want her so completely?