Made to Love 2: Made for You: Marcia and David's Story (An Erotic Romance) by Candace Nicole Werts

Author:Candace Nicole Werts [Werts, Candace Nicole]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Erotica, African American, United States, Women's Fiction
Amazon: B015WPZG3I
Publisher: Blazing Pages Publications
Published: 2015-09-27T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Watching David sleep gives me a chance to really admire how handsome he is. He was incredibly tender with me last night. It shows that he really does accept me for who I am. Being in love is one of the best feelings in the world. David opens his beautiful eyes.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes. I was watching you sleep.”

He grabs my face and kisses me. His lips are always soft, and he constantly tastes good. I place my hand on his penis and begin stroking.

“My naughty girl. Didn’t you get enough last night?”

“I’ve missed you and can never have enough of you.”

“Straddle me.”

I do as told.

“Red, I have purchased some toys for us to use later. Since we have plans with your parents, we don’t have a lot of time to spare and right now I want you to ride my cock.”

As I fuck David’s dick, his hands are placed behind his head as he moans.

“Baby, you have the best pussy.”

This motivates me. I begin fondling my breasts, David smiles.

“Pinch your nipples.”

I do. “Harder,” I groan from the sweet pain.

“Play with your pussy while you fuck me.”

Slowly I lick my left middle finger and rub my clit as I ride him. The sensations are overwhelming; my eyes roll in the back of my head. I’m ready, but I don’t have permission to climax.

“Come and keep your eyes on me.”

I obey. Seconds later, David ejaculates inside of me.

“I love you, Red. We need to clean up and hit the road.”

David’s calm about meeting my folks, but not me. No guy has ever been to my parents’ house. When I dated Mitch, we never spent the holidays together; our families never met. David’s insisting that we go to the bakery and pick up a dessert. I enlighten him by stating Giselle made my mother’s favorite Italian cream cake.

When David walks into the bedroom, my hair’s still in large purple rollers and I’m only wearing a sheer gold bra and panty set.

“Red, why aren’t you dressed?”

“I needed to keep the rollers in for a few more minutes.”

I walk towards him and we kiss.

“Going to get ready now.”

He follows me into the bathroom. I sit at my vanity, moisturize my face, and then pull out my makeup. Today I’ll wear a thin white shirt with turquoise ombre shorts and corresponding pumps. I decide to apply coral and gold eye shadow and a coral-red lipstick since David’s wearing coral shorts with a denim button down shirt; why not match my makeup to his clothing? Removing the rollers from my hair is taking longer than I expected, David offers assistance. When they’re all out, he runs his hands through my hair, causing the curls to loosen. After shaking my head up and down twice, we’re ready to go.

During the ride, David and I talk the entire way and laugh a lot. He asks about my parents. I tell him that they’re laid back and enjoy the simple things in life. My father’s a retired pilot and my mother never worked.

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