A/N: Okay okay, so this isn't one of my chapters, so I won't spend forever talking up here... (that'll be on the next chapter.) So, this is my friend's Vospader21's chapter he made for my story. He asked me if he could write a little something for me, and being the nice person that I am, I gave him a shot. He's a sweet kid and you guys should totally give him reviews to help him out :)
Chapter Six: The Question
Ray's of sunlight leaked through the blinds of Huey's room, allowing a soft morning glow to permeate throughout, creating a peaceful atmosphere that was nurturing for the two new lovers resting peacefully under the coarse cotton sheets. They both lay on their side completely nude and intertwined in each other's embrace. Jazmines head rests on Huey's strong hard chest, while Huey's face is buried in Jazmine's poofy strawberry blonde hair. He breathes a little, and then his eyes flutter open a bit. He pulls his face out of Jazmine's hair and takes a moment to contemplate what happened.
"Ok Freeman, let's get this straight. Last night you just fucked the girl of your dreams on the kitchen counter. She's in your arms right now, and there's no where you'd rather be. You love her, and she loves you. So now what? Is she my girlfriend now or what?" He ran a hand over her smooth light skin, experiencing erotic sensation as he caressed the silky curves of her hips, rear, and thighs. In her sleep she made light moans as Huey touched her. Huey's fingers finally reached in between her thighs and slowly crept up to her most sensitive place. "I'll define our relationship later, but right now I have a sexy-cute little mulatto girl naked in bed with me." His fingers crept up more and more, then suddenly his alarm clock struck 7 am, and the music started playing.
"I am the stone that the builder refused. I am the visual. The inspiration, that made ladies sing the blues. I'm the spark that makes your idea bright, the same spark that lights the dark so that you can know your left from your right. I am the ballot in your box. The bullet in your gun. The inner glow that lets you know to call your brother son. The story that just begun. The promise of what's to come And I'm 'a remain a soldier till the war is won, won, won…" Huey reached over to his nightstand and turned off the alarm clock. "Fuck," he sighed.
He reluctantly pulled himself away from Jazmine, and got out of bed. He opened the shades and the sunlight filled the room in full force. He stood in front of the window and let the bright rays warm his naked body. He watched the city, observed its chaotic yet formulaic clockwork. The people, the cars, the birds, and the dogs, all seemed to be going in random directions, yet all flowed within their own lanes in tandem as though they where each in streams that fed into a giant river. "Just yesterday I would have easily been able to criticize every single iota of this city for one reason or another, but today, today it's like I'm seeing the sun shine for the very first time." The sun shone yellow with just the slight orange tinges of its dawn time color, its rays extending to illuminate the strength and steel of the Baltimore skyscrapers. He looked at this landscape and saw hope, a sort of strength one can have from seeing a bright glimpse of the future. "What the hell man?! Just yesterday you saw this setup and went into a whole fucking tirade about, how capitalism has created socio-economic conformity in all things including architecture, and has murdered any form of artistic expression the architecture profession once had."
"It's beautiful," said a sweet innocent voice. Huey turned around; Jazmine was standing behind him nude as Eve in the garden, and a thousand times more beautiful. He motioned for her to come to him, and she did. He put his arm over her and held her close. She put a hand on his chest and leaned her head on his shoulder and looked up forming a connection between her deep green eyes, and his dark maroon. "I love you, you're unlike any girl in this world, and I want you to be mine forever. Damnit why is that so hard to say?" He kissed her on the forehead, and then let her go. "I have to get ready for work."
He began to walk towards his closet, when Jazmine grabbed his wrist, he turned back to face her, and was taken by surprise when she swiftly wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips with a fervent passion that only existed between soul mates. When she let go their hearts where racing, her perfectly shaped light caramel breasts swelled up and down with each breath she took, and thin drops of sweat trickled down her nipples and trim belly, as an aura of passion exuded between the two of them. "I love you too." She said.
"Fuck it, I'll call in sick." He grabbed her rear, and lifted her up, she wrapped her legs around his waist, and put her breasts in his face. He gave each of them a lick and a kiss suckling on each teat in the rhythm of a newborn, while his hands massaged her ass. He laid her down on the bed. He moved down from her breasts to her stomach planting a kiss every few inches. He stopped at her naval, kissed it and gave it a little lick, "eeeih, haha" she yelped and laughed in that sweet naïve squeal of hers. He spread her thighs and got a look at his target, her entrance was throbbing, it yearned for attention, and he knew just how to give it. He kissed her inner thigh, nibbled a little on its sumptuous light caramel flesh, and at a torturously slow pace licked his way up to the point where her leg met her pelvis; a little line of flesh that acted as the border between her legs and the sweet fruit between them. At this part he licked and lightly chewed the delicate the flesh, causing her to buck her hips and arch her back in strong reaction. "Stop teasing me you jerk."
He put on a sardonic grin, and finally moved his mouth to her entrance. He circled the outer lips of her nether region with his tongue, then flicked her clitoris up and down, followed by sucking on it hard and nibbling it light. He pulled his head back and gently blew on her maidenhead, causing her to squirm almost violently, "Huey please," she whimpered. He wasn't done yet, he stuck his tongue in her soaked caverns and drank and ate from it like he was buried underground for three days. It was the most delightful taste he'd ever known, so sweet so pure, just like her. His tongue explored every inch of her fleshy cavern, while his thumb fondled her clitoris, mashing it like a button, and swirling it like a joystick. Jazmine was going crazy, "Huey, I, I, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Her orgasm rocked her entire body, Huey moved back as her hips spasmed and was showered in an explosive geyser of her cum, catching as much of her sweet nectar in his mouth as he could.
Huey moved back up to her, face sleek from Jazmines juices. He smelled so sweet, like sugar, with a hint of salt. He kissed her lips deep and hard, she slipped her tongue into his mouth, and tasted her own essence within it. When they parted for air they were both panting and drenched in sweat. "What do you want?" Huey asked.
"I want you." She said.
"What do you want me to do?" He asked
"Fuck me, fuck me harder than you've ever fucked me before."
Huey positioned his cock at her entrance, and slid right in. He took just a moment to feel the wonderful grip of her walls on his dick. Then began his thrusting. Jazmine wrapped her legs around his waist, keeping him from pulling out too far and aiding his rhythm. "Oooh, ah, ah, ah, Huey! I love you so much. Ah, ah, ah, ahhhhhhhhh!" She grabbed him by the afro and smashed his lips into hers, her pelvis bucking back to meet his thrusts as her next orgasm hit.
The contractions of her pussy as she furiously came were driving Huey insane, her walls clasped and released his dick so furiously it put him in complete sensory overload. His only instinct was keep bucking harder, and harder, his hips slamming into her pelvis, balls smacking against her ass with each thrust. Just going faster, and faster, and faster. "Oh god, nooo, Huey I'm gonna cum again, I'M GOING TO FUCKING CUM AGAIN! FUUUUCCCKKKK!" The pressure was just too much and Huey seed shot loose, he could feel the muscles of his urethra spasm, shooting his cum out like cannon fire into Jazmine's womb.
Jazmine relaxed her legs around Huey's waist, Huey pulled out and collapsed next to her. She looked him in the eyes, "Huey, say it please."
"Say what?" He asked.
"What you couldn't say before when you were holding me, I could see it in your eyes Huey, just say it for me please."
"Jazmine I..."
"I am the stone that the builder refused. I am the visual. The inspiration that made the ladies sing the blues…"
"Shit, snooze alarm." Huey grumbled. He looked at Jazmine, her curvaceous light skinned body was covered in a sweet sheet of sweat, her breasts heaved up and down as a result if her still racing heart, her deep green eyes that framed the open portal into her innocent soul. The one thing he wanted right now more than ever was to hold her and never let go.
"...the spark that makes your idea bright, the same spark that lights up the dark so you can tell your left from your right." The alarm still hadn't been turned off. Huey reached for it and flipped the switch turning it off for real this time.
He sighed, he pulled Jazmine into his arms, and guided her lips to his, one hand held her head for support, while his other hand hugged her body for affection. She in turn wrapped her arms around him, wanting nothing more than to keep him there forever. As soon as their lips parted, he placed another kiss on her forehead, after which he buried his face in the crook of her neck. At this moment they where the epitome of love itself. He knew it, she knew it, but more than anything he wanted to say it. He wanted to tell her that she meant everything to him. "I have to go to work now." He said.
And he pulled himself away from her, an action that caused him a level of pain that he wouldn't dare begin to ponder. He rifled through his drawers to find something to wear. Jazmine looked on with a small degree of hurt in her eyes. "Um, I'll go make you breakfast." She said.
"You don't have to do that." He responded, but she was already gone.