Lucy's Boo

Chapter 4

I wake up to the sun beaming through the bay window. The smell of breakfast fills the air, and instantly puts a smile on my face. I sit up in bed and reach for my phone on the nightstand. I look up and see Mario, with his caramel skin and spectacularly sculpted ab work, standing in front of me with a breakfast tray.

“Good morning love” I said with a giddy smile on my face.

“Good morning babe. I hope you are hungry.”

Mario walks over to the side of the bed, while I get myself into position. Last night s*x session was made for porn movies. I was starving.

“Aww! And you didn’t burn it.” I laughed.

“Well, Sasha did help me out before she left this morning. She said she had some errands to run and for you to call her later.”

“I definitely have to come up with a way to thank her for last night. That is something I will never forget.”

Mario places the tray across my lap. There is fruit, covering all colors of the rainbow. I can see the steam rising from my coffee cup. French toast with a light sprinkle of powdered sugar, syrup on the side.

“Baby, this looks amazing. Aren’t you going to eat?”

“I ate my half while I was cooking it. You, enjoy. It’s the least I can do to thank you for the amazing performance from last night. And like you, I will never forget it.”

He leans over and gives me a kiss, licking some of the syrup left on my lips.

“Now don’t you go bragging to your boys about last night. Have them out here jealous and all.” We both snickered together.

“Don’t worry. This will go with me to my grave.”

“Mhmm…we shall see.”

“Now eat. I’ll be in the living room.”

“You don’t have to tell me twice. Out.”

I settle into my spot, savoring every bite of food as I revisit the events of the night before. Who would have thought I had that in me? The idea that I was able to physically allow myself to let go and enjoy the experience: The sweet, soft kisses by Sasha strategically placed on all my hot spots, the expression of pleasure and fulfillment on Mario’s face, the earth shattering orgasms the three of us had together. Just thinking about it sent pulsations to my sore, yet pleased Lucy.

As I sipped the freshly brewed coffee, I gaze out the window, wondering what the future might hold for Mario and me. I mean, this was college. Won’t last forever right?

I can hear him banging in the kitchen. Lord knows this man doesn’t have a domestic bone in his body.

“Ha! Now, he sees what I deal with every day.”

I settle into my spot. The coffee warms my soul, while the sugary taste of French toast gives me an extra boost. The breakfast was the perfect start to another wonderful day.

After a while, Mario comes back into the room.

“How was it?” he asks as he makes his way over to my side of the bed.

“It was just what I needed and absolutely amazing!”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

Mario reaches over me and removes the try from my lap.

“So…”

I look up and Mario is standing there, nothing but fire in his eyes.

Fuck.

“What’s on your mind love?” I know whatever comes out his mouth next isn’t going to be good. Out of nowhere, an instant tingle makes its way down my spine, with vibrations burrowing into the depths of my lady parts.

“So…I was thinking.”

Mario climbs onto the bed. He pulls the covers back, exposing my still naked body. Instantly, I can feel the pooling of wetness between my legs.

“You had such an amazing performance last night.” Mario slowly pushes my legs apart.

What in the world is this man up to??

“I feel like you deserve an award.”

“Oh yeah? Well, I mean…we did show out a little bit.” I giggled.

Mario then grabs me by my ankles, pulling me flat on my back (the last time he started out like this, I couldn’t walk right for a week).

“I keep telling you, that mouth is going to get you in trouble.” He leans over, and plants those juicy, fiery, wet lips on top of mine. I can taste the lingering bits of syrup from the morning’s breakfast.

“That was nice. I know where else you can put those lips.”

I wiggled further down on the bed, better positioning myself underneath him.

“Again, that mouth. Open it before I tell you to and I’m going to put something in it.”

He begins to kiss me my neck. Gently biting along the way. He continues down my chest. His warm hands cupping my breast.

This feels FANTASTIC!!!

The heat of his breath hovers over my left. His tongue making figure eights around my now erect n****e, while at the same time, not neglecting the right, as his hand caresses it. A slight moan escapes from my lips.

“What was that?”

I look down to see Mario looking up at me with devilish eyes. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out. My breasts are being treated like royalty right now and he wants to ask me stupid ass questions. Focus man. FOCUS.

My inability to respond, must have sounded like his own cheering section because I swear his tongue went from a cruise setting to motorboat. I can feel my insides tightening up, and at the same time, allow my juices to begin to run down my inner thigh. He works his way further down, stopping just above my c**t. His lips graze over it ever so gently, sending a buzz down to my toes.

“Looks like someone is ready to play.” And with a sly smile, he grabbed both sides of my hips, slightly raising me off the bed. Before I could adjust myself, a thrust from heaven imploded my insides.

“Ahh” I moaned. My eyes closed shut.

He wastes no time, pounding me like he was slick mad at me for some reason, or felt the need to prove a point. Whatever the reason, the pressure was intense and in full force. His rhythm is maddening. I can’t run. Those biceps have me pinned against him so all I can do is take what he’s giving me.

“Ahh. Ahh. s**t” I sound like I am illiterate. No comprehensible sentences were coming out of my mouth.

“This what you wanted?’ He asked, panting.

“Yes. Hell yesss!!” Voice quivering. Trying not to lose my mind. I finally catch onto his rhythm. It’s like we are dancing to our own love song. He takes my legs and put them on top of his shoulders, never missing a stroke.

I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I can’t let him know he is getting the best of me though. That wouldn’t be the Leo thing to do.

“That’s all you got!?! I know there is more to it than this.” I managed to get out.

Meredith. Girl, why did you just go there? You know this man is about to screw your whole life up.

Mario stopped mid stroke. Beads of sweat glistening on his forehead. His well sculpted chest moving up and down as he catches his breath.

“I told you…your mouth.”

“Open!”

I look up at him. My face clearly saying, “what in the absolute f**k??”

“Open, I said.” His voice deeper and stern.

“Open what??”

“YOUR MOUTH, Meredith!”

I opened my mouth and before I could process what was about to happen, Mario was straddling over my shoulders, and in one swift motion, his splender was down my throat. Not going to lie, I choked a little.

See, Meredith…you know you can’t be talking s**t to this man like that!

I can taste myself all over him. His hand is on the back of my head and he is going to town.

Why is this turning me on more though?? It’s like the flood gates opened from my inner sanctuary.

I have never been the one to be into a guy making me deep throat him like this, but there was something about having him hot, thick, and pulsating in my mouth that flipped a switch inside of me.

Ok. Two can play this game.

I move along with his motions. Back and forth. Alternating between hands and no hands. Jacking and sucking hard enough to make him throw his head back.

Yeah, mother fucker…lets go on this ride.

I take my time, gently pushing him back as I sit up, never losing my connection. As I gain position on my knees, I am again thrown off my game, as he swiftly flips me around, shoves my head into the pillow, and instead of putting it in between glistening lips, he went straight in my ass.

“OH s**t!!”

He wasted no time. He got to tagging my ass like there was no tomorrow.

“Give me that s**t” he growled.

“Take that s**t baby!!”

“Is this what you want?!”

One quick motion, he was in my Lucy. Felt so good, I thought I was going to cry.

“f**k me!! f**k me PLEASE!!”

“I got you baby!!”

Mario grabbed a handful of my hair, wrapped it around his hands. Pulled my face out of the pillow and f****d me senseless. In a matter of seconds, I creamed all over him and myself. I never had my insides cry the way they were at that very moment. The orgasm was endless.

“ohhhhhh….OHHH….I’m about to come” Mario forced out between strokes and his labored breathing

“I want it in my mouth”

“Ahhhh…I’m gonna bust…you want this??”

“Yes!”

He pulled out, I flipped over, and like a volcano erupting hot, white, sweet tasting lava spilled from his d**k into my awaiting mouth and all over my face.

We both collapse. Sweaty, breathing hard, and in a complete state of bliss.

"Hey babe?"

"What's up?" Mario rolled over, pulled me closer to him, our cool bodies giving each other heat.

"Up until this point, I was curious as to where our relationship was going to go. Now, no matter what happens, know that you will forever have a special place in my heart."

I can feel his breathing slowing behind me.

"I love you."

I look behind me. His eyes are closed. Looking so peaceful, I reach back and softly kiss his cheek. I get myself from underneath his arms, just enough for me to grab the covers and reposition myself under him. His heartbeat is like music to my ears. I settle myself in, forgetting about the rest of the day, taking in moments from the last 36 hours.

As I slowly drift off to sleep, my phone begins to vibrate. It's a text message. 

(Irv: Hey Meredith! Can't wait to see you!!)

Shit...

It is now 2pm and Mario is still sound asleep. I make my way out of bed and into the bathroom. I turn on the shower, and as I am getting ready to step in, my phone rings.

It's Sasha.

"Hey girl!!" 

"Hello Love. How are you?"

"I  am great." She sounds rested.

"That's good. I can't thank you enough for coming through last night. It was a very unforgettable experience. I owe you big time!"

Shower still running, I step out of the bathroom and into the foyer area.

"Oh, and thanks for helping with breakfast. Lord knows Mario cant cook to save his life." We both laughed.

"No problem. He seemed like he was struggling a little bit."

"You going to class on Monday right?" Sasha asked.

"That's the plan. What's up?"

I already know it is going to have something to do with her and homework. Instant eye-roll.

"Could you write down the assignments for me? I have to work early, so I'm going to miss lecture."

"Sure. No problem. You should really think about changing your work schedule."

"Yeah...I know. I got to run. I'll call you when I get off." 

"Alright. Don't work too hard."

I hang up the phone and go into the bathroom. I am pretty sure the hot water has run out by now. I let my robe fall to the floor. Opening the shower door, a cloud of steam hits me in the face. I step inside. 

"Yes. Still hot." I whispered to myself. 

I turn my back to the shower head, allowing the hot water to run across my shoulders. So relaxing. I face front. The hot water massages my breast. This has to be the best feeling shower I have had in a long time. I grab my sponge, pour a ton of body wash on it, and begin to wash myself. I take my time. Gently rubbing myself from head to toe, taking special care of my now swollen honey pot. 

What is it about showers that make you want to touch yourself?

I let the water roll off my back, rinsing the lavender scented body wash off my skin. Using my hands, I rub in-shower body oil all over, starting with my breast. I don't know what these bad boys are so sensitive right now, but damn that felt better than it should have. I make my way around my midsection, down my thighs, legs, and arms, finishing on my ass. I then glide my hand between my thighs, taking my time exploring myself. My finger glides across my still aroused c******s, forcing an automatic head tilt in response. 

I begin making small circles, slow and steady. The sensation begins to build. I take that shower head and place it on my special setting. The shower head pulsates on my c**t, bringing my arousal to its peak. I quicken the speed. Faster and faster, ultimately bringing myself to climax.

I let out a quiet moan as my legs quiver under the force of my orgasm. 

I take a second to live in the moment, before I place the shower head back in its place. Another quick rinse and I'm finished.

I turn off the shower and open the door to step out.

I gasped.

"Mario. How long have you been standing there?" There he is, leaned up against the sink with a huge grin on his face.

"Long enough to hear you finish." 

Creep.

"Did you like the show?" I asked as I wrapped that towel around my chest. He walks up to me and kisses me on the forehead.

"I loved it."

'What do you have planned for the rest of the day?" I can hear him splashing water everywhere.

"Me and the guys are going to link up for some pool."

"Aww. That sounds fun."

"What about you?" Mario walks out the bathroom and sits on the side of the bed to finish drying off.

"I'm not sure. Sasha is at work, so I guess that means I should study."

"Nothing wrong with that babe."

I look down at my phone.

(Irv: I got a new piece for you. Can't wait to see you in it.) I must have had an instant look of dread on my face.

"Meredith, everything ok?"

"Oh, yeah. I'm fine. Just a message from one of my classmates. Looks like I will be studying after all."

Mario is fully dressed.

"You are more than welcome to stay. Makes me feel good when I can come home and you are here." 

I toss my phone on the bed as he walks over to me. He wraps his hands around my waist, and I put mine around his neck.

"Well, I need to run home, but if you want me here, then I will come back when I am done. Deal?"

"Deal."

Mario gives me a kiss and heads towards the door.

"I'll text you later."

"Ok love. Have a good time."

No sooner does he walk out the door, my phone rings: Irv.