Page 2 of Cookies and Cream
I glide my fingers down the perfect brown skin of her cheek and over her swollen wet lips. Cookie sucks my finger into her mouth, and I grunt. I slide us both down to the floor.
“It’s my turn to taste you.”
I push the tight skirt up around her hips and marvel at the sight in front of me. Cookie’s naked flesh is moist and waiting.
“No panties, huh? What a very naughty girl you are.”
I stick out my tongue and flatten it against her dewy flesh. The taste of vanilla and woman explodes inside my mouth. I lick and taste every inch of her pussy. The moans of pleasure coming from the depths of her soul encourages me to continue my feasting.
“Oh my God. Hell yes!” Cookie screams out as her fingers find their way into my hair.
“Ummm hmmm. You taste like heaven,” I mumble into the soft petals of her lower lips.
When she grips my long hair around her tiny hands and shoves my face into her pussy, I know she’s feeling the ecstasy I wanted her to.
I promised her a nicenastytime and I intend to make good on that promise. She was a challenge that I can’t wait to tame.
“I need you to fuck me. Now!” Cookie is riding my face like a cowgirl at a rodeo while she demands that I fuck her.
I’m not sure how she wants me to fuck her when she has my head in a death grip. But I’ll do the best that I can. I focus on the sexy woman’s clit, firming my tongue as her cries get louder and louder. I want to make sure Cookie is nice and wet because I know I won’t be able to go slow.
“I’m cumming! Shit! Yes, baby!”
Her juices flow onto my tongue, and I lap them up. I’m already obsessed with the sweet taste of her.I know why her name is Cookie because that’s exactly what she tastes like… a sweet treat!
TWO
DATING ADVICE
LAYLA
“I can’t believe you talked me into signing up for this dating site. Lord, I have sunk to an all-time low,” I whine to my best friend.
“Messy Mandy swears by this site. I think that’s how she met her man. But I don’t remember. You know she likes to tell everybody’s business but her own.” Tasha smirks.
I have to agree. I love me some Messy Mandy. She always has the good scoop, and she’s crazy, but I hate when my best friend gets ideas from her. Nothing good can come from taking advice from a gossip column.
“Yeah, well, I’m sure Mandy is luckier than I am when it comes to love. I swear I’m cursed or something.” I heavily exhale my frustration.
I swear, ever since that one-night stand, I’ve been hit with dating duds left and right. I thought I needed to let loose and let go. I needed to throw caution to the wind and get back into the swing of things after my break-up with Vincent.
And boy, did I ever get to swing. That man had me twisted and turned every which way. It’s been six months, and I still can’t get him out of my head. Not to mention, I haven’t had sex since then. And I keep comparing the men I meet tohim.
“Are you listening to me, Layla? You know you’re not cursed just because that idiot Vincent wouldn’t know a good thing if it hit him in his wide-ass head. You are a catch, and a good guy will come along when you least expect it. That’s why you have to put yourself out there.”
“You’re absolutely right, Tash. I know not to let the doubts sneak in on me. Seeing Vincent for the asshole he was is the best thing that could’ve happened to me. I had time to work on myself, and now I’m ready for love. Real love.”
“Good, now I read that you need to be celibate to keep a clear head when dating.” Tasha nods like she just said the most profound thing in existence.
“That won’t be an issue, believe me,” I sadly mumble.
“Head up, buttercup. You got it goin on. Oh, speaking of going… there’s this bar I heard about that has the best French fries in Texas.” Tasha rubs her flat belly and smacks her lips.
“Girl! How do you stay so skinny? We are literally eating lunch right now, and you’re already talking about more food.” I shake my head.
“I have a fast metabolism. Besides, you only live once. And I want to enjoy my food and my man while I’m here on this big ball called earth.”
“Hey, I can’t argue with that.”