Chapter 2
Donovan had backed me into a corner, literally. I hadn’t noticed that I started to back away from him until I backed into the dining room table adjacent to his kitchen. He looked down and smiled at me as I stumbled into the table and I couldn’t even blame him. I had gotten so jumpy since he started this awkward conversation and I was acting really nervous.. His eyes continued to gaze into mine, burning with such an intense passion. Donovan had never looked at me like this before but I knew the look well. After all of the time we’ve spent together I had become all too familiar with Donovan’s ways with the ladies. He used the exact same look when he would look at women he was trying to seduce. Not just any women but the women who threw themselves at his feet shamelessly for one night of bliss with a movie star. He would give this particular look full of lust and desire to the women he wanted to lay with him at night. And he knew the power behind his gaze. He was not ignorant to this fact at all. He got a rush from making a woman melt in his grasp just from this one look.
“Relax baby girl,” he cooed. “Why you actin so damn nervous”, he asked as he tried to suppress his laugh.
Oh he definitely knew what he was doing and he was not ashamed to let it be known. I stuttered a few times trying to respond to him. It was weird to see myself acting like a nervous little girl with a school crush around him when he’s never made me nervous like that before. He was so damn sexy in that moment, I couldn’t seem to understand how I never noticed just how much he could turn me on before.
“I’m good Donnie. I’m just tryna figure out why you all up on me like that,” I managed to reply. I had tried my best to sound tough but Donnie was a seasoned ladies man and I knew he could see right through my front.
He grabbed my hands and brought them to his lips to kiss them before his next response. “Cori can I be like really real with you for a minute”. His tone turned to a more serious one as did his facial expression.
“What else would you be with me if not real Donnie? You’re kinda worrying me with all this weird shit. What’s on your mind man?”
He kept his grasp on my hands and led me to sit down at the table he just had me pressed against. He sat down in the chair in front of me, sitting “Look. I watched you treat that nigga Chris like a king and I know you always say that he treated you good, but he didn’t deserve you”. I gave him an odd look, trying to figure out where he’s going with this speech.
“Don’t look at me funny Cori, just let me finish explaining and I’m sure you’ll understand better. Is that cool?” I gave him a look as if to assure him that I was listening intently until he was done speaking as I nodded my head yes. “Thank you,” he said with a nervous smile.
“What I mean by that”, he continued, “is that he didn’t take the time to care of you like he needed to be doin’. Yeah I know schedules get crazy, trust me I know that. But when you give yourself to someone you give em all of you. I watched you do it, you give all of yourself to people all the time. It’s the craziest thing because I ain’t seen a nigga yet relieve your tension and stress like he should be. And after all you do for these niggas”, he paused for a moment. “I would kill to have a girl hold it now like you do Cori. Shit is crazy”.
“Shut the fuck up”, I said as I erupted in laughter. “Are you serious Donnie? I see you with a different girl every time I see you”.
“Grow up Cori. That don’t mean I can’t or I won’t ever be good to a woman. It’s all about doing it for the right woman”. He started to give me that look of smoldering passion again as he lowered his face closer to mine. His voice was low and deep and sent vibrations running deep through the bit of my stomach. “You settle for less way too much and I think I have exactly what you need”.
“What are you trying to say Donovan”?
“I’m saying…I’m here for you. I’m saying, whatever you need, I’ll handle from here on out for as long as you need. What do you need to feel good because I’ll handle all of it. I felt moisture everywhere. Beads of sweat began to build up on my forehead, underneath my arms felt slippery, the material of my panties suddenly felt damp. I felt moisture everywhere. But I could not respond. The reaction my body was having to Donovan’s words was foreign and confusing. My friend was offering to take care of all of my needs and I was sure he meant every last one.
Chris had been doing promo for his upcoming project and had been out of town for almost two months. He was home two weeks before he decide to break things off. Before that he was spending a lot of time writing and recording. It felt like months since I had been touched. Just a good foot massage or back rub, especially some decent head. Hell I missed just having a body to lay next to and night and a face to wake up to in the morning.
I didn’t want Donovan to know how excited he had just made me honestly because I was embarrassed, but I felt like he could sense it anyway. I slipped from in between him and the table he backed me into. I walked around the table as I tried to collect my thoughts and then I took a seat in one of the matching chairs. “I honestly don’t know what to say to that Donnie. Are we really speaking all of my needs”, I asked playing coy. “Because there are plenty of things I can think of”.
“All of them means all of them”, he snapped back. He had taken a more relaxed position, leaning against his island with his arms crossed. “I’m not playing this game with you Cori. I told you my terms and conditions, there are none. Tell me what you need and I will handle it, it’s that simple ma”. He was aggressive once again, but it wasn’t scary or intimidating instead it turned me on. This was a different Donovan that I had just witnessed from afar, but seeing him like this helped me understand why women allowed him to touch them on the inside so easily.
Despite the physical reaction I was experiencing, I had to remember that we were just friends and there was no way I wanted to ruin that. My boyfriend also just dumped the night before and I knew I wasn’t quite ready to be intimate like that with another man. I took a deep breath and then said, “You know we can’t do that. I just broke up with my famous boyfriend. I can’t turn around and start fucking my famous best friend. And even if that wasn’t an issue I’m not ready for that and we’re friends”. Donovan began to shake his head at my words and even let out a brief chuckle.
“You’re so cute when you panic”, he responded. “I’m not saying we have to do anything you don’t want to do. It’s whatever you say you need baby girl. As for your man, I mean I’m not really thinking about him to be honest. I you hurting right now and that’s why as you’re friend I’m here to take care of you. Our friendship ain’t gon change”.
“How won’t it change? We’re close but that’s another level of close nigga. Feelings deeper than what we have come with that kind of close Donnie”.
“You don’t think what we have is deep,” Donovan asked. He moved from his relaxed position, leaning on his island. Now he was standing upright, the look in his eyes was surprised with slight hurt behind it. It confused me at first but then it all came back to me. Donovan and I shared a drunk night together a year before when Chris was out of town. We didn’t do anything physical however we both opened up and expressed how we really felt about each other and our relationship. I said that I didn’t look at Donovan as more than my friend and I meant it but I did think the world of him and had wondered what if. We told each other that night, no matter who we dated, we would always be constant in each other’s life. He was so attentive and patient and protective and honest and funny. I could literally go on all day. But he could never be more than my best friend because I had thought someone else would be my husband our whole relationship.
“Of course what we have is deep Donovan but you know what I mean those kind of feelings make you want to be with somebody…as more than friends. Boyfriends break up with you, I just can’t lose my friend”.
He started to make his way around the table towards me. As he approached my chair, he knelt down before me and grabbed my hand. “Baby girl I don’t need to be your boyfriend cuz I already gotchu for life. We gon be good and I promise you that”.
“Okay but what about the woman Donnie. That’s going to complicate things at least for me”.
“Why would I need them when I have decided to take care of another young lady already? Were you not listening to me before”? I didn’t know what to say. I was definitely interested in Donovan’s proposition, but I didn’t want to seem to eager to accept and I also wanted to take a little bit more time to think about it. The fact that I was even considering crossing that line with Donovan was weird to think about.
Donovan wanted an answer right there but I told him I couldn’t give him one immediately if he didn’t want to say no. A part of me was worried that he would retract his offer all together and I’m sure he wanted to. He sat there for only a few minutes, but it seemed to be hours. He sat in silence, processing his thoughts. I could only imagine what he was thinking at the time and hope that he wasn’t too upset with me. I wanted him so bad in that moment. I could think of nothing I wanted to do more than to straddle his lap as he caressed my back, letting his hands roam all over. I wanted him up close to me again so that I could smell the cologne lingering on his neckline. But instead I sat there stone faced waiting for him to start talking to me again.
Donovan stood up, grabbing my wrist, he nearly yanked me out of the chair. He still hadn’t spoken a word and I was started to grow nervous. I was worried about saying the wrong thing so I just followed behind him in silence to wherever it was that he was leading me to. We stopped at a door at the end of his long white hallway. There was a sign on the door that politely read Please do not enter at any time. Thank you. Once inside I understood exactly why Donovan didn’t want to enter this bedroom. It was beautiful, very different from this white living room, this room had a dark color scheme. It gave you the feeling that you were inside someone’s love dungeon with the satin pillowcases, the scent of lavender and vanilla lingering in the air, the massage table and oils. The dark curtains were obviously there to keep the light out on those days you just wanted to sleep in late and the matching bedspread was soft and plush like the kind they use in fancy hotels.
Still without saying a word, Donovan escorted me to the massage table and commanded I take my close off. “What”, I asked in disbelief. I just told this man I needed to think about this before I could give him a yes or a no and here he was demanded I get naked for him. “Not happening my dude so think of something else," I snapped
“Will you relax girl”, he said before continuing. “Do you trust me Cori”?
“Yes”, I responded nervously
“Do you think I would ever disrespect you or do something to hurt you”, he asked again.
“No”, I responded.
He asked me again to see if I was sure and I assured him I trusted him completely. So again he made the command for me to remove my clothes. Unsure of myself, I slowly started to remove the crochet crop top I had been wearing over my maxi dress. I was uncomfortable getting naked in front of Donovan for the first time but I was too curious to stop.
“Don’t be nervous”, he stated as he could sense my apprehension. “It’s just me and you, no need to be nervous.
“But you’ve never seen me naked before Donnie”, I said as I giggled.
“That doesn’t mean anything. I ain’t nobody just Donnie. It’s okay just relax, take as much time as you need”.
I did exactly that took my time. Once my crop top was off and I got the top of my dress around my waist, I began to shift my weight from each leg, twirling the ends of my hair around my finger. Donovan stood up from the seat he had taken to watch me. He walked over in my direction and came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, gently tugging my dress the rest of the way down. I was so nervous, anxiously awaiting what was next to come. I didn't even notice that I had started shaking until Donovan stopped to mention it. He stepped away from me and then spun me around so that were face to face to each other. He examined be for a moment before he made his next move. I think he was trying to make sure that I was okay. We didn't say a word to each other in this moment, enhancing the tension between us.
"I'm okay Donnie," I said finally. "Just keep going. I'm fine I swear." Donovan looked me over once more to ensure that I wasn't just telling him what he wanted to hear. I'm sure he wanted me more than anything in that moment, but it wouldn't have felt the same to him if I was uncomfortable.
I grabbed his hands, wrapping them around me once more as I turned my back to him. At this point I was already naked, accept for my panties still being on. It was too late to turn back and make another choice and I was starting to get a little excited. This was a moment that I only imagined about in head maybe once or twice and I was kind of looking forward to seeing if Donovan could live up to my imagination.
Almost immediately, he began rub over the front of my body, paying extra special attention to my breasts. He would run his hands across my belly, squeezing gently when he got to my sides. Then he would slide his hands up towards my chest, cupping my breasts from the outside then firmly massaging inwards until he reached my nipples. He avoided them the whole time as he continued to rub me down like an expert. He was teasing me with every touch and I felt myself started to warm up.
Donovan moved from his position in front of the massage table, taking me with him as he held onto my wrist. He started walking around to the opposite side of the table while softly pulling me back into a seat position. I was on the edge of the table with my eyes closed, trying to find some sort of stability before I tipped over. The more relaxed I became, the lighter I felt on my feet. It felt as if my body was floating on air with no sign of me returning to the ground. As I waited for Donovan to continue, he moved toward a small stand off to the side of the massage table, where there were a few different bottle sitting on top. The stand also had 3 drawers in the front, but he didn't open them so I had not yet seen their contents.
A moment later, Donovan returned to his standing position behind me and he wasted no time starting right where he left off. He took a grip of my hair, holding on to every strand tightly as if it were a saddle. Next he tugged on my hair gently, letting his hands slide down the 14 or so inches until it came floating back down to it's original place. He then inserted his fingers inside of my hair massaging myself scalp so perfectly and gently pulling on big chucks of hair. I lost my place in reality as my body rocked slightly with every movement Donovan made. My apprehension had completely disappeared, making me ready and willing to do whatever it he Donovan wanted me to do, all he had to do was just say it.
All of a sudden the silence in the room, besides a few of my hushed moans, had finally been broken. Donovan instructed me to lay down on my stomach so that he could move to the next part of my massage. I did what I was told without hesitation and the massage resumed once more.
"How does that feel baby girl," Donovan asked as he gliding his hands firmly up and down my back. It took me a moment to respond being that I was so lost in the blissful moment, it took a second to register what he just asked.
"CORI," Donovan repeated a little louder.
"Huh," I responded once I realized he was speaking to me.
"How is it feeling? You doin' 'ight over there?"
I let out a deep sigh before answering, letting go all of the tension and worry Donovan had been rubbing out of me. "I'm fine Donnie, everything feels perfect. I could honestly fall asleep just like this," I responded.
"Oh yeah," Donovan asked sarcastically "Well you not gon be sleeping just yet ma."
"What does that even mean, I whispered as Donovan continued his massage moving down to my ass and my thighs.
"Just use your imagination," he responded before shifting me slightly on to my right side while he pushed my left leg up in a bent position.I kept my eyes closed as he did this. I was drifting slightly in and out of consciousness anyway. Suddenly I felt something warm and slippery softly gliding over my pussy. I gasped immediately from the shock. I wasn't quite expecting that to happen just yet. I jerked quickly from his touch, but I went limp and my body melted yet again as he continued to tease my clit and massage my clit. He was rubbing it for a little while as the tingling warmth deep within began to build. It seemed that he could tell when I was almost there, because as soon as I felt myself reaching the point of explosion, he slowed down the movement of his hands, directing them to other parts of my pussy. He massaged all over, making sure not one part was left neglected.
I could feel the droplets of moisture drip from deep withing down the inside of my things. Donovan had moved back to my clit at this point, gently, yet firm enough that my breath quickened into heavy pants and my bent leg began to quiver. Just when I thought, I couldn't feel any better than I did in that moment, Donovan slid to fingers, one by one, into my wet opening. My lips started to make a smacking noise as he massaged his fingers in and out of my body. There was a ringing in my ear that started off quiet but grew louder by the second. I started to become lightheaded as that tingling warmth withing me hot hotter. It spread down through my legs and up into my chest. Donovan started to moan softly to himself in satisfaction as I let out a few soft cries. My body was completely in his control and he was well aware of that fact.
"You gon come for me Cory," he asked sweetly. The only reply I could manage was a deep long moan.
"That's as yes, huh," he teased as he continued to play with my pussy, moving his fingers just a little more quickly. "Mmm Cori this pussy is so wet," he complimented. "You got this yet just for me. Oooh," he cooed. "That's it baby girl," he cheered as I began to rotate my hips in sync with his hand movements.
"Oh Donovan," I called out as I felt my leaf quickly approaching.
"Oh Donovan what," he teased. "Oh Donovan what?" There was silence. "You better speak up girl."
"Oh fuck," I screamed.
"C'mon Cori, tell me, are you gonna come for me? C'mon for me please," he said ever so sweetly. "I need to hear you say it."
"OH I'M COM------ I'M COM---------ING! Oh shit." I convulsed on the table as I released all over Donovan's fingers. He licked them clean before grabbing some more oil and rubbing the bottom half of my body softly until I my breath had slowed and my body froze. He was bringing his hands towards my face to hold me in place as he kissed me. Just when he moved in to plant his lips on mine the door bell rang.
Donovan tried to ignore the ringing, but whoever was out there was insistent on getting a response. The ringing became frantic for a few seconds and then it just stopped. He assumed that whoever it was went a way, but all of a sudden there was a woman's voice calling his name from the front of the hallway.
"Donnie Pooh!!!!! Are you home? Where are you baby?' Donovan looked at me immediately. He had so much worry in his eyes. And then he kissed me on my forehead swiftly before mouthing,"I'm sorry." Next thing I knew, he was walking towards the door and then he was gone.
Donovan had backed me into a corner, literally. I hadn’t noticed that I started to back away from him until I backed into the dining room table adjacent to his kitchen. He looked down and smiled at me as I stumbled into the table and I couldn’t even blame him. I had gotten so jumpy since he started this awkward conversation and I was acting really nervous.. His eyes continued to gaze into mine, burning with such an intense passion. Donovan had never looked at me like this before but I knew the look well. After all of the time we’ve spent together I had become all too familiar with Donovan’s ways with the ladies. He used the exact same look when he would look at women he was trying to seduce. Not just any women but the women who threw themselves at his feet shamelessly for one night of bliss with a movie star. He would give this particular look full of lust and desire to the women he wanted to lay with him at night. And he knew the power behind his gaze. He was not ignorant to this fact at all. He got a rush from making a woman melt in his grasp just from this one look.
“Relax baby girl,” he cooed. “Why you actin so damn nervous”, he asked as he tried to suppress his laugh.
Oh he definitely knew what he was doing and he was not ashamed to let it be known. I stuttered a few times trying to respond to him. It was weird to see myself acting like a nervous little girl with a school crush around him when he’s never made me nervous like that before. He was so damn sexy in that moment, I couldn’t seem to understand how I never noticed just how much he could turn me on before.
“I’m good Donnie. I’m just tryna figure out why you all up on me like that,” I managed to reply. I had tried my best to sound tough but Donnie was a seasoned ladies man and I knew he could see right through my front.
He grabbed my hands and brought them to his lips to kiss them before his next response. “Cori can I be like really real with you for a minute”. His tone turned to a more serious one as did his facial expression.
“What else would you be with me if not real Donnie? You’re kinda worrying me with all this weird shit. What’s on your mind man?”
He kept his grasp on my hands and led me to sit down at the table he just had me pressed against. He sat down in the chair in front of me, sitting “Look. I watched you treat that nigga Chris like a king and I know you always say that he treated you good, but he didn’t deserve you”. I gave him an odd look, trying to figure out where he’s going with this speech.
“Don’t look at me funny Cori, just let me finish explaining and I’m sure you’ll understand better. Is that cool?” I gave him a look as if to assure him that I was listening intently until he was done speaking as I nodded my head yes. “Thank you,” he said with a nervous smile.
“What I mean by that”, he continued, “is that he didn’t take the time to care of you like he needed to be doin’. Yeah I know schedules get crazy, trust me I know that. But when you give yourself to someone you give em all of you. I watched you do it, you give all of yourself to people all the time. It’s the craziest thing because I ain’t seen a nigga yet relieve your tension and stress like he should be. And after all you do for these niggas”, he paused for a moment. “I would kill to have a girl hold it now like you do Cori. Shit is crazy”.
“Shut the fuck up”, I said as I erupted in laughter. “Are you serious Donnie? I see you with a different girl every time I see you”.
“Grow up Cori. That don’t mean I can’t or I won’t ever be good to a woman. It’s all about doing it for the right woman”. He started to give me that look of smoldering passion again as he lowered his face closer to mine. His voice was low and deep and sent vibrations running deep through the bit of my stomach. “You settle for less way too much and I think I have exactly what you need”.
“What are you trying to say Donovan”?
“I’m saying…I’m here for you. I’m saying, whatever you need, I’ll handle from here on out for as long as you need. What do you need to feel good because I’ll handle all of it. I felt moisture everywhere. Beads of sweat began to build up on my forehead, underneath my arms felt slippery, the material of my panties suddenly felt damp. I felt moisture everywhere. But I could not respond. The reaction my body was having to Donovan’s words was foreign and confusing. My friend was offering to take care of all of my needs and I was sure he meant every last one.
Chris had been doing promo for his upcoming project and had been out of town for almost two months. He was home two weeks before he decide to break things off. Before that he was spending a lot of time writing and recording. It felt like months since I had been touched. Just a good foot massage or back rub, especially some decent head. Hell I missed just having a body to lay next to and night and a face to wake up to in the morning.
I didn’t want Donovan to know how excited he had just made me honestly because I was embarrassed, but I felt like he could sense it anyway. I slipped from in between him and the table he backed me into. I walked around the table as I tried to collect my thoughts and then I took a seat in one of the matching chairs. “I honestly don’t know what to say to that Donnie. Are we really speaking all of my needs”, I asked playing coy. “Because there are plenty of things I can think of”.
“All of them means all of them”, he snapped back. He had taken a more relaxed position, leaning against his island with his arms crossed. “I’m not playing this game with you Cori. I told you my terms and conditions, there are none. Tell me what you need and I will handle it, it’s that simple ma”. He was aggressive once again, but it wasn’t scary or intimidating instead it turned me on. This was a different Donovan that I had just witnessed from afar, but seeing him like this helped me understand why women allowed him to touch them on the inside so easily.
Despite the physical reaction I was experiencing, I had to remember that we were just friends and there was no way I wanted to ruin that. My boyfriend also just dumped the night before and I knew I wasn’t quite ready to be intimate like that with another man. I took a deep breath and then said, “You know we can’t do that. I just broke up with my famous boyfriend. I can’t turn around and start fucking my famous best friend. And even if that wasn’t an issue I’m not ready for that and we’re friends”. Donovan began to shake his head at my words and even let out a brief chuckle.
“You’re so cute when you panic”, he responded. “I’m not saying we have to do anything you don’t want to do. It’s whatever you say you need baby girl. As for your man, I mean I’m not really thinking about him to be honest. I you hurting right now and that’s why as you’re friend I’m here to take care of you. Our friendship ain’t gon change”.
“How won’t it change? We’re close but that’s another level of close nigga. Feelings deeper than what we have come with that kind of close Donnie”.
“You don’t think what we have is deep,” Donovan asked. He moved from his relaxed position, leaning on his island. Now he was standing upright, the look in his eyes was surprised with slight hurt behind it. It confused me at first but then it all came back to me. Donovan and I shared a drunk night together a year before when Chris was out of town. We didn’t do anything physical however we both opened up and expressed how we really felt about each other and our relationship. I said that I didn’t look at Donovan as more than my friend and I meant it but I did think the world of him and had wondered what if. We told each other that night, no matter who we dated, we would always be constant in each other’s life. He was so attentive and patient and protective and honest and funny. I could literally go on all day. But he could never be more than my best friend because I had thought someone else would be my husband our whole relationship.
“Of course what we have is deep Donovan but you know what I mean those kind of feelings make you want to be with somebody…as more than friends. Boyfriends break up with you, I just can’t lose my friend”.
He started to make his way around the table towards me. As he approached my chair, he knelt down before me and grabbed my hand. “Baby girl I don’t need to be your boyfriend cuz I already gotchu for life. We gon be good and I promise you that”.
“Okay but what about the woman Donnie. That’s going to complicate things at least for me”.
“Why would I need them when I have decided to take care of another young lady already? Were you not listening to me before”? I didn’t know what to say. I was definitely interested in Donovan’s proposition, but I didn’t want to seem to eager to accept and I also wanted to take a little bit more time to think about it. The fact that I was even considering crossing that line with Donovan was weird to think about.
Donovan wanted an answer right there but I told him I couldn’t give him one immediately if he didn’t want to say no. A part of me was worried that he would retract his offer all together and I’m sure he wanted to. He sat there for only a few minutes, but it seemed to be hours. He sat in silence, processing his thoughts. I could only imagine what he was thinking at the time and hope that he wasn’t too upset with me. I wanted him so bad in that moment. I could think of nothing I wanted to do more than to straddle his lap as he caressed my back, letting his hands roam all over. I wanted him up close to me again so that I could smell the cologne lingering on his neckline. But instead I sat there stone faced waiting for him to start talking to me again.
Donovan stood up, grabbing my wrist, he nearly yanked me out of the chair. He still hadn’t spoken a word and I was started to grow nervous. I was worried about saying the wrong thing so I just followed behind him in silence to wherever it was that he was leading me to. We stopped at a door at the end of his long white hallway. There was a sign on the door that politely read Please do not enter at any time. Thank you. Once inside I understood exactly why Donovan didn’t want to enter this bedroom. It was beautiful, very different from this white living room, this room had a dark color scheme. It gave you the feeling that you were inside someone’s love dungeon with the satin pillowcases, the scent of lavender and vanilla lingering in the air, the massage table and oils. The dark curtains were obviously there to keep the light out on those days you just wanted to sleep in late and the matching bedspread was soft and plush like the kind they use in fancy hotels.
Still without saying a word, Donovan escorted me to the massage table and commanded I take my close off. “What”, I asked in disbelief. I just told this man I needed to think about this before I could give him a yes or a no and here he was demanded I get naked for him. “Not happening my dude so think of something else," I snapped
“Will you relax girl”, he said before continuing. “Do you trust me Cori”?
“Yes”, I responded nervously
“Do you think I would ever disrespect you or do something to hurt you”, he asked again.
“No”, I responded.
He asked me again to see if I was sure and I assured him I trusted him completely. So again he made the command for me to remove my clothes. Unsure of myself, I slowly started to remove the crochet crop top I had been wearing over my maxi dress. I was uncomfortable getting naked in front of Donovan for the first time but I was too curious to stop.
“Don’t be nervous”, he stated as he could sense my apprehension. “It’s just me and you, no need to be nervous.
“But you’ve never seen me naked before Donnie”, I said as I giggled.
“That doesn’t mean anything. I ain’t nobody just Donnie. It’s okay just relax, take as much time as you need”.
I did exactly that took my time. Once my crop top was off and I got the top of my dress around my waist, I began to shift my weight from each leg, twirling the ends of my hair around my finger. Donovan stood up from the seat he had taken to watch me. He walked over in my direction and came up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist, gently tugging my dress the rest of the way down. I was so nervous, anxiously awaiting what was next to come. I didn't even notice that I had started shaking until Donovan stopped to mention it. He stepped away from me and then spun me around so that were face to face to each other. He examined be for a moment before he made his next move. I think he was trying to make sure that I was okay. We didn't say a word to each other in this moment, enhancing the tension between us.
"I'm okay Donnie," I said finally. "Just keep going. I'm fine I swear." Donovan looked me over once more to ensure that I wasn't just telling him what he wanted to hear. I'm sure he wanted me more than anything in that moment, but it wouldn't have felt the same to him if I was uncomfortable.
I grabbed his hands, wrapping them around me once more as I turned my back to him. At this point I was already naked, accept for my panties still being on. It was too late to turn back and make another choice and I was starting to get a little excited. This was a moment that I only imagined about in head maybe once or twice and I was kind of looking forward to seeing if Donovan could live up to my imagination.
Almost immediately, he began rub over the front of my body, paying extra special attention to my breasts. He would run his hands across my belly, squeezing gently when he got to my sides. Then he would slide his hands up towards my chest, cupping my breasts from the outside then firmly massaging inwards until he reached my nipples. He avoided them the whole time as he continued to rub me down like an expert. He was teasing me with every touch and I felt myself started to warm up.
Donovan moved from his position in front of the massage table, taking me with him as he held onto my wrist. He started walking around to the opposite side of the table while softly pulling me back into a seat position. I was on the edge of the table with my eyes closed, trying to find some sort of stability before I tipped over. The more relaxed I became, the lighter I felt on my feet. It felt as if my body was floating on air with no sign of me returning to the ground. As I waited for Donovan to continue, he moved toward a small stand off to the side of the massage table, where there were a few different bottle sitting on top. The stand also had 3 drawers in the front, but he didn't open them so I had not yet seen their contents.
A moment later, Donovan returned to his standing position behind me and he wasted no time starting right where he left off. He took a grip of my hair, holding on to every strand tightly as if it were a saddle. Next he tugged on my hair gently, letting his hands slide down the 14 or so inches until it came floating back down to it's original place. He then inserted his fingers inside of my hair massaging myself scalp so perfectly and gently pulling on big chucks of hair. I lost my place in reality as my body rocked slightly with every movement Donovan made. My apprehension had completely disappeared, making me ready and willing to do whatever it he Donovan wanted me to do, all he had to do was just say it.
All of a sudden the silence in the room, besides a few of my hushed moans, had finally been broken. Donovan instructed me to lay down on my stomach so that he could move to the next part of my massage. I did what I was told without hesitation and the massage resumed once more.
"How does that feel baby girl," Donovan asked as he gliding his hands firmly up and down my back. It took me a moment to respond being that I was so lost in the blissful moment, it took a second to register what he just asked.
"CORI," Donovan repeated a little louder.
"Huh," I responded once I realized he was speaking to me.
"How is it feeling? You doin' 'ight over there?"
I let out a deep sigh before answering, letting go all of the tension and worry Donovan had been rubbing out of me. "I'm fine Donnie, everything feels perfect. I could honestly fall asleep just like this," I responded.
"Oh yeah," Donovan asked sarcastically "Well you not gon be sleeping just yet ma."
"What does that even mean, I whispered as Donovan continued his massage moving down to my ass and my thighs.
"Just use your imagination," he responded before shifting me slightly on to my right side while he pushed my left leg up in a bent position.I kept my eyes closed as he did this. I was drifting slightly in and out of consciousness anyway. Suddenly I felt something warm and slippery softly gliding over my pussy. I gasped immediately from the shock. I wasn't quite expecting that to happen just yet. I jerked quickly from his touch, but I went limp and my body melted yet again as he continued to tease my clit and massage my clit. He was rubbing it for a little while as the tingling warmth deep within began to build. It seemed that he could tell when I was almost there, because as soon as I felt myself reaching the point of explosion, he slowed down the movement of his hands, directing them to other parts of my pussy. He massaged all over, making sure not one part was left neglected.
I could feel the droplets of moisture drip from deep withing down the inside of my things. Donovan had moved back to my clit at this point, gently, yet firm enough that my breath quickened into heavy pants and my bent leg began to quiver. Just when I thought, I couldn't feel any better than I did in that moment, Donovan slid to fingers, one by one, into my wet opening. My lips started to make a smacking noise as he massaged his fingers in and out of my body. There was a ringing in my ear that started off quiet but grew louder by the second. I started to become lightheaded as that tingling warmth withing me hot hotter. It spread down through my legs and up into my chest. Donovan started to moan softly to himself in satisfaction as I let out a few soft cries. My body was completely in his control and he was well aware of that fact.
"You gon come for me Cory," he asked sweetly. The only reply I could manage was a deep long moan.
"That's as yes, huh," he teased as he continued to play with my pussy, moving his fingers just a little more quickly. "Mmm Cori this pussy is so wet," he complimented. "You got this yet just for me. Oooh," he cooed. "That's it baby girl," he cheered as I began to rotate my hips in sync with his hand movements.
"Oh Donovan," I called out as I felt my leaf quickly approaching.
"Oh Donovan what," he teased. "Oh Donovan what?" There was silence. "You better speak up girl."
"Oh fuck," I screamed.
"C'mon Cori, tell me, are you gonna come for me? C'mon for me please," he said ever so sweetly. "I need to hear you say it."
"OH I'M COM------ I'M COM---------ING! Oh shit." I convulsed on the table as I released all over Donovan's fingers. He licked them clean before grabbing some more oil and rubbing the bottom half of my body softly until I my breath had slowed and my body froze. He was bringing his hands towards my face to hold me in place as he kissed me. Just when he moved in to plant his lips on mine the door bell rang.
Donovan tried to ignore the ringing, but whoever was out there was insistent on getting a response. The ringing became frantic for a few seconds and then it just stopped. He assumed that whoever it was went a way, but all of a sudden there was a woman's voice calling his name from the front of the hallway.
"Donnie Pooh!!!!! Are you home? Where are you baby?' Donovan looked at me immediately. He had so much worry in his eyes. And then he kissed me on my forehead swiftly before mouthing,"I'm sorry." Next thing I knew, he was walking towards the door and then he was gone.
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