UNTIL WE MEET

Chapter Five

Goldsman shut the door.

"Will drink refill you?" he was about to.

"Some rest will be fine, " she decided.

"Take a walk with me, " he held her hand.

They began a walk to the door.

"Do you really wanna do this?" his mind climbed.

"What is it you really wanna do to me?" she dared him.

He unlocked and opened. She was amazed.

"Surprised?" he knew her mind was captured.

"I never expected this. What do you have in mind?" she melted.

She went in. He walked behind her and locked the door. She felt the flowers and smelt.

"I am full like I just finished a sumptuous meal, " she turned to him.

He looked on her. She unbuttoned his shirt slowly and submitted her hands on his shoulders.

"I knew I was gonna fall into a trap and that trap is you. I heard your voice, your voice alone I heard released juice in me. I die inside of me to feel you in me. Now that you are standing in front of me, what do you have in mind?" she touched his lips with hers.

"I have you, I have only you in mind. Like the bed is lonely, I long to feel you on me more than feeling, " his feeling climbed to the last step.

She silenced his mouth with kisses and foreplay. They fell on the bed till the sun went down.

"Uh, " she still hunger.

He returned a look on her.

"What?" he smiled.

She laid her palm on his cheek.

"I wish you could last longer than I thought. I am still deeply juicy, " she wanted more.

"You know what to do, " he was not in different mood.

"Of course. I don't need to be told what to do, " she smiled and went down on him.

For another minutes close to an hour, the ride was yet on track. A call from Berg took her off him. She attended to the call.

"Where the hell are you?" Berg sounded harsh.

"Who the hell are you?" her response followed the same manner.

"You should know who is on the phone, dammit, " he shouted.

"I hate to know dumbass. If you can't speak plain, I'm sorry, I can't continue this void conversation, " she threatened to abort the call.

"Samantha, what a crazy girl you are!" he climbed down the tension.

"Oh, crazy? I needed to hear a word more than that. Well, I'm busy at hand. When I have the chance to call you, I will talk to you whenever I am please. I know who you are and what you are. I will call at will. Bye, mother fucker. Today is not your lucky

day to hold the waist of one's mother closer to your waist, " she hung up.

She put off the phone and returned to Goldsman. She lied on him and sucked his n*****s. He was aroused.

"That was him, right?" he stopped her.

"It used to be him. He is not lucky enough to have me. You are the lucky one here. Have me till you are satisfied, " she bid himself continue.

"I prayed to lost my way and find me in you. My bed is decked with your sweet smell. Your fragrance is all of my bed. I touch my body to feel, all I feel is you deeper than my feeling. If I sing for you, lesser words I have to say. If I talk to your ear with my tongue, you will hear me more than words. If my tongue comes to your n*****s,

You will understand me more than holding your hands? " he stamped a kiss on her lips.

"Your words is sugared. The sweetness captured me deeply, " she wrapped on him.

"What trap is this?" he conceived filthy imagination.

"What are you waiting for? Come get some p***y, " she fell on him.

She lowered his head to her breast and positioned his lips to her n****e. The gig played on.

"What a mess! What that lady told me is true about her, " Berg drank from the bottle.

Goldsman fell on the bed breathing heavily.

"I have met ladies but I never meet you before until now deep down in me I had, " he confessed.

"Are you finished yet?" she held him.

"If I was done I would have been satisfied. I don't know how long I need to resist you, the truth I can't hide is, you are irresistible because I hear you calling always. If I should forget everything, not what we have shared because I see your voluptuous breasts more than the vision of prophecy. So tell me, how can I leave?" he laid on her breasts.

She poured some smile.

"You are romantic. I have met men that thought they know how to love and make a woman go crazy on bed, but there is one man I have met that has touched me how and where I desired to be touched, and I would never forget him all my life, " she never felt that way before.

"What is his name?" he pretended.

"Well, his name is Goldsman. He is right here with me, the man who has blown me away, " she voiced.

"I can't tell how relieved I am, " he meant it.

The voice of her laughter climbed.

"Don't tell me someone was about dying, " she waited on his voice.

"It was worth it, " he nodded.

"Assuredly, I hope with you my heart won't bleed again? " she fixed her heart in him.

"I cross my heart and bleed to die, " he promised.

"Die? No. Not now, not later. I'm not done with you, " she never want to loose him.

"It is better to die for a course worth more than to die for a course can't defend, " he told.

They wrapped on each other face to face conversing.