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    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad

    By Najya Yasirah


    Can You Really Blame The Girl? - Chapter 29




    Antoine slid the dress from her brown, silken body. He began kissing her neck. “Umm, Ant?” “Yes?” “I know this is new to you, and everything, but I’d think it be best if we waited.” “For what?” “Until we got married.” “Really,yeah. I mean I realize we already did it, and it was fantastic, but I don’t want us to have sex every time we get together. That’s really unhealthy, y’know.” He understood. “Besides, I think your dick could use a break,” she joked. “Argh, it’s going to be hard, you’re so irresistible,” he purred in her ear. “I know,” she giggled. “I love you.” “What?” “Yeah, I said it- Reyjah Nycolia Bennett said the ‘L’ word. Call the news.” Antoine laughed. After giving her a tender kiss, he replied, “My Bellissima.”
    “But since I’m already in my underwear, and we are celebrating,” she began. He chuckled. “You,” he said. He began kissing her shoulders. She eased off his shirt. She began kissing his chest and went even lower until she got to his stomach. She eased his pants and boxers off and he kicked them to the side. He pulled her back up. “You do, love me, don’t you?” he realized. “Nah, I can’t stand your ass,” she joked. “Woman!” he said. He slung her over his shoulder and laid her on the couch. “Just like the day we met!” she giggled. As he lay atop her, he took her hair down so it fell in disarray. He began kissing her neck. “Can I ask you something?” she said. “I didn’t know people talked when they had sex?” he said, quoting her. “We don’t have sex, we make love,” she answered, quoting him. He licked her lips, teasingly. “Yes?” “When you were having sex with any of those other girls, did you cry?” “Yes, I did.” “Why?” “Even before I knew I loved you, I felt like I was betraying you.” She smiled big and while. She grabbed his faced and thrust her tongue into his mouth. His fingers began fondling her ‘fur box’ as she called it. His finger teased her outer folds. As he licked her right nipple she moaned. Her eyes were squeezed shut. He left a moist trail from her chest and down to her well-defined tummy. He licked circles around her navel rings. He went even further and replaced his finger with his hot, wet mouth. He devoured her. His tongue circled and lapped against the petals of her passion’s flower. She tasted better than any champagne or aged wine.  His tongue ventured inside if her, while his fingers played with the outer rim. “Ooooooohhhhhhhhhhh Goooooooooddddd!!! You’re making me crazy!!” she screamed. She pushed his head further into her. He held her legs apart as his tongue kept teasing. “Dammmmmittttttt!!” she screamed. He chuckled. He slid back up, pressing his body to hers, making sure she felt this hardness against her inner thigh. He looked at her intently. “I love you, Reyjah,” he said. He gave her a hungry kiss as he thrust into her dampness that was caused by none other but him.  She pressed his body closer to her, wrapping her legs around him. He began his rhythm inside if her. She circled her hips in return. “Oh, God!” he moaned in surprise. She moved her hips a little faster. “Oh, Damn!” he said against her neck. He went faster in return, but then slowed down; he didn’t want the moment to be a quick one. After a long time had passed, their bodies quivered…then exploded.  She kissed him, urging him to stay inside. After their breathing was normal, he released himself from her. “Bellissimma, I didn’t have a condom on!” he said. She chuckled. “You think it’s funny?”  “Ant, I can’t get pregnant, I had my ovaries removed when I was really young- I had really bad cysts,” she explained. He breathed a sigh of relief. “You know, you are the only woman that has ever cared about my pleasure,” he said tracing her lips with his finger. “In fact, you are the only woman that has ever cared about me.”  “Like I said, you are my responsibility,” she replied, touching his chest.  “And you are my future,” he said.

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    “What is that?” said Derrick. “Oh my…girl, no you don’t !” said Sheila. Derrick had noticed Reyjah’s engagement ring when she went into the salon lounge.  “He’s no longer a man-whore,” she said. “He’s my-whore.”  “So, you really love him?” said Midori. “Yep?” “Does he know about your financial status?” “Yep?” “So what are you gonna do?” asked Derrick. “Come closer and I’ll tell you.”

    Tales From Sha-Hair-Azad - Epilogue