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Lose Yourself For A While in this Scandalous Read...Compliments of T. Onyx...
Mutual Abilities- A T. Onyx Quickie
MUTUAL ABILITIES
Copyright© 2012 by AlTonya Washington/ Reprint 2020 by AlTonya Washington
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means without written permission from the author.
This is a work of fiction. Characters, names, incidents, organizations and dialogue in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
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“You’re joking, right?”
“Joking.”
“You expect on just walking out of here?”
“Unless you’ve got some other form of transportation in mind?” Tucson Odari felt the low rumble in his chest which signaled a spike in his temper. Surprising since he held a masterful control over it. Not surprising however, was Elsa Reed’s ability to wreak havoc upon it whenever she was in his presence.
“You’re getting mad.” She observed, a playful glint brightening her coffee brown gaze.
“Not mad,” he grimaced, sparking the lone left dimple along the X-rated curve of his mouth. “It’s just not polite to eat and run, is all.”
“I see,” she tapped a nail to her lip and studied him. “Does that apply to everyone you cook for or only women you feel owe you a little something extra?” Her mouth went dry when he pushed his massive frame from the chair he occupied across from her. Silently, she ordered a stop to the mad throbbing at the joining her of thighs. Dammit did she have to act like a bitch in heat every time she was around the man?
“You don’t like me much, do you?” His midnight stare roamed the length of her bare legs as he drained the last of his drink.
Elsa shifted in her chair and smiled when his gaze returned to hers. “I like you fine, it’s what you want that I don’t particularly like.”
“Ah,” his dark handsome face took on a more enlightened glow. “So you
don’t
like sex? I’ve wondered.”
“Why? Because I haven’t fallen on my back for you yet?” She pushed out of the chair and circled the imposing glass bar to face him. “No Tucson, I love sex as often and as varied as I can get it. But
you
want another mistress.” She rolled her eyes and headed for the towering double doors of the penthouse apartment. “I’m not interested in being anyone’s ‘next in a long line’.”
Tucson caught up to her so swiftly; silently she hadn’t time to mask her arousal. He didn’t use it against her...just then.
“Would it surprise you to know that I don’t have as many as you think?” He asked when she stood nestled between him and the door.
“No,” she bit her bottom lip and shook her head. “Any one who knows you knows that’s a lie.”
“I swear,” he pressed a hand to his chest and then cupped her waist. “I’m very selective in who I take to my bed.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Then why me?” He seemed angry then. “You’re not a stupid woman El,” the hand at her waist moved up to cup a firm tit, “don’t ask stupid questions, hmm?”
“I won’t fuck you, Tucson.” “But you want to.” “It’d be a mistake.” Quietly, she cursed herself when her lashes settled down at the feel of his thumb across her nipple.
“And if I took the decision out of your hands?” “Ha! You’ve been trying to do that for months now.” She angled her head away from his provocative mouth.
“We make a deal.” He suggested while nibbling her earlobe. “Deal.” “You make me come first, without fucking me, you leave. I make
you
come first; you stay and give me everything.”
Her laughter ceased full then. “I fail to see how I could emerge the victor, here.” “Afraid?” “Suspicious.” “You don’t trust me.” His build pretty much blocked everything else from her line of sight. “Not as far as I can toss you.” She gasped at the unexpected feel of his fingers at the edge of her panties. “Tucson...”
“Stop?” He taunted, raising his head to watch her face as his fingers eased just inside the lacy edging of the bikinis. “Hmm?” His fingertips grazed her pussy lips already swollen from their suggestive word play.
“I can’t do this.” She moaned the words, shifting her legs apart and nudging his fingers urging him to go on.
He wouldn’t oblige. “Afraid I won’t stop?”
“Afraid
I
won’t.” Her words so cool, yet powerfully seductive aroused him quickly. His tongue thrust deep inside her mouth and plundered without mercy.
“I won’t fuck you, Tucson, ” she managed.
“I know.” His fingers thrust deep then.
Elsa’s breathless laughter ripped from her throat and she commenced riding the three thick fingers inside her. Her head fell back against the door while Tucson used his free hand and perfect teeth to undo the satin clasps securing the snug magenta quipao she wore. In moments, his gorgeous face was buried deep in a wealth of cinnamon brown cleavage.
She knew she wouldn’t survive. The rate they were going, she’d be coming all over his tailored trousers in seconds. The pressure had already built several times, but she tamped it back somehow. He was too smug, which made her angry as hell yet filled her with a need to triumph and leave him groaning on the floor in unsatisfied need.
Her bra was lost in the pool of clothing at her feet. One big hand cupped her tit while his lips and tongue feasted. His fingers penetrated deep and delightfully. Elsa couldn’t think but somehow found the will to answer his challenge.
Tucson felt her pressing against him and reached deep for the ability to stop. The single- dimpled smirk appeared when he saw that she was pushing him back and sliding to her knees. He made a move to help her with the fastening and fly of his pants but she slapped his hands and pushed him none too gently against the door.
“Elsa,” he whispered, that time,
he
was the one resting his head back against the door. She freed his cock from the confines of the boxers. He watched her stroke his dick studying the black silky skin sheathing his desirable length. Her tongue circled the head until pearly telltale moisture glistened at the tip.
“Shit,” Tucson raked both hands across his curly close cut hair and struggled to embrace pleasure while warding off its affects. Elsa was taking him slow and deep into her mouth. Expertly, she sucked and lathered his rigid shaft with her tongue.
"This isn’t fair,” he shuddered.
She laughed, “Look who’s talkin’. Hey!” She shrieked, suddenly finding herself slung across his shoulder. “I’m not fucking you Tucson,” she reiterated noticing they were taking the route to his bedroom.
He chuckled low. “I know. Just trying to even out the playing field is all.”
Elsa didn’t have time to wonder what he meant. She was deposited on his bed moments later, left only in her heels and a pair of lace-edged stockings.
He doffed his clothes in seconds and she wasn’t surprised to find that his body was as prime a specimen in the buff.
Elsa didn’t spend long admiring. She was flipped to her stomach and tugged downward until her mouth was again a breath away from the throbbing beauty of his erection. She had to get out of there before said ‘thing of beauty’ was nestled to the hilt inside her. She wouldn’t admit even to herself that her mouth was dry; craving the taste of his pre-cum on her tongue.
Tucson’s hands flexed at her thighs while his nose outlined the full curve of her ass. He groaned when his tongue plunged heartily into her sex- the gasp she uttered stroked his ego to no end.
Elsa forgot about feasting on his dick...for the moment. She closed her eyes and rotated on his tongue thrusting and penetrating the wet core of her body.
Stop
, she mouthed the word. Supplying sound took more effort than she could manage just then. Desperate to put her focus elsewhere, lest she drench his tongue with her come, she resumed her oral treat to his shaft.
“Fuck,” Tucson moaned, abandoning
his
oral task for the moment to savor her lips gripping and releasing his cock. Subconsciously, he bucked his hips, lunging more of himself down her throat.
She handled him with expert skill, welcoming his exceptional girth. Telltale slurping sounds filled the room as she worked his length. Tucson didn’t care if he was weak. He was mere seconds from erupting. He smoothed his hands across her hips and ass, slapping the cinnamon brown cheeks and thrusting more insistently into her mouth.
Then, Elsa did the unthinkable. She stopped. Tucson clutched a fistful of the black comforter and stifled the curse welling up in his chest. It didn’t work. He was seconds from asking what the hell she thought she was doing...when she did the unthinkable...again.
“I thought you weren’t going to fuck me?”
“You’re complaining?” She eased beautifully upon his glistening shaft.
She’d settled down with her back facing him and he groaned. “What’d I tell you about asking stupid questions?” He gripped her hips and squeezed his eyes shut when her tight pussy gloved him in wet and warmth.
Elsa raked her fingers through her hair and savored the unyielding length filling her. There was only a minor discomfort when she took him, but what could she have expected from such an impressive anatomical endowment? Tucson massaged her hips and back and then eased around and began a merciless assault on her clit. His dimpled smile appeared when his consistent rubs across the sensitive nub at her center sent her hips moving in wilder abandon. She rotated, lifted and grinded him desperately as she sought to enjoy the sweet pleasure stirred by his shaft. He
bit his lip and resisted the urge to close his eyes while savoring her body. The sight of her cum-white, creamy and covering his dick was an aphrodisiac he couldn’t look away from.
She moaned, feeling the pressure and the inner exploding of moist desire.
“Wait, Elsa wait...damn...” Tucson begged, tightening his hold on her hips. “Shit,” he growled his satisfaction when he came inside her. He’d wanted more time with her- much more.
Elsa slowed her movements. The repetitive throbbing of his dick inside her reignited the arousal that had curbed only a bit in the wake of her orgasm. Still, she melted atop him. Once he’d softened, she lay back against him. Tucson raised his hands to cover her breasts and lightly grazed her nipples with his palms.
“Are we still keeping score?” He asked.
She could only smile at the glorious sensation of his voice vibrating through her back.”I don’t think there
is
one for this...”
At that moment, there were no rules, no bets or bargains. The couple resumed their erotic interactions- screaming and moaning their delight into the bedroom’s high ceiling. They were beyond competing. Mutual pleasure was the only need they sought to fulfill...
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