Page 9 of His Secure Embrace
“Bitch, who the fuck told you to drink this much?” I asked myself. I examined my body. I turned to the side and observed every inch of my skin. Even drunk as hell, I looked good. I was a catch. Any man who got the chance to see me in this state would be a blessed man.
I stepped into the shower and let the water kiss my skin. The steaming hot spray only amplified my horniness. The pressure built within my core. I needed someone or something to give me the release I craved.
James had driven me crazy all night. He looked so sexy with his fresh retwist pulled into a ponytail. The perfect trim of his beard made my mouth water, and his muscles were delicious. I wanted him to wrap those arms around me and show me what every inch of his dick could do.
“Shit . . .” My pussy throbbed from the thoughts of James.
I ignored the pulse between my legs and continued to wash my body. I got in every nook and cranny before I rinsed, repeated, and stepped out. I wrapped the large plush towel around my body. It only took a few steps for me to be in the bedroom. Most nights I slept naked, so while I sat on the edge of the bed, I picked up my phone and opened a text thread with my girls.
ME:
y’all made it home safely?
TAVA:
Yep. Just got out of the shower. Thinking about pulling out old faithful.
LYNAE:
Lmaooooo! Girl same. Idk what was in that liquor, but I got this man pulling up on me shortly. What Jeremih say? Birthday Sex! Birthday sex!
ME:
IKTR!
TAVA:
Go a round for me, bestie.
LYNAE:
And will! I’m actually deciding what I’m gonna have on for him. Should I do silk, lace, or nothing at all?
ME:
I love a good lace.
TAVA:
SAME! Do the red lace set. Red lace unlocks a different type of woman for real.
LYNAE:
Say no more.
ME:
But while we’re all here. Somebody tell me not to call that man.
TAVA:
Girl, bye. You got his number. Let him pull up and knock the cobwebs off that lil kitty cat.
LYNAE:
Exactly. Bring fat ma out of retirement. She needs some good loving.
I laughed at their messages out loud. The sound resembled a hyena at the intensity of the holler that escaped my lips.
