In The Moment 2

From the top of the tall building, Nairobi spreads out like a sparkling jewel, its lights glittering against the dark canvas of the night sky. The towering NBO sign and tall well lit buildings, illuminated in a kaleidoscope of colors, reach towards the heavens, their windows aglow with the flickering lights of offices and apartments.

The streets below are a blur of movement, the headlights and taillights of cars and buses streaking past like glowing ribbons, while pedestrians scurry along the sidewalks, their forms silhouetted against the bright lights of the storefronts and street lamps.

Despite the city's frenetic energy, there is a peaceful stillness up here, high above the fray. The only sounds are the soft hum of the city below, and the occasional rush of wind as it whips past the building.
As I take in this breathtaking view, I feel a sense of awe and wonder, marveling at the beauty of the city and how at peace and relaxed it feels being away from people and crowds. I could do this everyday.

We've been out here for God knows how long, talked about everything, okay that might be a slight exaggeration but we've talked about lots of stuff. Started with funny jokes, heart to heart, family, relationships and now its turned sexual.

I am drunk, high and horny. I can feel myself making bad decisions today. I have not had sex for almost a year and a half which makes this situation a complete recipe for disaster.

He is a tad bit too close to me, I am pushed back against the wall with no space left for any sort of movement. He's been talking all through can't really hear what he is saying when i'm focusing on his lips. The things i'd want them to do to me, i'd care less about my celibacy pact, right now I just want him inside me.

My brain is fried up right now, pussy throbbing and dripping from my own imagination.
"I need to sit down,"

"Are you okay? Are you cold?"

Cold? boy I'm burning up inside and it all your fault. "No thanks I'm good, just a bit light headed."

"Okay, come sit here, scoot over to my side a bit."

If he could read my thoughts!

"Enjoyed the company so far?" he asks startling me. His voice deep flowing over me in a seductive rhythm.

"Yes , thanks for coming to the rescue," I responded evenly.
I can feel his gaze on me but I keep my focus on the sky. My heart is racing, my stomach quivering , I feel confused and off my game.

He adjusts his sleeves, his arm brushing against mine as he did so, I suck in a deep breath trying to ignore my body's urges. My thoughts are allover the place, I am trying to imagine how his hard body would feel pressed up against mine.

"Are you sleeping with anyone?" His gaze still firmly focused on mine.

"Excuse me?"

" Just out of curiosity," he turns his gaze to the sky, his fingers drawing circles on my palm.

"Why? you want to fuck me?" I ask bursting with laughter.

"Yes," it was firm and so straight forward, he din't even hesitate. "Been thinking about it from the time I saw you at the counter,"

"Oh! really, is that why you approached me? Just so you can get inside my pants?"

"Well, when you say it like that it sounds pretty incriminating don't you think?" he turns to face me " I prefer using a sentence like i found you disturbingly attractive and i just had to get to know you,"

The sudden ache between my thighs had me tilt so I could maintain the comfortable posture. A ghost of a smile touches his lips , this makes him ten times more attractive. He moves his arm onto my thigh and pulls me in, closer to him, a shiver moves through me , his gaze darkens and his voice lowers intimately.

"I'm loosing my mind with you this close to me," I can feel him behind me, his manhood already hard and pressed against my butt. "Turn around,Tracy" his authoritative voice turns me on even more. God he smells so good. I want him so bad.

His lips brush behind my ears sending chills down my spine, one of his hands is pressed on my waist as he moves in and rubs his erection on my butt, his cock large and thick against my lower back.

"Tell me to stop and I will,"

Panting softly I turn swiftly and he presses his lips on mine, he groans and his mouth is all over mine, I moan as his tongue dips inside tasting me. I move slowly and get on his lap deepening the kiss, he growls and strokes my tongue with lash sides of his own. I am pressed against him, kissing him as hard as I can , trying to burn out my urge.

My skin is dump and too sensitive, my nipples hard, piercing through my silk dress, my clit is throbbing for attention. He tastes like whiskey and raspberry . Delicious. All the emotion and sexual energy that has been writhing around inside me has become too much for me to contain. I lift slightly adjusting myself onto his erection, his groan is the most erotic sound I've ever heard, that's it , I cant wait any longer.

"I need you inside me, " I whisper, my voice crackly. His gaze falls on my cleavage and then lips, he pulls me in and slightly opens the zipper of my dress freeing my breasts. He cups my left slightly twisting my nipples as he takes the other into his mouth and tackles it, smoothly with slight bites and all I can think is I want more.

"This is all for you, I am here to please you," he gently bites my neck. Clutching my breasts to ease the deep ache of my hardened nipples. The pad of his thumb rubs my clitoris in gentle circles, teasing me, sliding a finger slightly inside me.

Everything tightens in my core, tension builds up as he continues with the gentle circles, he thrusts two fingers inside me steadily in a gentle way. My body gives it up I climax with a thready cry my grip tight as I hold onto the hard wood for support my gaze still locked with his. He takes the two fingers that are covered with my come and licks them off.

"Lets take this somewhere more private, I'll need more time to get satisfied. " He says this completely unbothered, as if whatever he's just done is nothing. I'm still in owe, lost deep in my thoughts, I haven't pleased him yet and he doesn't seem to mind at all, he concentrated on my pleasure first, why is this some form of fuel? It makes me want to willingly please him. In this moment, he owns me.


Author: Chelsea Jonnes Pwokah

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