It was Saturday afternoon, and I was in Huey's car going to this fancy couples' hotel. We were going there for Valentine's Day. I was surprised it was his idea to go away for the weekend. He never seemed to be the type to want to do stuff like this. He's more of a person that likes to stay in while I like to go out.
I know you're probably wondering if our friends or family know anything about this. Well to answer your question they don't know that Huey and I are going to a hotel. They'll all be doing their own thing with their other significant lovers.
Mr. Freeman will be with his online lover, Riley with Cindy, Hiro with Ming, Ceasar with Austin since they both are single, my parents either with each other or dealing with a crazy couple, so that would lead all the attention off of Huey.
Huey told Mr. Freeman he would be hanging with Ceasar while I told my parents I would be hanging with the dance team. They should both be out of town so I'm good. I was in the car on my phone as Huey was driving for almost thirty minutes towards the hotel.
I was just scrolling through my social media looking at couples celebrate Valentine's Day early. People were bragging about their gifts and hashtagging couple goals. I just sighed and kept scrolling because some of it was a lie. "You still looking at social media couples?" I heard Huey ask me.
"No, why?" I asked covering up my phone a bit. "Because you're slouched down in your seat and I can see from the corner of my eye of you looking at couples," he told me. "I can't help it, every picture that pops up just shows a bunch of storytellers," I exclaimed. "Half of the people I either know or dance with are posting pictures of their significant others and how they do so much for them. It's just a bunch of damage they're doing to themselves because most of their significant others cheat on them. They just want them on their so they can get the likes," I rolled my eyes.
"You know this is the first time you have ever expressed to me how you feel about social media couples and their bullshit," he said a bit surprised. "Why is that surprising to you?" I asked wanting to know. "Because you're usually in a good mood before the holidays what's got you all riled up?" he asked. "Well it's that Valentine's is the holiday of love, but I don't like how people are being fake about everything. It always upsets me when people just use it for the likes," I crossed my arms.
"Yeah, I'm surprised you're not posting us on your page," he said as I felt my face heat up. "The reason why is because I know you don't like for everything to get out and this getaway is for us and us only. I don't want anybody knowing that we are here together," I told him as I could see a little smirk appear.
"Don't worry nobody won't know a thing," he calmly said sure of himself. "How did you find out about this place we're going to anyway?" I asked him looking at the pictures of the hotel online. "You know how my grandad goes on his online dates right?" he asked as I nodded. "You see one of the girls he took here a couple of weeks ago was once again crazy. He called Riley and me to come help get him from there and so when we went inside looking for him the place looked amazing. They had nice services and some of the stuff you liked there. When we found him and was about to leave one of the people who advertised for the place told me they were giving deals out for the rooms for Valentine's Day!" he said as I felt a smile appear on my face.
"So you considered the deal and that's why you asked me if I was going to be free around that time?" I asked sitting up in my seat. "Yes, that's exactly what happened after that," he said. "This place must be really nice if you wanted to go to it," " I don't like too many places, but I feel like that you would like it," he casually said as I just smiled at him.
"If you don't mind me asking what's putting you in a good mood today?" I asked a bit interested. "Everything is going great for the upcoming event for Black History Month. You and the gang were right about the ideas you guys had. A lot of people were buying tickets the first day they heard about it and we got some of the kids who had a high status to perform in the show. Though I am a bit worried about you," he said as I cocked my eyebrow.
"Why are you worried about me?" I asked him. "Because you are one of the people doing a lot of performances. Plus you do seem a bit stressed out from trying to handle everything. I think you're doing more work than we are," he said in a concerning tone.
"Huey I have all of this under control and I'm not doing that much," I bluffed. "Really says the person who is dancing with Oliva and Austing for some odd reason, your team, and some volunteers, being the speaker the whole time, and playing as a historic character from one of your classes," he exclaimed. "I've done more than that before," I told him.
"I know, but don't you think that's enough. I mean if I knew you were going to sign up for that many performances then I would have set a limit," he sternly said. "Don't blame me, at first I was going with the first two because I'm the dance captain. I remember your club called me and some other kids to the library so that way we could all discuss what y'all wanted us to do," I told him as the victim.
"Okay, but how did it lead up to you being the speaker and playing a historic character?" he asked still confused. "With the speaker part; the principal had asked me if I didn't mind being the speaker for the performances because they sent out a poll to all the students and I was suggested out of all the others on the list. Then our history teacher wanted us to either do a play or tell the audience what the historic people did. Luckily we went with the second idea because she's making all of us do this for a grade," I told him as he seemed unsure.
"Okay, and how is all that going for you?" "Terrible everybody is stressing me out!" I exclaimed with my hands in my hair. "Really, why don't you tell me all about it," he requested. "Okay so with the dance team I decided we were going to do a step show since that seems to get everybody hyped up," "But what happened with that, are you guys still doing it?" he asked.
"Yes, we're still doing it! The volunteers are stressing me out because at the beginning when they heard what we were doing they went complaining to the principal and the dance and cheerleading coaches about it. So they had to call Oliva and me to the principal's office with all of the kids that were complaining mad at us," I explained kinda getting upset.
"Let me guess all of them were black," he guessed. "YES! Not that it's a bad thing, but I didn't like how they were being rude to Oliva and me. They were saying stuff like 'That's not fair because you're just trying to have white people perform what belongs to us black people or you guys don't know what y'all are doing or you two are ashamed to have your own kind involve in the dance or you can't do it better than the original creators,' I mimicked.
"Wow...I hate to say that I'm invested," he said a bit disappointed. "Yeah, but Oliva and I had to defend ourselves against all of them. We had to tell them that we weren't trying to do any of that because we didn't think they would take it personally. So we told them that we would take volunteers," I told him. "What happened after that because one of the teachers told us that there was a lot of drama going on since we planned to celebrate Black History Month?" he asked
"We took some volunteers and we told them they had to come every day after school to practice the routine. The coaches told them if they couldn't get the routine we gave them by the deadline they wouldn't be participating. Of course, some people didn't get the routine down and they got kicked out of the group and made a big fuss about it," I said a bit exhausted.
"You know if they really wanted to do a step as well then they could have just come to sign up," he simply said. "You don't think we told them to go do that?" I rhetorically asked him. "I'm guessing you did," he said unsure. "We did and they were like we don't feel like you guys messing up what our ancestors created and every time we came up with a move they would say it's not good enough when Oliva and I clearly researched it," I blabbered as he did seemed interested.
"I know this is odd for me to say about my community, but if they're going to give you trouble like that then just kick them off. They can just come to sign up and do their own version if it's that serious for them. With you doing all these other events you don't need to be under that much pressure if all they are going to do is complain," he sternly said as I sighed. Thank God he understands!
"You're right! I just hope they understand I don't have any disrespect for the African American community and their heritage, but that they can't stay if they can't follow simple procedures. I don't feel like them pulling out ' Is it because I'm black' card or they're accusing white privilege to be exact on us," I said fearing the idea that they might do something like that.
"Jazmine it's understandable! It would be nice to have our community in the performance but if they can't listen then just kick them out. No point in dealing with nonsense," he waved off. "So how's everything going on your part?" I asked him.
"Actually it's going okay. The planning and signing everybody up is in check, but some of the people who are participating are having some problems with each other," he grumbled the last part. "What kind of problems?" I asked him. "What they are going to do...you see we told them that it couldn't be the same music because we wanted it all to be different so it could keep everybody entertained," he told me.
"So what happened for there to be a problem?" I asked once again wanting him to get to the point. "Okay, Riley and Ceasar are performing in the thing," he said like that was important. "That's good, it's nice to have your best friend and little brother perform," I smiled. "No, it isn't," he shook his head.
"Something happened?" he dramatically nodded his head as if it was that bad. "What?" I slowly asked him. "Riley and Ceasar both want to do a Michael Jackson dance," he simply said. "Okay, but isn't it okay for them to have the same artist and different songs performed by the King of Pop?" I was confused at this point because he wasn't getting to the point.
"Yeah it's definitely okay, but they keep choosing the same song they want to dance to," he said. "Like which ones?" I asked him. "The first one was Billie Jean, Thriller, Smooth Criminal, Beat it, The Man in the Mirror, Remember the Time, Bad, Scream, etc.," he said naming all of those hit songs.
"Why don't they just choose one of those songs?" I asked. "Because they can't make their decision up, the club and I are this close to making them perform the same song," he said showing me a sign with the tips of his finger almost touching. "It would be cool to see a duet that would really get everybody interested," I told him as he smirked. "Might just have to do that," he said.
He pulled up into the parking lot to find us a spot. Thankfully there were spots available. Instead of us driving around looking for a spot there are some already available. It's probably because we're either early or people are walking around town.
Huey found a parking space in the middle where it was an average walk. He turned the engine off in his car and we got out to grab our bags. We didn't bring that much since we were only going to be here for one night and morning. I think while we're here we're supposed to do what most couples do: have sex!
I feel like I'm beginning to get used to the feeling. I can't lie and say I don't like the feeling of pain and pleasure. I never thought I would favor it so much. I was always afraid of having sex with somebody because, in the end, I would either get hurt or not feel the same connection. I hate to say that if Huey and I were to split up I would be prepared for the heartbroken phase.
When people use to think Huey and I were a couple they would say I'm not his ideal woman. They would say he and I were complete opposites of each other. Girls that liked him would always come up to me and point out our difference. Once I realized all those differences Huey and I had with each other I remember I had given up on liking him in middle school. There was no point in liking someone who clearly didn't have any interest in you and had other girls that could match up to his expectations.
For some odd reason, he found interest in me. The boy who made me run home crying every day because he would only speak the truth to me had liked me. I wonder what sparked his attention? I know it wasn't me crying about every single little thing that had interested him. It could have been puberty because almost every boy enters the hormonal stage.
Over the years my body has developed and some things have gotten bigger. I remember I thought I was fat until a bunch of boys and girls kept telling me I was fine. My dad started getting a bit upset whenever he saw me wear less clothing. He said you don't want people to think that I'm putting out.
When I told him I wanted to get married to a loyal man he said don't try to lower men with your body. Always make sure they love you for your personality and not just your figure. Looks can fade but personality will always last within a person with good intentions.
It does make me question if Huey has a good personality. He's never done anything bad to me and he always has good intentions. Cause he's respectful, trustworthy, unselfish, etc., but I feel like I dig that tough nature side of him. I hope he doesn't find that out because I think that would encourage him to keep doing it.
When we made it inside I looked around to see the entrance looked nice. There were barely any people here, but it still looked nice. "Oh wow!" I said looking around still in amazement. "They have a very nice entrance," I said now walking backyards. The both of us had made it to the front where one of their staff was sitting out at the computers with headsets on.
The lady kept clicking the side and repeating the same words over and over again until she looked up at both Huey and me. "Hi my name Karen how can I help you today," she nicely greeted us with a smile. I of course smiled back at her while Huey just looked at her with an unsure face when she introduced her name.
"Hi we have a reservation under Freeman," I said as she awkwardly smiled at me. "Um please tell me you're not the Freeman that was here a couple of weeks ago with a crazy girl?" she said still smiling. "No this is our first time here," I half lied. "Oh okay because we don't want what happened a couple of weeks ago to happen this weekend," she said typing on her computer.
"So I will just get everything situated and what time do you guys want your special package to come?" she asked giving us a smug smile. I was confused when she said special package. Huey looked at his watch to lean in a bit. "Can you bring it around 8 o'clock?" he asked as she nodded. "We will do so and if you have any problems our staff will help you," she said giving me the ticket and giving Huey a hatred look.
We just walked away towards the elevator since our room was on the 16th floor. "What was that all about?" I asked a bit worried. "About what?" he asked confused. "With you and the lady giving each other the look? As soon as she introduced her name you gave her an unsure look," I said as he caught on to what I was referring to.
"Oh whenever I hear a white lady say their name is Karen I just make sure to be careful," he simply said. "Well, I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable," I said tickling him a little trying to make him laugh. I wasn't successful at it. "Jazmine I'm not ticklish," he said pushing the elevator button.
You could hear it was near us because of the sound of it coming down. When it opened up we had gone in there with our belongings. There's just something about an elevator that makes it awkward to ride with somebody. Huey had pushed button sixteen and there was a quick pause for the door to close.
We just started going up the floor in silence not even saying a word to each other. I just looked up at the light that was indicating how close we were to our floor. I even looked at Huey to see he was looking at the wall in deep thought of something. I was so glad when I felt it stop on the sixteenth floor.
The doors open for Huey and me to exit. I had to look at the key and card that the lady had given us to find where our room was. There were a bunch of letters and numbers. I wonder how these people keep up with everything. I spotted one of the people that had on the same uniform and had to run to them.
"Hello...um hi can I please have some help?" I asked catching up to one of them. It was a tiny guy with a nice suit on with an empty tray in his hand. "Hi, and what do you need help with?" he nicely asked smiling. "They gave us a room key and we don't exactly know where it's at," I said showing him the key. "Oh well I don't mind taking you guys there," the guy said as I gestured Huey to come with us.
We walked around a lot because there were so many rooms. I feel bad that the service has to stay up all night to occupy a bunch of other couples. I guess when we made it to our room he started to unlock it for us. "I have to say you guys are one of the late couples that arrived," he snickered. "Oh for a second I thought we were early," I said taking a breath of relief.
"Yeah, but the reason they aren't currently here is that they all went into town to go celebrate early which leaves us under pressure. All we have to do is deliver a couple of meals for the nightly couples and then deliver breakfast," he smiled. Oh, so I guess this is a rest weekend for them.
"Why are so many people not eating here?" I asked kinda concerned. "Because you see the owner here supports animal rights, so we aren't able to cook anything that comes from animals. Most of the meals that our guests order consist of animals so we aren't able to prepare them. Instead of eating here they go into town and eat," he explained.
"Oh!" I said in realization. "Yeah so if you are a meat-eater or like anything that comes from animals it's best if you go into town," the guy said giving us a heads up. "It's okay with us, we are both vegans," Huey assured him. "Oh good, our chefs are probably going to only be delivering food to you guys," the guy said.
When the door was open for us Huey had gone in along with me. "If you guys need anything like room service, condoms, morning pills, movies just alert us on the app," the guy said pointing to one of our phones. "I think we'll be fine," he said as the guy gave him a light smile before leaving.
Huey closed the door while I looked around the room to see it was big. It wasn't like those hotels with small rooms with only just two beds and a bathroom. Everything in there was just big and had extra accessories. I walked over to this one closed section to see they had a jacuzzi and a nice shower.
I walked out to see Huey in the kitchen looking around at some of the stuff. "You know I'm starting to realize why you picked the place," I said walking towards him. He was looking up at some stuff and I was wondering what he was looking at.
"What are you looking at?" I asked looking up at the ceiling. "I'm trying to see if they have any cameras around here," he answered. "Why are you afraid of them seeing us?" I asked joking around. "Sort of, I'm not too full-on people seeing me enjoy my time," he said as I kissed on the cheek. "Come on, why don't we watch a movie so time can pass by and we can maybe have a good time in the jacuzzi," I said trying to pull him towards the living room.
"I don't mind that but I rather get in after dinner," he smirked. "By the way what are we having for dinner?" I asked him. "It's a surprise!" he winked at me. "Oh really, then I'll just have to wait for that surprise," I said skipping towards the couch to sit down. "So what movie would you like to watch?" I asked him as he sat right next to me.
"As long as it's not romantic then I'm good," he simply said as I frowned upon him. "Huey it's about to be Valentine's Day and you don't want to watch any romantic movies," I asked not that surprised by his answer. He was never too full on the holidays because it's just a way for stores to get more money out of people.
I love how the holidays bring happiness out of people. It just warms my heart to see a smile on a persons face. Even Huey's smirks make me feel some type of way. I wish I could see him smile but I don't think that will ever happen. It's rare to even get a smirk out of him. Huey's usual look is scowling or a neutral look.
"I rather not watch a movie about people falling in love. I rather watch one with them already in love," he simply said. "What's wrong with them falling in love?" I asked. "Because it's so predictable. If they made a change in it then I might consider watching one," he said. "Since you're going to be difficult then you can pick a movie," I said giving him the remote.
I was in the bathroom fixing myself up for the dinner Huey had ordered for the both of us. I know we weren't going anywhere, but I still wanted to look cute. When I was at home I was debating on which outfit to wear. It was either going to be a tight short pink dress that was strapless. It would have required me not to wear anything underneath.
I didn't want him to have a hard time not focusing on my figure. I had realized I looked too good in the dress and I couldn't wear it for our dinner. Plus it wasn't appropriate for a dinner setting whether I was with him or not.
Red didn't look too good on me so I went with pink. I decided I was going to wear an Aliah Puff Chiffon Wrap Dress in Blush since it was both appropriate and cute. The last thing I had to do was add lipstick to bring out my natural colors in my lips. I didn't really put on any makeup because I didn't know what it would lead up to.
I know we might be participating in coitus tonight. I just hope if we do have sexual intercourse that nobody will come to interrupt us. Apparently from Huey's perspective, I sound as loud as an opera singer. I try and contain my moans but he always does something for me to release them. For instance, he chokes me a little, but I like when he does that. It shows how assertive he is which is a huge turn-on for me.
I exited the bathroom to see Huey fixing up the table. He was lighting two of my favorite scented candles. They had them in small versions that would last for a couple of hours. When I observed him I couldn't lie and say he didn't look breathtaking. He had on a tight red button-up shirt, some black pants, the nice cologne smell I like, and for once he had his hair pulled back.
I like it when it's free but I guess he pulled it back to either look nice or so his hair wouldn't be in his face. Either way, he still looked nice. "Hi, handsome!" I said startling him a little. "Beautiful!" he mumbled under his breath. I could feel the heat rising on my face causing me to blush. He walked over to where I was supposed to be sitting and pulled out my chair.
"Thank you!" I said sitting down as he helped scoot my seat in. "Always!" he said sitting in his seat after helping. I looked down to see he had order alfredo for the both of us. It smells so good! I then looked at the bucket full of ice to see a big bottle inside. "What's this of?" I asked pulling it out.
"Oh the order came with champagne," he said pouring some into our glasses. I have to say it did look fancy. "Is champagne good to drink?" I asked as he shook his head. "I would recommend we not drink any of this alcohol. The bubbles that make it look fancy gets to your head as soon as you take a sip," he simply getting his fork.
"What does the alcohol make you do?" I asked a bit curious. I have never seen someone in the act of being drunk. I see the aftermath but never the act. "Champagne makes you giggly and light-headed," he simply said taking a bite of his food. "Oh I see...so what should we talk about for the evening?" I asked twirling my fork in my alfredo.
"I honestly don't know...we can talk about anything that interests you like animals, dance, school, sex, your parents, politics, oh wait you're not into it like that, your job, or a specific person," he simply stated. Interesting, he mentioned sex, but he was struggling with what to talk about. I can't blame him, I do bring up sex in our conversation because I can't help but question what happened between us.
"Well we already talked about school and dance on the way here so I guess we can talk about family members," I suggested as he nodded. "How is it going in the Freeman residence?" I smiled taking a bite. "Other than what happened a couple of weeks ago things have been normal. Riley is always getting into some trouble and my grandad is always being difficult with people," he said.
"That seems about right!" I thought about it. "What about you?" he looked up at me. "I don't know, I barely even see my parents. Ever since both my parents got that promotion my sophomore year they haven't been at the home. I feel like I'm slowly separating from them even though they come back a couple of times a month. I would say this is a learning experience for me to learn how to take care of myself," I smiled at the thought of it.
"I know they aren't usually present but you always have us across the street. We don't mind if you stay with us when you get lonely," he simply said making me smile even more. "I know, but at some point in my life l might have to leave Woodcrest and I might not have anybody," I sadly said.
"Leave; what do you mean leave?" he asked a bit confused. "You know for college and to start a new life. I keep debating what I want to do in the medical field or what type of living beings I want to deal with; like humans or animals?" I questioned myself at the end. "I don't want to pick, but you should go with animals. They seemed like the ones that could be misunderstood until an expert comes along and explains what happened to them," he said as I nodded.
"I do love animals, I was always interested in helping them out," I smiled at the thought of it. "Then go for it, I'm sure you will have full support," he said. "What do you plan to do after high school?" I asked him out of curiosity even though it was quite obvious.
"I'm considering maybe going to Havard University since it's best in law. The counselor said my grades and bio are good enough for me to get into Harvard University," he said as I just picked at my food. "That's good!" I said.
"Um what colleges are you planning to go to?" he asked me. "I don't know yet, my parents are making me apply to the schools like Harvard, Yale, Standford, Carolina, Chicago, etc.," I named as he just looked at me a bit surprised. "Do you want to go to those schools?" he asked as I nodded. "I want to go depending on which field I'm taking, but since I might go into veterinary then Carolina could be my choice. I'm constantly emailing all of them to keep in touch," I told him as he nodded.
"Would you consider maybe going to Harvard?" he asked as I thought about it. "Not that I wouldn't but depending on who accepts me I would consider it," I said taking a bite. "Interesting!" he said fiddling with his food. "Anybody giving you any problems at school?" he asked as I sighed. "Other than Ceasar's ex-girlfriends, the volunteers, random text messages from guys or girls, and that boy Riley and I had encountered a couple of months ago," I told him.
"What boy?" he asked getting a bit tense. "You know how you found condoms, Plan B, and a pregnancy test in Riley's drawer?" I asked him as he nodded. "I remember it very well," he simply said not feeling pleased. "Well when we were at CVS paying for the stuff the guy made a rude comment at the both of us," I said looking down.
"What did he say?" he was of course going to be curious. I think he wanted to know the whole story on why the guy was giving me a hard time. "I think he said 'Wow this is sad, possibly another teen pregnancy.' and Riley got upset with him and basically told him to stop," I said repeating what the guy said to us that day.
"So how did he start giving both of you a problem?" he asked wanting me to get to the point. "Well the guy goes to school with us and he sees Riley and I talking to each other in the hallway sometimes. Also to add in, everybody knows that Riley and Cindy are dating each other and that Cindy and I are best friends," I sighed. "And?" "And the guy always comes up to me and says it's so sad that you are sleeping with your best friend's boyfriend behind her back and cheating on Ceasar," I repeated what he would say to me at school.
"I mean it's obviously not true," he said. "Yeah, but I could care less because I trust that Cindy knows the truth," I said finishing my plate. I looked at Huey to see he was finished too. It was just quiet between the both of us as we just stared at each other.
"I bet it would shock the guy to know that you were actually fucking with the older brother," Huey snickered to himself. Oh my God, this is my first time seeing him kinda laugh at something. "Kinda would be, but at the same time, it wouldn't. I have to say you know your way around the bedroom," I smirked a little being a bit dirty.
"I don't know my way just around the bedroom," he said winking at me causing me to get a bit turned on. "I can do it in other places," he said so boldly. "Really?" I asked getting out of my seat. "Yeah, I can show you to prove you wrong," he gestured towards the bed as I smirked. "Let's start with the bed first then we can escalate from there," I seductively said walking back to the queen size bed.
I was slightly kicking off my heels along with slipping off my dress. I didn't have a bra but I did have on a thong. I looked back at Huey to see he was unbuttoning his redshirt. "I can see you were already prepared for this unlike me," he joked while letting his shirt fall to the ground. He didn't have on any shoes so he started to fiddle with his belt.
I decided to help him out since I couldn't contain my excitement. He then had stopped me for a second and made me look at him dead in the eye. "Jazmine I know we haven't had a lot of sex, but I want to try something new with you," he said as I cocked my eyebrow. "What kind of new things do you want to try on me?" I asked biting the inside of my mouth awaiting his answer.
"A couple of sex positions and a bit of restraint," he licked the bottom of his lips on the second part. "Ok, I will do these new things with you if we can just limit them," I said setting boundaries. "Okay, what's the limit?" he asked crossing his arms. "How about we do two sex positions and go easy on the restraints," I said lowering my hand down.
"How about three," he lowly asked making me even get more heated. "Two and we're leaving it at that," I said kissing him on the cheek. "There's only a limit to how you can make me feel Huey," I said as he glared at me a bit. Huey grabbed both sides of my arm tightly and looked at me with his deep wine eyes.
"Jazmine tonight I honestly want to fuck the shit out of you. I want you to feel every inch of me when I enter inside that tight pussy of yours. Tonight all you will be moaning is my name and begging for me to keep going. When you wake up tomorrow morning you will feel nothing but your aching muscles and a broken back. I know I have done my job if all your gorgeous hair is freely out making you look like a beautiful goddess and you're unable to walk," he said I was breathing a little hard. He's so direct with me.
"Huey please fuck me!" I breathlessly said as he sat me down on the edge of the bed. He pulled down his pants so he could slip off his boxers. I was going to suck it but he had stopped me. "It's already fully hard Jazmine," he said as I slowly licked the tip to just mess with him.
He seemed as if he wanted more but he had to resist it. "Tonight is all about pleasuring you," he said gently pushing me back for me to lay down on my back. He went to go get something out of the nightstand. I wondered what he was picking out of there. When he closed the drawer he raised some black restrainers.
"Oh, I see you want to get started with the restraints right away," I seductively said. He started to strap my arms and ankles to the bedpost making me a bit nervous. This made me curious as to how this was going to feel if I was restrained. "Do you want a blindfold?" he asked me. Maybe it would be better if I didn't know what he was going to do. I can probably enjoy it more instead of being hesitant when I see his movement.
"Yes please!" I answered as he walked over to me to cover my eyes up. After he did that I started to feel him softly touch my body. I then felt the contact of his lips plant themselves on my body. I wanted him so bad to touch my sensitive areas since he was so close to them. He parted my legs and I could feel him get started on eating me out.
He went slow at first to tease me but then he was making me tense up. I felt like he was staring me down as he was eating me out. It just strikes a feeling to me when someone looks at me. The way this feeling felt was so passionate and desired. My legs were over his shoulders tightly. He went deeper into what he was doing and I could feel his tongue inside of me to the point it made me bring him in.
Soft moans would escape my mouth from time to time. He stopped at one point to part away from down there. It felt like a cold breeze would brush by because it was so wet. I once again started to feel him kiss my skin and rub his hands up and down my body. I felt him play around with my boobs a little. He started to suck, bite, squeeze, and lick on it. He gave both of them the same treatment making my nipples hard.
I bit down on my lip a bit when he moved. I couldn't sense his presence for a second until I heard footsteps coming back. "Where did you go off to?" I asked raising my head a bit. "Just went to get one substance to please you," he said I could feel him smirking. "Huey, what are you going to do?" I asked trying to move but I was retrained.
"Don't worry you will feel it," he said getting on the bed again. I felt something cold gliding across my skin. It was also wet and I could feel Huey's tongue also gliding across my body. I think he had ice gliding around my skin. Huey started to crunch on something letting me know it was ice. He started to move around and then I felt his big strong hands grab my hips to raise them a bit.
I felt the tip of his penis against my entrance just waiting to be inside. I tensed when he slowly started to insert himself. I heard that sexy sound of a groan come from him when he started to go slow so he could have a rhythm. Everything he could catch to that rhythm he would speed it up. With me, in this position, I could feel my eyes roll back from his erection in paste.
"Fuck this!" he said pulling out to take my blindfold off. "I want yo' ass to see me do my moves on you," he said while unstrapping me from the bedpost. I was glad that I could move my body around again without being restrained. "Do you want to do those two new moves on me," I asked as he nodded his head.
"Lay on your side," he said as I did as he said. He grabbed one of my legs and started raising it. I had seen him inserted himself from the position he was in making me release a moan. "Huey!" I moaned. He was going in and out making me bite on my lips and tighten the grip on the sheets. I couldn't help but look at him in amazement. Maybe these moves he was trying out on me wasn't too bad.
I threw my head back a little because it felt so good for him to be inside of me this way. He leaned in towards me to plant small kisses on my neck sucking it a bit. "Huey you're going to leave hickeys," I said. "Good then people will know that you are mine," he smirked. "Oh, Huey!" I moaned as he finally pulled out from that position.
"You tired?" he asked being concerned. "A little but keep going," I said as he turned me over. He sat me up a bit into a doggy position. "You must really love this position," I giggled. "I can tell you that I have a liking for it," he said inserting himself in as I had a bit of a high pitch moan. He had a tight grip around my hips and he was going in and out.
I can't lie and say I don't have a liking for this position too. It's so simple yet pleasuring at the same time. He leaned in still keeping the rhythm between us. I was taken back when I felt his hand start messing around with my vagina. "Huey!" I softly moaned as I felt him kiss my cheek. He started to talk dirty to me in my ear making it hard. I felt like I was about to cum but I didn't want to give in.
I wanted to last longer so we could keep going. "Come on Jazmine, I know you want to release, I can feel your muscles and you trying to contain those sweet moans of yours," he whispered into my ear. "Just say those five words and all will be released," was the last thing he whispered into my ear until all was released. "Ahhh!" I sighed collapsing on the bed out of breath.
Huey was right beside me breathing hard. I looked at the both of us to see we were both sweating hard. He looked so sexy as his chest was going up and down as he breathed. "That was amazing Huey...I love you so much, Huey!" I breathlessly said as I felt myself getting drowsy. I felt Huey kiss me on the cheek as I was going into sleep mode. Our sweaty bodies connected feeling the heat and wetness between the both of us.
The next morning on Valentine's Day, Huey had ordered breakfast for the both of us. Before we were going to leave this place we decided we were going to get a skinny dip in the jacuzzi. I know there are multiple seats in a jacuzzi but I wanted to sit in Huey's lap. It was better than the other seats.
"Did you enjoy last night?" Huey asked holding me tightly. "I did! It was nice to spend our first Valentine's Day together alone," I smiled. "Glad you liked it," he said. "What about you did you enjoy last night?" I asked hoping he would say yes.
He was in deep thought of something like it was bothering him. "I had a lovely night with you. We talked, ate, watched a movie, had heated sex, and you couldn't walk on your own, so I had a nice night," he smirked as I giggled.
"I hate to say you achieved your goal," I admitted. "I do always keep my word so don't ever doubt me," he said. "Don't worry I learned my lesson, but you only did coitus with me in the bed. You said you had moves other than in the bed," I smirked at him as he did the same with me.
He looked up at the clock and said: "We can do a quicky before we leave here. Did you take the pill this morning?" he asked as I nodded. "Then you can enjoy another round before we leave," he said turning me around to face him. I love him so much!
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