Unthinkable (Undeniable Trilogy #1) (9 page)

“Calm down, baby. I’m not going anywhere.” I lay back down and tried to control the raging ache that was building inside me while I watched him slowly and intimidatingly stroke his cock. He was in a knelt down position beside me within my reach. I took great pleasure in watching him stroke it, up and down, paying close attention to the head and then back down his shaft.

“Nicholas why are you doing this to me?” I asked. Reaching out to touch him only to have him grab my hand and suck on my fingers.

I longed for his mouth to be sucking my nipples like that. My thoughts began to explore other things I wanted him to do to me, like sucking on my clit and lapping the release as I climaxed. I removed my fingers from his mouth and began to please myself once again, making small circles on my clit with one hand and pulling at my nipples with the other all while watching Nicholas. He began to stroke faster as he took delight in what he was watching me do to myself.

“Maya, baby, please stop doing that,” he begged. I continued to rub harder and faster as I felt my orgasm coming. As I closed my eyes, my breathing began to get shallower and my moans louder. I whispered his name as I kept rewinding our time together in my mind. How his cock felt so good inside me. How with each thrust I wanted him more. How I wish he were in me now.

“Oh, Nicholas,” I panted. I could feel jade-colored eyes watching me get off on his memory.

“Nicholas,” I cried. I suddenly felt his tongue thrust inside me, taking long lashes inside my walls. He began to suck on my clit and finally brought me to orgasm. My body was jolting with pleasure. My back arched and Nicholas continued to suck and lick the evidence of my undoing.

I opened my eyes as I felt Nicholas hover above me. His cock was still at full mast and as he lay against my body, I could feel it throbbing against my thigh. He nuzzled at my neck and his breath was warm and sweet. He started gently biting my neck and then my ear.

“I’m going to take you now,” he whispered. Nicholas parted my legs and slid his finger inside my walls. He swiftly thrust deep within me and I could feel myself expanding to take all of him in. I jumped at his hard entrance to my tender box. He put his arms around me and held me tighter.

“Maya, tell me if it’s too much, I can back down,” he whispered. I looked up and pressed my lips to his, giving him assurance that I was comfortable with him. He slowly pulled out again and then thrust harder. I dug my nails into his back, making a mark, and leaving him with his back arched.

I wrapped my legs around him tightly as he continued to move in and out of me slowly, at a delicious, agonizing pace. I closed my eyes and I could feel every inch of him glide smoothly as far as he could go. I could feel the passion and heat in each thrust. Little droplets of sweat were running down his back. Actually, we were both sweaty and sticky. Nicholas began to lick the sweat off my neck and started nibbling along my neckline. He turned us over, me now atop of him, and he moved us to the edge of the bed in a sitting position. He grabbed my breasts and started sucking on my nipples as I started to slowly move my hips in circles and then up and down. I threw my head back as Nicholas began to counter with his thrusts as I moved my hips.

“Maya,” Nicholas gritted out in response to the up and down motion I was making. I began to move faster as I felt the throbbing in his cock beginning to pulsate.

“Harder. Maya. Fuck!” Nicholas stammered out as his undoing was near. He lay back on the bed and I began to ride him harder and faster as I felt my peak coming closer. He reached up and pulled my hair, pulling my head back, which excited me more.

“Nick!” I cried out. I took his hand and started sucking on his fingers as I continued to ride him harder.

“Nick. I’m. I’m,” I exclaimed breathlessly as I continued to grind in a fast motion, leaning in and nibbling him on his neck.

“Oh fuck!” he shouted as he stilled deep within me. At the same time, our undoing collided, sending an unbelievable pleasure rushing through our bodies. I collapsed on top of him. He wrapped his arms around me and began kissing my head. He then tilted my head up and took my mouth and made it his.

“I’m sorry Maya,” he whispered.

“I’m sorry too.” My response was genuine. I did feel bad for allowing my past to overshadow my present. I reached over to my nightstand and pulled out a few baby wipes and he laughed as I started wiping the evidence of our lovemaking off his still semi-hard cock.

“My little girl scout always prepared.”

“At least, I’m not cleaning B.O.B off instead of you.”

“Who is B.O.B?” he asked. I pulled out my vibrator and showed it to him.

“Oh. You may want to keep him ready. Maybe I could use him later on you.” He smiled that devilish smile and leaned over to kiss me. He then wrapped his arms around me and we fell asleep.

Chapter 8

My eyes opened to a handsome face with a bright white smile and eyes that would make an ophthalmologist jealous.

“Good morning. Rather, good afternoon,” he said as he leaned over to kiss me, but I turned my head and covered my mouth.

“You’re not going to kiss me until you brush your teeth, huh?’ he asked. I responded by shaking my head no.

“That’s what I thought.” He reached over to the nightstand and handed me my toothbrush with toothpaste already applied.

“Thank you,” I said as I started brushing my teeth. I really could not speak to another person without brushing my teeth first, not even my friends.

“I kinda figured that you were that type of hygiene expert. I got it together before you woke up. I decided to shower while you lay resting peacefully.” I continued to brush my teeth and then Nicholas handed me a small paper cup to spit in and then water to rinse my mouth.

“I can go to the bathroom and brush my teeth.”

“Oh, I know you can, but I wanted to kiss you before your feet touched the ground, and I knew you wouldn’t do it without brushing your teeth.” I stopped and stared at him as he said those words that caused a million butterflies to take flight in my stomach. I was stuck trying to figure out how he knew me like he did. Sure I had dental care in my clutch when I stayed at his house Friday night, but that should always be expected. I rinsed my mouth, spit into my cup, and wiped my mouth. He smiled that teasing smile of his, grabbed the back of my head, and kissed me, long, hard, and deep. Like he was trying to devour my mouth.

When we broke our embrace, it was as if a vortex had sucked all the air out of my lungs.

“Whoa,” I whispered, not able to comprehend or speak any other words. I leaned in and kissed him back with equal passion, but he stopped me.

“What’s wrong?”

“Maya, baby. I’m going to be here all day. No need to rush, okay? I ordered food for us. Let me go get it while you go get in the shower and I’ll wait for you.”

“Okay. I will.” I nodded in agreement with my words. Feeling slightly teen in love-ish, I headed to the bathroom and started the water for my shower. I stood under the streaming water, letting it cascade down my back as I began to think about when he came over. I took a deep breath and as I exhaled, my memory returned to the nightmare I was having before he showed up. I began to feel awkward, unsure of why my terrors chose now to reappear. I began to think to myself, trying to figure out how years of repression suddenly wanted to appear. I knew how hard it was going to be for me to tell him. The memories started to flood my mind again and I quickly shook my head as if to erase them and gain my focus on now. I finished washing and stepped out of the shower, but when I did, I heard music. I walked to the door to get a better listen and it was his voice I was hearing.

I opened the door the bathroom and stood there in my towel watching him. He was into it, and I wasn’t going to disturb him. It was sexy. He looked up and realized that I was standing there, a shy look coming over his face.

“Don’t stop because I’m standing here.” The expression on his face was blank and non-emotional as he stood and walked toward me. His gaze piercing my body down to my love button. He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me over to the bed and laid us down

“Don’t move,” he demanded as he got up to leave the room. I raised up on my elbows, watching him leave and awaited his return. He came back carrying a grocery bag with two big bottles of water, two wineglasses, a bottle of wine, napkins, and a tray of fruits, sliced and diced, along with whipped cream and honey.

“What is all of this?” I asked.

“This is nourishment for us,” he replied as he picked up a strawberry and dipped into the whipped cream and then into the honey. “Open your mouth.” He had a dark look in his eyes, but it was tantalizing. I did as he commanded and opened my mouth. He rubbed the whipped cream and honey mixture on my lips.

“Lick them slowly.” Another order barked and I followed his instructions as I stared at his eyes. He was licking his lips very seductively as he whispered, “Open.” It was obvious that this sensual foreplay was causing him to become aroused. He placed the strawberry in my mouth and I bit into it. The juices ran down my mouth and chin. He licked the juices off along with the trail of whipped cream and honey that was there from earlier.

He let out a soft sigh and I could see him growing harder through his pajamas. I felt my nipples become responsive to this act of play. He took a pineapple chunk, dipped it in the honey, and placed it in my mouth. He didn’t ask me to bite. Instead, he kissed me and we bit into the pineapple together. The juice was dripping everywhere, making our kiss wetter. He smiled and grabbed another piece of pineapple. He placed it in his mouth and placed the bed table on the floor. He removed my towel and revealed my hard nipples. He instructed me to lay down by hovering over me in between my legs. He slid down and then using his mouth, inserted the pineapple into my sex.

“Close your legs.” I did as I was told, not giving into the urge to let my legs fall away, granting all access to my pussy. He grabbed the fruit and strategically placed them on my body as if he was creating a treasure map. He grabbed the whipped cream, placed it between the fruit, and then drizzled the honey all over me. What is his obsession with honey, I thought to myself. He started at my feet and started licking the honey off my toes, paying attention to each one. Then he moved up each leg, gently biting me as he ate the fruit off my body. He moved up to my belly, licking the trail of honey and slowly ate the fruit off my nipples. He licked where the fruit once was and sucked at my nipples hard, giving little bite marks. I felt an orgasm coming with each lick and bite to my nipples. It was extremely erotic, so carnal it was maddening.

“Nicholas,” I moaned aloud as the ache spared me none and was beginning to reach its limit.

“Don’t come, Maya,” he said aggressively.

“I can’t help it,” I cried out.

“Maya,” He said. The tone of his voice was slightly irritated. I opened my legs a little to relieve the ache I was feeling.

He made a trail back down to my fruit garden and began to suck on my clit. I gripped the sheets tight in my hands, pulling them as his pleasure was taking over me.

“Fuck, Nicholas. Baby. I’m. Christ. I’m.” He knew my undoing was near. He stuck his tongue in and at that moment, I exploded into his mouth and squirted hard. My body was shaking with convulsions as the effect rippled through me like a fucking earthquake. He was still sucking and nibbling on my clit softly as if he was tending to a wound. He continued to lick inside my sugar walls, extracting the fruit he placed there until I finally relaxed. My breathing was erratic, heavy, and taking the place of my heartbeat. I couldn’t believe what I just experienced with fruit.

“Are you okay, baby?” he asked while stroking my face tenderly.

“Fuck no.” I laughed jokingly. “Yes, I am. I know I am okay with you,” I replied. I reached up to pull him near me and kissed him. I could taste the honey, the whipped cream, the pineapple on his lips, his tongue, and his mouth. This made my desire to feel him deep inside me increase. I wanted to feel every inch of his cock buried within me and my legs wrapped around him tightly.

“Baby, will you make love to me?” I asked, his lips blowing on my neck.

“Anything you want, baby.”

****

We made love—sweet, passionate, hot, sticky love all afternoon and evening. We ordered Chinese take-out for dinner as we stayed in bed exploring each other, loving on each other, taking showers, touching and talking. He told me how he was worried when I left him after lunch Saturday, that he went home and called Rick. I told him that the girls had stopped by and told me about his call that ended up with them at my place. We laughed about our tattle-telling friends, and their need to meddle and how happy we were that they were in our lives. Around one a.m., we finally went to sleep entirely wrapped in each other’s arms after collapsing from sex. A connection that could not be denied between us both sexual, physical, and mental.

Monday morning arrived without notice as usual. After hitting the snooze button a few times, I decided to get up. I kissed him on his lips to garner his attention and get him to wake up. We showered, dressed, and walked out to the garage together.

“Dinner tonight my place,” Nicholas said.

“I’ll bring the wine,” I replied.

“Okay, baby. See you around seven?”

“Okay.”

I got off the elevator at work amidst chatter and excitement. I looked around for Samantha to see if she could give me the information on what was going on.

“Hey,” Samantha said, running toward me. I knew she was going to ask what happened with Nick and I wasn’t ready to divulge that information just yet.

“What’s with all the commotion?”

“It’s all about you and your magic girl.”

“What magic did I do, Samantha?”

“You got Binnings the exclusive marketing deal with the NHL’s Florida Panthers.”

“Really?” I said excitedly. “I thought that deal wasn’t supposed to be decided on until next week?”

“Your proposal, projections, and spreadsheet were more than enough to impress them apparently. They said that they loved how you showed them potential growth in various fields and how you planned on attacking the public and drumming up pre-sales. By far the best bid they had seen.” The NHL contract was a huge deal. It was a multi-million dollar contract spread out over three years and a contract for the sporting division.

“Ms. Davis.” I heard my name being called and turned to see who it was.

“Fine, fine work, Ms. Davis,” Jim said as he extended his hand to shake. Jim and Carl Binnings rarely came down to visit with the staff as they were always working on solidifying the other aspects of the company. Binnings Marketing firm had recently expanded to a billion dollar industry with some of the clients they have and this deal was a breakthrough in the sporting division.

“We knew that you had what it took to sign big deals and merge two different marketing schemes to make one large marketing deal. We are very proud to have you on the team. Your team is young and fresh and you guys never disappoint.” I was gushing with pride and my smile was so big it was hurting my face. I was speechless and found us standing there with air and no words.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Binning. I am a little overwhelmed with this news.”

“I think a party is in order and Samantha said you guys have a friend who is in the party planning business. We want an event for this Saturday to make a big announcement and celebrate your accomplishment.”

“I’m sure Gabrielle will be more than happy to accommodate your request,” I replied, knowing she was definitely going to take a bone this big, no matter the time frame to plan.

“I’ll get right on it,” Samantha said.

“Please coordinate with Sue, my personal assistant. She will have the other details like food, drinks including open bar, and catering staff we want to hire. We will have photographers and local media. At this event, I want a backdrop with our name and a red carpet entrance. Formal attire, not ballroom gowns, but formal, and yes, you can bring a date.” Attention turned to me when Jim Binnings said that. My face flushed at the fact that my current situation with Nicholas was on display.

Although we never discussed if we were a couple or casual, it was assumed that we were together. He was careful not to hurt me and I felt safe in his arms. We talked, laughed, and made love. Sweet, sensual, and sexy love. The kind that you only give of yourself if you truly trust the other person. My thoughts wandered to that status all day. I was in and out of meetings, on the phone with various sponsors, finalizing contracts with the NHL and setting up meetings with the NFL selection committee for Hansen Construction. Yet my mind stayed on him. This past weekend, my body was awakened to senses I did not know I had and his subtle commands, while we were being intimate, made me want him more. Was I being submissive out of need or desire?

“Amaya!” I looked up, startled at Samantha.

“Girl, whatever you are thinking about, stop it,” Samantha replied. “Call on line three, missy.” She turned and walked away as I answered the phone.

“Amaya Davis speaking.”

“He gave you the fruit tray treatment this weekend, huh?”

The voice was familiar, but I could not place it.

“Was that before or after you ran away from him Saturday or after he came to my place.”

“Tabitha?” I asked.

“Yes bitch, it’s me. You thought you were the real deal this weekend huh? Nick always told me he wanted to see what it would be like to be with a black woman. I guess he had you and now he’s ready to settle down with me,” she said. Her words stung a little. I knew Nicholas didn’t feel like that personally, but still. I knew racism was still alive, although I never experienced it directly. This did bother me at some level. Was her angle racist or pissed because I have him and she doesn’t or both. Should I say something to Nicholas? All these things rumbled in my head as she continued to speak about her and Nick.

“Did you hear me?” she said. I was still on a high from earlier so her words did not phase me. They made me think, if anything, but did not phase me at all.