Page 75 of Still Made For You

“This is a body painting session. I figured if we were going to create beauty, I needed to find a way to incorporate the most beautiful work of art I’ve ever known.” My breath hitched while I hung on to his every word.

“You’re gonna paint me?” I inquired, attempting to gain a bit of clarity. Onyx chuckled, walking up to me until we were chest-to-chest.

“Naw, Shorty. I’m about to cover your sexy, thick ass in paint, lay you on this canvas, feed you this fruit, then fuck you silly.” He professed. Rarely have I been rendered speechless until I met Onyx.

The way he gave out demands and told me how things were going to be, turned me on. I love a dominant man who knows how to lead. It made it easy for me to submit to him. I stood there as Onyx unzipped the white corset top, I had on. Although I’m a plus-sized baddie, I loved being naked. There was no shame in my game because I knew I looked good.

Whenever Freedom got upset with me, he’d try to make fun of my weight. In the beginning it used to hurt my feelings, then I’d observe myself in front of the mirror and remind myself who I am. Onyx paid me no mind as he helped me out of my clothes. Within seconds, my cargo pants were pooling at my feet. My left arm covered my breast as I stood before him.

“Damn, you don’t have a clue how sexy you are to me. All the fellas have different supermodels and actresses taped to their lockers, but I smile hard as fuck when I open my door and get to see your gorgeous face and body covering mine. They can only fantasize, but I get to curl up with my crush anytime I want.” I buried my face into my hands to hide the tears.

They weren’t from sadness at all. The way he expressed his feelings overwhelmed me at times. I’d spent years begging for a man to choose me or at least admit he cared about me. Now, here’s this amazing human openly declaring his admiration for me without being asked. As women, we believe we have to teach a man how to love us, when in reality, if he wanted to, he would.

They are capable of being everything you need them to be; you just have to be the woman they want. Dating Onyx opened my eyes to the fact that Freedom never loved me. He settled for me out of contentment, but I wasn’t his person. The reality crushed me at first then I realized I allowed it. I settled for less than I deserved when I could have had the world. I promised myself I’d never downgrade for another person. I couldn’t expect anyone to see my value if I failed to set the standard. I owed myself more than that.

“Come’re,” He commanded. Wrapping my body into his warm embrace. “You know I’m not one to do too much talking; If I said it, it’s law. I love you, Bebe.” I snickered at him, calling me by the nickname his nephew Zane had given me.

I’d met his family a couple of months ago and fell in love. Onyx didn’t grow up with the typical family, much like me. His mother abandoned him when he was born, and he had no clue who his father was. His grandmother raised him, and she did an incredible job, might I add. A lot of things concerning our childhoods were similar all the way down to us both being estranged from most of our family. My mother constantly lied about how much she took care of my son, but in reality, I helped pay her bills. Even though she wasn’t the mother I needed, she was the one God gave me.

“I love you, too.” He pecked my lips, stepping back to remove his shirt. I eyed him curiously.

“What are you taking your clothes off for?” Tyeis seemed nice, but I’m not sure how I feel about another woman seeing my man naked.

“Calm down, I have to make sure my shirt doesn’t get any paint on it, when I’m stroking this paint on your body.” The lust in his eyes caused a flood in my panties. His gaze traveled downwards as he smirked.

“Don’t even worry about it because I’m going to devour that pussy as soon as we leave here. I’m praying I don’t fuck up this lady’s studio.” I giggled. Onyx’s sense of humor warmed my heart. He kept me smiling and laughing whenever I was in his presence.

“Alright, are we ready to get started?” Tyeis popped her head into the room. My robe hung from my shoulders with the strings tied in the front. I wasn’t shy in any way, so I didn’t mind her being in the room with us.

“I believe so, even though I have no idea what we’re doing.” I expressed. Ty beamed, walking closer to us.

“This is a special service I offer for my clients. It helps to explore your sensuality while also using paint as a way to express yourself. I’ve been a huge fan of body painting for a long time. There’s a beauty in it many may not understand. Anyways, I’m going to have you step over there where the sheets are laid out. Onyx will be provided with all of the colors of his choice to use on you.

There’s music playing, but if you want to connect to your own playlist, please feel free to do so. I’m going to show him a few techniques on how to handle his brushes, and then I’ll be out of your hair. Once the two of you are done, I’ll take a few pictures for you as a keepsake. Now, I’m not a professional like my husband, but I do okay.” She snickered. The relationship between her and Loyal felt so loving and carefree. He’s a true character, but they seemed to balance each other out.

“I trust you.”

“Let’s get started, shall we?” She led us over to the sheets and then gave instructions to Onyx. He wore a stern expression on his face while she walked him through the process.

“Now, the first few strokes of paint may feel cold, but your body will adjust almost immediately,” Ty advised. She told no lies because the moment he touched me with the paint, I jumped.

“Relax, shorty. You’re in great hands.” Onyx winked at me before continuing.

“Do you even have a vision, or are you just throwing paint anywhere?” I asked, wondering if he planned to create a real image or slather me with paint.

“The vision has already been established; I’m simply adding garnish to an already exceptional masterpiece.” I would give him that because he has a way with words. I simply stood there and allowed him to have his way with me. Each time, he gazed into my orbs, it felt as if he saw through my heart and soul.

“It should be a crime to have such beautiful curves all over your body. Every part of you feels smooth and perfect as hell.” My eyes darted to his jeans, where I could see his hardening member. My mouth salivated, knowing I’d be riding him before the night ended. I loved sex, but Onyx took it to another level. With my previous partner, it felt one-sided. It never mattered whether I got off or not as long as he got what he came for.

With Onyx, my pleasure mattered more than anything. He took his time to explore my body from top to bottom. His touches were calculated and intentional when it came to pleasing me. He would stop at nothing to make sure I felt completely satisfied before reaching his peak. I never knew a woman could have more than one orgasm in a single session, but my record with Onyx was six. He drained me each and every time.

“What’s on your mind, Bebe?” Onyx stroked his brush across my lower belly. He rested on his knees as he continued to paint me. I shook my head in response to his question, not wanting to tell him about how my mind imagined him laying me across the fruit table and devouring me whole.

“You already know I don’t do all that head-nodding shit. Let me know what’s on your mind. How can I bring your thoughts to reality?” My chest heaved up and down rapidly. My palms grew sweaty while my nipples hardened through the paint, he’d covered them with.

“You don’t even have to speak it because I can feel the heat radiating from your pussy. Well, my pussy.” He bit his bottom lip, sending my hormones through the roof. Logically, I knew we could not have sex in this room, but my throbbing clit sang a different tune.

“You’re lucky, I’m not on that type of time right now, or I’d bend your sexy ass over and have you screaming my name all through this building. Spread your legs for me, though; I need to make sure I cover even an inch of your gorgeous ass.” This must be what torture felt like. I contemplated saying fuck it and jumping on top of him.

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