Brown Skin (Part VI)

“I can’t believe I’m opening this door back up” she whispers to herself while driving up 95N. Months before she had decided that the feelings she had for him must die. You can’t love a person who refuses to love you back even if you can feel that they do. Feeling it is not enough. When a man is into a woman the whole world should know it, but here I am driving to him again. After receiving many text messages from him asking me to come up to see him; I finally caved in. This time I texted him. I’ve learned that my body has a problem rejecting him. He is able to touch me in places I hope my future husband will be able to reach one day. In the back of my mind I knew I was making a big mistake, but for some reason I was unable to make a U-turn and go home.

Although it’s been awhile since I been to his place my natural instinct still feel very familiar with the area. I remember when I felt like he was the one. As soon as the thought enter my head a cloud of sadness overcame me. Our reality had proving that it will never be a possibility. To make matters worse I know that when I am ready to move on with my life that he will feel how much love I really felt for him. Getting easily distracted by my thoughts I get lost in his neighborhood. After a few failed attempts to reach his place I finally make it. At this point I’m exhausted and want to lie down immediately. As I enter the door I can smell him throughout the home.  He isn’t here yet because he is still working. I go towards the bedroom and remove my pants and shirt. The bed awaits me. His bed is so comfortable that I fall asleep almost instantly to the sounds of South Park playing on the television.

Sleep turned into sex before I could fully open my eyes. I didn’t even hear him come in the house. All I felt was his mouth on my booty. I knew he would do what I love. In that moment his tongue begins to lick the crack of my booty. I felt like he had a point to prove; as if he wanted me to remember what he was capable of offering me in the bedroom. I could tell he had missed it. He miss all these memorable sexual moments that only him and I had the power to create. He got the moans that he craved when he started to eat me out. I had forgot what this felt like. As my moans became uncontrollable I kept in my head that it was just sex. I could not allow his licks and touches to overpower my judgment this go around. I was there for a reason; to enjoy the only thing he had ever offered me… sex. I’d be a fool to go back down that slippery road of rejection. I could keep yearning him the way I do, but it would lead me to nowhere.

As I force my thoughts to pause he puts my legs over his shoulders. At this point my pussy was soak and desperately wanting his dick to enter me. I’ve never been one on dick size but his is above anything I’ve ever seen. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve had men with big dicks, but they never worked it like him. My walls could feel all his strength constantly hitting my inner walls. He felt better than I remembered. He started to bite on my neck and breast. I was in paradise.

“I missed this. Did you miss daddy dick?” he said while stroking me like a champ.

Hesitantly I replied “Yes I missed it”. I hated to admit it, but I had to be honest with myself.

He kept repeat that he missed it and that nobody can fuck me the way that he could. He was right. Our connection was still undeniably thick.  My flood gates opened as his dick thrashed in and out of me.

“Flip over” he instructed me.

I did as I was told and got into the doggy style position. He began to bang it out as I tried to run from it. I could feel him in my guts, but what can I say pain is pleasure. He was so focused on satisfying me. This time felt different. I felt like he needs me for the first time at that very moment; even if it was to nourish his sexual appetite. I’ve realize that people are in your life for a reason. He might be in mine for sex now, but things have a tendency to change. I’ve expected more than sex from him because I knew I was falling for him. Deep down I knew that this is all it would be for right now. As we both reached our peak we fell asleep peacefully. As the sun rose, so did I. I put on my clothes and made my way to work. Before leaving I walked over to him and gently kissed him on the forehead without awaking him.  At this point there was no need for any word. If we were to cross path again so be it. I began with expectations; I left without them.