Page 19 of The Heart of a Capricorn
I wondered what he would do next, but I did what he said. I heard what sounded like a bottle of bodywash being squeezed. Chauncey kissed the back of my neck and my shoulder blades before he washed my back. Slowly, he moved the washcloth over my body, kissing every part of my body.
I spun around so he could wash the front of me. He looked at me tenderly as he washed the front of me.
“Chauncey,” I whispered when he stopped to suck on both nipples. The pressure I felt between my legs was strong, and I needed him to relieve me.
“Lean back.” His voice was strained, and I knew he was just as ready as I was. It was evident by his dick standing straight up.
I leaned back, and he softly ran the washcloth over my stomach and pussy.
My back arched when his hand brushed over my clit.
It was the most intimate thing I’d experienced in my life.
After we both were clean, we got out of the tub and headed into the bedroom.
The theme of candles and silk petals continued in the bedroom.
“Lie down,” Chauncey commanded as he pulled the towel from my body.
I pulled the cover back and got in the middle of the bed. My legs spread when he got in between them. Slowly, with his eyes on mine, he slipped inside of me.
I couldn’t look at him because the intensity in his eyes almost made me cum.
I wrapped my arms around him as he moved his hips. He didn’t pump in and out. Nope, he made circles between my walls.
Every part of my body he touched felt like it was on fire. It felt like he had more than two hands because they were all over my body.
Chauncey was so gentle with me. He took care of my mind, body, and soul.
He didn’t let up until I couldn’t take anymore. By the time we were done, I was spent, but I didn’t regret a minute of it.
Lyric had fallenasleep after we had sex multiple times, but I couldn’t sleep. I lay there thinking about how I wanted more once we left Vegas.
She didn’t sleep long, so when she woke up, we replenished ourselves and got back in bed.
It was the middle of the night, but we were both awake. Lyric rested her head on the pillow, facing me. I had my headleaned against my arm, while my other hand was intertwined with Lyric’s. She looked relaxed and well fucked. Her brown skin had small red blotches in certain areas where I sucked too hard. Lyric’s body was soft and sweet, and I couldn’t get enough of it.
“Have you been enjoying your time in Vegas?” Lyric asked.
“I have. I didn’t expect to see you here, and actually get to spend time with you, but I have no complaints,” I admitted. “How about you?”
“Yes. I thought I would have been working around the clock, but I’m enjoying this little reprieve. The project is going well so far, so I’m good.”
She squealed when I let her hand go and pulled her on top of me. I wasn’t trying to have sex; I just wanted her as close as possible. I put my head in the crook of her neck and inhaled. She smelled like whatever bodywash she used in the shower.
“I don’t think I can take anymore,” she complained as she looked into my eyes.
I chuckled. “Don’t worry, I’ll leave you alone for a bit. I just wanted to hug you and shit.” I wrapped my arms around her body. She smiled and put her head on my chest.
“Okay. I don’t have a problem with that.”
My eyes closed as I rubbed circles on her bare back.
“How long have you been single?” I asked after a minute had passed.
“A couple of years. How about you?”
“Same. What happened with your last relationship?”
