Don’t Think Too Long (Part 2)
You got the sauce, girl, I cannot forgot
As I lay in my bed, girl, I think about it
You got that ocean that’s wetter than wet
That’s why I keep surfin’ you
Licking you, baby, no curving you
You got that ass that keep me on my toes
When you freakin’ me, baby, anything goes
But when you go down, I know you care and it shows
I’ll return the favour, baby, times ten
I’ma keep you cummin’, cummin’ again
Again, oh, again
Keep you cummin’, keep you cummin’ again
I’ll return the favor, baby, times ten
I’ma keep you cummin’, cummin’ again
It was pouring down rain when I pulled up to Sammie’s house. I guess I was gonna get my third shower for the day after I realized I had no umbrella in my car.
“Damn, Miyah. You should’ve called me when you were outside. I would’ve brought the umbrella out to you,” he said running off to grab me a towel as I walked through his front door.
“It’s alright Sammie, it’s just a little rain it’s not gonna kill me,” I giggled at him being so frantic and concerned about me being all wet.
“Well, I don’t want my favorite background vocalist sick. I be needing those pipes in tip-top shape,” he chuckled, staring at me a bit.
The sudden awkward moment was broken when Bravo and Soprano, his two red nose pits came barreling down the hallway. I quickly bent down to pet them both as they jumped up on me.
“You two act like y’all ain’t seen me in forever,” I laughed.
“You know they love when you come over. You always feeding them all their treats and rubbing their bellies. I’d be happy to see you too when you come over, but what can I say, I’m always happy to see you,” he softly smiled signaling the dogs to go sit on their doggie beds.
“Umm, I think my sister left some clothes here the last time she visited. I think you two are about the same size. I’ll get them for you and you can throw those wet clothes in the dryer.”
He smiled and walked off to another room while I pulled off my wet fitted pink T-shirt, skinny jeans and sandals. Then walked off to his laundry room and threw my wet clothes inside.
“Miyah where you at?!”
“In here!” I yelled back from the laundry room pressing start on his dryer.
“Here I found some shorts and a tank...Oh damn! My bad Miyah I-I didn’t know you were... Ugghh, l-like that, damn,” he cursed, stuttered, and stumbled over his words, covering his face. He quickly turned around, reaching the clothes he had back towards me.
“What’s wrong Lee, I know you’re not embarrassed? I’m sure you’ve seen a bra and panty set before,” I giggled, tugging on one of his loose curls as I walked out past him towards the bathroom.
I caught a glimpse of him tilting his head ever so slightly, just staring at me from the corner of my eye. He quickly covered his eyes back when I turned and looked at him right before entering the bathroom. I just laughed to myself cause he’s always such a well put together gentleman. It was funny seeing him so rattled by a little skin.
When I finished my business I walked out of the bathroom, catching him mumble something to himself as he walked down to his basement studio.
Was he praying?
It had been a couple of hours of us working on a few of his new songs and I did a few tracks with a few harmonizing runs. I took a little break relaxing on the leather couch he had in there, watching him just sing his heart out.
His voice was just like a lullaby. It was close to midnight and after working a 10-hour shift at the restaurant, I think it had caught up with me. It didn’t take long for me to drift off to sleep.
I wasn’t sure how long I was out before I was startled by the thunder rattling the windows in the house.
“Dang, Sammie, what time is it?” I questioned, realizing I was covered up with a heavy velour throw blanket.
“It’s almost 2 AM,” he replied walking out from the recording booth.
“Shit, I should get going,” I stood up folding the blanket he covered me up with.
“It’s storming Miyah, you shouldn’t be out driving in this weather. Why don’t you just....stay the night with me."
“I don’t want to overstay my welcome,” I said smiling. “Besides I gotta work the morning shift. So I gotta be back up in a few hours.”
“Call in Miyah, you deserve to take a day off,” he ran his hands along my arms. The trail of goosebumps he had left behind, formed instantly.
“What you talking bout Lee? I can’t afford to take any days off, you know that,” I chuckled.
“So I’ll give you whatever you’re gonna miss today,” he stepped much closer, filling any empty space we had between us. I literally had to look up at him as he towered over me.
“Lee you know I’m not gonna take your money...Mmmm!"
Before I could finish the last syllable in my sentence he was laying those chocolate lips of his onto my own. His strong hands surrounded my cheeks as he pressed into me harder. Both of us moaning in unison when our tongues touched for the very first time.
That kiss was so powerful! So needed, so wanted, so desired. A whole lot more then I was ready to admit to him and especially to myself.
“Lee, I-I can’t,” I breathed out pulling our lips apart.
“You know you always find a good excuse to tell me no when it comes to work and money. So now you’re gonna try to give me an excuse of why I can’t kiss you?” he asked stroking his thumbs across my cheeks.
“I-It’s not you. Trust me it’s not,” I croaked, still trying to catch my breath from that kiss.
“I’m still trying to understand it, cause I know this thing we got goes way past us just being friends Miyah,” he started brushing his soft lips down my neck.
A deep moan left my lips when he nipped at my shoulders. My arms instantly wrapped around his neck pulling him closer. His mouth glided up my neck leaving small chaste kisses to my chin, finally landing back on my lips.
“Let me make love to you tonight Miyah.”
I don’t think he was gonna let me answer with a no again when he slipped his tongue down my throat once more. But I think my body gave him a silent yes once I felt my feet leave the floor and my legs curve against his back.
Damn, I couldn’t believe this was happening as he carried me up the staircase like I was light as a feather.
My tank top, his t-shirt, my bra, his belt. They all trailed down the stairs like some bread crumbs on a pathway to his bedroom.
“Wait, wait, wait, Lee,” I breathed heavily as I felt my back hit his cool cobalt blue sheets.
“What’s wrong Baby?” he asked kissing up my stomach.
“Ooh fuck,” I cursed when his tongue glided gracefully between my breasts, pecking on my lips.
His eyes met mines and I had to really think about what the hell I was just trying to say right then.
“Umm ugh, umm. W-what about you ab-ab, Mmm, oh gawd. Y-your supposed to, Mmm, be abstaining,” I was barely able to get out while he kissed back down to my thighs, peeling those shorts and my panties right off of my body and tossed them right to the floor.
“I said when I was ready right?”
He spread my legs apart. I know my pussy was wetter than that tsunami right outside of his window.
“And I’m more than ready.”
Sammie introduced his lips to my lower set with a welcoming kiss. Taking a moment to lick his lips, relishing in the sweet flavor, dripping from my glistening crevice.
"Shhh......No more talking Baby, just moaning......”
His tongue dived right into my pussy taking its first lap around in my ocean.
"Mmmhmm, just like that, Baby,” was the last thing he said before he turned my ass completely out.
I swear he was like a doctor, strategically breathing new life into my pussy with every flick of his tongue. Ooh, that mouth to pussy resuscitation! He resurrected my poor lifeless kitty, giving her a pulsating beat that throbbed in between his those full glazed chocolate lips.
“Oh Lee, Oh Lee, Oooohhhh!”
My legs trembled like an earthquake around his head causing a flood all over his beard. But I don’t think it bothered him one-bit as his tongue slipped between my cheeks sucking on my ass making my toes curl.
Lee stroked his firm hands across my thighs spreading my legs wide open, holding them there while he buried his face a little deeper into my dark abyss.
“Oh gawd, oh gawd, oh gawd, please.......don’t move!” I screamed palming a fist full of his hair.
My back retracted from the bed as his tongue poked and probed me like I was a late night project he was determined to work out all the kinks on.
His lips traveled up my right leg. Nipping at my thigh....my calf.....then my ankle, he made sure he didn’t leave one spot untouched by his lips. He was thoroughly acquainting his self very well with all my body’s anatomy.
Sammie reached over into his nightstand pulling out a black box dumping one lone gold wrapper out onto the table.
“Damn, I haven’t had a need to stock up lately” he chuckled.
“I guess we better make it count then,” I replied taking the gold wrapper right out of his hand.
I gently tore the foil open and tugged at his denim pants. His lips slightly curved into a smile while he helped me in my efforts to relieve him of his pants.
“Are you gonna put that in me?”
I was a little startled at what slithered out of those pants. This man was blessed, blessed. And to think, good gawd he was about to get ready to rearrange my reproductive organs.
“That was kind of what I had in mind,” he chuckled.
He took the condom from my nervous hand and sheathed himself. Then raised an eyebrow at me when I asked another question.
“All of it though?”
He picked my legs up laying them straight across his torso and smiled before leaning down and kissing me.
“We can negotiate,” he smirked.
“You tell me when it’s too much Baby,” he kissed me hard temporarily distracting me as he slipped past my threshold. My nails instantly dug into his back as I moaned heavily into his mouth.
"Mmmm, Miyah,” he groaned into my neck, slowly moving in and out of me.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as he sped up the pace. My moans grew louder and louder with every thrust of his hips.
“Can I go deeper Baby? Damn,” he cursed before kissing me, pulling on my bottom lip.
“Ohhh fuck yessss Zzzaaddyy, stroke this pussy!”
His hips swiveled and swayed against mine. I could feel that pressure start to build in my core as my walls clenched tightly around him.
Every deep stroke was better than the next. He made sure I felt every inch of him, every kiss, every caress of his fingertips against my skin.
“Oh gawd Lee, what you doing to me?” I questioned as he looked deeply into my eyes biting the corner of his mouth.
Damn, he was fucking me like his life depended on it. He definitely was making sure every stroke counted.
I threw my arms around his neck. He had my legs pushed far into the headboard. Nothing but pussy he was diving into with every stroke. The friction had us perspiring heavily but we both didn’t seem to mind at all.
“Fuck, Baby you so sexy. So beautiful Mmm!”
My pussy poured out her appreciation for the compliment, giving his magic stick a tight hug as I clenched around him.
“Lee, oh gawd!” I moaned as my eyes rolled to the back of my head for the millionth time.
“It’s okay Baby, let the sweet pussy cum for me,” he spoke against my lips before he kissed them so passionately.
I unraveled right then and there, quivering and shaking with him on top of me, grunting lowly in my ear staggering his strokes.
“Shhhiiit, Miyah, Mmm!" He called out my name as he released everything he had bottled up since his celibacy pact 4 months ago. His hot drenched toned body rested on top of mines, relaxing into each other's presence.
My body was too tired to talk, too tired to walk, too tired to do anything else but breathe and apparently just able curl up under him laying my head upon his chest.
His heartbeat played in my ear like a lullaby. It didn’t take too long before I was drifting off to a sweet slumber with his lips on my forehead kissing me goodnight.
“Miyah.....Miyah....come on sleeping beauty, time to wake up.”
I rolled over stretching my arms out as Sammie rubbed gently on my back.
"Mmmm what time is it?”
My blurry eyes finally focused in on the clock on his nightstand.
"Aww fuck Lee! I was supposed to be to work at 7 A.M. Why didn’t you wake me?” I questioned, jumping up looking for my bra and panties.
“Well, we did have a long night and you looked like you needed the rest anyway Miyah,” he replied just sitting on his bed watching me as I ran around frantically searching for my clothes.
“Don’t tell me to fuckin’ relax, I could lose my damn job over this!”
“Why would you lose your job for being late for work? You’re always there. I’m sure they’ll forgive you Amiyah.”
“Late is 5-15 minutes Lee, not damn near 4 hours. You ever heard of no call, no show? That’s job abandonment. That means automatic termination. And I need my damn job, Lee!”
“I understand that but you be so exhausted every time I see you. You do too much, it’s time for you to take time for you, let somebody else take care of you for once.......Fuck that job girl. It’s not even what you went to school for.”
“Take care of me? I’m not any of these hoes out here. I’m not a damn charity case waiting for the next hard up Sugar Daddy to take care of me! Really Lee? I can’t believe you said that.”
“Yeah, I did what’s wrong with that?”
“So who the hell do you figure is gonna take care of me, Lee? You?" I laughed trying to look for my clothes after slipping into my bra and panties.
“Yes,” he replied getting up and handing me my clothes, I guess he folded up earlier from out of the dryer.
“Your crazy, Lee. Why would you wanna do that?”
He cupped my cheeks in his hands making me look into his eyes.
“Maybe because I see how hard you work. Maybe because you do so much for everybody else. Maybe because you’re just a beautiful human being. Maybe because I’m in lo-”
“Your talking foolishness right now. It’s amazing how people who haven’t had to work hard a day in their lives always wanna tell me to take off or quit my damn job.”
I laughed sarcastically at first not realizing the look on his face was dead ass serious and not realizing that I just put my damn foot in my mouth.
“I’m sorry, Lee, I......I didn’t mean-”
“No, you’re alright...I know what you meant," he shook his head at me.
I felt bad. I didn’t mean to make it sound like he had a cakewalk life or career. He was a hard worker and put everything he had physically and mentally in bringing his career to the point it was at now.
I felt even worse when I caught a glimpse of the bed.
This man woke up early and cooked breakfast for me.......this man just gave my body the best sex of my life and ended something that spiritually meant something to him. This man offered to take care of me and all I was worried about was my dead-end ass 9-5 job.
“Naw, I don’t want to hold you up from going to work more than I have already. I’m bout to go bullshit around in the studio and make a lot of easy money from it. Just lock the door when you leave,” he walked right past me and headed down the stairs.
~To Be Continued