Canoed Blog

Tonisha sat nervously at the breakfast table. At any moment, she expected someone to inquire about the strange sounds coming from her room the night before. She looked across the table at Lynn. How would she act this morning after a night of forbidden sexual passion? The ear to ear smile on Lynn’s face quickly answered that question.

Lynn seemed oblivious to the situation around her. She obviously wasn’t thinking about the upcoming game. Her face was aglow from the all night lovemaking session with her sexy roommate. While everyone else was chatting nervously about the game, her eyes were glued on Tonisha. If it weren’t for the tension of the big game, the others surely would have noticed something was up.

Tonisha tried to avoid making eye contact with Lynn, afraid of being outed during breakfast. She tried talking to a teammate but from the corner of her eye she could see her lovemate watching her every move. She felt Lynn’s foot slide up the inside of her leg causing their eyes to meet.

Taking a hot bran muffin from the platter, Lynn had opened it slightly and filled it with butter. She slide her tongue erotically along the dark muffin, licking the creamy hot butter oozing from the slit.

“Oh my God” Tonisha thought, “what have I done?” She watched as Lynn cunningly performed cunnilingus on the dark dripping muffin. She hoped no one else was noticing her horny little friend. “Have I created a monster?” she wondered.

Lynn continued to lick the hot cream from the muffin, her gaze locked on Tonisha. A couple of drops streamed down her chin. Making sure she had Tonisha’s undivided attention, Lynn used her finger to sweep the cream into her mouth, sucking her fingertip seductively.

Tonisha could feel her sexual excitement rising. This is NOT what she needed. Her lust for Lynn was overwhelming her. She watched her stand and walk towards the door, her bouncy bottom inviting Tonisha to follow.

Once outside the door, Tonisha grabbed Lynn roughly and pulled her tight. “Girl you’re killing me!” she said anxiously.

The two girls embraced, their lips met in a steamy kiss. Lynn’s tongue flowed into Tonisha’s mouth, her hands sliding downward to cup her friend’s round ass.

Reluctantly, Tonisha pulled away from Lynn’s sweet lips. “We gonna get caught, girl” she said. “Lets go get our stuff and get on the bus, o.k?”

They returned to their room. As soon as the door closed, Lynn tackled Tonisha onto the bed. She jumped on top of her, kissing her wildly.

“I couldn’t wait to have you again” Lynn panted. She was like a wildcat! Tonisha was helpless to stop her. This time Lynn was taking the initiative.

Tonisha tried to resist but she was so weak. She loved the way Lynn’s lips felt on hers. They were so soft and hot and big! She battled to catch her breath, but it was difficult with Lynn’s tongue swirling inside her mouth and her hands were everywhere at once it seemed!

Abruptly, Lynn stopped, scrambling back. She grabbed the band of Tonisha’s sweat pants and lifted her ass off the bed and began to pull them down.

“Don’t Lynn, we don’t have time baby” Tonisha protested weakly. She felt her hot cunt exposed to the cool crisp air of the motel room. “Please Lynn, don’t!” she begged. She couldn’t believe this was the same girl she had known for several years! She could tell Lynn wasn’t going to stop till she had her way with her. This time SHE would be submissive to her white friend.

“I know you want it Nisha. Beg for it baby! If you want it, you gotta beg.” Lynn felt an incredible surge of power. This time SHE was the boss! Tonisha was HER helpless little slave. “Come on, beg bitch!” she said gleefully.

“Oh please Lynn, yes I want you!” blurted the prone black girl. “Lick my pussy, PLEASE! You are the boss baby. Please stick your tongue in my pussy, Lynn!”

Lynn shoved her face between Tonisha’s black thighs, forcing them apart. Her tongue licked greedily at the hairless ebony vagina, her’s for the taking. She moved her tongue skillfully inside her teammate’s scorching hot box.

“This is pretty cool” Tonisha thought to herself. “Being the slave isn’t all bad.” She watched Lynn’s blonde head bobbing between her legs. Her tongue seemed to be a foot long, touching all areas of her cunt. Were all white girls this way? “This must be what they mean when they say ‘once you go black, you never go back” she giggled to herself. She raised her legs, wrapping them around her classmates head.

Lynn felt Tonisha’s thighs tighten around her head. She knew this poor black thing was under her control and she was enjoying it fully. She sucked at Tonisha’s clit. She felt her long dark fingers sliding through her blonde hair. She felt Nisha bucking her crotch upward against her face. She knew she was about to cum. “Now I’ll show her who’s really the boss” she thought confidently.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door. Tonisha closed her mouth tightly to avoid being heard.

Lynn sucked harder. Whether Tonisha liked it or not, she was going to make her cum.

Another knock on the door. “Come on girls, be on the bus in five minutes, let’s go!”said the coach.

“Dammit!” said the frustrated blonde. “They won’t leave without us” as she attacked Tonisha’s love button once more.

“Are you crazy, girlfriend?” Tonisha asked in amazement. She loosened her grip on Lynn’s head and slid out from under her, hurrying to get dressed and get her travel bag.

Licking Nisha’s sweet juices from her lips, Lynn sadly began to get ready.

“You got it bad, don’t ya girl?” laughed Tonisha. She hugged Lynn close, kissing her deeply, their bodies still aroused.”You know there’s always tonight!”

With that, Lynn sprang to life again! The two girls headed out the door to the biggest game of their young lives.

Later that afternoon….

It had been a strange match. In the first game Tonisha had played terribly. Her powerful legs were heavy and listless. Her night of passion had led to her shocking downfall. Before the start of the second game, she sat despondently next to her secret lover. The whole team was in a panic. They knew they hadn’t a chance unless their best player got herself together.

The rest of the team watched nervously as the two co-captains chatted privately. As the team took the floor for the second game, Tonisha was noticeably revved up. She was bouncing up and down the way she had always done with a look of determination on her face.

“What did you tell her, Lynn?” asked senior teammate, Tanya.

Without hesitation, Lynn replied “I told her I would eat her pussy if she would win us the championship.”

Tanya exploded in laughter! She went from teammate to teammate speading Lynn’s hilarious pep talk. The ice was broken, they were ready to have fun and win the title.

Tonisha began to dominate the game like never before. Her powerful, yet graceful body floated above the opposition delivering devastating spikes and thrilling blocks at the net. With their star leading the way they pounded their way through the second game and to match point in the third, losing only four points along the way.

Lynn rocked slowly on the service line, hoping to serve the championship winning point. Her serve was well placed as the return floated weakly toward the net. Leaping high one last time, Tonisha slammed the ball furociously for the winning point!

The ecstatic girls rushed to the center of the court, throwing their bodies into a massive pile of arms and legs! After several breathless minutes of complete elation, the girls managed to move their celebration to the sideline. Tanya and Tonisha swung each other around wildly.

“If I had known you would play like that, I would have eaten your pussy myself!” Tanya said joyously. “But I guess I’ll let Lynn go first. Yall are so crazy!” as she danced away , hugging other teammates.

Tonisha made her way to Lynn, her teammates stopping her along the way to tell her to enjoy having her pussy eaten. She finally reached her lovergirl and asked her what she had told everyone.

“I told them I told you, if you would win it for us I would eat your pussy. I was just trying to make everyone lighten up so we could play and I think it worked!” bragged Lynn.

“I can’t believe you told them! They weren’t supposed to know, girl!” the wide eyed young black girl said.

“They just thought I was joking around. They were just playing with you, that’s all” Lynn assured her friend. “Oh, and by the way Nisha, I WILL lick your pussy sooo good tonight you’ll think last nigtht was boring!” She licked her lips lustily and left Tonisha speechless.

Tonisha stood in the shower, the warm waters cascading over her breasts, the gentle scent of the soap relaxing her mind and rejuvenating her body. She thought of Lynn and the magical way she had fallen under her spell. The feel of her wet moist lips on her clit, the way her tongue had found the most sensitve areas inside her.

As her fingers massaged her growing clit, she decided to give that little white girl what she needed. If Lynn wanted to be dominated, she would gladly oblige her. As she made her plans for later she worked herself to an easy orgasm.

Lynn returned to her room, having sent her family home without her so she could stay with her teammates. “Yeah, right” she smiled as she walked through the door.

Out of the shower stepped Tonisha, her hair pinned in a sophisticated style atop her head. Her robe swung open as she walked, displaying her supple maked body. She looked stunning!

Lynn was mesmerized. She stood there, open mouthed, watching the ebony goddes approach. If possible, she looked even more beautiful than the night before. Less than two hours earlier, she had watched as this incredibly sexy girl had almost single handedly, won the championship, drawing the cheers and admiration of everyone in attendance. And yet, here was that same girl, walking naked towards her!

Lynn could feel her friend’s sexual power enveloping her. She slowly dropped to her knees in fromt of her ebony princess. She looked up at Tonisha’s face, so pretty and confident. Her heart was pounding.

Tonisha knew Lynn was her bitch, willing to do whatever she wanted of her. She dropped the robe and stepped forward, her hand coming to rest on the back of the blonde’s head. The ebony princess thrust her hips forward against the white girl’s face. She was in control, humping her white lover’s face slowly and steadily. She could feel Lynn licking her cunt expertly but Tonisha was going to make her work for her reward.

Lynn gazed up at Tonisha’s pretty face. She enjoyed this position. It felt natural, as if this was where she should be, on her knees pleasuring Tonisha, or any black woman for that matter. Her tongue slithered around Nisha’s hard clit then underneath, licking the wetness from her lips.

Tonisha was in seventh heaven! No one had ever eaten her before. Now, not only did she have someone, that someone was a female, a white female and her best friend! She just couldn’t get over being able to live her fantasy. She watched the mirror as if she were watching two people in a video, white serving black. Then she would look down at Lynn, making love to her pussy, her tanned arms wrapped around her black bottom. This wasn’t a video, this was REAL! She had never felt more sexy in all her life! Tonisha ground her hot pussy against Lynn’s face froom different angles, each angle bringing pleasure to different parts of her cunt.

“Let go of my ass, bitch” Tonisha commmanded. “Now stand up and take off your clothes baby.”

Lynn obeyed immediately. Within seconds she was naked and shaking in anticipation.

“You’re so damned beautiful, baby” Tonisha told her friend. Pulling Lynn to her she began to kiss and fondle the blonde, her finger sliding inside the ivory cunt.

Lynn gasped as the finger made her little pussy very happy. She returned Tonisha’s passionate kisses, her hands caressing her cheeks.

It was a mixture of love and lust for the two girls. Their kisses made for happy hearts but the flesh burned with desire that could only be satisfied by raw sex.

Once again, Tonisha was overcome by the desire to dominate her friend. She turned and bent forward, exposing her voluptuous butt to Lynn. “You like this black azz baby?” she taunted. “If you do, you better get on your knees and let me know.”

Lynn loved this! She didn’t know why but she did. “Anything for you, Nisha” she whispered as she knelt behind the black girl. She kissed Tonisha’s ass repeatedly, biting it playfully. She could hear Tonisha’s quiet responses. She boldly slid her tongue along the crack of her ass. It was so hot! Tonisha’s moans were becoming louder. Lynn knew what she had to do to show her total submission to the black girl.

She grabbed Tonisha’s hips, pulling her ass hard against her face. She flicked her tongue across and around Tonisha’s asshole, her nose buried in the crack of her ass. She was amazed at how hot and smooth Nisha’s butt was on her face.

Tonisha squealed in delight! “Show me how much you like this black azz, white girl.”

Lynn pulled back her blonde hair and moistened her tongue. Once again she pulled Tonisha’s ass hard against her face, her tongue penetrating the black girls tight little hole.

“Oh God Lynn!” she cried excitedly. “Mmmm baby that feels so good.” Now she knew for sure this little white girl was her total slave. “Do it Lynn! Tongue my asshole baby, yeah.” She wished she could see this in the mirror! Just thinking how it must look: a white girl licking a black girl’s ass was too much. She was about to cum.

“Stick your tongue in my cunt, baby!” she ordered her slave. She began ramming her ass back against Lynn’s face, her love juice flowing on her tongue. She had been fucked doggie style but this was so much different. She wasn’t receiving, she was giving!

And Lynn was receiving. Like a jockey on a horse, she spanked Tonisha’s ass, urging her onward, her tongue surging in and out of the wet slit in front of her.She lapped the steady flow of cum from Tonisha’s vagina. She marveled at the black girl’s sensuous rhythm.

With the moves of a dancer, Tonisha wiggled her butt, smearing her honey all over Lynn’s happy face. As she slowed her pace, she began to talk. “I bet all you little white girls like black pussy, don’t ya?”

Pausing from her duties, Lynn answered “Of course, Nisha. I’ve seen Cristy looking at you during practice. I just thought she was admiring your play but now I know she was admiring your black ass!”

“Mmm, Cristy is a fine white ho” Tonisha said to a chorus of giggles from Lynn, who was lying on her back watching her fantasize about their teammate. “I would rub my hands all over her sexy body and squeeze those big boobies of hers.” She caressed Lynn’s body to demonstrate. “I would kiss her to show how much I wanted her” as she kissed Lynn deeply.

“Mmm, it’s good to be Cristy” murmured Lynn.

“Oh Cristy, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet baby. I’m gonna put this black pussy on your white face and they ain’t a damn thing you gonna do about it ‘cept lick it” panted Tonisha.

“Uumm baby, show me what you mean” Lynn purred.”I’ve never had me a nigga before.”

“You Georgia peaches are all the same. You about to get all the nigga you can handle, Cristy.” She swung a leg across Lynn’s body, coming to rest on one knee, her juicy pussy hovering over her companion’s head. “Now that you see what a nigga pussy looks like, Cristy, it’s time to have a taste, just like Lynn.”

“Just feed it to me baby” said Lynn, playing the role of Cristy to the hilt. She waited patiently as Tonisha lowered her phat fat pussy onto her face. She dragged her tongue along the still soggy, hot ebony cunt. “Mmm, tastes so good, I’m glad Lynn shared you with me.

Tonisha closed her eyes, imagining that it was really the brunette beauty, Cristy beneath her. She came lustily and quite noisily, flooding her phantom lover with her hot juices.

Knowing it isn’t often you get to have your very own slave, Tonisha intended to take full advantage. Through the night, the two girls tried many different positions. Everything from the casual; Tonisha munching on a candy bar while Lynn munched on her, to the relaxed; Tonisha lying on her side reading a teen magazine with Lynn’s head wedged between her thighs, to the funky; Tonisha sitting on Lynn’s face, rocking to music videos and getting her groove on to the shopping network. Both girls were having the times of their young lives and they didn’t want to waste this last night on sleep.

Just before dawn, as the two lay in each other’s arms, their tired but happy bodies snuggled closely, Lynn kissed Tonisha tenderly. “Thank you for the most wonderful weekend of my life. You’ve made me the happiest girl in the whole world, Nisha” she said softly. “I love you so much.”

Tonisha was stunned. She felt Lynn’s lips kissing her’s softly. She wondered why it hadn’t already dawned on her. Lust was only part of what had motivated Lynn to give herself so completely. She felt Lynn’s lips sucking at her nipples, her nouth making its way down to familiar territory.

“Wait Lynn” Tonisha said. “Lay down baby.” She straddled her face but it would be different this time. She lowered her cunt gently on Lynn’s mouth. She could feel her lips kissing around her hairless twat. She leaned forward till her face was only inches from her classmate’s sweet little pussy. If someone had ever told her she would eat a white girl’s pussy someday, she would have slapped them silly. But here she was WANTING to eat Lynn’s pussy, to show her how she felt about her.

Tonisha moved her closed lips across Lynn’s cunt lips She heard her moan loudly as Lynn continued to smother her pussy with passionate kisses. She slipped her tongue back and forth between Lynn’s cunt lips, amazed at the silky softness.

This time both girls were making love to each other. Their bodies, though so very different, were as one as they moved in perfect harmony.

Tonisha sucked happily on Lynn’s clit, enjoying the feeling of giving her companion, pleasure. Her fingertips worked their way inside the crack of Lynn’s ass bringing more sounds of pleasure.

The two girls now were licking and sucking each other wildly. Their young, strong bodies gyrated out of control.The bed shook beneath them!

“Oh my God, Nisha! I’m cumming! Oh my God, baby, yes!” Lynn screamed as her hips shook frantically. “I love you sooo much, Nisha” she cried as her white pussy spewed it’s love potion into her black lover’s face.

Tonisha was now overwhelmed by her love for Lynn. She drank hungrily from Lynn’s love fountain. She was beginning to cum also as she worked her cunt faster on her white girlfriend’s face. She wouldn’t have thought it possible but Lynn was eating her pussy even better than before! From head to toe, her whole body was on fire!

Tonisha sat upright on Lynn’s face, her back arched as she rode madly on Lynn’s face. Suddenly she froze, then her body shook violently. “Oh God, Lynn!!!” she screamed, her orgasm ripping through her firm young body. She couldn’t believe how hard she was cumming! She feared for Lynn’s safety but she couldn’t stop now. Squeezing Lynn’s breasts with her fingers. She wanted to show her how much she loved her! The spasms were major as she flooded Lynn’s mouth with cum.

For several minutes Tonisha lost all control of her body. She hoped the bed wouldn’t collapse from the shaking. Her body screamed, “enough already!” but Lynn would have none of that. She continued her assault on Nisha’s clit and G spot. Tonisha’s body thrashed wildly as her orgasm went off the chart! She collapsed forward as Lynn continued to lick away the incredible amount of love Tonisha had given her.

“I love you, Nisha. You are so wonderful to me” Lynn said softly, as she continued to worship her black master.

lf clear?” She yelled.

Hannes was touched. Only years of practice allowed him to hold his tears at bay. He knew that she wasn’t just saying that. Both the fierce look in her eyes and the passion in her voice corroborated the truth of her words.

“Thank you for your kind words, Liebling. I know that you mean them, but the rest of the world doesn’t see me as you do, Zuri.”

“Then they’re damn fools, but the selfish jealous woman part of me is glad that they don’t see you as I do, else I’d have to beat the women off with a big ass stick.”

Hannes smiled at the image before continuing, “There’s generally only one time a beautiful woman is voluntarily in my presence.”

“And that one time is?”

“That one time is when I’ve paid for the privilege of having a beautiful woman in my presence. Zuri, I pay women to have sex with me.” He stopped speaking so that she could digest what he had revealed. “In light of this new information I’ll understand if you don’t want to accompany me to the ball,” he said softly.

“Are you trying to stand me up for real so that you can get a prostitute and have some sex tonight?” Zuri asked.

“Zuri, I’m always honored to be in your presence. I’d like nothing more than to have you at my side this evening,” he said. Other than rip that fairytale gown from your delectable body, tie you to my bed with the scraps, fuck you into submission, and spend the rest of the evening listening to you scream out my name.

“Good, because there’s no place that I’d rather be. And for future reference, please don’t bring up other women when you’re with me because a—none of them can hold a candle to me, and b—I’m jealous like that,” she added.

* * * * *

“They’re all watching,” he commented when they arrived.

“They should be. We make a stunning couple. Let those bitches wonder what they’ve been missing.”

“And if they’re bold enough to ask?”

“Then I’ll be bold enough to tell them how fucking wonderful you are—and I do mean that literally.”

“But you don’t know that.” Yet, his cock piped in.

“Not yet, but a girl can dream, can’t she? Besides, I’ve had you many, many times in my dreams.”

“Were they pleasant dreams or nightmares?”

“Let’s just say that I had you screaming out my names in decibels that the human ear can’t pick up,” she said as she shot him a look full of challenge.

“Well then I guess they were good dreams although I’m not usually the one doing the screaming when I’m at the helm,” he responded.

“That’s because you’ve never been loved by me,” she returned sassily. “Now since you’re my fairy prince, come and dance the night away with me,” she demanded.

Hannes forgot that the rest of the world existed when he was with Zuri. Holding the beautiful woman in his arms was the most exquisite pleasure that he’d experienced. Dancing the waltz with her was thrilling. Slow-dragging (as she called it) was like sexual foreplay, but it was dancing the tango that was virtually sex personified. There was no doubt about Zuri’s skill. And thanks to his sister-in-law who insisted on teaching him the intricacies of ballroom dance, there was no doubt about his. She said that he would one day thank her for her bossiness and interference. He wondered if a cruise to a South Pacific Island would properly convey his thanks.

* * * * *

Zuri loved being in Hannes’ arms. She felt safe there. Hannes literally engulfed her…and she wouldn’t have it any other way. Though she loved slow-dragging with him, it was dancing the tango with him that made her cream her panties. There were multiple variations of the dance and she knew them all. Hannes danced the Argentine Tango, which in her opinion was the most sensuous version. The Argentine Tango featured a much looser abrazo or embrace, continuous contact of the upper body and steps that were more freestyle than staccato and routine. Perhaps the most sensuous aspect of the Argentine Tango was the choreography which allowed the dancers to move away from the floor, where moves such as boleo and gancho came into play.

The dance was like a horizontal courtship featuring an alpha man going after his lady. This was most evident when the male stepped into the female’s space. Zuri didn’t know who taught Hannes to dance but she hated that heifer with every breath in her body. The fact that she had to be in his arms to teach him the steps pissed her off royally. Upon realizing how skilled he was, she went for broke and hooked her leg around his body. She was wet five steps into their tango and she knew that he was aware of that fact. She watched as his eyes darkened and his nostrils flared and all that was woman within her preened at the picture of Hannes going alpha. Scratch that, he was always alpha, he went primal.

He had started off holding her tightly but after becoming aware of her arousal, he now crushed her to him. When the dance concluded, her breasts were crushed against his chest and her head was thrown back in ecstasy. He lifted her easily and took her mouth in a gentle kiss. When they broke apart they were both breathing heavily. Though the onlookers might have attributed their heavy breathing to the athleticism of their dance, she knew that their heavy breathing had more to do with anticipation. A man who could make her come from his skill on the dance floor could surely make her scream in between the sheets.

* * * * *

Hannes knew that he had to get Zuri out of there before he lost all control. His cock was encouraging him to take what she offered but his heart told him to wait. Meanwhile his brain was instructed him to hustle her beautiful self away from the dance floor before some other male with a death wish did something foolish like ask her to dance. He turned her around before her sultry lips became a temptation that he couldn’t resist, and quickly walked to the exit tossing out promises of retribution should any male think to interfere with his Zuri.

* * * * *

Hannes reclaimed their jackets and had them settled into his Navigator in record time. Zuri noticed that he was still breathing hard. Good, her inner diva preened. From the short time she had known Hannes she knew that he kept his emotions under tight reign. She liked knowing that she could get to him. She decided to get to him as much as possible on the drive home, but first she had to get the topic of prostitutes out of the way.

“Hannes why did you feel the need to turn to prostitutes?”

“Because I wouldn’t be rejected as long as I had the prerequisite cash,” he answered.

“Did you ever consider that women would’ve given it up to you had you only asked.”

“Would you?” He countered.

Zuri took his free hand and placed it between her legs. “What does this tell you?”

Zuri gasped when she felt Hannes’ fingers push her panties aside and snake their way up her channel. “Oh, damn,” she moaned.

She felt her seat recline right before she felt three hundred pounds of solid man cover her and take her mouth in a savage kiss while his fingers strummed her to orgasm after orgasm..

Tearing her mouth from his, she screamed out her pleasure before collapsing back onto the seat limp with exhaustion.

* * * * *

Hannes hadn’t meant to go that far this soon, but he was already on edge after scenting her arousal on the dance floor. When she used his hand to stroke herself he couldn’t help but get inside of her scant panties. She was pure fire—hot, creamy satin that was all his. After he brought her to orgasm he brought his fingers to her succulent lips. “Open,” he ordered. He issued another demand after placing his fingers in her mouth, “Suck.” He watched as she closed her eyes and methodically licked her essence from his fingers. He was fascinated with the play of her tongue and those succulent lips and he grew harder by the second. It was a provocative sight. He loved her full lips. He often got hard from merely watching her mouth move as she spoke. Half the time he missed what she was saying because he was busy imagining those lips doing delicious things to his body. Delicious things like wrapping around his cock. Damn, he had to think of something else he thought as he watched her finish. As soon as she finished cleaning his fingers he kissed her once more. He savored the taste of her essence although he’d rather drink directly from the source. But as much as he wanted her he couldn’t do it here. As sturdy as his Navigator was he knew that he would rend it to pieces if he lost control. And he wanted Zuri so much he was sure that he would lose all control.

“Is that why we left so fast?” Zuri asked once she caught her breath.

“No. We departed so hastily so that I could avoid arrest.”

“Whoa, did I miss something?”

“Just the fact that I came close to throwing you across the nearest table and thrusting nine inches of hard cock into you.”

“Oh damn,” she said. “Well then, you should’ve thought about that before you decided to dance the tango with me.”

“The only time that I will endeavor to dance the tango with you again is as a prelude to sex.”

“Will we be dancing the tango again later tonight?” She asked.

“No—I’m going to be a gentleman.”

“Not that I don’t appreciate it, but why?”

“Because you deserve it. I’ve never taken my time with a woman because I’ve always been on the clock so to speak.”

“So how long do you think you can be a gentleman?” She purred.

“Right up until the moment I slide into your delicious creamy cunt.”

“Why then?”

“Because I might be a gentleman everywhere else, but in the bedroom, I’m all dominant man,” he said as he removed her panties and stuffed them in the pocket of his jacket.

* * * * *

Zuri watched him as he drove. He handled the big SUV well, but then again, what didn’t he handle well. He had certainly handled her. She was still thrumming with the aftershocks of their tango and their foreplay. Damn him being a gentleman. Her heart and rational mind appreciated his desire to demonstrate that she was different from the other women but her body was throwing one massive fit. She decided right then and there that she wouldn’t make it easy for him. She imagined his expression when he got a look at the mechanical bull in her den. Would that be the thing that pushed him over the edge?

* * * * *

Hannes knew that she watched him, but he couldn’t look at her. He wanted her way too much to chance such a thing. Walking her to her door was a lesson in endurance. He was already hanging onto his control by a single thread. He took her key and unlocked the door all the while planning his escape, but Zuri had other ideas concerning his escape. She sank her delectable body into his as she reached up and took his mouth in a kiss. The caveman in him sprang to life and before he fathomed what he was doing he had her in her living room and on her back as all three hundred pounds of him held her down and ravished her mouth.

Hannes was completely consumed with pleasure. He only managed to come back to himself when he felt her soft hands on the bare skin of his back and her legs around his hips. How she had managed to get his shirt untucked was beyond him but he knew that he was seconds away from his own climax. And though his body raged at him he knew that he had to stop. Right. Now. Pulling away from her was the most difficult physical task he had ever endured—and that included his encounter with the bear. Using every bit of strength he had, he got up from the softness of her welcoming body. He took great gulping breaths and tried to think of anything but the beautiful woman lying bedraggled on the couch smelling of temptation. Against his better judgment he glimpsed at her from the riot that was now his hair and shuddered at what he saw. There was want in her eyes and need in her body. And it was all for him. Him—the scarred man with the terrible people skills, the unsophisticated lifestyle, and no business wanting a woman like her—beautiful beyond words on the inside and outside, sophisticated, classy, and…his! his heart and body threw in. She was more than he could’ve conjured up in his most detailed fantasies.

That single strand of control became a microscopic strand. He had to leave right now or he would spend the rest of the week planted inside of her delectable body. And what’s the problem with that his cock asked him? She’s different, dammit. She’s important, his heart and brain shouted back.

“Zuri,” he croaked out.

“Hannes,” she purred back.

“Liebling, I’m trying to be a gentleman. You’re different. You deserve,” he paused in an effort to calm the storm within his body and gather his thoughts. “You deserve so much more than I can give you. I have no right to you.”

He didn’t hear her get up; he just felt her arms wrap around him and lay her head upon his chest. “I’ll never ask for more than you can give me, Hannes.”

“You shouldn’t ever have to ask for anything at all.”

“We all sometimes have to ask.”

“Are you angry?” He asked as he looked down on the top of her head.

Smiling, she looked into his eyes before answering. “Isn’t that supposed to be my line? I’m not angry, Hannes. I’m honored to be in the company of such a gentleman.”

“I won’t always be able to behave like a gentleman, Zuri. I desire you very much.”

“I understand, and when that day comes, I won’t be behaving like a lady,” she smiled as she walked him to the door.

* * * * *

Zuri lay in bed and played rewind on the entire night. Hannes was so damn hot. She loved the feel of him pressing into her. When she’d yanked his shirt out of his slacks and felt all of that hard muscle under his shirt, she’d lost it. Hannes was muscle on top of muscle. She had never dated a man that big, that dangerous, or that beautiful. Hannes may think he was a monster, but he didn’t see himself as she did. She shuddered when she thought of how beautiful he had looked wearing an unbuttoned dress shirt, dress pants and an ‘I will fuck you into next week’ look. His light brown hair had hung in disarray around his shoulders. His shirt was completely undone revealing a hard, muscled chest and his tailored dress pants had tented impressively. Six and a half feet of muscled warrior stood before her and all she could do was marvel at God’s impressive handiwork and say ‘Amen.’

7

After their x-rated post ball experience, Hannes always made sure that he had her back home before the street lights came on. Most of their outings took place on the weekend since Hannes’ job demanded so much of his time. Though she pulled out all stops in an attempt to tempt Hannes, he remained a gentleman. Dammit. She never opened a door, seated herself or paid for lunch. Going to Evil Twins didn’t count because she never paid when she dined there, but she noticed that he tipped the waitresses really well. Since she was big on being equal, she dropped by his office at least once a week bearing lunch. He would accept that, but he wouldn’t allow her to pay when they went out. She had tried paying once, but that didn’t go well. She actually felt the beast rise to the surface. He’d pinned her with a look that clearly said, ‘don’t try it’ and that had been that.

Perched on the edge of his desk watching him devour his meal, she wondered who had been taking care of him before her. He was a handsome man despite the scarring, and more than that, he was all man. There was nothing effeminate about him she thought as she watched him chew. Damn, that man was freaking hot.

“Hannes, not that I’m trying to rush you into a physical relationship, but tell me again why we’re waiting so long.”

“I’m giving you time to adjust to me and to be sure that you want me because once you say yes, you’re mine,” he said as he wiped his mouth.

“I’ve been saying yes,” she pouted.

Lifting her chin up, he elaborated. “I mean forever yes, not yes for right now. I’m a selfish bastard, Zuri. I don’t give up anything that is mine without a fight.”

“What exactly does selfish mean?”

“It means, Liebling, that you will never again dance any version of the tango with anyone other than me,” he drawled.

“Oh. It means like you’ll show up at my job in the standard crazy boyfriend outfit of wife beater, swim trunks, and bunny slippers,” she teased.

“When you submit to me, it means that you are categorically mine and I’ll do anything it takes to keep you near me, including laying waste to any man foolish enough to try and take you away from the monster that I appear to be. Though I don’t own any wife beaters, swim trunks or bunny slippers, I’d wear whatever combination of clothing it took to get that point across even if it involved wearing a speed-skater outfit, a tuxedo jacket, a pair of galoshes and a bow tie while wearing my hair like Princess Leia from Star Wars.”

Hannes’ impassioned speech rendered Zuri speechless. She wondered if he realized that he tended to lapse into German when he became passionate, and that he went into super alpha mode whenever he was in her presence.

* * * * *

“Don’t have anything to say?” Hannes inquired when she merely looked at wearing a look of incredulity.

Finding her voice, she answered. “I can’t get over the image of that outfit. I don’t know if that puts you into the potential serial killer category or the psychopath category or what.”

“It puts me into the ‘don’t fuck with my woman’ category. I’m sure that I’m no worse than the husbands of Victorious or the Evil Twins,” he answered recalling the way that the aforementioned men kept their eyes trained on their women.

“True, and now that your craziness is noted, let me issue my own caveat. I’m not showing up at your job dressed like a psychopath. If I have to come check some heifer who thinks she is taking my man from me, I will do it in unabashed style. That means my hair, body, wardrobe and jewelry will all be tight—that way I look good for the cameras when five-oh is dragging me out.”

* * * * *

Zuri didn’t know what the occasion was, but she didn’t care. Hannes had finally asked her on a nighttime date. Though she had had a week’s worth of warning and the perfect outfit, she didn’t have control over life, which is how she had ended up missing her nap. It took a lot of energy to look that good. She still looked good—even if she had to go on instinct about that since her eyelids were obscuring her vision. Damn, her hip always hurt more when she was tired. She would’ve taken a pain killer for that but she wanted to be cognizant of Hannes’ appreciation even if she could barely see it through half-opened eyes. She loved Hannes and knew that he had a tender heart so regardless of how tired she was and how much pain she felt she was going on the date. She didn’t want him thinking that she was merely a cock tease, or worse was simply standing him up because then he might resort to something stupid like taking another woman and she wasn’t in the mood to hunt and kill tonight. She had no intentions of sharing Hannes—especially when she glimpsed him in all his alpha-ness and beauty. That suit had no idea how lucky it was to be wearing such an awesome man. She wondered if it would feel lucky when it was in a heap on the floor she thought as she pulled him down for a kiss.

* * * * *

Hannes took one look at Zuri and closed his eyes for a moment because her beauty shown so brightly. His heart lit up whenever she was near because it recognized its mate. Not only was she physically beautiful but her inner beauty was truly magnificent. It was like summer in full bloom. Winter had been his favorite season because he loved to ski, but now it was summer, the time he could glimpse Zuri in those airy sundresses she preferred. Her beauty stunned him. Every. Single. Time.

But tonight, he could glimpse fatigue under all of that beautiful. Change of plans. He would simply get their food to go and they would enjoy a quiet evening at his place. The fact that she went all out for him even though she looked like she could use a good nap just made him love her harder. She fell asleep seconds after she mumbled ‘good evening’ and kissed him. He let her sleep and as he took the long way home. He enjoyed being in her company regardless of what they did or didn’t do. This woman owned him he thought as he carried her into his home and laid her in his bed.