Page 23 of Candid Moments
My dick starts jumping in her mouth and I enjoy the feeling and the sight of her pretty ass. This shit feels so damn good I can’t even put the feeling into words. This is her world, her show, and I’m just trying to hold on and not explode.
After she does this little nasty thing with her tongue, I regain my voice. “Fuck, Jamila,” I growl. My hands gravitate to her head. While gripping the back of her hair, I start thrustinginto her mouth. My balls tingle and I’m dying to bust. She’s chasing my nut too and I’m seconds from giving it to her. Her sucking increases and her moans get louder. I’m done. I can’t hold it anymore. I bust and grip her head as I do. “Shit!”
With her eyes trained on me, she swallows then swipes her hand across her lips. She’s nasty, beautiful, sexy, and passionate. I want everything she’s willing to give me and when we get back home, I’m not letting go of her.
The moment I regain my breath and my senses, I pull her down on my chest. After planting soft kisses, she exhales then utters, “Good morning.”
“It is now.”
“When you catch your breath, shower with me.”
“I can’t imagine showering any other way,” I tell her while caressing her back.
We lay body to body for a few more minutes, then journey to the bathroom. Just like our previous showers, we take our time and wash each other. I emerge first followed by her about fifteen minutes later. She isn’t dressed but the bath towel is wrapped around her heavenly body. From the kitchen, I watch and admire her as she applies her body oil and eventually puts on her underwear and clothes. Before joining me in the kitchen, she turns on the television. It’s on the weather channel.
“You hungry?” she asks as she prepares her coffee.
“Starving but I’m not feeling going downstairs.”
“I’m not either.” She places her phone on the table then slides it over to me. “Add what you want.” After grabbing her phone, I scroll through the menu and decide on a breakfastsandwich and home fries. When her coffee is ready, she joins me at the table. I pass her phone back and she adds her food choices then places the order. “I just doubled your order. That sausage sandwich looks good.”
“It did but you hear this,” I say, directing her attention to the television.
The snow stopped falling around seven o’clock yesterday and none fell overnight. Road crews have been working on clearing the roads since five this morning. According to the report, the regional airport here is still closed but LNK airport will open and flights will resume this afternoon. We both flew into LNK and it’s over three hours away but the weather there is a little better.
“If they open the roads here early, we might be able to leave tonight,” she says excitedly. “I’m running out of clothes to wear.”
“For me, that’s a good ass problem,” I say and she lights the suite up with her beautiful smile. “But I do need to get back home to my practice too. Plus, I owe you a real date.”
“The first of many, I hope.”
“No doubt. I stand on my word. We are locked in so there will be many, many dates and long nights.”
“And good ass mornings,” she adds with a smirk and I agree one thousand percent with that. This morning has been good as hell.
Her cell starts chiming and she gets up to get it. When she does, I unlock mine and check my emails. As usual, my practice manager Lechelle is on top of everything. I email her and lether know I might be home tomorrow. I text my mom next to let her know as well, to ease her mind. She never stops worrying about me. When I look up from my cell, I see Jamila turning the volume up with the remote. Then she walks back into the kitchen with it and her cell.
“Everything good?” I ask.
“That was Delta. They are resuming flights today at three and it was an automated message. But I think we have to wait until tomorrow to leave. These roads here are still pretty bad and it’s a three-hour drive. Did you rent a car? I lost my ride,” she says then laughs.
“I have a rental and I got you.”
“And you know what? I know you do. You have had me since I got here. This shit is crazy. I came here with a bastard and I’m leaving here with a man.”
“Your man,” I clarify.
“My new man,” she says with a titter. “Thank God you are from Crescent Falls because I would hate to have to wait long periods of time before I see you again. Being trapped here with you has spoiled me.” She raises from her chair then steps to me. Then she reaches her leg over my lap and straddles me. Her hands graze the sides of my face and she peers into my eyes with her almond-shaped ones. “I’m so glad you knocked me down with your cart,” she says before covering my lips with hers.
Shit! I’m glad I did too.
“Dr. Morris, it looks like the patient brought two family members with them for the consultation. Do you still want to meet with them here or in the consultation room?” Lechelle asks.
“We can move it to the room. Can you make sure the X-ray film is loaded in there? I’ll be in shortly. Make sure they are comfortable and I’ll be there in thirty,” I tell her.
Jamila and I returned back home late last night. Because I have been out a few days, I decided to come in today and catch up as much as I can because I have two surgeries scheduled next week. One consultation is in a few minutes and the other is Friday.
Before I head to the consultation, I text Jamila. Tonight’s the official first date
