I let out a moan. There was no way i could keep it all in. The pleasure was so intense i could not keep still. I gripped the silk sheets and pulled them towards me. I began rolling my hips and grinding on him going along with his rhythm.
'Go harder baby, go fast and hard.' i pleaded and he heard my plea. He went so fast and hard i nearly begged him to slow.
He made me come. He brought me to an intense orgasm and i was loving every minute of it. He was also coming. I could tell from the way he was breathing and from the way he had grown tense his muscles were now arched and his pace had increased. It was increasing with each second. There was nothing more magical than this. Two men locked in such great passion. I wanted to look into my lover's eyes while i was grinding on him. I wanted to mentain that eye contact till both our orgasms reached their low. I wanted to hold him in my love filled gaze through these outbursts of pleasure. Let him know i will be with him through pleasure and through pain. He was the one for me. I looked up to find the face of my lover and was shocked by what i saw.......
I woke up breathing heavily it awoke Chris. It was that dream again. It was not the first time i had it. It went on and on and it was starting to creep me out. It seemed so real i would think i'm having sex with my lover but as i searched for his face i would be shocked and i would wake yp breathing heavily. That man was not Chris my lover. It was some black guy with a face i could not make out because i would get shocked and wake up before looking at him. My Chris was white and he was so handsome he was all the man i need. I looked at him and saw that look on his face again. I was seeing that look often because whenever i had that dream i would wake up feeling and looking scared he would also get scared. Despite the trouble we were going through i still loved him and he still loved him. His eyes were green and almond shaped. I loved how he always looked at me and adored me making me feel loved and i loved how sorry those eyes could get when he had made his mistakes, mistakes he made often but above all i loved looking in his deep eyes and getting lost in that emerald. It would make me feel at ease. It put all the pieces of my puzzle together. His nose was long and straight and i liked running my finger down it and pressing mine against it and to feel his warm breath which warmed my heart. His lips were cotton soft and crescent with the lower lip fuller than the top lip. It was a joy locking my lips in his. His face was long and his chin was square and it was a priviledge running my hand around it and feeling his short shaved hair. He had chiselled jaws that would cut through anything, even my sorrows and fears. That is why i loved Christopher Bark more than anythin else in the world. His body was atheletic and he had huge biceps and triceps and a broad chest and washboard six pack abs to match. I loved being held in his embrace whenever i felt scared. He was six foot three. The perfect man. God had made him just for me, He had created him with me in mind.
He hugged me and i laid my head on his chest. My world was at rest now. He knew just what to do.
'Tell me your fears baby.....' he said but i did not hear him finish. I had dozed off. Why wouldn't i when i had my rock with me.
I woke up in the morning and looked around. I was alone. I got out of bed and went downstairs to the kitchen. He was fixing me breakfast. It smelled like bacon and eggs. I sat on the kitchen counter and breakfast was served immediately. It was bacon, eggs, baked beans and slices of bread then orange juice. He knew tea and coffee were no my kind of things.
'Breakfast is served.' Chris said. And gave me a gentle kiss on the chick.
'Thank you.' i said then started eating. It tasted good. He was realy trying to make this work. He was trying to be supportive and understanding and i was loving this side of him.
'You are realy trying to make this work.' i complemented.
'Alwynne, i love you deeply and i want to spend the rest of my life with you. I will do all i can to keep this going. I'm in this for keeps.' he smiled then sat opposite me watching me eat.
'I tried to make it as sexy as possible. I did not have to try hard though. I knew i was a catch. For starters i was mixed race and i was a package. My mum was a beautiful Spanish Godess and my father was a handsome African God. I had a neat round face and dark brown almond shaped eyes they seemed black from afar. My nose was short, pointy and well defined. I had taken after my mother on that. My lips were full and sexy they were so inviting any man would want to lock himself in them. I took after my father on that. I had raven black hair that i had cut short. His hair was blonde and he had i spiky hair do.
'I see heaven when i look at you.' he said and made my heart melt.
He realy knew what to say and when to say it and he always had the perfect thing to say. It was the reason i was madly in love with him. However the more i thought abuot his prince charming character is the more i worried. Chris was a player and he could be quite abusive. That was his downside. However my love overlooked all that and i still loved him deeply and desperately. That was a recipe for heartbreak. He had done that so many times and i had been so forgiving and understanding. He however was not repentant of his sins. I still had my doubts when it came to his faithfulness. He had been unfaithful the last time and i had threatened to let him go and he had cried so bad i felt pity for him. I had found him with nothing and i had raised him up from the dust to what he was now. He was poor and underfed but because of me and my money he was now rocking designer clothes and eating the best food. Hell he had gone to a gym and was now in the best of shape. I had made him what he was today and i was doing the work and supporting him in this relationship. All he was doing was giving me good love. Love was all he was bringing to the table and i can't say i was against it but his problem was his cheating and abuse. Despite all that i was willing to forgive and forget.
'I want to believe that. Trust me i....' he cut me.
'You have to believe me. I repent of all my sins Alwynne. I am never doing anything like that to you again. You are the love of my life. If only you could stop looking into the past and see the picture of us in the future. I am doing my best to make you happy. You have done nothing but bring the best to me and i want to repay that by doing anything i can to make you happy.' his face was so filled with truth he would go to heaven if he died shortly after this.
I wanted to tell him how much i would not trust him completely after cheating on me with my best friend but he was just filled with remorse. He would never do that again. I wanted to tell him i would not love him the way i used to but i could not do any of that. He had just touched my heart and warmed it and i believed every word of what he said. He stood up and took my hand then raised me up. I stood under him at five foot eleven. He pulled me in and hugged me tight.
'I love you Alwynne Peterson. With all my heart and trust me i am going to change for the better.' he said and tightened his emrace i nearly melted under him.
'And i love you Christopher Bark. Never ever think of breaking my heart again. And please dont leave me. Stay with me fo........' he cut me with a kiss.
I kissed him back and wormed my tongue into his sweet mouth and he began swirling our tongues together. He was such a good kisser. He began unbuttoning my sleep shirt and when he was done he took it off and threw it on the floor. I untied his apron strings and took it off leaving his boxers on. I was now naked and he was running his hand all over my body making my blood rush. He ran it up my spine and cupped my ass before squeezing it. I was liking it. I pulled down his boxers and he stepped out of them. We were now fully naked and he hugged me tight and i felt his skin against my skin. He felt so warm he was nearly hot. His skin was soft and silky and so was mine because he could not keep his hands off me. There was nothing more electric than that. All the while we were kissing. I began running my hand on his back and began rubbing him gently with the tip of my fingers he began to moan. My six inch dick was now hard and pressed against his own eight inches of hard flesh. He was throbbing it felt as if his heart was beating in his member. I took my hands from his back and began stroking his dick with my right hand while my left squeezed and cupped his balls. He moaned all the while making an effort not to break our sweet dew kiss. His hands went straight to my ass and he started to squeeze it hungrily. He parted my cheeks and worked his hand to my hole then he slid in three of his long fingers. Gosh it felt so good i would come if he started fucking me. I would not let him make me come. I broke the kiss nibbled on his nipples which got hard with anticipation that instant. I left them and ran my tongue down his abs and ended up croutching with his massive dick in my mouth. It was time i attended to it. It had grown hotter in my hands and was now throbbing more than ever. I began jerking my head foward and backward with no hands at first then after three minutes when my jaws were hurting from the expansion of my mouth due to his thick cock i stopped and worked him with my hands. He was uncut but when he was hard his foreskin retracted and he would look cut. I was slow at first then increased my pace getting his foreskin all the way up to his head and back again making sure i hit his pleasure point hard enough. I did because he moaned all the while playing with my thick black mane.
I took him in my mouth again and was now working his upper dick with my warm wet mouth and the rest of his shaft with my right hand while my left cupped and squeezed his balls. He moaned louder and played with my hair more. This was the best way to give a man pleasure at its best. The cock is sensitive in all parts. Its not that part under the head only but the enire length and even the testicles. By having the head in your mouth you are dealing with the upper part and that point below the head with your tongue while outside the hand is dealong with the shaft as it runs up and down and your other hand is also pleasing the nutsack. I was doing that and sending him wild with pleasure. My legs hurt from the croutching so i had to deliver the final blow. I took him out and took his nutsack in and began sucking on it like i was sucking two candy balls. I finaly took him out and stood up. He received me with a kiss and he lifted me up and i hung my legs around his waist as we kissed. He was good. Nowonder them other bitches were after him. I had him now and he would be mine forever. He had sworn to love me and noone else. Chris walked to the counter and he sat me there.
I laid on my back ignoring the coolness on the counter. He parted my legs and raised them till they hung on his shoulders. I felt his head press on my hole and savoured the feeling of his manhood filling me. He waited for me to relax before he beagn fucking me. He was slow at first but then his pace picked up. I could tell he would not last long. That blowjob had got the best of him. He looked at me and i mentained eye contact with him. His breathing got heavy and drops of sweat fell on my naked body.
'Fuck me fast and hard baby.' i pleaded.
He wasted no time in responding to my plea. He did it even faster and harder. Bringing him closer to his goal.
'You..... Make me..... Feel good.... I..... Love...... You.' he said inbetween bursts of pleasure.
I grabbed him and laid his head on my chest. He was now spent. He had unloaded. My hole was full of his cream.
'You are my world. You will never leave me. I love you more.' i told him. Not that he heard me. He had dozed off like a baby on mama's chest.
Chris woke up and pulled out of me.
'Let's take a shower. I have a day planned for you.' he said.
'Mmmmmmmm. I cant wait.' i said.
I got up and we went upstairs to shower. I dressed in my skinnies and a matching tight t-shirt then went for high cut boots which i tucked my skinny jeans into. Chris wore regular jeans and a formal shirt then a blazer and a leather corner shoe. It fit him so well.
'So where are we going?.' i asked out of curiousity.
'Just wait and see. I want you to bring nothing else but you. You leave you car and you credit cards, everything. I want to spoil you.' he said.
I gave him a look which he read instantly.
'And i took a job which paid me, in case you wanted to know where i got the money.' he said and smiled trying hard to ignore his feelings of me looking down upon him. Well, those were the pecks of dating a celebrity.
'No. I wasn't. I have faith in you.' i said feeling guilty and trying to clear the air.
'Good, then we are good to go.' he said then dragged me out of the house. We entered the car i had bought him for his birthday. He was 36 now but he still looked as though he was ten years younger. I was soon to be 29. And not that i'm praising myself, i looked twenty years younger. Hell if i had told someone i'm a few hours old and i just popped out of my mama's womb like i just dropped from heaven they would believe me. He drove us to the mall. I did not feel like shopping. It was now boring me. He stepped out of the car and opened my door. I put my shades and covered my eyes then put on a flat cap.
'And what is that for?.' he asked.
'Cover. You know how the people can get when they see me. Not to mention the paparazzi after our fight.' i told him. I pushed the thoughts away. I did not want to live that moment again. Chris and i had fought in public when i opened a message from his ex and confronted him. He had got defensive, i had raised my voice and long story short things had gone ugly. Not that we got physical but i was a pop star having an argument with long time boyfriend over an alleged message from an ex. That was all the paparazzi needed. Not to mention the videos and pictures that leaked online. I dont want to go into detail but i hated whoever brought google and youtube then.
'Come on.' Chris said and i realised i had been absorbed by my thoughts i hadn't noticed he had stretched his hand towards me. He had worn a formal hat and formal sunglasses for cover. We entered the mall and i was pleased when we passed all the clothing shops and went to fun house. He was always full of surprises. We threw darts and blew water baloons then bowled and rode those toy cars. It was fun. He managed to beat me at a number of activities but i beat him flat out when it came to riding the rodeo bull. He fell after ten seconds but i stayed on for eleven seconds longer. I was from Texas. There was no way i would get beat by a New Yorker and besides i did most of the riding in the bedroom of our New York condo. Chris laughed out loud trying to hide the look on his face when i beat him to a challenge. Though we took these rodeo challenges often and i kicked ass in every one of them it always felt like we were doing it for the first time. He always put a spark in things. I remember meeting him just after the release of my fourth album 'Where Is Love?(Been Looking)' and i was at target signing the first hundred copies bought. He came in with a look that made him stand out from all the other fans and i knew he would be more than a fan so i put my signature and my phone number and one thing led to another and now we dating. He gave me good love it inspired my fifth album which i called 'Good Love' and that album made a breakthrough in my career because it spawned 6 #1 singles in a span of 102 weeks. It broke so many records and won album of the year at almost every award show. Like hell i had to take a break and savour that success. Now that i was on vacation i focused on endorsement deals. I was on demand and it was all thanks to my baby. He had inspired me for the better.
'Now that i have worked you out we should go and eat.' he said.
'Excellent.' i smiled at him.
'I know your favourite place.' he took my hand and we walked out. I saw a few stares from the people but by the time they noticed it was THE Alwynne and not a look alike i was gone. Cameras flashed outside but we quickly ducked into our car. It would be in the papers and magazines but i was too in love to care.
Chris drove me to my favourite pizza joint. The cameras flashed as we entered and i looked down to avoid them. Normaly i would smile and wave and pose with some fans but i was here for some downtime with my man. We sat and Chris took the menu and ordered for me. He whispered to the waiter and minutes later he came with two four seasons pizzas. He knew my favourite. Even after so long. We ate slowly, talking and laughing it drew some attention to us. When we were done he told me what was on my mind.
'Say we hit the club after this?.' he suggested.
'Please. I'm in just the right mood.' i smiled and he smiled back. He had just made my day.
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