FINAL SNEAK PEEK - PLENTY OF FEELINGS

Hey! Tomorrow, Wynta Tyme returns with POF: Plenty of Feelings, a novella, and we have a sneak peek inside before it goes live!

“I’m glad I can put that smile on your face,” he voiced. I started to fan myself dramatically and climbed onto the stool.

“Whew chile,” I stated. He laughed and finished putting up his groceries. I removed my jean jacket and hoodie to make myself more comfortable. My heart really started beating when he removed his hat and hoodie. That gray v neck looked as if it was painted on his body. I admired the way his muscles in his back flexed as he placed food in his cabinets. My eyes traveled down to his muscular ass. Lawd I was trying hard not to drool. In that moment I thought about what him and I could be. Reese was so damn thoughtful and sweet. He was masculine and shy in his own way. His mannerisms were out of this world. 

I sunk lower onto the island as I continued to admire him. “Dreka you wanna help me dice the vegetables?” Reese asked me.

“Yeah, sure,” I climbed down from the stool and stood next to him. Things went from hot to heated within a few minutes. Expertly, I chopped and diced the vegetables for our lunch as I dutty wined my hips to Mali Music’s latest song Loved by You. The lyrics washed over me and danced along my skin creating goosebumps in its wake.  Strong arms enveloped my waist as hints of sandalwood, oranges, and spice assaulted my nose. My head leaned back against his iron chest as I inhaled his fragrance hungrily like a fat man would devour steak and potatoes.  He held on to me tightly as our bodies did a slow grind to the soft lyrics. His large hands travelled between the meeting of my thighs and slowly my dress creeped higher and higher until he reached my soaking wet mound. 

The feel of someone shaking me pulled me away from my daydream. My very erotic daydream. “You with me?” Reese asked me concerned but there was a twinkle of humor in his eyes.

“Uhhh, yes. Where is your bathroom?” I asked sweetly.

“It’s down the hall and to the right,” he replied.

“Thank you,” I responded and clumsily climbed from the stool. I heard his deep and light chuckle as I walked down the hallway.

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