Page 23 of Judgments of Fire and Desire

“No, we don’t. This morning wood will need more than a quickie. I don’t think I would ever be okay with a quickie when it comes to you. So our best bet is to not start anything until we have time.”

I poked my bottom lip out, and he pulled it between his teeth then began sucking it. He was all talk. There was no way he would be able to stare at my naked body in the shower and not want more. I pulled away from him and said, “Come on. Let’s go shower.”

He slowly shook his head as I got up, but he didn’t say a word. His eyes raked over my naked body. I bit my bottom lip and turned to walk away, giving him the view of me he loved somuch: my ass. He told me he loved how soft it was and how it moved when I walked. I could only chuckle. I used to hate that. I did squats and all the exercises I could think of to tone it up, but they only made it bigger. I gave up and just had to accept that this was the way my body was made. I only had two options: accept it or have surgery. Surgery wasn’t an option for me.

When I got to the bathroom, I could hear him approaching me. It was like he was on the hunt, and I was his prey. I could see his steps, and they were slow and calculated. Before I could acknowledge him, he’d wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close, then bent me over by placing his hand on my back and gently pushing me forward. Once he entered my sanctuary, my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

A soft moan left my lips as he took me to ecstasy with every stroke. The waves he was creating in just a short amount of time had me falling more in love with him. The man had learned my body and knew how to get me there in record speeds. My body began trembling, but instead of going harder, he pulled out of me and started the shower. I could barely concentrate enough to stand. My head was spinning, and my body was weak with desire.

Kyrie came back to me and picked me up, lowering me to the vanity, and reentered me. My head dropped back, and my mouth opened. He placed his hand on my chest and slid it to my neck, lightly choking me. His thrusts gained energy and had my head hitting the mirror. That wasn’t reason enough to stop though. My orgasm was about to render me speechless in just a moment. Kyrie had to be feeling the same way. The frown that graced his face and the veins that exposed themselves in his neck said he was about to blow.

“Genesis… I love you. Shit!”

“I love you too, Kyrie!”

We crashed and burned at the same time, marinating in one another’s love. Once I caught my breath, I said sarcastically, “And you don’t do quickies.”

When I hopped off the vanity, he smacked my ass. I felt the ripples from it in my lower back.

“Mm,” he said. “You thought I would be able to resist all that?”

“Not in the least.”

He laughed. “So I was set up, huh?”

“Absolutely.”

He pulled me to him and kissed the side of my head. I went to the shower, and he went to the sink to brush his teeth. “Genesis, your fluids are on the countertop.”

I giggled. “So what are you going to do about it?”

“Slurp it up for breakfast.”

My knees buckled and nearly dropped me to the floor of the shower. A man that could do that with his words was worth keeping. I moaned softly, unable to keep it inside.

“You okay in there?”

He chuckled. I shook my head slowly and said, “I better see your tongue on the sink when I open this curtain.”

He laughed again, and I flung it open to see him licking that sink so passionately. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and my nipples hardened even more. I literally had to sit in the tub before I fell. My body was jerking uncontrollably. This man had caused me to orgasm without even touching me.

He slid his hands under me and scooped my wet body from the tub. Before I could count to five, he’d flipped me upright, and he was back inside of me. My screams of pleasure had shocked even me. My nails dug into his back, causing him to go even harder. His growls and the way his fingertips dug into my thighs had me feeling like I wanted to climb the walls. I was enjoying it and wanting to get away from him at the same time. “Kyriiieee!”

“Yeah, baby. Give it here,” he said in a low, deep voice.

My orgasm obeyed his command and flooded the area. I wasn’t fit for a thing now. All I wanted to do was go back to sleep.

“Uh-huh. See what you started? Now wash up and get dressed. Quit messing with me, or we will be here all day, Genesis. They won’t be able to start without the beginning, so hurry up.”

I slowly shook my head. He always made jokes about my name Genesis meaning the beginning. I quickly got back in the shower and washed up so he could get in, because both of us being in the shower at the same time wouldn’t have been a good thing. He chuckled as he got in, and I went to the sink to brush my teeth. When I felt the gushiness between my legs, I could only shake my head. I’d just taken a shower, but it was for naught. Grabbing my wet towel, I cleaned up again, then went to get dressed.

I would have to wear my uniform when the event started, just so people could differentiate us from everyone else. We only had to wear the pants, suspenders, and boots, thankfully. I only wore a white graphic T-shirt I had made for this occasion and red jeggings. The shirt had a design of a pumpkin with fall-colored leaves all around it. I’d been wearing it for this event for the past couple of years.

When Kyrie came out of the bathroom in his drawers, I wanted to undress all over again. His body was well moisturized, and his beard was shining.Jesus.When I felt the moisture at the corners of my mouth, I realized I was one step away from drooling at the sight of him. I quickly closed my mouth as he moved around the room like he didn’t see me standing here stuck in wet cement.

Once he finally covered his tatted chest, chiseled to perfection, I was able to snap out of it. I cleared my throat and was about to leave the room. He reached out and grabbed myhand with a serious expression on his face. He licked his slips slowly. “Genesis, your presence does the exact same thing to me. You’re my angel… a somewhat devilish one at times.”

I giggled as he kissed my forehead. He released me and finished getting dressed while I went to spray oil on my locs and pull them up. When I came out of the bathroom, he was fully dressed in a long-sleeved, button-down shirt and slacks. I smiled. He looked amazing, but I wondered if he would be serving food in that.

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