Spa (part 2)

Please read Spa before reading this part to better understand :)

Spa

(Part 2)

 

By: Lexy House

 

Rubbing my eyes, I groaned and stared over at the sweet face of my new lover, Mandisa Lane. Her curly brown hair, mocha skin, and misty grey eyes drove my heart crazy every time she came into view. The name is Lindsay Park. I'm a white, skinny little b***h. Age? You wanna go there? With my long dirty blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes I was a lady killer.

I met Mandisa at a spa down town next to a beauty and hair mall on the end of the block. I went one day, curious as to know just what kind of ladies showed up there. To my surprise there was every shape, size, race and color. Mandy was the first to catch my eye. Her gorgeous sweat glistening skin and bouncy black curls on her head.

Stroking her face, I buried my face into her neck, breathing in her desert scent of sand and wild flowers. She had recently moved from Phoenix, Arizona to down here in Atlantic City, New Jersey. Her eyes moved under her eye lids as she licked her lips and mumbled something disjointed.

I couldn't stop the grin before it came and kissed her jaw gently. Stretching, I met my bare feet to the floor and shivered, retreating them back under the covers. I tangled my bare legs with Mandisa's as I stroked her soft skin, caressing her face. She looked peaceful, undisturbed.

As the morning rays peeked through the blinds, I gently kissed her lips, smiling under it.

"Mandy. Sweetie..." I gently rocked her, "Honey, wake up. The sun is coming up."

Grunting, she turned away, snuggling the pillow beside her. I stared at her backside with a funny face before thinking of a way to wake her lazy (and might I mention: beautiful) a*s out of bed. Kissing her neck, she purred in her sleep, cuddling into my form with her backside. I had just hooked her onto the bait, pulling my body further away, repeating the method until I barely hung onto the side of the bed.

Sliding off onto the wood floor, she twitched, hands frisking the bed to find my skin; but when she failed she finally opened her exotic mist grey eyes to me, meeting her gaze with my own. Half her body shone in the sunlight, the other hidden under the covers of the bed. She rested her head on her arms crossed under her chin.

She arched like a cat as she stretched. The beautiful sound of her coo as her eyes fluttered to stay open. I had woken us up early that morning to shower and have a stroll in the park, but my mate seemed to have the lazies that morning.

"Pynsey it's too early..." She complained, collecting the pillow over her head.

Stroking her backside, I grinned warmly at her nickname for me. "Alright. I guess I'll shower all alone..." I pouted cutely at her once her head popped out at the sound of a shower with me.

"No... A shower sounds great!" She bounced out of bed and into my arms, kissing me gently good morning. "You should've said that first."

"You perverted little angel, "I grinned naughty."Even after last night all you can think about is my body?"

She grinned just the same back. "Can you blame me? Meeoww that body."

We both laughed, basking in the warmth of the early sun, foreheads against each other's. She purred gently, placing her hands above my heart. The stark contrast of our skin. She breathed me in as we made our way into the bedroom bathroom.

"You wash me, I wash you?" She bounced on her toes as I set the water.

"Of course, darling. I wouldn't want it any other way." My smile was genuine.

Her eyes lit up as she bounced more, clapping her hands. Some moments I couldn't help but think how adorable she was yet somehow maintain her sexy looks. My arms wound around her waist as I pulled her into the shower, kissing her jaw gently as I brought her head under the water.

My mouth kept going, even after the attempts to stop them before they were already down her neck. She craned it, cooing and purring with each soft touch.

"You're so good to me," She whispered, fingers trailing down my backside.

My eyes were intent on the water beads as they made their way down her skin, snaking and twisting down her thighs onto the shower floor. Hands gently caressing the soft, small bit of pudge on my lover's tummy she squirmed under my touch, giggling.

I had her arms pinned above her head, feeling her switch us around so I stood under the shower head. I groaned slightly at the hot touch of the water's fingers against my stiff body. I stretched the best I could in the space I had, jumping with a squeak when Mandy's lips kissed just under my breast.

I struggled to find my breath again as I sucked in sharply when her fingers teased it. Biting my lip, I playfully swatted her hand away.

"Now, now, miss touchy. Save that for later. You know we both have work soon." I warned.

"And heaven forbid if either of us is 'sick' today. I feel a cold coming on," She faked a cough, staring at me with large, bambi eyes. 

"Still a no, babe."

She wined, crossing her arms. I swore it was like I was dating a child sometimes.

"Pleaaaase," She begged, puppy dog pouting.

My body shivered involuntarily in response. Purring as I recalled last night, I took a deep breath to calm myself. So amazing. So beautiful. I had to bite my lip to hold back a pleasing moan.

"Alright..." I surrendered reluctantly.

Her eyes lit up again like a Christmas tree. She bounced, clapping her hands. "Yay. I just looove the touch of your skin under my fingertips."

Again, another shiver.

"C'mere you beautiful angel."

Her hands gently tugged my waist to her as we made love for the second time, third time, and even a fourth time that day, exhausting ourselves out till we could no longer stand and the water had ran cold.

 

We had fled to the warm retreat of the bed, the cold water giving us another energy rush for the day without any caffeine. Mandy brushed away the stray hairs from my face as she stared down into my eyes in the approaching dusk light. We had slept the day away together. Yet neither of us felt any guilt.

Both our tummies rumbled in protest of being empty as we separated from a warm kiss, both eyes twinkling. Mandisa ran her fingers through my hair, kissing my forehead before standing to make us a late lunch.

As I watched her go, I started to believe my heart and stomach both flipped at the same time. And I even started to believe I was falling in love.

Author's Note

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