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  “MONET!” I said.

  Except his hand shake. Did I tell ya’ll I was in love… yeah I think I did.

  I was so used to thinking with my pussy that she was trying to come out of retirement.

  We were glued to each other the rest of the night he was there with a few friends, and his sister Stasha.

  She was just as cool as him. I don't remember genuinely having fun with a group of people like this in a long time.

  My pussy was aching, but I knew when the party was over I was going home alone.

  Daze tried so hard to join me, but I stayed strong and left alone. I was done hurting people

  Oh, but trust me I didn't sleep a wink thinking about him, his smile and his scent is burned in my brain.

  At ten I get a text asking was I hungry. I smiled because I knew it was Shawn Daze the man of my dreams.

  I allowed a few minutes to go past before responding. I didn't wait for his response. I jumped out the bed, and went straight to the shower. I rushed so much I brushed my teeth in the shower.

  Once I was finished I hurried out to check my phone he wanted to know my address.

  I put on a pair of jeans and a Pink hoodie. I had just put my shoes on when I heard him knocking on the door.

  Butterflies fluttered in my stomach, I was trying to take the automatic smile off the he put on my face.

  I opened the door to him holding two hands full of groceries with the smile. I have been thinking about you all night.

  “Why you looking so confused? When I said breakfast I was talking about you cooking for me.” He said moving past me, walking into my apartment.

  I was stunned, normally I'm the pushy one but he definitely had me beat in that department.

  He took his shoes off, cut the television on and propped his feet on the cocktail table and stared at me.

  “We eating or not? He asked.

  The whole thing was so unreal and so funny at the same time I was impressed though.

  As I walked to the kitchen he jumped off the couch and ran over to me while putting his hands around my waist.

  “I'm playing baby I came to cater to you tell me how you like it, I mean tell me what you want.” He said.

  I took a deep breath trying to get my hormones under control. I been good this far pussy don’t fail me now.

  “What do you have?” I asked.

  “Well I have a little bit of everything because I didn't know what you liked.” He replied.

  I looked through the bags before telling him what I wanted to eat.

  “I would like pancakes and an omelet please.” I said.

  “Your wish is my command just point in the right direction for supplies.” He said.

  No man had ever cooked for me before. I wanted to record this moment to watch it again later.

  Just like last night the conversation was nice, we talked about our families and school.

  This was going on him and his sister second year at the University.

  “Why you only make one plate.” I asked when I notice he only made the one.

  “Oh don’t worry I’m going to eat after I feed you.” He said.

  “Feed me?” I questioned.

  As always he licked his lips.

  “Exactly what I said! He replied.

  Down to the way he cut into my pancake was sexy to me. I could tell by the way he moved around in the kitchen he loved to cook.

  The food was lick you plate amazing, it was the most I ate in a long while.

  He washed out my dish then made his he leaned against the sink, and ate his food.

  Now I know what you're thinking, do I have a kitchen table and chairs, to answer you yes!!

  “So do all your friends get this special treatment?” I questioned

  “Nope just the pink toes.” He replied.

  “Ha ha real cute.” I said.

  “Yeah I know I try to be.” He gloated.

  He finished his food then joined me sitting on top of my counter.

  “Soooooo where yo man at?” He asked.

  “When I find one I’ll let you know.” I said.

  He was staring me down way too much for my comfort he was making me feel uneasy.

  “Can I kiss you Monet?” He asked.

  Again confusing the hell out of me a man has never asked my permission to invade my space.

  I nodded my head yes licking my lips anticipating his lips on mines. After indulging in a kiss it further validated I was in love.

  He got off the counter with me and stood in between my legs, starting our kiss over.

  His hands wandered up, and down my legs back up to my thighs.

  I was lost in the moment frozen by his touch, locked on his lips and mesmerized by his essence.

  It wasn't until he tried to unbutton my pants that I snapped back into reality I grabbed his hand.

  Daze wait… I'm celibate.” I whispered.

  Chapter 12

  “Okay okay already.” Stasha shouted.

  She was tired of me talking about Monet, I can't get her off my mind.

  I never dated a white chic before, never was interested, but she finna be the exception to the rule.

  She's so mysterious it's something about her that leaves me wanting to know more.

  Oh not to mention it's been two months, and she still hasn't come off no pussy.

  I’m digging her so much it doesn’t even matter. We got that long walks, late night talks with you hang up first vibe.

  All that's new and cool but it don't mean a brother hasn’t been trying.

  Monet is one tough cookie to crumble! Tonight I have a candle light dinner planned.

  Stasha my sister came over to help me set the mood. We got wine, candles, rose petals spread throughout the house.

  “Get out your daydreams fool and come help me.” Stasha screamed.

  She seems to forget I’m the big brother which makes me the boss of her not the other way around.

  “What you gonna do when mommy and daddy find out you dating a white girl Daze?” she asked.

  I shrugged my shoulders I know they're going to be upset they always preached about dating outside our race.

  I was down with it honestly until now plus it's so much more to people than color.

  “Nothing I can do Stasha other than respect their opinions, but I will do what's best for me.” I said.

  We both fell silent for a moment, both probably thinking the same thing.

  “Damn why you blow my mood sis? I suppose to be in Romeo mode.” I said.

  “I'm just saying.” She shrugged.

  “You still don’t think it’s something weird about her? I mean no friends, no family nothing.” Stasha said.

  “Just don't seem right to me, hell everybody has a Facebook page.” She said.

  I had enough, Stasha was working my last nerve, she likes Monet, but it was something she didn't trust.

  I wish I would have listened to my sister when she was trying to warn me.

  Monet was on time as always, standing in front of me smiling and holding a bottle of wine.

  “Owwwwww!!! Where the party at!!!!!” She said laughing.

  I maintained my serious face with her keeping my Rico Suave on point.

  I closed the door then waited, when I turned around her hand was over her mouth.

  “When you said dinner I wasn’t expecting this.” She said looking around the house.

  I walked over to kiss her on the lips they were sweet like candy apples.

  I could kiss these lips forever… I want to kiss them forever. Never have I known a love like this.

  I walked over to the table to pull her seat out. She followed with a wide smile on her face.

  “Why you always making me blush Mr. Daze?” She cooed.

  “I’m ya man so that's job right.” I replied,

  “Hmmmm so I got a man now.” She said.

  I bent over and kissed her on the cheek.

  “You know what it is.” I whispered.
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  She returned my touch with an accepting moan, her sound sent vibrations through my body.

  For dinner I made shrimp scampi with a salad, and wine as the beverage.

  Desert was the biggest surprise of all. I had cherries, bananas, strawberries, and whip cream YOU NAME IT! I had on deck.

  Monet

  I excused myself from the table as he started to clear it from dinner, the food was perfect.

  I gave him a kiss not just any kiss, a kiss that said thank you, a lost in the moment kinda kiss.

  No messy tongues just my lips pressed tightly against his type of kiss.

  “Thank you.” I whispered.

  Guilt wouldn't allow me to look him in the eyes, I was stealing time from him.

  We could never have the type of relationship he's interested in this isn't fair to him.

  I should have never allowed this to go on for this long it can't continue.

  “Damn baby you in there taking a shit.” Daze hollered.”

  I laughed hard, I wasn't using the bathroom at all actually.

  I was just standing in the mirror looking at myself something I done very often lately.

  “No!! I’m looking at all my hotness.” I said opening the bathroom door.

  He was standing right at the door on creep mode.

  “You're so weird!!!” I shouted.

  He joined me in the mirror looking at our reflection together, as he wrapped his arm around me.

  “We look good together Monet.” He whispered in my ear.

  My eyes didn't follow his instead they drifted to the floor.

  He turned me around to face him he lifted my head to look him in the eyes.

  “Why you always looking away or looking down when I talk about me and you?” He questioned.

  “I don't.” I lied.

  “You mine right?” He asked.

  “Yes I whispered.” As his lips met mines.

  Daze had me in a daze lol he grabbed me by my hand leading me back to the dining room.

  He cleared the table only leaving the whip cream, and the fruit out for display.

  The lights were off and the only lights were the flicker of the candlelight.

  “I wanna taste you Monet.” He asked.

  “Daze please don't try to talk me out my choice.” I said

  “Come on Monet I just want a little foreplay is that so bad baby?” He asked.

  He started to peel my clothes away then kissed every inch of me as he done so.

  I'm not trying to be dramatic, but it was like a love scene from a movie.

  My hair was blowing from the draft in his apartment, the chill harden my nipples.

  He traced his fingers down the front of my body giving me goose bumps.

  I was lifted from my feet and placed in the center of the table.

  “Lay back baby.” He whispered.

  Once he had me positioned he spread whip cream on both breast.

  He inserted cherries inside of me before covering my vagina with cream.

  Then he placed strawberries, chopped pineapple, and bananas in all the places he covered.

  The table felt so cold on my back I was giggling, and wiggling all over the place.

  “Woman, will you stay still?” He laughed.

  “I'm trying its cold.” I whined.

  He sucked on my inner thigh then went to work eating my pussy.

  “Be a good girl and I’ll clean my plate.” He whispered

  He slowed licked every spot of cream from my pussy.

  When he was done he sucked cherries right out of me.

  He paused to chew every single one of them, by the time the last one was out I was coming.

  “Wooooow just like that.” He gloated.

  I could only cover my face and smile.

  “I don't know what you gone do, I have two full breasts to finish.” He said.

  He played my body like a piano and I loved every moment. I never wanted this night to end.

  Sweet kisses greeted my lips filled with passion.

  Before I knew it he was carrying me into his bedroom, my mouth was saying no, but my body was saying yes.

  “I'm not gonna hurt you baby I promise.” He whispered.

  I closed my eyes to prevent tears from falling “It's me I’m afraid of.” I thought to myself.

  “Get a condom Daze.” I said.

  He hopped from the bed to his dresser and grabbed one.

  Chapter 13

  Daze

  Making love to this woman was everything I imagined than some.

  She's a full blown freak! I lost control and she completely took over.”

  “Now we were fucking.” She moaned riding the life out of me.

  I had to reverse that shit, she had me moaning too loud and calling her name like a bitch nigga.

  I don't know if all white girls were this juicy or have pussy as good as hers.

  She had the perfect arch in her back while I'm digging her out from the back.

  The condom was fucking me up I needed to feel all her gushy on my dick.

  When the time was right I popped it hoping she wouldn’t notice what I done.

  The sex had her in another world.

  Eventually so was I this pussy is nice.

  I flipped her back over and gave her more tongue work.

  When I came up for air I let her taste herself on my lips.

  I put both her legs on my shoulders and fucked her to sleep.

  I was restless thinking about the love we just made.

  She was just as beautiful sleeping, hair all over the place.

  Her face still flushed. When I finally did fall asleep I was awakened by the smell of maple bacon.

  Sleeping beauty was no longer next me. I wrapped the bed sheet around my waist and walked into the kitchen.

  My stomach was growling demanding the scent in the air.

  I was greeted with a kiss on my lips and a glass of orange juice.

  “Good morning to you." I said.

  She was prancing around the kitchen in her panties with no bra like she own the place.

  I set down at the table while she served my breakfast.

  She set on the counter and watched me eat I looked over at her out the corner eye.

  “So you gonna be weird and not join me.” I teased.

  “Ha ha I already ate smarty pants, I’m just watching my man enjoy his meal.” said.

  “How about I enjoy you?” I said.

  I cleared the table and cleaned my second plate.

  She still tasted like the whip cream from last night, even better for good eating.

  Last night settled it for me, Thanksgiving I was showing my woman off to my family.

  We spent every day and every night together from that point on.

  My sister seemed cool with her until she realized how serious things were getting.

  Stasha stayed in my ear about what everyone was going to say we had.

  My sister and I had our first argument as adults and it crushed me, but I have to stand up for what I think is right.

  So the holiday is here and I haven't spoken to my sister in seven days.

  Monet is stressed because she feels like it's all her fault. She’s trying to get out of coming to dinner.

  I'm not having it! I'm not ashamed of Monet so I'm not hiding her from my family flat out.

  Monet

  Why do Daze have to be so stubborn I been trying to cancel on him for dinner.

  Maybe I should’ve just told him the truth that I was really sick.

  I didn't get much sleep last night. I was going back and forth to the bathroom.

  I was vomiting like the girl from the exorcist. It got so bad it was coming out of both ends.

  Hot flashes became my enemy I know this sickness meant more than just the flu.

  With it being Thanksgiving week there's no way I'm getting into the clinic.

  All there is for me to do was wait it out and hopefully I would feel better soon.
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br />   I was afraid to go back to Cincinnati and that had my stomach funky as well.

  Daze

  We arrived at my family's house at 6pm on the dot right on time for dinner.

  I felt bad for dragging Monet out the house she wasn't just blowing me off, she was seriously sick. She could’ve put on all the makeup in the world and it wouldn't have helped her. I could hear kids playing and adults talking, the whole crew was here.

  Nothing could have prepared me for what was coming next.

  After greeting a few lingering family members the woman in the corner catches my eye.

  I must be going crazy cause I see TINA my crazy ex-girlfriend sitting and talking with my sister.

  I pulled Monet closer to me and I walked over to them. Stasha can play games if she wants.

  “What the fuck is she doing here?” I questioned.

  They both looked at me smugly and satisfied with their earth disturbing asses.

  “I invited her.” Stasha said.

  “Well uninvite her.” I demanded.

  “Shawn Daze I know you didn't come in this house without speaking and giving your mother a hug!” My mother said.

  I turned around with a fake smile.

  “Hi mom I'm just getting here I’m sorry.” I said.

  “Well are you going to introduce me to your friend?” She asked.

  I had to laugh to keep from screaming this was starting to feel more like an ambush.

  Monet was just standing there sick and clearly tired of the show.

  “Mom this is my girlfriend Monet.” I said.

  She looked at us ignoring the fact Monet was trying to shake her hand.

  “Let me find your father.” Is all she said while walking away.

  I apologized to Monet and followed my mother. Heads turned as we walked through the house.

  You would think that in this day and age people wouldn't be this way.

  That’s simply not the case in my family and I'm the first to date outside my race.

  My father wasn't pleased, but was not as rude like my mother, his smile changed to a confused expression.

  Monet starting squeezing my hand when I looked over to her she was green.

  “Where's the bathroom.” She muttered.

  My mother wrapped her arms around Monet and showed her the way.