Chapter 1
"Tell me what you want baby."
Melanie's mind was filled with fog, all she could think of all she could feel was the sheer euphoria of being loved so tenderly, his voice was a low rumble the promised ecstasy she had never experience before . With a swift flick of his wrist, he had her bucking feverishly against his touch. No matter how hard she tried to hold back her body seemed to show who was in control.
"I can't hear you love, you have to speak up if you want me to give you what we both need."
"I... I want you to fuck me, please... Please fuck me."
"You beg so pretty baby and you're so wet for me I want to feel you cum all over my cock but I need you to open your eyes."
"What?" Melanie said confusion, beginning to set in.
"Open your eyes."
Buzz...Buzz...Buzz...
Melanie's eyes flew open as she turned and looked at the alarm on her night stand; the blue neon lights read 6:30am. With a loud sigh she lifted the covers hoping to find a devilishly handsome man in between her thighs only to see her own thin brown fingers deep inside her moist folds, and felt a wave of disappointment that they were the cause of her vivid dreams.
"Mel girl you need a man" she mumbled in the silence of her bedroom, pushing her feet to the floor she shuddered at the sudden cold chill she got from the wooden floor. She made her way to the bathroom, turning on the lights she sighed when she caught a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror. Melanie's skin was the color of heated clay, a soft brown with a hint of red. Her jet black hair fell in wild curls down her face and neck, framing her round face, making her almond shaped eyes looks even larger than they already were. Her nose was small, and edged down just like her Mother's, while her thick lips shielded her perfectly straight teeth, which despite never having braces were evenly aligned and gleaming.
It wasn't like Melanie felt ugly, on the contrary she knew she was pretty, but after her last relationship she felt like damaged goods. Even though she was tired of having the same lucid dream only to wake up with her fingers smelling like her own coochie she wasn't sure if she was ready to give herself to anyone just yet. Feeling she had admired herself enough for one day she began her morning routine, she grabbed her bottles of oils and rubs and breathed in deeply. The heavy aroma of rose water and peppermint filled her senses; she poured a small amount in her hands and began to rub the oil into her arms legs and chest. Once she was satisfied it was all gone, she scooped a bit of the special hair butter mama Ella made especially for her and proceeded to rub the mixture into her thick locks. Melanie loved wearing her hair natural and chemical free she had been doing so for nearly 6 years now ever since she met Mama Ella at an African culture festival. She had a booth of hand made oils lotions and hair care products. Along with some African sculptures and paintings.
"Why don't you kick that hair crack and wear you hair the way God intended?"She said her hands on her hips.
"Excuse me?" Melanie said walking towards her.
"Well I'm pretty sure when you were born your hair wasn't that straight and from the looks of it your roots there screaming for some relief."Melanie grabbed at her hair feeling immediately self conscious, "Calm down child. Why don't you try my hair butter if you like it and it works for you , your welcome to come and get more." she said handing Melanie a card.
From then on Melanie bought all her products from Mama Ella, after taming her hair Melanie moved back into her bedroom in search of an outfit. After searching through her closet full of clothes she found a tan pencil cut dress with no sleeves, a set of black stilettos, and a thin black belt to wrap at her waist, she turned to look at her clock again, the neon blue digits now reading
7am.
"Shit, gotta hurry!"She thought as she pulled on the dress and heels, she fastened the belt, grabbed her jacket and briefcase and headed out the door.
***
Her skin was like warm silk and begging to be touched, Cole watched her as she slid her round ass onto the desk and slowly spread her legs. He didn't know who this mystery woman was but something in him compelled him to want to know her, he wanted to lick, suck and kiss every inch of flesh she possessed and leave her begging for his cock, but for now he would watch. She began to fondle and squeeze her breast through the cotton fabric of her shirt and slowly worked one hand down to her slippery mound. Cole watched as two fingers disappeared into her hot cavern, she bucked and rode her fingers never missing a beat as she continued to squeeze and play with her nipple, Cole was loving the attention she was giving herself but could no longer contain himself.
In three quick strides he was hovering over his vixen her fingers still buried deep inside her filling the room with the smell of her sex, Cole breathed in. "Is that peppermint?" he thought as he leaned into her. As if noticing him standing there the woman removed her fingers from her soaking wet pussy and brought one finger to Coles lips, without a second thought he eagerly slurped and sucked the sweet juices from her finger and watched as she did the same to the finger that was left.
"Do you want me Cole?" The Woman's eyes were heavy slits, but even then Cole could see the lust that lived in them.
"You know I do." he said, pressing her body against his rock hard cock "Let me show you just how badly I want you, bend over." Cole commanded, he was pleased when she did it with no question. He could have fainted from the sight of her bent over and awaiting him, only him. He released his aching cock from his pants and gripped it tightly; it took every ounce of will power he had not to cum her, as the arousal alone was driving him insane with need. He placed the mushroom like head of his cock against her opening and rubbed slowly, releasing a sinful purr from his mystery woman. "Are you ready baby I'm going to make you...."
"Ring -Ring!"
Cole shot up in his bed from the sound of his cell phone."Fuck..."He mumbled, turning to sit at the edge of his bed, he wanted to hurl the phone across the bedroom and smash it against the wall for waking him. He was so close this time, he could smell her fuck he could taste her. Cole wished he could find a woman like that, one that would bring him to his knees and love him not his bank account. Cole never had a problem bedding women, they flocked to him were ever he was and they were all the same. Beautiful on the outside, but cold, hollow, and frigid on the inside, they would smile, bat there eyes and spread there legs for him. He knew that most of the time it was his pedigree that caught there eye, other times it was his immense wealth. Cole was sick of being viewed as a walking dollar sign but finding the type of woman he craved was like looking for diamonds in a pile of shit.
Cole stood and made his way to the bathroom; he adjusted the water and stepped into the shower letting the water cascade over his body. He could feel his hand slowly reach for his swollen member but willed himself to stop; he was already running behind and didn't have much time left. Today would be his first day as CEO of Steinberg &Fitz advertising , after settling a price for the companies take over he decided he would hold a meeting at the office, to not only introduce himself but get a feel of were the company was heading and who he felt was an asset to the firm. He was surprised the former owner was willing to sell but knew his options were weaning, with the companies stocks plummeting and no benefactors backing him selling to the highest bidder was his best chance. Cole quickly showered and dressed, grabbed his cell phone and keys and left to start his day.
***
Melanie should have been speed walking champion; she quickly maneuvered and slid in between groups of people all in an attempt to make it to her office. It was now 8:15 and she was officially late, had she not stopped by Massimo's for his addictive cannolis and coffee she wouldn't be in this mess. Aw hell who was she kidding it was totally worth the risk, the large silver doors of the elevator in view she sped up only to have what must have been a brick wall step in the way.
"Umph!"
"What the hell?!" Melanie yelled, only to look up into the most beautiful set of emerald eyes she had ever seen, connected to them was the face of a living Adonis. He stood a towering 6'6 to Melanie's 5'4 frame with a muscular build she could clearly see even with the suit he wore, and damn if he wasn't wearing the hell out of that suit, his jaw curved smoothly upwards towards two perfectly placed dimples and very kissable lips.
