Tangled Within the Darkness, page 9
“How do I know you really want this.”
“You don’t, all I know is that I want you right now. You know my situation.” I say to her.
She lowers her face to mine and kisses me passionately. Sits up and removes my thong. She places one leg in between my legs and the other one on the other side of that same leg. She lowers herself onto me and I feel her wet pussy on top of mine.
“I want to feel your juices on my pussy,” she swivels her hips. Her pussy and mine meet for the first time. This is what it feels like? Oh my. Our clits rub as we gyrate our hips. She lowers herself and takes my right nipple into her mouth while her hand plays with the other breast. I can’t take it. “Alexis, I can’t. I’m about to…” She doesn’t let me finish my sentence, she covers my mouth with hers. I pump my hips, grab her ass and push her pelvis into me. Our bodies dance with each other. I want to feel every drop of her. Pushing her pelvis into me makes the friction feel incredible. I hear a moan escape her lips. We are forehead to forehead, looking into each other’s eyes.
“Cum now Raven,” and I burst into a million pieces. I ride the orgasm as we rub our pussies together. She swallows my moan and our tongue dance together. She breaks our seductive kiss and we are panting.
Slowly we come to a stop, she gently touches my face. “That was amazing,” I say to her.
“Maybe this time you’ll talk to me after.” She kisses me and removes herself from on top me. Instantly I miss her warm body, she turns around and covers herself, and I am left here knowing that this is the beginning to something that is completely foreign to me.
Chapter 20
Never In A Million Years
Alexis
I woke up to the soothing caress of Raven’s hand on my face. My eyes flutter open slowly. Where the heck am I?
“You have to get up. We are about to land in forty-five minutes. I am already changed. There is a wash room through those doors over there.”
“Okay.”
She moves from behind me. I stretch and remove the covers that are on top of me. I turn to see Raven looking at me from the door of the room.
“I’ll see you outside. I’ll have Wilma fix up two martinis for us.”
I shake my head up and down in agreement but don’t utter a word. This place has a shower room? What the heck? I slide off the bed and open the door directly in front of me. “This is real,” I say to myself.
Okay, so the plane is landing in forty-five minutes. Which means I have about 20 minutes to get myself together and outside. I turn the shower on. I hear the door of the room open. So, I peak outside. It’s Raven. The sound of the door startles her. “You scared the shit out of me,” she says. I don’t respond.
“I came to bring you your suitcase in case you want to change.”
“Can you do me a favor? I really want to enjoy this shower. Can you pick out any outfit for me and under garments? It would make my life easier.”
“Uh, sure.”
“One more favor, do you have a hair tie or clip, I don’t want to mess up my hair.”
She walks towards me to bring me the hair clip she has removed from her hair. Our hands touch and of course there is a sensation that stems from that soft touch. SPARKS.
We stare at each other not moving. She puts a hand on the door and pushes it open. She backs me up into the shower and squares me in with her hands against the wall. Her lips are on mine and I moan. This kiss is dangerous, passionate and shameless. She takes my bottom lip into her mouth and sucks on it, while simultaneously nipping at it. That drives me over the edge, my hand goes into her hair and I pull it enough for her to let go of my lips. I move to her neck and have my taste of her. She is exquisite. She lifts my left leg and wraps it around her waist. That catches me off guard. She grabs my hand and places it above my body. She kisses me again, I open my mouth inviting her tongue to come and play. Her hand travels down my body as if she was building a road map for later. My vagina starts to pulse, and she finds my clit and begins to play it as if she was the lead guitarist of a rock band. I pump my hips back and forth matching her masterful wrist work. She lets my hand go and my knee-jerk reaction is to instantly place it into her hair. She wraps her arm around my ass and slightly pushes me up. I feel her switch fingers as her thumb is now working my clit in circular motions, and her index finger makes a grand entrance into me, pumping in and out. Desperately, my hand wraps around her shoulder and I push myself into her, wanting that friction that is going to bring me to ecstasy. She pushes me harder into the wall and I lift my other leg and wrap it around her. “Oh my god,” I pant. She takes my nipple into her mouth and that does it for me. “Raven, I can’t.” Her lips meet mine and I let go. I ride this orgasm, twitching on her hand because the sensation is just too much. She slowly lowers my legs but holds me in place.
“Are you okay?” She asks me as she strokes my face.
“Yes.”
“I’m going to let you shower. I will pick out the clothes as you asked. Make it quick so that we can land.”
She kisses me softly and I just stand there watching her walk out. This can’t be happening! I wanted this all along. There are so many questions in the air. I am quite nervous about what can stem from this relationship. After all she is getting married in about three months.
***
We arrive in the hotel and apparently, they messed up the reservation and they only have one room available. How convenient! I kind of wish they didn’t mess up the reservation. I need to get my mind straight. I feel like I am playing with fire. Never in a million years did I think Raven would finger me on a fucking plane. Matter fact, never in a million years did I think that they mere idea of a woman fingering me would come to fruition.
“Alexis, here is a key for you. We are on the top floor.”
We have come back to the beautiful hotel we stayed at the last time we came to Florida.
“Is this your go to hotel out here?” I ask Raven.
“I own half the shares of this place so technically it’s half mine, so yea this is always my go to hotel.”
That shuts me up.
“So, the messing up of the rooms wasn’t really a coincidence?”
She smirks and says nothing walking towards the rear elevators.
I walk behind her just staring at her ass. It’s perfect. I imagine my hands squeezing it as I bring myself to climax. What an ass that is. Someone clears their throat.
“Are you going to stand there glaring or are you going to come into the elevator?”
I feel my cheeks turn crimson after just being caught. I walk into the elevator and turn around not looking at Raven. I can’t look at her. I have all these weird emotions running through my body. I don’t understand them. I want her. Bad. But she is getting married. My family will disown me. I need to be away from her. I need to be in another room. I can’t stay in the same place with her. She confuses me. Does she want this? What is she really feeling?
The jerk of the elevator stopping brings me out of my little bubble. As the elevator doors open, I see that we are in a soft green hallway and the door is just about fifteen feet away from us. There is a table in the center with a bouquet of calla lilies neatly placed on top of it. I move to the side, letting Raven open the door. She was quiet on the elevator and I wonder if the emotions running through me, were also running through her.
We enter the suite and holy hell this place is five times my apartment with Keilani. It’s different shades of rose, creams and pops of gold here and there. It’s attractive and sexy.
“Your room is on the second floor next to mine,” she says flatly.
“Ok, great.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow morning for the meeting. Be ready by 8 and meet me in the conference room that is at the end of that hallway over there.” She points to the hallway located to the right of this massive apartment that we are in.
“Ok.”
She takes her suitcase and walks up the stairs, I am assuming to her room and I am left there wondering what the hell is wrong with her. One minute she is all over me, the other minute she is completely distant. Grabbing my bag, I make it up the stairs. Find the room and twist the knob to open the door. I walk in, leaving the bag next to the door, and walk straight to the room and throw myself in bed with my face planted on the pillow.
“I hate this trip already,” I express to my pillow, but it doesn’t respond.
Chapter 21
Guilt
Raven
I walk out the shower with my towel wrapped around my body. I grab the bottle of lotion and squirt some on the palm of my hand. Walking towards the bed I place my leg on the mattress and begin applying the heavenly scent of coconut on myself starting at the top of my foot and moving towards my ankle. My phone interrupts me and with a huff I walk towards it, wiping my hands on my towel.
“Hello.”
“There’s the voice of my beautiful fiancé, how was your flight honey?”
A pang of guilt hits me and settles at the pit of my stomach.
“Hey, we landed good.”
“Are you okay?” Gerald questions me.
“I’m fine. I’m just tired and I just got out the shower. I was about to lay down.”
“Really, it’s so early. I thought you would have dinner plans with Ms. Cartagena tonight to prepare for tomorrow.”
I wish I had dinner plans with her. I just need some distance. I don’t even know what I want.
“No, she has been working really hard and I rather her get the rest she needs for tomorrow’s meeting.”
“Alright, well I don’t want to keep you waiting. Let me know how everything turns out. Have a good night. Love you.”
“Right back at ya. Good night.” I hang up.
I can’t even say, I love you back. What the fuck is wrong with me? I hate myself right now. This guilty feeling starts to restrict my breathing. I sit on the bed with both hands gripping the mattress as a lone tear strolls down my face. “This is so fucked up.” I hiccup. I can’t do this. There’s a soft knock on my door. Wiping my face, I look up to see Alexis peeking in from behind the door.
“Are you okay?” she asks.
I stare at her, not responding. What kind of stupid question is that? I am not okay. I hate myself right now. I wipe my face as the tears continue to flow like a broken water faucet, I turn my body away from her. I can’t let her see me like this. This is not how things were supposed to be. I am such a coward. Her soft footsteps coming toward me.
“Raven,” she whispers.
I stay still closing my eyes.
“Raven, look at me.”
I feel her breathe caress my cheek. I turn my face ever so slightly and feel her forehead leaning against mine.
“Talk to me, my sweet girl.”
I can’t breathe. With my eyes still closed, I bring my hand to her face and she leans into it.
“I don’t know what to say.” I whisper. I am so confused. I want her, she made me come alive on that plane. I have never felt that way before, not with Gerald, not with the man before him, not with my first. NO ONE. She removes my hand from her face, and I open my eyes. A sudden panic rolls through me, I don’t want her to leave.
Kneeling in front of me, looking at me she says, “Raven, I have never done this before. I have never been with a woman. I always knew that I would end up marrying a woman, but I never acted on instinct until you.”
“Sleep with me.” I say.
She stands up and moves to the other side of the bed, lifting the sheets. I lay down and watch her from where she stands. She removes her shirt and I am not surprised that she is bare under. She turns off the light and I feel the bed dip; her hands wrap around my waist and my eyes close by their own merit. I feel safe.
“Sleep my sweet girl.” It’s the last thing I hear before the darkness consumes me.
Chapter 22
Call Me Selfish. Call Me a Hypocrite.
Alexis
I wake up to Raven in my arms. She’s beautiful. Lips slightly parted, hand on my chest. Gorgeous. I knocked on her door last night to ask if she wanted to have something to eat. Little did I know that I was going to walk into her crying. I wonder who she was on the phone with before I walked in. I heard it ring. Probably Gerald.
I understand where she is coming from. I understand her confusion. I understand her curiosity. I understand the uncertainty of where this might end. However, I also recognize that if I don’t allow myself to enjoy whatever this is that we have going on, I am going to live in regret the rest of my life. That is one thing I am not willing to do. I check the time on the clock that is on the night table, it reads 5:37 am. I decide to remove myself from her embrace and go get her an aspirin and water. She didn’t say much last night, and I can bet that she is going to wake up with a slight head ache.
I walk into the bathroom and check the medicine cabinet. BINGO! Walking back out, I see that Raven is awake, looking at the ceiling.
“Morning,” I say.
“Morning,” she whispers looking my way.
“How are you feeling?”
“I feel like a full-blown headache is about to ensue from the small pain that has begun to creep in. She looks at me up and down. I’m naked.
“I figured as much. Here take these pills and this water.” I crawl towards her on the bed to hand her what I found in the bathroom.
I drop the pills on the hand because I don’t want to touch her. Though when I hand her the bottle of water our hands graze and the SPARKS that always occur when we touch have made their usual appearance. TA DA! She looks at me and I at her and we stare at each other for what feels like an eternity. She breaks eye contact and throws her head back as she places the pills in her mouth and takes a gulp of water.
“I’m going to go get ready. I’ll be in the conference room around 7:20 so that you can debrief me on what I need to do during this meeting.” I move to stand up but she grabs my arm.
I look down at her grip and look back at her.
“Don’t leave yet,” she sits up.
“What do you want Raven?”
“You. I don’t know.” She looks down and lets my arm go.
“You are getting married in three months.” I say. Knowing damn well that right now I don’t care. Call me selfish. Call me a hypocrite. I don’t care. I want her and this I know is true. But I want more that a sexual connection. I want her heart, soul and her brain. I want all of her.
“Kiss me, Alexis.”
And I kiss her, with all of me, with all I have. Slowly I torture her mouth and tongue. It’s a battle between lust, desire, and want. I move myself on top of her and I trace her body with my kisses. I move down between her breast and I hear her breathing escalate. She wants this just as much as I want her. I take her nipple in my mouth and she moans. It’s a sweet melody, like jazz meets soul. My hand travels down her stomach and I hear her suck in a breath. Slowly, tantalizing her, reaching her folds.
“Please, Alexis,” she pleads.
My fucking pleasure. I smirk while I taste her breast. With my middle finger I slowly rub her clit up and down. I move from her breast and back up to those luscious lips that I want to taste forever and ever. I enter a finger in her entrance while my thumb dances with her clit. “Oh Alexis, I can’t…” “Not yet, Raven. I want to taste you on my tongue.”
I remove my hand from her beautiful pussy and I bend down to taste her on my tongue. She grabs a handful of my hair as I take her clit into my mouth and suck on it like my life depends on it. Her back arches as she begins to rock her hips back and forth fucking my mouth. “Alexis I can’t hold on much longer.” I enter two fingers into her as my tongue rolls over and over and over her clit. I feel her body tense and her orgasm takes over her. I let her ride it out before flipping her on top of me and placing her between my legs and connecting our pussies together. She looks down at me, her eyes as dark as the night sky and begins to rock back and forth.
“Control it. I want to see you cum this time,” I say.
She brings our bodies together as she lays herself on top of me and kisses me. I grab her ass and add more friction, lifting my waist from the bed allowing our clits to rub together. “Oh yesss, my sweet girl,” I say through gritted teeth, my other hand in her hair. I can barely hold on. She’s panting, I know she is waiting for me to find her own release. Her lips over my right nipple and it’s my undoing as she sucks me. I watch her tongue on me, “Raven, now.”
She comes back up to my mouth and we swallow our ecstasy as I find my release and she finds hers for the second time.
***
The meeting came and went. Raven was freshening up and so was I. I couldn’t take me eyes off her during the meeting and I repeatedly had to squeeze my thighs together to calm the need I felt in my downstairs. She was wonderful during the meeting, commanded it. I could see why she was so respected in her line of work.
I didn’t have to say much. We finalized the pieces for next years’ fashion line. I knew that after this meeting I was going to have my hands full not only of work but of Ms. Lopez’s ass. I plan on having her for dessert today. I am not sure when these feeling grew into something more than inquisitiveness but what do I care? I’m going to ride this wave. I decided to shower after the meeting to freshen up. Coming out the shower and into the bedroom I stop when I see Raven standing at the door with a tray of food.
“Do come in,” I smile.
“I bought you dinner.”
“I can see that.”
She rolls her eyes, sauntering into the room in a robe and places the tray on the ottoman that is in front of the couch.
“Come, I figure we could eat and watch something on the television. A movie?”
“I can eat something else.” I say.
She lifts an eyebrow and smiles. I stand in front of her and undo the belt that is holding her robe in place and my finger travels from her collar bone down towards her breast, and then descend to her belly button.
Her breath hitches and I smirk. I bring my face close to hers, “it sounds like you want me to have dessert first.” I place a kiss on her lips and decide that I am going to get what I desire and I enjoy my dessert first before my meal.
