I have to find a way to tell her. The mere sight of her makes me weak. The way she walks into a room commanding attention, leaving everyone in her path speechless. Standing at 5′5, brown sugar skin that makes you want to lick, body with curves for days emitting off the most intoxicating fragrance known to man. I can smell her coming before she even steps in the room and by the time she leaves, my underwear is soaking wet with lust. Eyes so devilish, I swear she can read my thoughts. Succulent, juicy lips. I want to suck on for days at a time. Mmmmm… what I would do to get my hands on her. Explore her. Make love to her. Become one with her….. Who am I kidding? I want to have raw, passionate, back scratching, toe-curling, wake-the-neighbors-up sex with her. I wonder what her skin would feel like against mine, what her juices would taste like as it drips on my tongue. I wonder if she….
“Kaii.Kaii. Are you listening?” I hear her say, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Stop daydreaming and wasting my time. Time is money and you can’t afford to waste mine.” said my boss, Ms. Jordan.
That’s her. The main character in my dreams. Ms. Astin Jordan aka Satan’s Little Sister. CEO and owner of Fox Furnishings, a popular, up and coming interior design company in Atlanta. 25 yrs old, African-American woman with the hottest interior design company in the city, but how could a woman this successful, intelligent, and fine be so damn evil?
“I apologize, Ms.Jordan, it won’t happen again” I said.
“It better not or the unemployment line will be your next stop.” she said with venom in her voice.
“I need you to go to Bloomingdale’s and pick up my dress for tomorrow’s banquet ceremony. I need to make sure my Dolce & Gabbana dress is the perfect fit when I accept my award for “Interior Designer of the Year” she exclaimed.
“Then I want you to drop King off at the groomers at 3pm and meet with the supplier at 3:45 over in College Park.”
“But Ms. Jordan, King’s groomer is in Alpharetta and there’s going to be traffic on 400 at this time of day. There is no way I’m going to make it across town to College Park in 45 minutes in rush hour” I exclaimed.
“I have given you your instructions and I expect you to do as told. If you can’t perform, then I can replace you now” she said with much attitude.
Five years and counting, I have been waiting on Ms.Jordan hand and foot. And for five years, she has treated me like I was beneath her. I stay because the pay is good and the benefits are even better, but my patience is wearing short.
Six hours later, after running all over Atlanta for Satan, I arrive home to my loft in the heart of Downtown. Nothing is more relaxing to me than being in my sanctuary. The view of the city from my balcony is gorgeous. After this long, exhausting day I need to unwind and take a long, hot, relaxing shower. As I turn on the shower, I light my vanilla candles, turn on some Beyonce’, and turn off the lights. As I start to take my clothes off, my thoughts drift to Ms.Jordan.
I imagine that it’s her taking my clothes off. Sliding her fingers under my sports bra, lifting it up over my head exposing my small, perky breasts. I gasp as she runs her tongue lightly over my nipples and gently nibble each one. I reach to pull her closer, but she leaves my breasts and slides down my stomach, leaving a trail of kisses behind. Slowly, she begins to slide my boxer briefs down, not missing a beat with her butterfly kisses she’s giving my thighs.
Stepping out my underwear, we enter the shower. As soon as the hot water hits my skin, I feel the electricity surging through my body. I stand under the water and allow it to gently assault my skin. Closing my eyes, I feel Ms. Jordan kiss my ears, slowly sucking on my earlobes as she tenderly squeezes my breast. She moves down and tenderly licks my neck. Arching my back, I let out a soft moan. Turning me around, she begins to slowly suck my nipples while caressing my ass. The way her tongue feels on my nipples along with the stinging water takes my level of horniness to another level.As if she’s reading my mind, she traces the outer lips of my pussy with her fingers. I can feel my juices start to run down my thighs and I yearn to feel her so bad.
“I need you” I moan out.
I feel her slip her fingers between my lips and lightly tease my clit. I try to grind my hips on her fingers, but she quickly removes them.
“No, please rub my clit.” I beg her.
Slowly she teases me by drawing circles around my honey pot and rub my clit with her thumb.
“Oooo baby, yes, right there. Please don’t stop.” I moan in ecstasy.
I can feel my clit throb beneath her thumb as she rubs it like she’s making a wish. I tried to grind harder on her fingers and thumb, but she pulls away.
“No, baby, I need you to make me cum .Pl….”
I couldn’t get the words out before she enclosed her mouth over my pussy.
“Ohh shit!” I screamed as chills ran through my body.
She lifts up my leg and placed it on her shoulder as she hungrily licks at my clit like it was her last meal. I thrust my hips, trying to match every lick she is giving my clit. I felt her wrap her tongue around my clit and expertly sucked it as I grabbed her head pushing her deeper into my pussy. Feeling my orgasm building, I relentlessly fuck her face harder and harder. Screaming out indecipherable words and grunts. I hold onto the wall as I feel my pussy muscles tighten. Just as I’m about to cum, she plunges two fingers deep into my honey pot and I lose all control.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuccccccckkkkkk!” I scream out as my body starts to convulse, releasing my love potion onto her tongue and face. She continues to assault my pussy while my body wildly jerks and twists as I ride wave after wave of my orgasm. She sucks harder and harder, biting me gently every so often, and continues to finger fuck me. I lose all sense after the fourth mind blowing orgasm.
When I wake up, the water is ice cold, and I’m laying in the shower with my fingers buried deep in my love tunnel.
Damn, I’ve got to have her….
“Okay, Kai. I need you to double and triple check everything for tonight. Double check the tickets. Make sure you have the camera charged, your suit cleaned and pressed, and please get a haircut. I don’t want you to embarrass me by looking sloppy.” Ms. Jordan said sarcastically.
“Womp, womp, womp” I thought to myself. All she ever does is nag and nag, complain and bitch. Sometimes, I just want to stick my tongue down her throat to get her to shut up. At least then we’ll both get some pleasure out of it.
“Yes, Ms. Jordan.” I say. “I’ll be sure to make sure everything is air tight for tonight’s award ceremony.”
“You better or else.” she replied.
“Bitch.” I mumbled as I left her office to go prepare for the ceremony that was three hours away.
Two hours later, I’m standing in my bedroom mirror with a grey tailored Armani suit, crisp, white shirt, red, silk tie, and black Armani shoes. Fresh haircut with the curls neatly in place, manicured nails, and smelling panty-wetting good with Issey Miyake on.
“Damn, you look sexy enough to eat.” I say out loud.
Yes, tonight I was hoping that once Ms. Jordan took one look at me she would just melt in my hands….literally. Yes, tonight I would make my move.
Walking into the ballroom, I scan the room for Ms. Jordan. I see a woman with her back turned, talking to a group of people. I know it’s her. I can tell by the way her hips spread out and hug that dress, running down into two of the thickest thighs that makes your mouth water. She turns around as if she can feel me devouring her from behind.
Purely breathtaking. That dress is a perfect fit. Every curve is blanketed just right with fabric and the way it pushes her breasts up is amazing.
Damn. Damn. Damn. Body like a goddess…
“It’s about time you arrived, Kai. The ceremony is about to start and here you come strangling in. I told you, you will not ruin this for me.” Ms. Jordan whispered fiercely in my ear.
The lights in the room starts to dim, signaling the start of the show.
“Let’s take our seats. Ms. Jordan.” I say as I guide her to our table.
Five nominations and an hour and half later, it’s finally time for the biggest award of the night, Interior Designer of the Year. I can tell Ms. Jordan already is anticipating her winning this award because as the announcer for the award list the nominees, she is reapplying her lipstick and checking her make-up and hair in her compact mirror.
‘And the winner is…” The announcer says. Out the corner of may eye, I see Ms. Jordan start to rise from her seat.
“Pierre Davon, from Abstract Interior Design Firm!” The announcer said.
The look on Ms. Jordan’s face is pure shock, laced with embarrassment, filled with pain. Slowly, she returns to her seat, eyes filled with tears. Immediately, I stand up and take her hand.
“Let’s go, Ms. Jordan, I’ll take you home” I say.
She says nothing, just get up from the table with her head held high, fighting her tears back as we walk out the ballroom. As soon as we get outside, she’s unable to hold her tears anymore as big crocodile tears began to pour out. I hug her and tell her it’s going to be okay, as I open up her door for her to get in.
The whole ride to her house, no one said anything as she cried and cried. I pull up to her house and get out to open her car door. As she’s getting her key out and we’re walking to her door, I tell her not to worry about the award and that she’s much better than what that award could ever mean. We are standing in front of her door and I tell her to get some rest and to call me if she needs me. I turn to leave and she says “Kai. Please don’t go. I don’t want to be alone right now.”
“Anything for you, Ms. Jordan” I respond, trying to suppress the sexual feelings manifesting in between my legs.
She excuses herself to go change into something more comfortable. I try to make myself comfortable and take off my suit jacket and loosen my tie. As I’m reclining back in the sofa, she comes back into the room with her hair down and a black silk nightgown on. Instantly, I became wet. She asks if I would like something to drink. I say yes.
Watching her walk away, I become mesmerized by her ass that is making her gown rise up a little, revealing her luscious thighs. I lick my lips, imagining tasting all of that. She comes back with two glasses of a light blue concoction, which turns out to be Hypnotic and pineapple juice. She sits next to me and says nothing. Just sips her drink. I ask if she’s okay and still nothing. Fifteen minutes and four glasses later, she’s crying on my shoulder and I’m completely blank as of what to do. Well there goes my chance, I hold her and rub her shoulder.
“I don’t know how those bastards could give that award to someone else. I’m the only built-from-scratch interior design company in Atlanta . I deserve that award.” She said in between sobs.
“It doesn’t define your work or how much time and dedication you put in your craft so don’t let it get the best of you.” I say, trying to assure her everything will be okay.
Her tears begin to slow up and she starts to calm down a bit. I take out my handkerchief to dry her eyes and wipe her nose. She looks up and caresses the side of my face and says “Thank you for being here through all the bullshit I have put you through and for helping my company be what it is today.” Without warning, she kisses me. For a split second I’m frozen in shock before I reciprocate the kiss back. After what seems like an eternity, we break the kiss.
“I’m sorry, Kai. But there’s something that I need to tell you.” she says. “Over the years, I’ve developed this huge crush on you. It’s mainly the reason I am a bitch to you. I felt it was unprofessional to broadcast my feelings to you because I thought it would make it awkward in the workplace. A this moment, I don’t care about all that and all I want is you.”
Before she can even say another word, I kiss her. This time, more passionate than before. I allow my tongue create a slow, sensual dance with hers as I pull her closer to me. I run my fingers thru her hair and get lost in the moment. I make my way down her neck, slowly licking and kissing every inch of skin. She begins to moan a bit as I suck on that muscle in your neck that drives women wild.
“Mmmm, Kai. I need to feel your tongue all over my body.” She says in a low growl in my ear.
I reach down to take off her nightgown and to my surprise she is wearing no underwear. All these years of wondering what she looked like naked and here she is.
“Damn” is all I can say. Her breasts are a mouthful, with dark brown nipples that scream out “suck me”. Her stomach is oh so lickable. Small waist, winding down into tantalizing hips, giving way to mouth watering thighs. But that’s not the best part. In between those cinnamon valleys lies the tastiest looking pussy I’ve ever seen. She has it trimmed real close to her skin and manicured to perfection. She has two of the fattest lips I could ever dream of. I am almost tempted to devour her right then and there, but I want this to last all night long. I lean in to kiss her again, but she pushes me back.
“I want to see what’s underneath these clothes, Kai. I’ve been checking you out. I know your body is on point” she says.
She removes my tie and unbuttons my shirt, button by button. She takes my shirt off and tosses it on the chair next to us. Then she lifts my wife beater up over my head. I remove my sports bra as she watches.
“Stand up” she says. I do and she unbuckles my belt and unzips my pants. I step out of my shoes as I slide off my pants. Here I am standing half naked in front of her. I feel kind of awkward, but she begins to rub her hands all over my stomach and chest. She reaches for my goods and caresses me thru my underwear.
“Hmm, the rest of your body looks so delicious. I wonder what this looks like” she says looking me directly in my eyes.
With that statement, I hook my finger under the waistband of my underwear and slide them down, carefully stepping out each leg. I stand back up to find Ms. Jordan’s eyes glued to my honey pot.
“Wow, you shave completely bald and you are so fat down there.” She says, surprised.
I let out a laugh as I gently push her back on the sofa. I decide to explore her from the bottom up. Slowly, I made my way up her leg, kissing her feet and calves. Up her thighs, careful not to touch her sweetness yet. Kissing up her stomach, stopping to play with her belly ring.
As I come up to her breasts, I stop to look at them. They are so beautiful. I write my name on each of them with my tongue. I’m claiming them as “Property of Kai”. I draw little circles around her nipples, teasing her with a flick of my tongue every so often. She moans for me to suck them. I do. Wrapping my lips around her nipples, I suck life into them. I suck and lick her nipples, causing her to moan and gently push my head deeper into her bosom. I wreck havoc on her breasts for about five minutes and continuing kissing every inch of her. I run my tongue along her collarbone, carefully tracing the star on her shoulder. I kiss up her neck, along the side of her face. Kiss her eyelids, her nose, and her chin. Saving those juicy lips of hers for last, I trace her lips with my tongue, and then kiss her. Kiss her with all the built up passion inside me for the last 5 years. Running my fingers through her hair and being under the influence of her perfume, I get lost in my own bliss. I break the kiss and whisper in her ear “I need to taste you.”
She looks at me and replies “I’ve been waiting to hear you say those words for a long time.”
I smile and kiss her again. Sliding down her body, I make myself comfortable in between her legs. I spread her legs and kiss her inner thighs, slowly licking in the crevice where her thigh meets her sweetness. I trace her lips with my tongue, carefully bringing them into my mouth one by one, gently sucking them.
“Mmm, Kai, please taste me. I need to feel you now” she begs.
I keep teasing her until I can’t stand it anymore myself. Without warning, I take my tongue and lick her from the base of her sweetness up to her clit. She gasps and moans loudly. I part her lips for better access and go to work on her sweetness. I snake my tongue around my new friend, sucking gently caressing her pearl with the tip of my tongue. She starts to rotate her hips, asking me to suck harder. No problem, I think to myself as I suck her harder. Her clit swells in my mouth and I start to lick her pearl faster and faster. She’s moaning and grinding her pussy deeper in my face.
“Damn, that feels so good, ma. Make me cum, please!” she moans.
I wrap my arms around her thick thighs and hold on for dear life as I attack her pussy. I suck harder and lick faster, focusing on her pearl. Up, down, left, right. She’s thrusting around like a bull and I feel her body stiffen.
“Oh, fuck, Kai. I’m cumming.” She screams, releasing a long, loud shriek.
Thank goodness her neighbors aren’t close, because I most definitely know she would have woken them up. As her body wildly twitches, I stick my tongue into her sweet tunnel and tongue fuck her, trying to catch every last drop of her sweetness. I feel her trying to run from me, but I hold onto her tighter.
“Kai, I can’t take anymore!” she screams, but that only means to work harder to me. I latch onto her clit and gently bite it.
“Oh, shit!!!!! I’m coming again!!!” is all I hear as another wave of her warm, sweet love juice comes pouring down. She convulses until her body goes limp. Breathing ragged. I finally lift my head up and look into her eyes.
“I’ve been waiting to taste you for so long and it’s even better than I imagined.”
She can’t do anything but smile. I climb up and kiss her, allowing her to taste the wonderful juice that is covering my lower face.
“Come on, Ms. Jordan, let’s take this to the bedroom.” I say, stroking her face.
“Please call me Astin. We’re passed the formalities” She laughed.
“Okay, Astin, it is.”
She leads the way to the bedroom as I watch her from behind. That woman knows she is blessed beyond measures. We get to her bedroom and I instruct her to lie on her stomach and get comfortable. She does and I leave out the room for a second. I come back and climb on top of her. Gently, I rub the ice cube that’s in my mouth down her neck and back as it starts to melt in my mouth. I feel her shiver as the ice melts under skin.
“Oooo, baby” she groans.
I tell her to rise up on her knees, so I can put a couple pillows under her stomach. She does and I start to kiss her down her back, trailing down to her ass, kissing her cheeks. All these years, I’ve been secretly telling her to kiss my ass and here I am kissing hers. Go figure. I spread her ass cheeks and begin to eat her from behind. I take my tongue and gently massage her tunnel walls with it. In and out. Up and down. Rotating my tongue round and round.
She starts to meet my every stroke. I move the pillows and slide under her. I suck on her clit like it’s the only popsicle in the middle of a heat wave. She rises up and starts to do a slow wind on my tongue.
“Yes, baby, ride my tongue” I’m thinking as I put her clit in a tight grip. I reach up and grab her breasts, taking her nipples in between my fingers, squeezing and rubbing them. I am in total ecstasy. I can’t seem to get enough of her love potion and I want to taste more of her warm liquid. I relentlessly assault her clit, sending panic waves through out her body.
“Oooo, right there, baby. Fuck, Kai! Yes, yes, Kaiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!” She screams as her orgasm rips through her body. I drink her juices hungrily, careful not to waste any of it. She collapses and rolls off me. I sit up and stare at her. She is beautiful and I’m in love. It’s not the sex. It’s everything about her. I love everything, flaws and all. She’s perfect.
I lay next to her, playfully sliding my fingers over her swollen clit and kiss her.
“Kai, I don’t know what to say right now. I’m speechless and my mind is no longer functioning. All I can say is I’m glad this happened. I feel like we connected on a different level. Something intimate, genuine.” She said.
“Kai, I believe I’m in love with you” are the words that came out her mouth as she stared in my eyes.
“I love you too, Astin.” I replied as I pulled her closer to me.
That night we slept in each other’s arms with smiles on our faces. Our smiles were for different reasons. For her, it was because she had finally found someone she could trust and who loved her flaws and all, and stuck by her through everything. For me, I had finally found my superwoman.
6:19 am …..
“Mhmmm, that feels so good.” I heard her whisper in her sleep. Slowly, I lick and suck her clit to life, gently bringing her out her sleep.
“Ooo, baby. What….are….you….doing?” she manages to get out as I bring her to the verge of another orgasm.
“I couldn’t wait for you to wake up to taste you again. I’m sorry.” I say.
“Don’t be sorry. Just finish what you started” she moans.
And with that, I bring her to an earth-shattering orgasm as I have my first meal of the day. Pussy for breakfast, couldn’t ask for anything better.
Monday morning and I’m sitting at my desk going through the day’s schedule. I woke up with a smile on my face and nothing could stop the joy I had in my heart. The past weekend was unbelievable and I loved every minute of it.
“Kai, what are you doing? Day dreaming……AGAIN?” asked Astin, with an attitude.
I looked at her in disbelief. Please tell me that Mrs. Satan did NOT return after she was screaming my name all weekend and telling me she was in love with me.
“Get to work and check the Belvedere account. They want their guest quarters and pool house done. I need to get the details on the themes and their price range. Also, I need the floor plan for the Jordan account and make sure have all the notes ready for this mornings’ meeting.” Astin said as she walked into her office and shut the door.
This woman has some nerve. I thought to myself. Don’t let her ruin your day and get under your skin. What did you think was going to happen, Kai? Did you think you were just going to make love to her and she was going to fall in love with you and stop being such a bitch?? Ha! Stop playing yourself!
The morning meeting ran over thirty minutes and I missed my mid morning snack. My stomach was starting to growl and I was trying to wrap everything up so I could have a full hour lunch to myself to sit and eat at Jason’s Deli. The thought of that Big Texas Spud was making my mouth water and stomach growl even louder.
Fifteen minutes later and I’m finally finished. I grab my coat and Ipod, getting up to leave. As soon as I press the automatic answering machine button, the intercom buzzer goes off.
“Kai, could you step into my office for a minute, please?” Ms. Satan said.
Damn, what the hell does she want now? I think to myself.
“Yes, Ms. Jordan?”
I knocked on the door and opened it when she tells to me to come in.
“You wanted me, Ms. Jordan?”
“Yes, come in and lock the door.”
I wonder why I’m locking the door, but do as I was told.
“Kai, relax. Take a seat on the chaise lounge.”
I hesitate for a minute and slowly sit down.
“I noticed you were a little upset during the meeting and I figured it was about this morning. I don’t want you to get the wrong idea, but I want to keep business and pleasure separate. It would be tacky and unprofessional if I started being all mushy with you whenever you were around. I may be the bitch around here, but I am well respected by my employees. I don’t want to send a message to the others that they can give the boss great sex and it would be easy street from there. No, ma’am. I have an image to uphold and I’ll be damned if I don’t uphold it.”
“Now with that being said, we have fifty-five minutes for our personal pleasure.”
And with that, she hit the play button on her stereo and Usher’s “Sex Room” began to flow from the speakers. She turned around and stood up. I nearly broke my jaw as it hit the ground the way my mouth dropped.
Standing in a red bra and matching red boy-cut shorts stood Astin. I felt my pussy come alive at the sight of her. She walked around the desk to the middle of the room and started a slow wind to the music. The way she is moving her body is amazing and I’m in a trance. Watching me watch her caressing her body, she closes her eyes as she gets lost in the music. With every sway of her hips and caress of her body, I feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I want to reach out and touch her, but I can’t seem to move. My eyes are locked on her and my body is frozen in time.
She starts to move closer to me until she is directly in front of me. She gently pushes me back on the chaise and straddles me. Kissing me all over my face and neck. Rubbing her body against mine as she grinds ever so slowly. I need to taste her. Need to cum. Something. I just need her.
She’s driving me crazy and the way her tongue was making love to mine made my head swim. She starts to unbutton my shirt and lift up my wife beater and sports bra. Slowly, she sucks my rock hard nipples, sending tiny jolts through out my body. With the combination of her grinding on top of me and her sucking my breasts, I feel like I’m about to explode. As soon as I feel the wave about to crash, an alarm goes off.
“Baby, that means lunch is over. The rest if the office will be back soon. Straighten yourself up and take this.” Astin said, handling me a key.
“Come to my house after you lock the office up this evening.”
Sitting at my desk, completely blown away about what has just taken place thirty minutes ago, I feel my
stomach start to growl. I had totally forgot that I was hungry. I dialed Jason’s Deli’s number and twenty minutes later I’m feeding my stomach and wondering what’s in store for me when I get to Astin’s house. The rest of the day went by like a blur as I was looking forward to 6 o’clock rolling around. My mouth was already watering in anticipation.
6 pm.
I locked all the doors in the office, turned off all the computers and lights, hit the security alarm and was out the door in ten minutes flat. I jumped in my car and high-tailed it to my house for a quick shower and change of clothes.
Thirty minutes later, I’m headed to Astin’s house in a white, blue, and yellow Rocawear short set with matching Dunks, smelling like Givenchy Pi. I smelled so good I was turning myself on.
I pulled up to Astin’s house and took a breath to calm my nerves before I got out my car. That woman makes my nerves run rampant. I walked up to the door and knocked once. No answer. I took out the key she gave me and let myself in. Inside the house, candles were everywhere and there was a note on the living room table.
Dear Kai, I have a surprise for you. Go in the kitchen and get the fresh fruit tray I have in the refrigerator and meet me in my bedroom.
-Astin
I go into the kitchen to find an assortment of fruit: strawberries, grapes, pineapples, watermelon, cantaloupe, and a small jar of honey. I grabbed the tray and followed the sound of music playing. I opened the door to the sound of Tyrese’s “On Top of Me” playing and to the sight of Astin playing with her clit. I’m in total shock. Just the sight of her sprawled out on her bed, with her legs spread wide open, rubbing her clit instantly cause me to flood between my legs. My first thought was to go nestle between her legs, but she shakes her head
“No” as if she read my mind.
“Baby, sit in that chair and enjoy the show I have planned for you. You’ll get to taste me, but for right now eat the fruit and just watch.” Astin said seductively.
I relax in the chair as Astin began to warm up her bullet on her clit. The way her body moved and her hips gyrated had my clit throbbing. She looked so damn sexy. I started to eat the fruit, imagining the sweet, juicy nectar from them was her own. Doing this excited me and heightened my level of horniness even more. I heard the hum of the vibrator jump a level and watched as Astin began to suck her bottom lip out of pleasure. She moaned over and over, body moving in all directions. I could tell she was on the verge of an intense orgasm and I anticipated every minute of it.
Three seconds later, she starts to scream and her sweet juices start to pour out. I could no longer contain myself as I scrambled between her legs and greedily licked up all her sweetness. This sends her into another massive orgasm and I desperately tried to catch every drop.
As she started to come down from her passion-filled high, I softly ran my fingers over her inner thighs, causing shock waves thru out her body. I kissed her softly, allowing my tongue to tickle her taste buds with her honey. She licks my lips and chin clean. Her staring into my eyes creates a warm, fuzzy feeling in my chest. I love everything about this woman. Not just mind-blowing sex we share, but her thoughtfulness and spontaneity drives me wild. She cares about me an she knew I was feeling some kind of way this morning by her attitude, but she made sure her actions had much better reactions this time.
“Kai, what are you thinking about?” she asked, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Just you, baby?”
“What about me?”
“Just the beauty of your personality and heart combining with your physical beauty sometimes leaves me speechless. You are the right woman for me. I couldn’t ask for another woman to have and hold my heart.”
She responded with a passionate kiss and says “I love you.”
“You really know the right words to make a woman feel special, Kai.”
“Not the right words, rather they’re the only words that apply to someone as amazing as you, Astin”
“Why do you love me so deeply, Kai?”
“I’ve dealt with woman after woman and none seem to be the perfect fit for me. No one made my heart skip a beat every time I saw them or heard their voice. No did they make me fall in love with them over and over like you do. You were meant for me. All my insecurities and frustrations melt away when I think about you. You put my soul at ease and If I were to die right now, I would be at peace because I found love and true happiness.”
And with that she drifts off into a peaceful slumber, but before I closed my eyes I kissed her on the lips and whispered “I love you.”
My superwoman. My everything.
