Chapter 9

Sunday around midday, we were outside in the hot tub. The air was crisp and the sun shined brightly as I sat in Raymond’s lap with a mimosa in my right-hand sipping from the rim as he held onto my hips and enjoyed both the warmth of my center and the warmth of the water.

I took the glass from my lips and placed the rim at his mouth. He drank and then I kissed his mouth slowly. I placed the glass by the side where one empty bottle sat alongside another bottle with a sip left inside.

I felt his fingers in my hair. I loved how fascinated he seemed by my curls. He wrapped a ringlet around his finger and then removed it watching how it stayed perfectly curled like a spring or tiny slinky. I gasped as an orgasm hit me.

He stood with me in his arms. If someone were flying overhead, surely, they would have seen our bodies entwined as he bounced me on his long love stick. I felt his cum pumping inside my yoni. He hummed as it left him. I loved how he purred when he filled me with his essence.

As my feet entered the water and I stood looking up into his soulful eyes, he said, “What am I going to do with you?”

I smiled and replied, “Love me.”

He touched my chin and brought my lips to his. He nodded and smiled.

After a beautiful afternoon, I was in my room reading one of the books I was gifted for Christmas. I was excited because Derrick was on his way home. Raymond left for the airport after our date. He hated to leave but had business in Northern Florida for several days.

He left instructions for Derrick to visit Nana at the private hospital every day and report her status to him directly. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust the staff to report to him, he wanted to make sure the information came from family and didn’t want Nana to feel alone. Since I wasn’t immediate family, they wouldn’t give the information to me.

As I continued to read, I thought about what my friend Jess mentioned when I told her I was contemplating a serious relationship with an older man. When I told her he was in his fifties, she nearly screamed at me on the phone.

She didn’t understand it and said that I should reconsider Donovan. He was older than me but in his late thirties. She told me that older rich men like Raymond only wanted young girls to parade around and once he got bored with me that he’d discard me.

I wondered if Raymond would do that. Sure, he was older but I wasn’t on any daddy-issue stuff with him. I saw him as a potential mate and wanted something more. I hoped for something. More. I let out a deep sigh as the bedroom door opened, I looked left and saw Derrick with a huge smile.

I hurried over to him and pressed my lips to his, “I missed you,” I confessed. Even though we found time to do our video calls it wasn’t the same as having him there in the house.

“I missed you too. I’m happy to be home.”

I pulled him by the shirt until we ended up by the edge of the bed. I ran my fingers through his thick soft hair as we kissed passionately. His hand slipped into my shirt. He played with my left tit as we stood there kissing the seconds away.

He pinched my nipple. Our kiss stopped. My hand was on his rod. I felt the fullness of him in my right hand. I felt his vein running along the length of his shaft. “I wanna try something different,” he said.

We had talked about him entering my other hole. He wanted to press his way into my back door. I decided to let him. He left me standing at the edge of the bed. I removed my clothes. He returned wearing nothing and his cock shined from the lube he spread on it.

His mouth touched mine. Slowly, I turned away from him. My hands touched the top of the bed and soon my face was on the covers. I felt his tip at my door, tapping, pushing, and prying until it parted and gave him access.

He worked slowly, inch by inch getting me used to the feeling. I was crying and clawing at the sheets. I had never let anyone break my door open and there he was stroking my ass with one hand on the small of my back and the other pulling at my right ass cheek.

“You okay, babe?” he asked me sweetly.

I nodded but I wasn’t sure. My body trembled. I didn’t know what to make of the feeling. On one hand, it was painful but on the other, the more he stroked the more I got used to it. It wasn’t something I would do often but it was something we could do on occasion.

Once he found a rhythm and I relaxed, he thrust a little faster, a little smoother. He grabbed the top of my ass and thrust away the minutes.

After he had fun wearing out my butthole, he pulled his cock from my ass and climbed into the bed. As he lay on his back, I got onto his cock. There it was. He felt right at home. My right hand was on his chest. His finger was in my mouth. I sucked and licked as my hips moved.

He sat up. For a moment we looked into each other’s eyes barely moving. We only felt the throbbing of our pleasure spots vibrating in sync. He pulled me into him and held my ass while he pounded my center bringing himself closer to climax.

“Ughhhh,” he grunted. It was done.

I rolled over to his right. I turned to him. He touched my nose, “I have you to myself the rest of the week.”

“Yes, until Friday.”

“Perfect,” he said as he pulled me closer.

Every day, Derrick and I woke up in each other’s arms. We’d have breakfast on the patio, then go for a ride, I’d wait in the car whenever he’d go check on Nana.

As we were headed to the beach, his aunt called. She didn’t know I was in the car when she commented, “I spoke to Raymond about the girl, is she still in the house?”

He looked over at me and grinned, “I thought you spoke to him.”

“Well, I did but he’s being tight-lipped about the situation. I just don’t see a reason to keep her around if mom isn’t doing well. She has the best medical staff money can buy.”

“If my dad thinks Ashanti should stay, who am I to question his judgment?”

“Oh Derrick, your father is lonely and perhaps only wants to fuck that girl, if he hasn’t already.”

I laughed.

“Oh goodness, is she with you? Please tell me—”

“I have to go; I’ll be sure to pass your concerns on to my dad.”

My eyes widened, “I’m sorry, I couldn’t hold it in.”

“It’s okay,” he replied as he gave me a little nudge. “I told my dad you were here with me. He thinks it’s sweet you want to be here for me when I check on Nana.”

My hand reached over and played with his hair. He continued to drive until we ended up at the beach.

The night air was cool as the breeze rolled in off the sea. The tops of our feet were nearly frozen from the water. I was ready to head to the apartment. The one I stayed at when his aunt visited. So, that’s where we ended up.

We were on the balcony. The mood was right. He sat on his chair and looked through the curtains and I sat on his cock looking through the curtains. I had a perfect view of the night, the stars, and the ocean. Soon, the ocean and night got to watch us as we starred in a sweet love-making session.