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“Better but I don’t feel like eating anything else tonight.”
“You sure? I can cook you a little something.”
“No. I want lemon water though.” We walked upstairs and she poked her head in the guestroom to check on Malachi. He was knocked out and snoring. When she walked into the bedroom, she paused and looked over at me.
“The bed looks so good. Thank you.”
“No problem. I know how to put shit together. I’m not totally useless.”
“Ezra, I never thought you were useless in the first place.” She shook her head at me and I could hear her voice in my head telling me to cut out the low vibrational talk about myself.
I took her by the hand and walked her over to the meditation corner then we sat down. I loaded her palms up with crystals and closed her delicate fingers around them. We sat facing each other in the lotus position and we both closed our eyes.
I must have needed that meditation too because my mind took off like a rocket painting all sorts of pictures on blank pages. I turned page after page in my mind and every time, my supposed-to-be-quiet mind went wild. It seemed to take forever for it to settle down.
“Hey,” Solana said softly, rubbing my chest. My eyes popped open and the subtle buzz of a good meditation session set in. “I really needed that,” she told me with a smile.
“I know.” I leaned over and kissed her full lips then stood up slowly. I went to run water for her bath. I added a sprinkle of the dried flowers she kept by the tub and a few drops of her favorite lavender essential oil to the water. That’s how the hell she managed to smell like roses and sugar all the time.
“Come here.” I called for her once the tub was full and steam rose off the water. I listened to her feet pad into the bathroom and smiled when she finally walked inside.
“Ezra, oh my god. Thank you.”
“You mind if I get in with you?” I asked.
“You better get in here with me.” She started to strip out of her clothes but I stopped her, grabbing her wrists in my hand.
“Let me do that for you.” I pulled her clothes off piece by piece, slowly so I could admire her body inch by inch. “You are so damn beautiful, Solana.” She stood before me naked and I couldn’t ever imagine seeing a more perfect sight. I traced her tight curves with my fingertips and watched her stomach muscles flex when she laughed at my light touch. I knelt down and kissed her navel and she laughed again.
“Your beard is tickling me.”
“Is it? Where does it tickle?” I asked, knowingly.
“You know where the fuck it tickles. Ezra.”
“I want to hear you say it.” I dragged my tongue along her stomach and down to her landing strip.
“It’s tickling my pussy,” she purred.
“Oh yeah?” I dipped my head a little lower and kissed her plump pussy lips before sliding my tongue between them. She gasped and placed her palm on the top of my head. It wasn’t my intention to eat her pussy right there in the middle of the bathroom but she tasted so good that I couldn’t stop myself once I got started.
I sat her on the edge of the tub and she draped her leg over my shoulder while I licked and sucked her clit until she almost slid onto the damn floor. Then I snaked my way inside her slippery hole. I wanted every drop she could give me. I was Winnie the Pooh and she was my beloved honey pot.
When I finally let up on her, she slid right into the tub and groaned, resting her head on the wall. “You damn sure know how to help a girl relax.” With her eyes closed and her hair swept up on top of her head, she looked like an angel.
I took my clothes off next and slid into the tub with her. I had to put my feet up on the wall, but we made it work. She nestled against me pressing her back to my chest and I circled her with my arms while I kissed the back of her neck.
I washed Solana from head to toe until she was groaning from pleasure. I washed between her legs and took my time cleaning every part of her. I made it my duty to be gentle as I worked my way around her clit. I paused when she started to squirm.
“Am I being too rough?” I asked, looking up at her.
“No, baby. Please keep going,” she begged. I slid my finger between her lips and she gasped softly. Her body jerked forward and her eyebrows furrowed together.
“Did you come?” I asked. I grabbed the washcloth and wiped the insides of her thighs.
“I did. I never knew I could come from being washed but then again nobody’s ever washed me like that.”
“So, I’m the first is what you’re saying?”
