(Part 1)
by
Sin cere

Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?
I need a Juliet to keep me wet
No average sucka could handle this mutha...
Go all night like a trucker
This game i'm runnin keep you cummin
Summon the freak in you you never knew you had
Watch Sin unleash the Dragon
I ain't braggin just asking you to jump on my wagon
Take a ride...

..."Come on inside," said Nia, "make yourself comfortable, acting like you've never been in here before!"
Damn, I gotta stop letting my mind wonder off. "Oh, thanks. I'm just admiring the effort you put into decorating this place," I said, lying. Like i'm really thinking about how nice your apartment is. I'm thinking 'bout how "nice" it would be to tap that...
"What did you say?" Oh shit, did I say that out loud?
"I was uh, just thinking to myself how beautiful you looked tonight. I guess I must have said it aloud." Her smile noted her approval of my complement. Good one Sin.
"Aw, you are so sweet. You know, after two months of us dating I still can't see why they call you Sin_cere," said Nia with a special emphasis on the "Sin."
"Oh believe me baby, you'll know by the end of the night," I said as I let my eyes roam every part of her body and I gave her this smile that defined my name: Sin. With that, this woman lost all of her composure. She almost tripped over her own feet trying to get out of the living room and into the kitchen. I again flashed that devilish grin and said, " Do I make you nervous?"
"Oh, anyway!" She said with a look of sheer embarrassment on her face because she realized she was blushing. Finally she said, "You are a trip you know."
"I'm glad you realized," I said. I could tell that all of her usually "reserved" demeanor was now collapsing. Success, I thought. Finally I am on the inside of Fort Nia! God, if she only knew how difficult it has been trying to be a part of her life. I felt like Tom Cruise on a Mission: Impossible.
"So, Ms. 'Sin' cere, would you like a drink?" There she goes calling my name like that again.
"Nope, Ms. Nia. I'll decline, thanks," I said as my gaze remained fixated on her face. She had the most beautiful light brown eyes, I swear I could look into them forever.
"Fine." She walked toward me on the couch, sat only inches away from me and with that oh so familiar angelic smile said, " Since you don't want a drink, what do you want?"
"Is that a rhetorical question?" I said as smoothly as possible, even though my heart was pounding through my chest.
"Nope," she said as she leaned up against me and pushed me down on the couch and completely ambushed me. Before I knew it her tongue was down my throat giving it a thorough examination.
"Damn Nia," I said barely because her tongue was literally consuming me. "You don't know what you do to me."
"Oh baby, I haven't even began to do anything to you!"
What was I hearing? Little Ms. Femme Nia working it like a true butch? She continued to explore my mouth with her tongue. I mean, we have kissed many times, but baby was workin it this time. I let her do her thing on the couch for a while because I knew once we got into the bedroom she was mine. Nia then got up from her previous position laying on top of me, sat up directly on my aching crotch and began to undress. I had to stop her. I wanted that privilege of taking her clothes off myself.
"Wait, baby, let's go into the bedroom," I said knowing what I had in store for her.
"Why honey? We could start in here and then move into the bedroom," she said with a "fuck-me-now" face. I couldn't resist. Seeing all of the passion and desire in her eyes, and feeling the wetness in my boxers influenced my decision to let her do her thang to me on the couch.
"Fine baby, but you better be on point," I said with a wicked grin. "Oh, first let me just go and get something in the car that I forgot." I think we all know what that "something" is. ;)
"Can’t it wait? I want you now! I can’t wait any longer, please baby, don’t make me wait any longer." Shit, I thought to myself, I should be the one saying that! I’m the one that said that we didn’t have to rush into sex, but I didn’t think she actually thought that I was being honest! Two months an no sex, that’s pure torture. She was definitely going to regret making me wait and I knew exactly what I was going to do to achieve this.
"I promise it’ll only take a minute hon," I said as I resentfully got up from the couch. "You’ll like it, trust me,” and I gave her a kiss on the forehead.
She only gave me an irresistible sexy pout and said, "just hurry up and i’ll be in the bedroom if you care.” This woman knows she is fine. At 5'8",caramel complexion, slender built and very well-groomed being a model is not unattainable for her. Damn I can’t wait to give this angel a little taste of Sin ;)
It only took me a few minutes to get what I needed out of my car. As I re-entered her apartment I noticed that all of the lights had been dimmed, the place smelled sweeter than Bath & Body Works and the sounds of Bob Marley and Lauryn Hill’s "Turn Your Lights Down Low” was playing. I think this is going to be my theme song!
"Damn, she is quick. I like that!” I said knowing I was about to get into some hot and heavy shit. I have been sexually repressed for two months and I am going to express my need in every way possible.
On my way to the bedroom, I noticed the unopened bottle of champagne on the kitchen counter that I had declined earlier. I grabbed the bottle and two glasses and was on my way to an "unforgettable” evening...

to be continued . ....

THE END

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