Note: If you have not read Chapter 1, I strongly advise it. Don't forget to comment and vote please.
~AvrgBlkGrl
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Naomi arched her back, stretching her naked body out across the bed relishing the feel of fine Egyptian cotton against her overly sensitive skin, missing the feel of Thomas. She could see the time on the clock beside the bed and groaned like a spoiled child. She had called twice Saturday and earlier today to check on her girls. Missing them, however, did not lesson her desire to stay right where she was. How long had it been since her body felt this good? It was perhaps too long and maybe never. But, she knew that she needed to think about going home soon. She would have to force herself to get up, shower and dress.
They had licked and sucked and fucked all night, then all day and then all night again. She laughed at her own choice of words. Fucked, she whispered to herself like a child with a new word.
Every time they thought of separating their bodies and actually doing something else, they failed. Their earlier attempt at a shower together resulted in Thomas taking Naomi fast and hard against the shower wall. The steam in the bathroom was thick. Her legs were wrapped tightly around his waist, arms around his neck. She took his forceful cock as it plunged into her and then she took it once again; over and over again he pummeled her. And, she wanted it. He held her close as he bit and sucked the flesh at the curve of her neck. Finally her channel convulsed and clenched on his phallus. They both made their sounds of triumph. She shrieked at fulfillment and emitted a throaty growl when he felt his release. He filled her with so much of his cum that it crawled down her inner thigh.
There was an attempt to go out for food yesterday. That resulted in Thomas taking her slow and steady from behind as she bent her naked body over the arm of a couch. This time, his lovemaking had been slow and measured. He was so gentle. His cock had moved in her, rubbing all the right places in a rocking motion, creating smooth rhythm. His strong hands would stretch out and the palms moved from the base of her back to her neck. He would place his hands on her shoulders, easing her against him each time he pushed forward. The push and pull slightly lifted her feet of the floor. Her back arched from the force of her climax as she came. Her pussy grabbed at him and milked him so thoroughly.
Naomi had awakened this morning to the delicious feel of Thomas' lips suckling her breast. Her eyes had eased open and her fingers slid through his dark hair. She shuddered just before he rose up on his knees and supported himself with his hands on either side of her. Thomas looked up with those clear grey eyes, smiling devilishly back at her. Her eyes slid down the front of his body to the hard, angry head of his cock—large and demanding. He moved downward laying kisses across her torso. Muscles in his shoulders shifted as he ran his hands unhurriedly up and down the sides of her naked body. She shivered as he bit the flesh at the inside of her thighs. A warm tongue licked the length of her slit, stopping to flick her clit. Moaning sounds escaped her. Opening her labia, his tongue dipped inside her, stimulating her further. The flat of his tongue dragged from her opening to her clit once more. He swirled his tongue around it then sucked it between his lips. The suction caused her to raise her butt off the bed. When he repeatedly flicked her clit, Naomi shuddered. She was about to burst open with pleasure. Then, he stopped and she protested.
"Oh Thomas," she moaned.
He crawled up her body and hovered over her. They kissed. Naomi tasted herself on his lips and tongue as his impressive cock slid inside her. A play of muscles lay beneath her hands as he bowed his back to push himself in her, bottoming out; then, arching as he suctioned out. She would feel his firm ass flexing as well.
Naomi knew then that she could never get enough of this man. Her body was his. Thomas molded, stretched and shaped her with his strong hands and perfect cock. Naomi was pliable, not just in form but in spirit too. She seemed to just melt into him and yet open and expand all at the same time. He made her body plead with want and demand. With every appeasement, she whispered yes in disbelief and pure satisfaction.
Her pussy was still pulsating with pleasure. She should be exhausted but she was not. It was as if someone had shot her full of some illegal stimulant. The culprit was obviously Thomas. That thought made her laugh out loud. He had definitely shot her full of something alright. The man seemed to have an endless supply of it. It infused her with energy and exhausted her at the same time. She felt light and young, almost giddy.
Naomi's smile was wide.
"It's rude to have so much fun and not share." Thomas' voice broke into her thoughts.
He was wearing a dark open collared dress shirt that fitted him perfectly and a pair of slacks. This, to Thomas, was most likely considered casual weekend attire.
He was so fine she thought.
Naomi's smile deepened. She moved to sit on the edge of the bed as he lowered himself in front of her. Naomi looked deep into those fascinating eyes of his. Her fingers smoothed over his brow and ran down the side of his freshly shaven face. Touching him seemed like such a natural thing.
"I do believe that you are already quite aware of what has me smiling and my ability to share," she said, leaning in and kissing him gently on the lips.
Thomas liked that about her, the way she felt the need to touch and kiss him. He liked the way she was looking at him right now. There was a word for it. It was on the tip of tongue, but he just could not think of it. Then it hit him. Sweetness, he thought. Not, per say, the innocent sweetness often associated with youth or inexperience. Naomi was definitely a woman of many talents and quite aware of how the world worked. When she looked at him, like right now, the look in her eyes was unclouded by agenda or expectation. There was no ulterior motive. It was honest and uncomplicated. Sweet. He could not recall looking into a woman's eyes and ever thinking that before.
"What?" she asked grinning. He had such a strange look on his handsome face.
"I want..." he hesitated, and then changed his mind. "I wish you didn't have to leave so early. We could maybe have dinner."
Naomi kissed him again, letting her lips linger and her tongue taste him. There was something in the way he spoke that touched her heart. She wanted to stay more than anything, to stay in this cocoon that he had created for her. It was warm and soothing, safe and stimulating. However, reality called. She had a life, as unfortunate and tedious as some of it was to return to. Knowing that he wanted her to stay was icing on an already delectable cake. To have a man like Thomas Edelman's desire was more than she could have imagined for herself.
"We were supposed to go somewhere nice to eat yesterday. Remember?" she laughed in an attempt to lessen the effect he had on her.
Thomas smiled this time, claiming her lips. The kiss reassured her that he had forgotten nothing.
"No," she moaned, pressing her hands against his hard chest and then curling them around his collar. "The day is almost gone. I have to spend some time with my babies before they go to bed."
Thomas slid his fingers through her curls and cupped the back of her head, pulling her lips firmly to his. He understood; but right now, he was a selfish man. He did have to admit that her dedication to her kids only increased his hunger for her. It made her all the more unique in his eyes. His intention was to give her just one more piece of evidence to support just how much he wished she would stay.
He parted her legs.
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Thomas' driver pulled into the driveway of the Mitchell home and let the engine hum. Thomas had been watching her. She was so beautiful, makeup free and her thick spiraled curls wild. Naomi smiled on the entire ride. Thomas liked seeing her smile, watching her cheeks rise and her full lips spread. Naomi had little dimples that only formed when she sincerely smiled. Her nose crinkled ever so slightly too. It was most likely something that was indiscernible to most people. It reminded Thomas of something. It reminded him of when she was about to come for him. Naomi's lovely heart shaped lips formed that perfect O and her nose crinkled as her breath caught. She drew her eyebrows together and the most erotic humming sound escaped from the back of her throat. Thomas' body let out an internal groan at just the thought. His cock was starting to ache.
In an effort to redirect his thoughts, Thomas took her hand and brought the inside of her wrist to his lips. "I can't begin to tell you how much I've enjoyed you," he told her in earnest. His voice was deep and smooth. His lips were soft and firm against her pulse.
Naomi blushed with warmth. It spread through her and gathered at the meeting of her thighs. She wanted to tell him thank you. But, how would one say it. "Thank you boss for giving me the best sex I've ever had." That would somehow cheapen what they shared.
Thomas was giving her the sexiest look. His grey eyes were gentle, yet penetrating at the same time. "Panty dropping", Naomi thought to herself and sucked in her bottom lip.
She remembered something.
