Daria opened her eyes to the sound of someone pounding on her door.
"Who could that be?" she wondered. She looked at the clock on her nightstand. Her chocolate brown eyes narrowed in anger when she saw that it was only 6AM. She thought about ignoring it, but the knocking only got louder. She threw back her covers, shivering at the feel of cold air on her bare flesh. Her caramel shin was covered in goose bumps. She quickly scooped up her silk robe and slid it on.
"This better be important," she yelled as she made her way to the front door. Temper made her want to fling open the door and confront her early morning visitor, but she checked that rash impulse and looked through the peephole. One glance and she was fumbling with the locks eager to get them open. She flung herself at the man on the other side. Logan wrapped his long arms around the beautiful black woman clinging to him. His bright blue eyes traced every feature of her 5'3" frame. Daria had the perfect hourglass figure 36-26-36. Her ass was as round as a peach. Her full lips were soft and juicy. Her eyes always made him think of melted chocolate. People who saw them together were probably struck by how opposite they were. His blue eyes and blond hair were the perfect complement to his fair skin. He was 6'4" with the build of a pro basketball player.
"Logan, what are you doing here? I thought you would be in LA until Friday." Logan was vice president of a nationally known advertising firm.
"I wrapped things up early because I couldn't wait to get back," said Logan. "I couldn't spend one more night without you." He fingered the silk robe the barely covered her body. He could tell she was naked underneath. "So, did you miss me?" he said as he ran his hand down her back to her butt and then under the hem of her robe. He gently rubbed her soft skin as he lowered hi head to capture her lips. Her lips parted automatically to receive the soft thrust of his tongue. She moaned as he rubbed his rapidly hardening erection against her flat belly.
"It's been so long," she said. "These last two weeks without you have been torture," she mumbled against his lips. He trailed his mouth down her neck, nibbling gently. He stopped to suck at the base of her throat. "That's my spot," she moaned, running her hands through his short hair. He caressed her breast with his left hand while untying her robe's sash with the other. He quickly stripped the robe from her body. He lowered his head to capture her nipple with his teeth. He bit down gently, and then soothed the pain with his tongue. He backed her against the wall as he slid his mouth down her flat belly to the nest of dark brown curls below. Logan parted her legs with his broad shoulders. He ran his fingers up her thighs and plunged two fingers into her pussy. She was hot and moist. He thrust his fingers in and out while his tongue lapped at her clit.
"Oooh, baby, " Daria moaned with pleasure, tearing at the buttons on his shirt. The shirt finally opened, letting her run her hands over his chest. Her fingers traced circles around his erect nipples. As Logan's fingers continued to thrust into Daria's wet pussy, she dug her short nails into his shoulders. Daria's legs quivered, the movements of Logan's tongue and fingers sending sparks through her body.
"I'm cumming," Daria yelled. Logan pressed his tongue hard against her clit, while she flooded his hand her moisture.