Please excuse ANY errors.

February 14, 1999

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

A loud gasp escaped my fiancée's mouth with horror in her eyes, "you threw my toys away? Those were expensive."

Licking my lips, "no," I snorted. "They're just hidden. You ain't gettin' them back until we get back home either. Both of them. You want to get off? Tell me that. Use your voice." I took a couple of steps back, "come..." I trailed off with a small smirk. "Let's go inside. We just finished eating some fish, so we should definitely go brush our teeth and get ready for bed," I told my fiancée.

Eating fish for dinner is one of the three reasons why I didn't go down on my lady and I have food all in my teeth. I can't do her like that. Another reason is that while I am upset, I do want to figure out the ways I can improve. Though, I still believe Tia is somewhat fucking with me. The last reason is that even though our hormones get out of control the most when we're vacationing, I don't want the whole day to be hormonal-based. I picked the dishes up, blowing the candlelight out. As Tia walked ahead of me, my eyes traveled down her backside. I snatched the door open and held it with my foot as she entered the house.

"So... Did you enjoy the day so far?"

"It was okay," Tia replied sweetly.

Okay as in not so great or okay as in today was a great day?

Then she continued to speak. "Very romantic scenery, the food, the decorated car, and not to mention the award show. I loved it."

"Oh, okay," I smiled after she confirmed what she meant.

"I've got something in store for you too," she spoke with one shoulder risen to her chin and a smile plastered across her face.

"For me?"

"Yes, love."

"I wonder what could it be..." I trailed off, then we continued to walk, but now side by side.

We both put the food and dishes away.

"You did all of that and ain't even eat all of your food," I shook my head, laughing.

"Oh, well," Tia said grabbing her plate. "You're staying out here or what?" Tia asked looking at me still standing in the same place.

"I'm comin'," I said finally walking forward. "You tired though, right?" I asked Tia.

"Yeah, I'm so sleepy," Tia sighed as I opened the door of the fridge putting away the pitcher.

"Figured, hopefully we'll do more tomorrow or rest."

"I still want to get in the Jacuzzi bathtub, but after that, if I don't get any sleep, I may fall out," Tia said laughing.

"Me too, but you got to be exhausted because you were already doing too much before it was time," I told her laughing.

"Never that. I was doing what I needed to do," Tia replied.

"Yeah, both of our statements are valid. You did what you needed to do and then some," I halfway agreed. "I guess we'll finish other plans tomorrow. Hey, at least it'd give us something else to do."

"I want to see my niece and nephew. I miss them so much," Tia poked out her bottom lip out. "I'm going one of these days since we're near."

"Alright," I shrugged. "I kind of miss them too though. Right along with DJ's badass." I spoke while putting up some food that I forgot to put away earlier before dinner.

"Yeah..." Tia trailed off with a smile. "Aht, please wash your hands before touching that," Tia said at the sink washing her hands.

Snapping my fingers, I replied, "you're right." I walked to the sink and began washing my hands.

"Everything I do, you're behind me," she turned her head to me, chuckling.

"That's the way things should be," I replied, staying in place and grabbing the paper towels. "Metaphorically speaking, if I ain't beside you, then I'm behind you," I kissed her neck. "Know what I'm sayin'?"

"I do," Tia replied and I moved from behind her. "But- whatever," she shrugged.

"So, I brought the engagement tape. You've never seen it if I'm correct?" I moved away which allowed her to move freely.

"I haven't," Tia replied from the fridge, she already speaks extremely low most times, but I could barely hear her.

"Correct, so there's definitely more to it than the proposal than me proposing. There's an entire section before and I thought it'd be nice to watch it on this so-called vacation."

"That's fine," Tia replied, rearranging the fridge. For what? I don't even know because there's plenty of room inside. That's that OCD shit. "Just not today unless we're going to be in the Jacuzzi tub while watching it because I'm exhausted and I want to be attentive to every detail."

"We?" I asked her. "You want me inside too?" Tia turned to me with raised eyebrows. "The tub," I added.

"I mean, sure," Tia replied, then continued doing what she was doing.

"Me and you in a jacuzzi tub with no clothes on? You ain't scared of yourself?" I asked Tia jokingly as I finished putting food away in the fridge as she continuously rearranged it. "You were literally talkin' about us not showering together..."

"WE don't have to be naked. Just me, babe. You could even put more clothes on, but I'll be butt naked."

She finished with the fridge and went to wash her hands again. I know I met her that she was this way, but damn... My fiancée takes multiple showers a day, depending on how much she leaves her house, my house, or wherever she's staying. This woman took three showers today and she didn't stink or anything so... Why? I mean, I know why, but still...

Tia walked backward until her back hit the counter. "So... you never finished your story."

I cleared my throat, "pardon me?"

"The last thing you said- well, you didn't even finish that sentence, but it left off with me against the steering wheel and you pulling down my bra straps. How does the story end?"

I squinted at her, "you were adding actions that were supposed to be in my fantasy. So maybe you should tell me?" I stood in front of her, looking down at her.

Tia reached up to my face, playing in my goatee. "I want YOU to tell ME what happens next."

Moving my body closer to hers, I lifted her arm in the air by grabbing her hand, before turning her body to where it's bent over the counter. I grabbed her waist with my other hand and continued to move closer until I was pressed up against her. My eyes traveled down her lingerie and her arched but upright back. She grabbed the side of my face, pulling it closer to the side of her, pecking my jaw.

Letting go of her other hand, I moved it to her neck, squeezing and moving over more. My hand slid down into her panties and my index and ring finger spread her moist slit, but my fingers slipped on account of how wet that pussy still is. When my hand finally settled, my middle and index fingers met her clit. I just pressed my fingers against it, feeling her nub thump against it. The fabric is still covered in her juices.

"Ssss," she hissed as I grabbed her earlobe with my lips, spreading her lower one, and gently pushing my fingers into the depths of her slick pussy.

"Shit, you can't be doin' this to me," I whispered, closing my eyes with my forehead against hers, feeling her walls contract around my now sunken index and middle fingers.

Grabbing my face, Tia whispered, "it feels good, doesn't it?" She lifted my chin and whispered, looking back at me. "doesn't it?" At the same time, her pussy tightened even more, squeezing my fingers. Oh, how I wish it was my dick.

"You know your pussy is tight. That shit feels good, baby," I whispered. Then I put some bass in my voice, speaking louder. "And another thing," I squeezed the hand around her neck harder, "don't you ever fuckin' talk to me the way you did out there and think you just gon' get away with that shit." Her vaginal muscles involuntarily clenched. "You hear me?" My voice did not sound as dominating as I'd liked it to sound when I asked the question. Why am I having such a hard time with this? It's unusual.

Tia wrapped her hand around my hand that's currently around her neck, applying more pressure. "Sssshhit..." She moaned as her pussy throbbed uncontrollably.

Groaning, I opened my eyes staring into hers with my bottom lip lodged into my mouth. My eyebrows furrowed as I held the side of her face. I released my bottom lip and Tia took it into her mouth, then released it before pulling me into a nasty kiss. When she pulled back, she hollowed her cheeks around my tongue, swirling the tip of her tongue against mine as if she had another part of my body in her mouth. Then she pecked my lips.

"You know it does," I spoke, answering the question for the second time. "Pussy feels good."

Then she pushed my fingers out with her vaginal muscles. Her hands rested on my chest as she pushed my body back. I pulled my hand from her panties. Talk about pussy control. Tia walked away, shimmying out of her panties. Once they pooled at her feet, Tia bent down to pick them up, displaying her nub and dripping lips.

She stood up, turning to me, biting her lips, holding back an evident smile. "That's what I like to hear. Are you coming with me?" She spoke so casually as if what happened didn't just happen.

With no words, I began walking in her direction.

"Good. Let's go upstairs," Tia said walking backward towards the exit of the kitchen with her heels clicking against the floor, motioning me over with her index finger. "Come please," she spoke before turning back around.

"I'm comin'," I replied, walking towards her. "You're walking fast as hell. I'm over here breaking sweat trying to catch up with you."

Tia stopped, turning to me, just waiting for me to catch up. I caught up and she grabbed my hand. Walked to the bedroom, then the bathroom to brush our teeth. Tia immediately turned on some music upon entering the bedroom.

"Damn, your ass really hate complete silence," I chuckled, applying the toothpaste to my toothbrush.

"Silence can be great, but can become deafening," Tia replied rinsing off her toothbrush.

While brushing my teeth, I walked into the bedroom to turn on the jacuzzi tub warmer, so it could be hot and ready when it's time to get inside of it.

"Tomorrow, we should go to the store and we go our separate ways inside. I get things that you may have never tried and the same goes for you," Tia looked at me. "So?"

"That's cool," I replied with my head tilted back so my toothpaste and saliva wouldn't drip from my mouth.

"No red meat for me though," Tia replied "PLEASE. And no dark or milk chocolate either. You be trying to be funny."

"I got you. Drinks and food right?"

"Yeah, I guess," Tia shrugged. "Five and five maybe."

"Alright, cool," I agreed. "Well, we will always have something to do on this mini vacation other than work."

Tia disappeared out of the bathroom for a little while. I hadn't noticed that she came back until a blinding flash damn near blinded me.

"Tia?" I said opening my eyes again. "Why are you taking photos of me?"

"It's rare that I see you in something such as this. It's nice. It's a picture that we both can look back on," Tia replied taking another photo while shaking the other because it's a polaroid.

"Hand it on over to me, so I can take one of you too," I told her. "It'll be for us both, something we can both look back on."

"Ha, NO!" Tia said laughing, snatching away from me. "Us? It'll be for YOU and YOU only. I'm not slow. I'm not taking a picture with my goodies all out."

"Aye, you takin' photos of me with my goods hangin' all out," I pointed out.

"Donald, you're fully clothed. Everything is hidden. What I have on leaves nothing to the imagination, especially with me wearing no panties," Tia gestured to herself.

"And that's exactly why it's just for the two of us," I said laughing. "But you could've at least taken a picture of me without toothpaste all around my mouth," I grabbed one of the photos, inspecting it.

"Yeah, but the camera has been all the way up here the entire day. There was no way that I was going to walk up all of those darn stairs again with these tall behind heels and have to search through this entire house retracing my steps," Tia replied.

"You could come up out of those now if they're hurting you," I said referring to the heels.

"And I will, except I'm not hurting," Tia placed the camera down.

"Babe, you look good in general, but those legs? Your legs look so damn good," I told her.

"Thanks. You know, you've said that already," Tia chuckled. "I never knew you had a thing for legs."

"Mm, I really don't. It's just something I noticed about you. I've never had a specific body part that I looked for in women. I just knew I didn't want a big woman. You have some nice legs though," I complimented. "Always."

"Working out and wearing heels often helps," she chuckled. "Especially constantly walking up and down stairs in heels. Tones up the legs."

"But your legs definitely don't look better than my shit," I joked, cracking the hell up with Tia.

I'm not in competition with my lady or anything. I'm only in competition with myself and I know that my legs look like chicken legs no matter how much I work out, my ankles especially will remain small. It doesn't even matter how much weight I gain. My weight doesn't distribute throughout my entire body. My weight shows in my face and gut first, never my legs.

"Psych nah!" I said while still laughing with Tia. "Our kids better have your legs."

"Or what?" Tia raised her eyebrows.

"I'm pushin' them back inside for more growth time," I said laughing.

"Oh, my God," Tia's mouth flew open, laughing harder. "They'd be pushed into your sack and not me though, right?" Tia said laughing. "Pregnant balls."

"Ewwwww!" I said laughing. "How the hell did we get here?" I said laughing. "Pregnant balls?"

"Maternity clothes for men, but for their scrotum. Imagine that?" Tia raised her eyebrows.

"I don't even want to," I shook my head at her.

"Do your balls hang low? Do they wobble to the floor? Can you tie them in a knot? Can you tie them in a bow?" Tia sang.

"Damn, walking would be painful."

"Now you understand what many women go through," Tia pointed at me with her toothbrush.

"How the hell would a man walk?" I asked her. "I mean, wouldn't our legs have to shape into an oval or some shit to walk?"

Tia nodded, "extremely bow-legged."

"How would they come out?" I asked her.

"You push them out the same way a woman does," Tia shrugged.

"Why am I even entertaining this?" I said laughing again.

"It's just a what-if conversation."

"Hopefully. You know I'd love my children no matter their features? Right?" I asked her.

"Duhhh, Donald," Tia rolled her eyes.

"Don't get smart," I pointed at her, smirking.

"I'm already there," Tia replied with a smile, then let out a yawn.

"ONLY because you eat your vegetables," I reminded her.

"You're so irritating," Tia said laughing hard, wiping her tears of laughter and the tears from yawning.

"I see you tired as hell," I said after rinsing my toothbrush off, drying it, then putting it away.

I then grabbed my tongue scraper.

Tia responded with, "positive," while scraping her tongue.

Buying a stainless steel tongue scraper has changed our lives. Mouthwash isn't enough. Tongue scrapers really have us waking up with no bad breath if we've used them before we went to sleep. After we finished with our oral hygiene, and our face, we went back into the bedroom where Tia almost immediately grabbed some clothes from a drawer and turned back around.

"What are you doing?" I asked her confused, as I took a seat on the bed.

"Relax, my love," she only turned her head to me to speak, before continuing on her path to the bathroom again.

"About to take another shower? Shit perhaps?" I clapped my hands, laughing.

"Perhaps so... Perhaps not. Wait and see," Tia left.

"I meant perhaps with me. What are you going to do?" I asked my fiancée again.

"Relax on the bed, I'll be back." Tia left, dragging her suitcase behind her.

"Babe, what is this?" I asked her.

"Please follow directions," she replied walking into the bathroom and shutting the door.

"Babe?" I called out again over the music.

"Hold your horses! Damn! Impatient ass."

"Aye, I heard that shit!" I yelled back.

"Good!" She laughed at me.

I sighed again with my eyes in the back of my head. I went all the way to the top of the bed and lay there with a hand behind my head and the other under the pillow, getting comfortable. This woman has me listening to Joe, The Love Scene is playing. It's a dope track and seems to fit some of our actions. I played there for a good twenty-five minutes. A click is what made me direct my eyes away from the ceiling and across the room. A few seconds later, Tia came out wearing a different set of lingerie. This one is a different design in hot pink.

"Months ago you said you would like for me to model my line, so do you like it?" Tia twirled around, posing.

"Oh, shit," I spoke up, sitting up. "I remember that one."

"From?"

"Your store. I went in and peeked not too long ago," I chuckled.

"But you didn't see it on me," she replied. "This is different."

"I mean..."

"Is it not? Should I stop?" She said being genuine and not no funny type shit. "I'll definitely still model this, but alone."

Quickly shaking my head, "No," I replied. "Model away. I asked for this and I still want a show."

"Okay, I'll be right back," she left the room.

"How many are you going to try on?" I asked her, laying back again. "Better be a lot for how long you've had me waiting on this," I said halfway jokingly.

"HUSH, boy. Relax," Tia laughed from the bathroom.

"She can't tell me to relax and calm down when her ass has been fuckin' with me damn near all day," I spoke to myself.

The next set my future wife came out in is a light pink, pure sheer lingerie set.

"Oh, shit," I slowly sat up. "Damn..." I trailed off. "Move your hands," I told her, immediately seeing that she's covering her nipples. Tia dropped her hands. "How come THIS one wasn't the chosen one of the day?"

She twirled, "if it were, you'd definitely feel like I was fucking with you all damn day," she mocked.

"So you heard that? Over the music and from the bathroom? What are you, a vampire?"

"Say it. Out loud."

"A vampire!" I shouted and we started cracking the hell up. "That would actually make you a werewolf."

"Yes! I heard what your slick mouth behind said," she playfully rolled her eyes answering my question. "Then me? When you did what you've done?"

"That's nothing compared to you," I told her.

"I touched you a few times. You mostly did all of the touching, so you did this to yourself," she smiled. "Damn, I look good though," she spoke looking in the mirror.l, feeling on herself. "Okay. I see you, girl. Grown woman body!" Tia twirled her body to face me. "I definitely understand you now, because I'm turning myself on. Does that make me a lesbian?"

"What?" I scoffed, then began to chortle. "Babe, I love you and your outrageous thoughts."

She laughed, "Think about it... I touch myself; a woman. I play with myself; a woman. I turn myself on; a woman. That's a lesbian!" She said laughing, but joking.

"You're riDICulous! You know you like dick and yourself. Although, you ain't ever experienced it," I told her.

"I kid. I kid," she waved her hand out at me, smiling.

My future wife came out a good six more times with different lingerie sets. Some were more risque than others, but she didn't look the slightest bad in none. She looked good, they all fitted her and complimented her completion. With her robe on, Tia climbed onto me, hovering on her hands and knees.

"Did you enjoy the show?" She asked, smiling down at me.

"Definitely."

"Which one was your favorite?" She sat down on my lap.

I sat up, holding her hips. "The light pink, sheer one. It definitely would've been a hit if that shit was white too. Then the white one that you wore for the day. Lastly was the black one. I don't know, but it just made me feel something and nothing was out. Actually, that black one was the sexiest and you were covered. I think it just makes me want to rip it off of you even more. All three are definitely my top three choices."

"Mm, okay. The last one was unexpected, but okay," she nodded, removing my hands before climbing off my body.

I fell back against the bed, relaxing. Movement was caught on the side of me through my peripheral, so I turned to look at her.

"Ooh, the water is the perfect temperature," she said sitting on the edge, swirling her hand in the water, before stepping inside. "Thanks," Tia sat back in the tub, relaxing.

Other than the music and the jacuzzi tub jets, it was quiet. Turning my head again, I looked up at the ceiling, then closed my eyes, halfway relaxed with one arm behind my head and feet flat on the floor.

"Aren't you going to join me?" I heard Tia speak after a good ten minutes.

Sitting up, I opened my eyes to see my fiancée sitting on her knees in the jacuzzi tub, looking over at me.

"Um," I cleared my throat, staring at her, "I still don't think that it's a good idea for the both of us to be in there naked like that," I answered her question.

"Actually, I thought about that, but as I stated earlier, we both don't have to be naked," Tia replied. "You could just take off your shirt or keep that on too. Whatever you decide. Please, come?" She spoke in an even softer tone and motioned me over. "Come for me."

Giving in, I stood up, pulling my shirt over my head. "A'ight, but don't get my nuts pregnant or no shit like that," I pointed to her and she started laughing.

"I can't make any promises," Tia spoke through her laughter.

I walked to the tub, took off my slides, and immediately stepped into the water. I winced, "shit, this water is a little hot."

"I thought the same when I first came inside, but I'm fine now. You'll get used to it," she grabbed my hands. "Come on. Sit back, babe."

Finally sitting down, I sat back against the back of the tub. "Let me adjust to the temperature first."

"Mhm," she nodded, still sitting on her knees, facing me, but now in between my legs. "You're okay?"

I stared at her silently, then answered her question. "Can you like- submerged yourself in the water?" I asked her. "Please?"

Tia crawled closer to me, and then sat on her knees. "What's wrong?" She asked wrapping her arms around my neck. "Do I offend?"

"You KNOW you don't stink. Relax with me," I grabbed one of her hands, placing it on my chest. "Sit back," I told her. "Against your papi as you've been calling me."

Tia turned around, finally sitting on her bottom in a relaxed state against my chest. She let out a drawn-out sigh. Maybe I'm just tripping, but this woman sounds like her reactions to me in bed or wherever we are at the time. Shit, basically she sounds like when My face is between her legs. My fiancée lifted her hand from under the water to grab mine. This tub isn't as deep as I thought it'd be. It's large but not very deep at all. With my other hand, I moved some of the bubbles closer to us to cover her exposed body.

Leaning forward, I rubbed my nose against her skin. I kissed Tia's shoulder and then neck. Just on some chill shit l, but received a small moan which triggered something in me. What did it trigger? The conversation my fiancée and I had during dinner. My eyebrows furrowed and I grabbed the side of her neck, pulling her head back against my shoulder. Fuck all of that chill shit.

Tia gasped, "what?" She asked looking me in the eyes.

"I'm a six?" I asked her again.

Tia smiled, raising her leg, "no."

"So what am I?" I asked her.

"A seven," she replied, sinking her leg into the water. "Why are we engaging in a conversation that I thought we left at the dinner table? I thought you knew the answer?"

"You know I ain't know. Besides, you only lied and gave me an extra point?" I asked her. "Seven is a cop-out. I feel like you're playing it safe, love."

"You sound as silly as you did earlier. You're an even- well an odd seven," Tia replied to me.

"Which is still worse than the last, huh?" I asked my fiancée and she remained silent. "Mm, it's cool. Just tell me how I could improve on my technique," I let go of the side of her neck.

Tia slightly turned her body towards me. "You have to know when to start, slow down, and speed up."

"Elaborate," I replied. "Please."

"Teasing is fine, but it gets to a point that sometimes when you start, it just doesn't feel good because you've waited too long," Tia exhaled. "Sometimes you've already created blue lips by that time."

"Which is why you push me away sometimes?" I asked, listening to what she said.

"Partly."

"Partly?" I asked her, "what are the other parts?"

"The other parts you have nothing to worry about. Now to elaborate on not knowing when to speed up..." She trailed off. "You have to be able to read my body language at the moment. Not just solely based on whatever you have going on. I know it could be difficult, but it's possible."

"How come you've never told me this before?" I asked her.

"I mean, talking about it- sex or sex-related things-," she corrected herself. "It's difficult to speak on such matters with someone else. I mean, sure..." She shrugged, trailing off, "I write scripts, correct, but never do I speak on such things with others. They just follow the script I wrote. There are actions and words. The topic and even the word sex were taboo for me growing up, so I'm still trying to get used to expressing such things. Sex was a curse word, so you could only imagine how things were for me."

"Mm, so that's why I mostly receive gestures from you and not many words until we're in action," I spoke in realization. "Okay. I get it, but-" you will get it next, I chuckled before continuing, "next time try to be open with me about intimacy, whether it's sexual or nonsexual intimacy. I'm open to you and I want to be open with you instead. You already knew most of my answers to those questions. Did you not?"

"Indeed, I did."

"To make things clear, I hit all the right spots with my mouth and hands, right?" I asked her.

"Yeah."

"And the foreplay is great?"

"Everything else is fine, Donald," she chuckled. "You're fine."

"Okay, I'm just askin' because you JUST now tellin' me this. But now I know what to do and what not to do for future references," I nodded with a smile.

"I'm glad to inform you," Tia replied.

"I mean, FINALLY!" I told her, laughing.

"Finally," she repeated softly.

"Damn, I can't believe you'd let me go on being a six," I shook my head.

Tia scoffed, "Donald, I would have said something eventually."

"Eventually is too damn long for me," I replied. "I want you to feel good with me in every aspect. I'm not a half-assed kind of man. I like efficiency."

"You're okay now? Satisfied?" Her eyebrows rose with both short questions.

"I'm okay," I answered the first question she asked me, staring at her. "You are prudish."

Tia gasped, throwing her head back against my shoulder, "oh, my God."

"It's true."

"I guess so. I basically just admitted it with my explanation," Tia sighed aloud as her eyes closed.

"It's just the two of us," I reminded her and she opened her eyes again. Leaning forward she listened intently. "There should be nothin' you're afraid to say or do. We've done some shit together and we're on our way to getting married for Christ's sake."

Tia nodded with understanding before closing her eyes, relaxing the back of her head against my shoulder again. My eyes trailed down her face, neck, shoulders, down her plump breasts, and to her nipples. Her breasts are rising and falling with every breath she takes, her nipples disappearing and reappearing from the now warm and bubbly/wavy water. I've adjusted to the temperature, but as I've stated before, that chill shit flew out the window. I'm still easily stimulated because I never got off and neither did she.

With my fingertips brushing against her arm, I began tickling her neck with my lips by brushing them and my facial hair against her skin. I intensely watched her reaction and felt her skin grow goosebumps. Tia uncrossed her legs and her legs rose until her knees were pointed to the ceiling. I changed direction and began trailing my lips softly up her jawline until I reached the corner of her lips.

Her head turned to the side, kissing my lips slowly but deeply. The longer the kiss, the more her body turned towards mine until our bodies were directly facing one another and Tia sat on my lap. Our kids only broke once and that was so she could turn around completely and get situated on my lap before we started again.

"Wait, I think you were right," Tia stopped mid-kiss.

"About what?" I breathed, catching my breath.

"We shouldn't be in this tub together... Like this," she stated.

"You're forcing it, but if you feel that way too, then I respect it," I replied. "I thought it'd be okay with me being half covered. After all, it was your idea," I chuckled, hiding my disappointment. "Donald was just mindin' his damn business on the bed."

Tia stood up, placing one leg on the outside of mine and the other between my legs. This position alone seems like her words aren't matching her actions. Her pussy is right in my face. I stopped looking straight ahead at her center and looked her in the eyes, squinting.

"Your words don't seem to be matching up with your actions," I spoke up.

"Can you please move forward?"

"Move forward? You're standing directly in front of my face. What am I supposed to do? I thought that you ain't want me to try anything?" I asked her all of these questions. "I don't try and neither should you."

Tia moved back, I moved forward, and she took a seat behind me with me between her legs. Basically, we switched places. Why'd she seem so nervous before we switched places? I'm also questioning why she wanted to switch places in the first place. Tia likes to pretend and I don't know if it's that she wants to take control or it's for other reasons. Maybe the determination in my eyes? But, hey, I'm not going to do anything she doesn't want me to do, so if she wants to wait another day, then so shall it be.

"Are you okay?" I spoke up.

"Yeah, why'd you ask me that?" Tia asked me.

"No reason," I replied, sucking my tongue. "My mouth is getting dry," I chuckled. "I definitely should've drank a little more at dinner."

"Same, I'm a little parched. I'll go get us something to drink," Tia said standing up, I moved my torso forward to give her space to move, which she did. She walked past me.

"You- mm," I closed my mouth.

"What?" Tia swiftly turned to look at me.

"Never mind," I replied.

Tia went to the other side of the tub to grab a towel and wrap it around herself before stepping out of the tub and into her sandals while staring at me. I sat back as she went to the mini fridge to grab something.

"I actually didn't notice that was in here," I spoke aloud.

"The fridge?" Tia asked me.

"Yeah," I said wringing a towel out that I found inside the tub.

"There's orange juice, water, grape soda, and strawberry soda," Tia turned her head to me with her body still turned to the mini-fridge.

"Mm, I don't want anything too sweet, so I'll take water," I replied.

"Water isn't sweet at all," Tia chuckled. "They have so much of that nasty orange juice."

"Don't get jealous. Orange juice is one of the most loved juices in the country," I smiled.

"Yucky!"

"Childish," I stated at her choice of word. "You'd tear an orange up in 2.1 seconds. When it comes to food, you can act like a child," I told her, shaking my head. "I hope that isn't passed down to the next generation."

Tia closed the fridge with three bottles of water in her hands.

"Why'd you get three instead of two? You see someone I don't?" I asked looking around the room. "If anyone else is here with us, give me a sign!" A sudden gust of wind blew the curtains up. "Oh, hell nah!" I shook my head, standing up.

"Sit down, Donald," Tia said setting the bottles down.

"Did you see that?" I pointed at the window.

"Yes, I opened it earlier," she chuckled. "Chill out," she put her tongue in her jaw.

"How come I didn't notice before? It just happened to blow on my command."

"Donald, it's windy. The breeze is stronger near the ocean. Relax," Tia placed her hand on my chest. "I'll go close it."

I sat back down and she went to close the window.

"I wouldn't want the dead spirits from the bodies buried on the beach to come and get you," she cheesed.

"Don't do that. Why did you get three though?" I asked her.

"Because you seem extra parched," she turned, walking back towards me.

"Do I?" I asked rhetorically. "What makes you say that?" I twisted the cap of one of the water bottles, asking a genuine question.

"For some reason, I got that impression," Tia chuckled, taking off her towel.

I smiled, "oh, okay. You just may be correct." I took a few gulps of my water, staring at her, then placed the top on my bottle.

Tia walked away in all her glory, butt ass naked, "I forgot my Vaseline."

"Ayo..." I trailed off, shaking my head. This woman will make me lose my mind like Jack Torrence on The Shining. "Tsssss. This shit ain't right," I mumbled to myself.

"What was that?" Tia asked me from damn near across the room.

"Huh?" I asked her.

Her entire body twisted around after she grabbed what she needed with raised eyebrows. "Mmkay."

She made her way back to me. Tia stepped out of her sandals and into the tub again in her previous position; behind me. I sat back, leaning against her, and her arms wrapped around me. Her hands went deeper into the water. My dick is getting hard as fuck and I think this time I'll end up with blue balls and her hands brushed against it a few times. I grabbed her hands under the water, eyeing her.

"Wh- what you doin'?" I asked my fiancée.

"Looking for the towel. I left it in the water on accident after I washed up and almost had it until you stopped me," Tia replied.

I gave her a look because she knows that wasn't a damn towel.

"I wrung it out," I picked it up from the edge of the tub, handing it to her.

"Don't look at me like I'm crazy," Tia replied, laughing. "Then what'd I just grab?"

"I don't know," I replied acting as clueless as she's trying to pretend to be.

Tia kissed my jaw while dipping the towel in the water. "Mmm."

She grabbed the soap, washed the towel off, then put more soap on it before washing my chest. When she rinsed me off, I had enough.

I sat up, then stood up on my feet. "A'ight, I think it's time to get the fuck out of here," I spoke up and my future wife's eyes immediately stared at my dick standing at attention through my sopping wet boxer briefs. I grabbed her hand, helping her up. "We've been here for a while. Entirely too long. Don't look at me like that."

"We haven't," Tia chuckled. "Let me pull the plug," with her bottom lip lodged into her mouth slyly looked down at me, then bent over to pull the plug, and stood completely up with me.

"Your fingers are pruned," I replied.

"Sir, I was also in a while longer than you were," she chuckled.

I stepped out of the tub and she followed suit while holding my hand. I wrapped a towel around my waist and Tia wrapped one around her body. I put the other on the floor because now there's a lot of water there that came from our bodies. Tia went to the dresser where her lotion was sitting.

I pulled my boxers off with my towel still wrapped around my waist, wrung them out, and hung them over the edge of the tub. I walked over, grabbed my lotion, and went back to the bed to put my lotion on. I finished first because my fiancée began applying body butter to her skin. When Tia was done, she tightened her towel again, turned around, staring back at me.

"C'mere," I motioned for her to come over.

Tia slowly made her way towards me and halted her walk once she was in front of me. She grabbed both of my hands before straddling me and wrapping her arms behind my neck. She relaxed on my lap and then pulled me into a kiss which slowly became deeper. My hands eventually slid down to her waist the deeper our kiss became. Things started to become heated and Tia stood on her knees and slowly pushed me back, against the bed.

I held onto her waist, and scooted us up to the pillows. Relaxed, we continued where we left off. Tia rested her hands on the sides of my head, then sat up. Her bottom lip tucked into her mouth and her hips began grinding against my crotch. Her grinding caused the towel to slip off, leaving my crotch uncovered. Her hips began to rock against mine as my hands guided her movements. Low moans left my mouth.

Tia released her bottom lip, "I trust me, do you?"

She removed her arms from the sides of my head, placing her hands on the top of her towel, before pulling it open and off. She kept her pace up, putting more pressure on me because she didn't have her arms or legs to support her weight. It doesn't hurt because the towel is pretty damp. As she kept her pace, I nodded.

"Hmm?" She mumbled.

I let out a breathy, "of course," I said as my eyes trailed down to her breasts, then looked into her eyes. "Mmhm. I trust you."

She threw her towel across the room and put her hands on the sides of my head as they were prior. She brought her face down, pulling me into a slow kiss, matching the pace of her waist. My hands rubbed up and down her back. Tia pulled away from my lips, lifting into a squatting position, reached under her, grabbed my dick, and stroked it a few times. I lifted my head, giving her nipples the attention they deserved, as I hoisted her up by her booty.

Tia let go of my dick, before reaching behind herself to stroke it. She held the back of my head with her free hand as I constantly moved my mouth from her right and left breasts. She lifted more and let go of my dick, allowing it to stick straight into the air with her hovering over it. Her pussy is merely millimeters away and I felt her juices leak onto my dick. This position allowed me to be more comfortable as I sucked her titties, feeling her nipples harden at the touch of my tongue.

Her mouth fell slightly agape, allowing her moans to freely escape her mouth without being muffled. Letting go of my head, Tia placed her hand on my chest, slightly pushing me back. The saliva that connected me to her breasts, and dropped down onto my stomach. I took it upon myself to follow directions and lay back against the pillow. I looked up into her squinting eyes, then she opened her eyes as they would be regularly.

As she continued to squat over my body, she reached underneath and grabbed my dick. Her juices started to drip onto her wrist as well as my dick. I reached forward, playing with her wet pussy. Then I moved forward, pulling the hood of her clit back, making it stick out more, before rubbing it with my thumb. Tia's upper body fell forward and her lower body almost fell down right on me, but I hurriedly grabbed her hips, keeping her hoisted.

"Whoa, that was close," I chuckled.

"I know. My heart is beating fast," Tia deeply exhaled, standing on her knees with one hand on her chest and the other against mine. "Oh, my God."

"Well, it didn't happen. I got you. Keep goin'," I replied, leaning forward, kissing her again, calming her down.

She caved into the kiss and I felt the beating of her heart slow down. After a while, we got back into the groove of things. Her hands rubbed my chest in shoulders, creating a small barrier. I grabbed my dick, smacking it against her booty, causing Tia to giggle into the kiss. Then I started stroking because I needed some type of relief.

With our lips attached, moving in sync, I was pushed against the bed, which forced me to let go of myself. Tia lifted up, grabbing my dick and slowly behind it with her pussy rubbing against my dick. Tia remained hoisted in the air with the tip of my dick against her clit. She slowly slid her pussy down the back of my dick, guiding it towards my stomach as she ground her hips.

"Oh... Shit..." I moaned out.

Her body slid up again, then down. When she slid up a third time, I grabbed the base of my dick, rubbing my tip against her clit.

"Mm," she paused her movements a while longer, moaning, then slid backward.

This time, she slid midway down my legs before gripping the base of my dick. With a deep arch in her back, she moved her face closer, then stuck her tongue out. She licked up some of her juices and traced a vein on the side of my dick with the tip of her tongue staring deep into my eyes.

"Sssss," I hissed and Tia let out a small giggle.

Once she got to the rim of my mushroom tip, she tapped it against her tongue before taking my tip in. Her tongue swirled around my tip in a counterclockwise motion and her hand began stroking me. I closed my eyes moaning and enjoying the feeling. I, of course, felt her eyes staring up at me. Still holding the base of my dick, she took more of me into her mouth.

"FUCK," I groaned.

My reaction gave her ammo, because she sped up, now going a medium speed. When I opened my eyes, her moans got louder and she was surely staring at me like a lion would with its prey. My legs began to tense up and Tia let go of my dick and entangled our fingers together, palm to palm, not once stopping or slowing her pace. I'm about to cum and there's no need to announce it, partially because I can't.

Right when I started to cum, Tia pulled away fairly quickly. My cum spurted up into the air, landing on my stomach and thighs, but only allowing one long stream to release from my body because she stopped all of her actions. It was one stream, but it was quite a bit. What the hell is this woman doing? I stared at her in disbelief with a clenched jaw and a mug and she stared right on back at me with fierceness. She held my hands tightly in place.

I could really overpower her, remove my hands from her grip, and finish the job myself, but I'll let her do her thing. She likes to tease and I enjoy it about 98% of the time because I always wonder what she's about to do next. My dick started to wag from the intense throbbing and lack of full release. She stared at me without even muttering a single word, but the song that is playing was starting to fade out.

"Come on, T," I finally spoke, trailing off. Tia remained silent. She's been fucking with me since before she left this morning. "Babe, you gon' keep playin' or do what you gon' do? Stop fuckin' playin' with me."

Unfazed by my words, her expression never changed, she still stared at me silently but fiercely. She broke her stare, looking at my dick that was right in front of her face, then back at me again. My dick only slightly softened from my small release. While it isn't very noticeable, I can feel it. Tia leaned forward and began kissing my thighs and around my dick getting my cum on her lips. She stuck her tongue out, licking my cum off of my stomach. With her bottom lip against my tip, my cum dripped from a whistle-sized hole back into my tip, trickling down the rest of my dick.

After moving her legs on the outside of mine, she sat up, gently moving my dick towards my stomach with her pussy and the weight of her body as she slowly slid against the back of my dick. She slid all the way to the tip and paused, tightly holding my hands with my elbows against the bed. Feeling her eyes intensely staring down at me, my eyes traveled back up her body and up to her face.

Tia's lip was tucked into her mouth as her eyes stared down into mine. Her hips slid back. Tia let go of my hands, placing them on my chest instead. When she slid forward again, her eyes closed and she bit her bottom lip in enjoyment. She slid up until my tip was directly below her clit. Her nub stuck out above my tip. Due to how moist she is and with all of the sliding she has done, the honey dripped from her clit and onto the top of my stomach. As her body slid, her breasts slightly bounced. Our moans and groans bounced off of the walls.

I moved her arms to the sides of my head to bring her face closer to mine. She switched to her elbows, leaning down to kiss me with her hips winding. Our lips nastily moved in sync. Getting lost in the kiss, Tia winded her hips too far up, making my dick stick up and away from my stomach. I grabbed more pillows, placing them behind me to prop myself up. Breaking our kiss, I held her hips, hoisting and moving her. She held my dick as I guided her into her previous position.

"Put your hands against the headboard," I whispered up at her.

"Yes, papi," she moaned, sending chills down my spine. Oh, yeah. I know that I will bust quickly, so I need to speed hers up.

My fiancée placed her hands against the headboard one by one, following my directions. Immediately, her hips began to wind, but this time harder. Every time her hips slid forward, I made sure to strum her clit with my thumb, using a mixture of my cum, her saliva, and cream as lube. My other hand slid down past her ass.

With my middle and ring fingers in a hooked position, I slid my fingers into the depths of her walls. Every time she slides her hips back, my fingers sink deeper into her pussy. Opening my mouth, I caught her bouncing breasts and wrapped my mouth around her left nipple. With my tongue swirling, my finger strumming her clit, her constantly sinking down onto my fingers, and my dick gliding between her pussy lips, her senses never got a chance to rest, sending her senses into overdrive. Fuck, that pussy wet as fuck.

"Cum on this dick," I whispered lowly against her breast, then pulled away, leaving it wet. Then switched to her right nipple, humming against it while my tongue began to flick it, sending vibrations throughout her body.

My mouth being away from hers allowed her moans to flow freely.

"Papi, I'm finna cu- I'm finna cum," she panted.

Her body glided against mine and her walls started to contract around my fingers and her clit throbbed harder against my thumb. Her eyebrows also began to furrow, indicating that she was about to come undone all over me. I'm holding myself back, waiting on her because I'm there. Her body began to quake and mine too a few seconds after hers.

Her moaning became louder and mine just became more frequent against her nipple. Tia's hand lifted my chin, forcing me to pull away from her nipple with a pop. She pressed her lips against mine, sloppily kissing me with her tongue rolling against mine.

"Fuuuuuhh-" her body shook, trying to continue her movement so I could finish.

"Cum on this dick!" I demanded as she sped up the pace of her hips and me speeding up the pace of my fingers. The ones in her and the ones rubbing her clit.

Cum shot up my chest as I started to come and that pushed her harder over the edge.

"Oh, my God!" Her love started to squirt all over me.

"Fuck, baby!" I groaned, keeping my pace as I kept cumming.

Tia fell over into the bed, a shaking mess. My fingers never leaving her crevice, I stood on my knees, leaning down, and continued to please her, thrusting my fingers and rubbing her nub. I leaned down rolling her nipples with my tongue as her body splashed mine.

"Yesssss, papi! Yess!" She whimpered. "Mmmmm," her eyes rolled, her hands pushed me away, and her body lifted like she was possessed. Shaking.

I left her alone as I started stroking myself again. "Fuck, Tia," I watched her fat pussy shake with her body.

I'm hard as fuck all over again. I watched her intensely, as her shaking body fell back down onto the bed. Tia shakingly turned to me, on her knees, and got to work. My back hit the bed as she worked her mouth and her mouth only in my dick, getting me to the end.

"I'm cummin', mami," I groaned and she didn't let up. In fact, she sped up her pace, which sped up the process.

I came in her mouth and she kept sucking. "Ohhhhh, shhhhhhittt," I shook, grabbing her head, and trying to push her away. "FUCK!" My body is shaking uncontrollably hard, giving me another one.

Once I peaked, she slowed down, eventually stopping. Tia came up to me, kissing my lips, but I didn't even have the energy to kiss her back. My body shook. She bit only made me cum, but I orgasmed hard. What the fuck? A fucking virgin did that? My future wife? She giggles, watching me. When my body stopped convulsing, I moved my legs from under my back. Remember that I fell the fuck back?

"Damn!" I exhaled. "You recovered fast as fuck!"

"I had to. For you, papi," she smiled down at me. "And I still have room for improvement."

I looked at her like she was crazy. Improvement? My head fell back with my chest still heaving.

"You got me doin' acrobatics and shit," I told her, laughing with my hand covering my eyes. "Fuck!"

She only giggled in return. "That was good."

"I still want to taste your pussy, but I can't even move. Shit, a nigga ain't got no energy," I chuckled.

"What happened to never being too tired to do what I love?" She asked me.

My arm dropped and I looked at her, "well, shit... I guess you proved me wrong- or right? Shit, I can't even think straight."

"THAT was fun. We should do it again sometime," Tia placed her feet on the floor, standing up.

"You say that as if we were just hangin' out in some regular shit. Fucked me up."

"And I'd love to do it again," she pecked my lips and left me on the bed as she headed to the bathroom.

What the ACTUAL fuck?

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