Page 33 of See No Evil

“Yeah?” He tossed his shirt on the floor, then went for the button and zipper of his jeans.

“Do you have protection?”

He nodded, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a few condoms, then tossed one on the bed, the rest on her nightstand. She picked up the wrapper and read it.

“Kimono Microthin? Never heard of these…”

“They’re good. Almost feels like raw sex. A bit more expensive, but worth it. Super thin and roomy.”

She nodded, then handed it to him. He placed it with the others. The sight of her bare curves and dips had him salivating.

She’s so damn beautiful…

He sat down on the edge of the bed, removed his sneakers and socks, then slipped his jeans off. Meanwhile, she disappeared past another door, which he guessed was her en suite. Grabbing his phone, he pulled up a playlist and let the music ride out. When she came back out a couple of minutes later, Urban Mystic’s, ‘In the Morning’ was playing. She cracked a smile, and tried to slip past him to get back into the bed, but he stopped her, his eyes filled with need…

Chapter Ten

“Hold up… holdup, baby. I want to hold you. Come here.” Legend wrapped his arm around Desiree’s waist before she could get back into bed, and drew her flush against him so they could sway and slow dance to The Fugees, ‘Killing Me Softly With His Song.’ Their mouths found their way to one another. Soft and wet. Naked soft flesh made up of fragrant, feminine curves pressed against tattooed and taut muscles.

“You’re so warm, baby. You’re going to be my weakness. I just know it, Desiree…” His voice rasped in her ear as he held her tighter to him. She ran her hands through his hair, kissed his cheek, then his lips once again.

“Legend, you know what? I should’ve burned some sage before you came over here the first time.”

“What would that have done? You makin’ some cornbread dressing or something?”

She chuckled at his joke. “I done invited the devil into my house, and served him food. More than once. I was asking for trouble.” He cracked a smile at that. “If I’d burned some sage, then I could’ve protected myself from my developing feelings for you. I’ve been playing with fire.”

“You can burn a forest full of sage, baby. That shit wouldn’t have kept me out. I might’ve walked away, but once the smoke cleared, I would’ve been right back!”

They were both dying laughing now.

“You tricked me, Legend.”

“How so?”

“You got the ball rolling. Called me one day and said you wanted to cook dinner for me. I used that as an excuse to get you back over. Again and again. I had convinced myself all I wanted to do was eat.”

“Oh, eating is what we plan to do. Don’t you worry about a thing. I got somethin’ for you to lick and suck on, baby, and you got somethin’ hot and ready for me, too.” Her cheeks turned a deeper hue. “We’re going to eat goodallnight.”

“Oh, really? What are you serving?”

“An all-you-can-eat buffet. Sausage for you, and melons and peaches for me. Tonight, you’re a carnivore, and I’m a vegetarian. The sausage also comes wit’ a couple boiled potatoes. They got a little fuzz on them, but they’re still savory.”

They both succumbed to more mirth then, so strong they were wheezing.

“You are so dumb, Legend! Stop it! Silly butt.” She grinned as she leaned in to give him a peck on the lips. He suddenly turned quite serious then. Cocking his head to the side, he grabbed her nape, and brought her in for a kiss. Slipping his tongue in her mouth, he let her see his desire for her…

“You won. You broke me down and finally got me in this bedroom,” she said with a smile as she stroked his waves. “I’m falling for you, Legend. I tried not to, but I can’t help it…”

“I ain’t break you down, baby. I’m trying to build you up…”

I failed. Thisis why you don’t let a man, who told you under no uncertain terms that he wants to fuck you, into your home.Legend didn’t lie to me. He kept it 100 the whole way, and I STILL let this man into my heart, my mind, and now my bed…

But his hard muscles… I couldn’t resist… and these damn tattoos all over his body… it’s a weakness of mine… He has the most adorable freckles… there aren’t many, but just enough to notice, and they suit him. Then there’s that damn beard… He’s just too sexy for words… and LORD HAVE MERCY! This mothafucka’s dick. It’s gorgeous! And huge! The way he kisses… so sensual… The way he touches me, I couldn’t help it… Oh, God, please forgive me for falling into temptation, but you made him too beautiful to resist. That’s right, I said it: beautiful. I’m not even talking about just the physical.

I love how this man cooks. He’s passionate about food, and its preparation. I love his deep voice, and how he talks. How he walks. I love how his mind works. I love his confidence. His head is ALWAYS held high. He’s persistent. Not a quitter. His sense of humor—so silly. His honesty—he keeps it real. Even when he’s wrong, he stands by his convictions until he can be proven wrong. Stubborn, but willing to listen. I like what he says and the deeper meaning behind it, too. He’s intelligent, and not afraid to show it. There’s so much to him, so many layers, and also, there’s a heap of hurt in his golden-green eyes. But there’s hope, too, and now, here we are.

Her thoughts spiraled as Legend ran his hand up and down her bare ass as they slow-danced. He was the epitome of eroticism, the definition of sexiness in the flesh.

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