Thorned Figures

Chapter 15

An there's nothing better than enjoying a bath while music is playing.

An right after that, I'm in the kitchen in search of the gelato and all the other sweetness he bought me.

I packed a bit of them all on a platter and brought them to the living room.

Crackers, marshmallows, apple slices, pretzels, melted white and milk chocolate, grapes, raspberries, blueberries, chocolate chip cookies, and donuts.

I had plenty of donuts. Jelly filled, french cruller, cinnamon twist, glazed twist, coconut covered, croissant donut and donut holes.

In addition to that, I had a chilled bottle of Rosé with a small glass this time.

Listening to Banana by Jada kingdom.

There was no banana here after all.

"...Cyaw tek the bagga chatting. You know what I been lacking. Running it pah me like Beijing, try nuh tek this fih play ting." I stoop around on the carpet making little sandwiches then start to twerk.

I'll enjoy everything I can before this man realizes how country I am.

He can take me away from home, but I'll always be like this when I'm in the mood.

"Love when eh circumcise enuh. Peel it off, a suh mih like it..."

He's thinking about marriage.

Marriage before sex, but will it be worth it.

"Wah fih ride it off nightly, yah..."

Will it though?

Suppose he has a problem down there?

Men lack in some areas.

He'll be so busy.

When I want to orgasm, will he leave when he gets a call?

"Slide it right up inside mih, yah..."

Suppose he can gain as much riches but lacks in package?

That got me curious.

I know it can raise and get hard, but I can't tell the size.

I know it can be hard for sometime, but for how long?

"Hand slap up mih batty, yah de man mih call yuh papi..."

Despite all theses thoughts, I don't think it's really necessary.

I get real horny for him.

Next to him.

Touching him.

Kissing him.

Sitting on him.

Talking to him.

Thinking of him.

Staring at him.

Smelling him.

Dreaming of him.

Even when I'm away from him.

Now as I think of it, I might be a little obsessed because I'm so attracted to him that I'll give up.

I'm okay with marrying him, because he wants it.

I'm willing to give him what he needs.

I'm here aren't I.

I'm across the world with him and plans on doing all these traveling if he wants me to. With all this luxurious benefits of course.

With marriage comes sex and sex bring babies...

The music fades and I put the chocolate covered spoon in my mouth.