Page 57 of Continuum

I gave him a quick kiss and then closed the door to the bathroom. After freshening up and brushing my teeth, I strolled out of the bathroom in just my bra and panties.

“Do you want wa—damn,” he swore when he looked up and saw me. “I got water or wine. You can have either. The beignets are…” His ripped his eyes from my body and met my gaze. “The beignets are in the microwave. They only take fifteen seconds to heat up so let me go get undressed first and then…” He licked his lips. “And then we can eat.”

He went to the bathroom and came back five minutes later, completely naked. My eyes zeroed in on his dick. Hard and heavy, his dick bounced in front of him as he walked toward me.

Fuck the beignets. I want that.

“The microwave—”

Before he could finish, I stood and blocked his path. “Kwame, stop.”

His eyebrows lifted curiously. “What’s wrong?”

“I appreciate how amazing today has been,” I told him softly. “Thank you.”

He cupped my face. “You don’t have to keep thanking me. You being with me all day is thank you enough.”

“I can think of a few other ways to show my appreciation…”

Before he could respond, I dropped to my knees and engulfed the head of his dick in my mouth.

“Oh shit!” Kwame gasped, reeling backward momentarily before using the back of my head to steady himself.

I sucked hard and sloppily as I worked my way up and down his shaft. I took as much of him as I could to the back of my throat and gagged on it. And then I did it all over again.

“Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit, Aisha…” He closed his eyes as if it were too much for him and that just turned me on more.

Moving my mouth up and down on him, I did what I couldn’t do in the car. He moaned his approval as I used both hands to twist as I sucked him.

“Move your hands and look at me,” he demanded as he started rocking his hips into my mouth.

As soon as I did what I was told, he let out a growl that came from the depths of him. “Good girl,” he praised, gently hitting the back of my throat as he held my face in place. The look on his face was complete ecstasy.

“You’re not taking me out like that,” he groaned sexily, pulling me off him. “Not again.”

Wiping my mouth with the back of my hand, I gave him a wide-eyed look of confusion. “What do you mean?”

He licked his lips and then pulled me to my feet. “I wasn’t going to be able to last with you doing that.” He turned me around so that my back was facing the bed and then pushed me backward onto it. “And there’s so much I want to do to you.” He climbed on top of me, kissing the fleshiness of my breast and then biting my nipples through my bra. “But first, I want to see all of you.” He kissed up my neck. “Because I want to feel all of you.” He hovered over my mouth. “Because I’m going to taste all of you.”

I had butterflies.

“Okay,” I agreed in barely a whisper.

The combination of what he said and how he said it while pressing his naked body against me set me on fire.

Our mouths collided as we devoured each other, hungrily. When our tongues touched, the kiss deepened, and his body weight pinned me to the bed. He was between my legs and without a second thought, I wrapped my legs around his waist. I felt him hot and hard, pressed against me. If I didn’t still have on my panties, I would’ve let him slide in me right then and there.

The more I thought about it, the more I wanted it. I wanted to feel him.

Stop.

I needed to catch my breath. I was thinking recklessly and for the first time in my life, I felt like I was weak enough to let it happen.

I let my lashes flutter open as I broke the kiss. Staring at him, my heart thumped against my chest. The way his eyes glinted with unbridled lust did something to me.

“I want you,” I admitted breathily.

“I need you,” he whispered.

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