Eliza lifted soft eyes up to Adrien, before she continued giving him a blow job. She was sucking dick like it was her only aptitude. He ran his hand through her hair, while she continued as if professionally. She loved giving head, from the positioning of her body between his legs, to the look on the face of the man she was giving it to.
The look on Adrien’s face…
Adrien caressed her hair and face, and looked like he was entering another world—a parallel world where pleasure ruled as she continued her mission. She savored the texture, and the taste of his penis in her mouth. He tasted different than the other men that she was with. He tasted like mmmmm…Adrien, and she loved it. She loved resting her head on his inner thigh, looking up at him before she continued to lick and suck and kiss him.
She loved every bit of it.
Adrien pulled her up by her hair lightly.
He would not let her continue to pleasure him. He pulled her up until they were lip to lip. He licked her lips, and she thought to herself, that he could taste himself on her lips. On the tip of her tongue.
He could taste himself on her.
Eliza closed her eyes–she was all sensation. She could have exploded from the pleasure of him tasting her lips, like she had tasted him. Like they were casual diners, savoring the flavor of each other.
She would miss him when he was gone, and she did not even know when he was coming back if ever.
“When are you going back to Paris,” she questioned languidly later on, tired but her mind racing.
Adrien shifted her to look into his eyes that were lit by the moon.
“In the not too distant future, I have to settle things before I come to New York to live.”
Eliza bolted up, Adrien pulled her close. His face was bemused, and she was not sure what her face was like…
Sabrina looked up into the mirror overhead, and got more and more aroused watching Carole eat her out. Carole held her legs apart, and kissed her inner thighs reverently–she kissed all of her below the waist reverently and licked her equally as reverently. Carole held her backside to brace herself, and get more leverage to assault Sabrina passionately.
Sabrina could not stop staring at the reflection above her, and only closed her eyes when she came so hard she thought that she would pass out. When she opened her eyes again, Carole looked just as reverent between her legs.
Kissed her inner thigh.
Sabrina could taste herself and the sweetness of Carole’s mouth on her lips. It was intoxicating.
When she thought they were going to part from each other, Carole held her closer and would not let go of her. Sabrina did not pull away, she continued to want to be there for her friend. Carole held her fiercely, like she was holding on for dear life.
She held her like Renee had held her, and Sabrina wriggled within her friend’s embrace.
But even if they were not touching, she could look and see what Carole was feeling.
Carole caressed her cheek, and looked in her eyes.
“You know Gui left because of you.” Carole started.
“Me?”
Carole laughed, and kissed Sabrina softly.
“He knew I was coming to New York all of the time, and asking you to come visit because I was in love with you. He knew it before I did.”
Carole pulled Sabrina closer, and kissed her mouth and her throat.
“He was right, I have always been in love with you…”
Eliza felt her cheeks heat when she saw drops of come on the curtains, backlit by the sun.
She woke up slowly, her body was deliciously sore. Her lips felt sensitive when she licked them, because she had blown Adrien like it was her profession, and he had wanted to finish in her while she was by the curtains. The city was still awake as always even that early in the morning, but not as awake when they fucked fast and furious by the window. The thought of the cool glass on her nipples made her want sex again, and she was not even sure her body could manage it.
But she would manage it, if Adrien would oblige her.
Adrien’s body was ready for it at least, she could feel him hard against her even though he was asleep.
She must have fallen back asleep, because Adrien was awake and caressing her breasts, and it was brighter outside than before. With wide open eyes, she moved her hands along the hair on his body. Starting with the sexy stubble on his face, she moved her hand over his chest, stomach and lower…
“You are insatiable!” He exclaimed, his voice hoarse and his French accent heavy.
Eliza smiled.
Sex was nice with him—it always had been. But it was also distracting her from what had happened the night before. The accident, even though it was not terrorism…it still could have been curtains for her, if she had not been tucked into that nook of the sidewalk making out with Adrien. They had practically fucked in that nook–the accident had stopped them. She had been so sponetaneous with him, her sponetaneity with him was what she maybe loved most about them.
And Adrien was transient in her life, unlike the other men in her life. He was like a dream, all the things between them made sense in their bubble if nowhere else.
She tugged between his legs to show him just how insatiable she was.
“I am okay, Gui left me here and I have the room for the rest of the week. He left me some money, but he is on a flight back to Paris…”
“So you are not together anymore?”
Carole shook her head. Her curly long hair bobbed, as she looked at Sabrina.
“No.”
Sabrina held her friend, and remembered both of them talking about how much they loved Gui and Harry respectively. And how awful she would feel if she was not with Harry anymore.
She almost wanted to tell Harry about everything, about how many times she had reinvented herself. About how she sometimes wanted to reinvent herself, and how she had regressed with Renee.
“What are you thinking about?” Carole asked her soberly, and Sabrina shrugged. “You always look like you have the weight of the world on your shoulders.”
“Nothing,” Sabrina reiterated verbally.
“Really?” Carole said, leaning close to her.
Sabrina nodded, as Carole leaned closer and started to smooth her hair about her temples.
This was Carole’s usual breakup routine. Quietly she lamented the man she broke up with, while getting pleasure from Sabrina. She somehow always managed to get to Sabrina, so she could lean in close and have her friend comfort her.
Carole pulled her own dress over her head, and pressed her naked body to Sabrina’s. Sabrina put her arms about her, and Carole kissed her neck knowing that was how to get her going. They kissed, and even though Sabrina was preoccupied she wanted to comfort her friend. Carole kissed her, and slipped her hand under her dress. Sabrina moaned softly–Carole knew all of her hot spots so it was hard for her to resist.
“You are going to be okay sweetie, I promise…” Sabrina said, as Carole pulled her dress over her head and kissed her hard nipples through her bra. Carole undressed both of them hastily, before she kissed Sabrina in earnest.
“This is the part I like about breaking up.” Carole whispered, and kissed Sabrina’s neck and bare nipples. She kissed Sabrina’s stomach, and Sabrina pushed her head down further.
Carole gave her head like no one else, she knew her like no one else too. She knew her as Nusch, Nichy and Sabrina…
…and before.
When she gave her head, she gave head to every part of her. Carole had witnessed the birth of every part of her…
My friend Jade A. Waters is no stranger to my blog, that is because she always raises the bar and inspires me…read and listen below! Jade is now an audiobook narrator! My first dip into the audio world was from Rose Caraway, who has a new blog post telling you about Jade’s journey to becoming a narrator. you can read that here.
Below Jade has given us her poems and samples of her narrating them! Pssst, I like to listen, and I bet you will too!
Hi everyone! I’m thrilled to be back visiting the lovely F. Leonora Solomon, who has always been such a dear heart and supporter of my poetry. That’s why I’m ecstatic she let me swing by today to share my latest poetry news: that it’s gone into the audio world!
Let me start at the beginning, with the A to Z Blogging Challenge that happens every April. For those of you who have never heard of it, the challenge is one in which participants write a blog post each day for the month that corresponds to the letter of the day—and in my case, I’d decided not only that I needed to do something in my poetry practice, but that I needed to connect each lettered poem through a full story in verse.
What came of this was A Love Affair, From A to Z, a bittersweet love story that arced through the alphabet. I posted it each day on my poetry site in episodic form, but later, I wanted to give this narrative in verse more life—as in, I wanted to breathe more life into it, and the best way I saw to do that was to jump on narrating it!
The experience was fun, challenging, liberating, and new…and I loved every second of it. And now, I’m delighted to share a sample of the story in verse here on Leonora’s blog! The clip you’ll hear below is a sample of the story from B to C…but as the story starts with A, you’ll want to read along with the start of the poem to get your bearings.
Here’s the beginning of A Love Affair, From A to Z, with audio:
A Love Affair, From A To Z
Written and Narrated by Jade A. Waters
Always
“Always,”
He tells her,
“Always I will be here, love you, hold you close”
The words are a melody in her ear
The antidote to all she’s known,
The graze of his fingers over her lips
The sweetest touch
She’s been waiting for.
“Always,” she whispers back,
Her heart perched on the edge,
Waiting for him to grasp it
To clutch it close,
To honor it as deeply
As the two of them fall
Into the spell that’s lingered between them
All these hours over drinks,
All these nights they’ve been pretending
All these years they’ve been waiting,
Waiting for this.
Beautiful is how she sees it
How she’s known this, him
The silent love they’ve shared
Is the perfect bar crawl
On the longest evening
Repeated, over and over again.
The laugh that echoes between them
Is the song for all they have yet to say,
So when they begin to crash together
To melt, colliding
Into this love like they’d always known they would,
His lips on hers are honey
His breath in her ear like a rainstorm
Prickling her skin, teasing her lashes
Wrapping her up in the sanctity of what they will be.
His palms slip along the flesh of her back
Her neck, her hips, her thighs
And she is naked now, finally, for him.
Cascading
Cascading
She calls it—
Like the waterfall of love they’ve tried to hold back
With the world’s strongest dam is now
Tumbling, rippling, rolling,
A surge of lust and waves
Capturing them, sweeping them away
Beneath the fiercest moonlight she’s ever seen.
It’s brighter than every moonlight that’s ever shined above them
Waiting for this moment
Like they have all these years.
It’s so different from what they’d expected—
“Our first time wasn’t supposed to be like this,” he says,
And she smiles at the love, at the dreams he’s had as crystal clear as she has
When they slip closer together,
Leather scraping her knees in the back seat of his car
While they kiss so deep
Bodies pressed
Finding each other, again
Finally
Tonight.
*
I loved narrating this story, so I hope you enjoyed hearing it, too. Thanks for reading and listening!
And a special thanks to F. for always encouraging my poetry writing, and for having me over to visit!
Jade A. Waters is a fiction writer, poetess, and voice over artist in California. She is the author and narrator of A Love Affair, From A to Z, and the author of the Lessons In Control trilogy. Her short erotic fiction and poetry has been featured in publications by Cleis Press, Coming Together, Fuse Literary, Cosmopolitan UK, and Stupid Fish Productions, including Best Women’s Erotica of the Year (Vol. 1), Best Erotic Romance of the Year, and Best Women’s Erotica 2014. Her stories have also been narrated on The Kiss Me Quick’s Erotica Podcast. Find out more about Jade on her website at http://jadeawaters.com, or visit her on Twitter and Amazon.
She had had little conviction that it was a terrorist act, but she needed to know. It was equally despicable that it was revealed that the driver had a ridiculously high blood alcohol level, and that in itself was a type of terrorism to her.
“Do you feel better?” Adrien said, pulling her close to him.
She buried her face in his chest, and that was when the tears came. All of her fear and anxiety from the accident poured from her.
And her gratitude.
Adrien had been very responsive to her body, she had needed him to calm her and he had had had no issue with that. He had always been there for her when she was stressed out, and it made him seem like a type of angel to her now that he was always there in her time of need.
She looked at him for a long time, and he looked at her in turn. Eliza studied his eyes, looking at the change in color within and as the light hit them. They darkened, and she knew it was time to stop just looking at him.
He was on top of her in an instant, and that was what she wanted. The weight of him felt sexy and comforting. He was infinitely gentle, wiping and kissing her tears. She smiled, as he kissed her mouth. She wrapped all of her limbs about him, and they were literally one even before he was actually inside of her.
The news was a weird backdrop for their lovemaking, but when they reported they found the driver of the car of the accident…Eliza incidentally came so hard that everything was released from her. She felt free and light of heart.
Her limbs still wrapped about Adrian even after, and he supported every one of them.
“I was scared too, but I wanted to take care of you,” he confessed.
She kissed his cheek–it was her turn to take care of him now.
“Did you find your earrings?” Harry had asked Sabrina when she returned from the hotel where she had searched for them. She had told him that she had lost the earrings, even though she could still see them where she left them in Renee’s room…
Sabrina went back to the hotel, and with what had happened there previously for her, she was practically soaking wet on arrival.
She used the room key that Renee had given her–the manager had stopped her as she was leaving to give it to her the last time. It was late in the evening, and she was not even sure if Renee would be there or not.
She was not.
Sabrina did not mind, even though she hoped that Renee would be there eventually. She pulled off her dress, and got into the bed. The sheets at the hotel felt like cotton sex, and Sabrina spread her legs open and pleasured herself. There was no guarantee that there was going to be any other pleasure in that room for her after all.
The bathroom door opened, and Sabrina laughed as she came. She had not even thought to look in there for her friend. Renee gasped, and Sabrina shot up to cover her mouth. Renee licked Sabrina’s come off of her hand, and got into the bed with her.
Sabrina did not want to talk, she just wanted to be caught up in her alternate reality. She wanted to kiss Renee, and suck on her lower lip like the fruit that it was.
Renee was okay with the silence.
The language of their bodies pressed together was enough, it conveyed enough between them. Renee’s lips lingered by her ear, and she did not say anything—but Sabrina understood. Her fingers on Renee’s hard nipple, Sabrina communicated with the hardness of her nipple juxtaposed to the wetness between both of their legs.
Wetness like a river, the scent of their sex was like a perfume that she wanted to spread all over her body. She dipped finger between Renee’s legs, and spread her come between her own breasts. There was a mirror above Renee’s bed, and Sabrina grabbed her phone. Her arm was over her face, as she snapped a picture.
Because she did not want to forget…She might not come back here again…
Eliza was pretty sure that driving lessons did not include driving on the sidewalk—but where she was with Adrien, in the little nook on the sidewalk where they had tucked into…that nook was the only reason why they were not hit by an out of control car that eventually crashed into a fully glass storefront just down the street.
Adrien pulled her to him. She was startled as she looked up at him and he kissed her temple. Among the chaos at the scene, they walked away. But she kept looking back at the smoking car, and the frantic people running around them on the New York street.
For a moment, she wondered if it had been intentional, the crash, because sadly that was the kind of world that we now lived in.
She was thankful to be able to walk away.
With Adrien.
In his hotel room, he opened his extensive mini bar and opened a small mini of what she was not even sure. She drank it like a shot, her hands were still shaking a lot. When she put the glass down, Adrien pulled her close to him. Kissing her temple over and over again.
“You’re safe…” he said alternately in English and French.
Eliza looked at him with purpose, she did not want to think about the accident, she was not sure that it was intentional. She leaned into him, and kissed him. Adrien’s purpose changed, as his hand slipped between her legs.
She was still wet he would discover, from before when they had been kissing and now. The wild excitement from the accident, it had that weird effect too very possibly…
Suddenly, well not so suddenly, probably more urgently, she wanted Adrien to make her forget about the sudden crash and the smoking car. Frantic people running…
He pulled up her skirt without finesse—she did not desire finesse. He slipped his finger into her, and she could hear the clicking of her own wetness as he did. She unbuttoned her blouse, and stopped to kiss him, chew on his lower lip and lick the hair just below it. When they stopped kissing, his eyes were smoldering which she was sure mirrored hers.
At that moment she was not sure there was any difference from that smoking car they left on the sidewalk…and them…
I am pretty excited to go on with this story, but it occurred to me that it (definitely) might be confusing for some people to recognize that Nichy and Sabrina are the same person. So in the last few weeks, when Sabrina kept talking about her past life…this might not be as obvious to all of my readers what I meant.
The point where the switch happened was between posts Nos. 147 & 148. I invite you to go back and see what happened… Here is No. 147–Rare Fruit for you–and next week? Oh, I will have a new story to tell you!
Nichy got up in the morning, saw his name on her phone and the butterflies in her stomach were let loose. She placed her hand on her stomach, and walked into the bathroom unfazed by her nudity in the full-length mirror.
Miss you.
Her fingers moved over her phone like a demon, as she texted him back how much she missed him. Even though her body still thrummed with her and Tyler’s lovemaking.
But she did miss Drew, she missed him so much. She felt like she physically felt the distance between them—her in New York, and him in London.
Miss you too.
She felt his kiss like if he was in New York, or she was in London. Him holding her so close that she felt squishy down below, because he made her so wet when they were just close. Before he even touched her.
I might come to New York, I have miles too.
Nichy placed her phone on the edge of the sink.
Again her heart was being tugged, everything had been Drew. Now Tyler was back–she could still feel Tyler inside of her, and she pressed her thighs together with the memory.
She was tired of splitting her heart. She had left her life once before because she was afraid of what had happened before. Being Graham’s Nusch in a previous life, and he had found her. She had been in an constant circle of lovers, and she wondered if she could just run away? If she could be somewhere else? Be someone else?
When she picked her phone back up, she saw Gavin’s name on her screen. Nichy was surprised because they were friends of course—they had been so much more—but these days he did not text her a lot.
Miss you…
Nichy stared at his text, and swallowed.
Hey!
She texted him back because she was not sure how he meant he missed her.
She dropped her phone, when Tyler grabbed her, and she watched him kiss her neck in the mirror. Her lids grew heavy, but she was still aroused as she watched him kiss her like a vampire, while he caressed her breasts like a rare fruit.
“You look like a million dollars,” Adrien said to Eliza as they settled into a Japanese restaurant reminiscent of their time doing so in Paris. They had eaten out a lot, and most of the time it was sushi.
Eliza smiled, it had been very surprising to see Adrien. She knew his face instantly, but even as he settled down with his espresso to join her and Sally earlier there was so much about him that she did not remember…or possibly ever had known.
The menu was omakase, and Eliza was relieved that the choices for what they would eat would be the chef’s and not hers. This restaurant had private rooms where customers could eat the menu off of staff. Adrien raised his hand up to decline quickly.
“If I eat sushi off of anyone, I would rather it be you.” He grinned, and squeezed her hand.
Adrien had been her secret like what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, except they were in Paris. Had she ever mentioned him to anyone? She could not recall off the top of her head. He had been her solace when she left Shanghai, and had fallen apart with Oscar.
He had made her feel good in and out of bed, but looking at him always made her want him in bed. She crossed her legs, again and again to bring some comfort to the tightness between her legs. Eliza made it seem casual because she was a lady, as she listened to Adrien tell her about his new life. She knew he was ambitious, and he had made all of his career goals just about come to fruition. What had been him barely affording to feed the two of them before—even though he insisted—was now him with ease trying to spoil her. Impromptu flowers right out of the cafe where they stayed long after Sally left, dinner and then what? He was not pressuring her at all about bed.
And she liked that, made her want it more.
He walked her out of the restaurant, his hand on the small of her back.
“How much longer do I have you for?” He questioned softly in his still very French accent, but stronger English skills than before.
Eliza looked up at him.
“The night is very young, mais oui?”
Eliza had tried to play it off as if it was not a big deal, as if Adrien was just a friend and was not displeased when Sally had to leave at the cafe. Things calmed after her departure, and Eliza was able to just be with Adrien. He was not as much of a flirt with Sally there, but was more so when she left.
Adrien kissed her, and she was taken aback. Not that he kissed her, but at what it felt like. Even more intense than she had remembered. She wrapped her arms about him, and he pushed her gently into a doorway where people would retreat when from sudden rain…
…to rain kisses on her mouth, and press her against the heat of his body.
