Page 37 of Impacted by Love

"Welcome back." Leaning down, Asaiah pulls my bottom lip into his mouth, sucking softly and pushing me into an orgasm I hadn't seen coming. "Damn, I didn't know your mouth and nectar would equally taste so sweet. Thank you for this opportunity, sweet baby."

"Ohh," I moan while my legs shake uncontrollably as Asaiah's thrusts pick up automatically, lengthening my release.

Damn. I have never cum from something like this. Either I'm long overdue for a release, or Asaiah has the dick powers my pussy needs.

* * *

"Let me help you with that," Asaiah offers as I lather my washcloth a few minutes after showering.

"Okay."

Taking the cloth, Asaiah starts cleaning me from head to toe. I have never had a man wash me before, and I'm not sure that I know what to expect, but it isn't what this man is doing with me. I mean, who makes bath time so sexy? Asaiah, that's who. He glides the washcloth over my breasts sensually. Then he tweaks the other one, causing it to pebble before he rubs it with the cloth. When his legs part mine, and he slowly walks the fabric down my body, I think I'm gonna die. I suck in air when he gets to my nether region and gently caresses me with the cloth. I'm pretty sure the liquid pooling isn't solely from the water streaming. "Asaiah…" I whimper.

"I think I need to rinse you off." He huskily groans as he grabs the showerhead and aims it at my pussy.

Feeling the water hit me as I watch the look of pure lust in his eyes, I whimper. "Baby. Please."

"Shhhhh. I got you," he says, backing me into the shower wall and lifting me as my legs wrap around his torso. He grazes his dick back and forth across my outer lips, providing just enough friction.

"Oh God," I cry after a few passes across my clit. It's embarrassing, but I can't help it… I cum against the silky tip after several more passes.

Damn, the man made me climax before I even knew what was happening. I think I also squirted a little too.

Kissing me softly, he holds me up. "I thought you might need something to get you through the night. Let's finish up so we can get to bed."

We quickly clean up, and Asaiah provides a shirt for me to sleep in before we tumble into bed. Sleep found me seconds after my head hit the pillow.

* * *

"From the radiance shining through your features, I don't have to ask if you and your man have obliterated the biblical teachings you've grown up practicing," Necia teases, smirking.

"Okay," Jarielle co-signs while giving Necia a high-five before continuing her spiel. "Looks like our sanctified bestie has re-discovered how the unholy continue populating Hell."

Necia, Jarielle, and I are having lunch at Nightingales on a busy Saturday, where nearly every table is occupied. Needing to catch up with my girls and craving some shrimp and grits, I sent a message requesting Jarielle and Necia's presence. I should have known they would notice the clear and bright beam reflecting from my face because I have been unable to contain my merriment.

"His name is Asaiah," I provide with a goofy grin, causing Jarielle to snicker.

"Hm. Well, I also need to know if Asaiah fucks on the up or downbeat of your pussy's drum or does he need a few more tries to figure it out." Necia's right brow raises, and her pointer finger rests on her chin, causing me to fight the smirk begging for entrance on my lips.

Up, down, in and out… Asaiah has zero problem with beating the lining outta me and my drum. Shid, I need to start calling him Little Drummer Boy.

The sensual thoughts in my mind have me feeling giddy and jovial, causing me to increase our banter, providing confirmation without directly uttering the words.

"Come, they told me," I declare in a singsong voice, and Jarielle immediately catches on.

"Well… pa rum pum, pum, pum," Jarielle sings before Necia adds on.

"Oh shit! You better honor him, pa rum pum, pum, pum," Necia says before the three of us laugh hysterically, bringing attention to our table.

"On another note, the glow looks amazing on you, bestie. So, how are you feeling about this thing? I know you haven't been here since Roy, but tell us how you're fairing with this man?" Jarielle asks.

My mind flashes to the conversation between Asaiah and me the day after we had sex, invoking a smile.

"Good morning, Asaiah," I say when the call connects.

"It is now. How's my sweet baby?"

A blush fills my face with heat, and warmth surges throughout my body at hearing the sexy and firm delivery of Asaiah's pet name.

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