David woke up the next morning to find heaven in his arms. And his cock as hard as a stone pressing on her belly. Felicite' was still sleeping -in fact he'd been awake watching her for over an hour- looking like a well loved angel on his chest. All his life he'd never seen her with a wrinkle, a misplaced button, hair out of place or a stain on her clothing. Her thick hair was tangled and flattened on one side. She had sheet and pillow marks on her cheek and arm.

He was looking at a Felicite' without the pomp and primp. Raw and sated and far more beautiful. He wanted to fuck her as much as possible and chain her to his bed, to gaze at her unvarnished beauty.

And oh how he wished he could slide inside her right now. But he couldn't. He'd already taken her two more times during the night, rutting at her like an animal. His only excuse that he was so overwhelmed with her soft skin, her wonderful hands wandering around his body, those fantastic full lips on his he became numb to his conscious. She was a virgin. Had been until he took her virginity.

He still couldn't believe it. His heart swelled with something he couldn't explain but it made him want to beat against his chest and roar. And it was followed by the tiniest bit of relief she'd never slept with his cousin while they dated briefly in high school. His jaw hardened and once again David wished he could've punched Jeff's face in back then. The only thing that stopped him was Felicite' busting into the room and halting the beating he deserved. And then her tears and crumpled face wrecked them and before she dashed back out and into the throng of other students, he'd instinctively known she believed he was part of the bet too.

Everything changed since then.

Felicite' hummed and her leg ran up and down his leg, bringing him out of the past and into the present.

"Hhhmm. Morning." Her hand rubbed his pec, making it flex from her touch, then wandered lovingly down the grooves of his abs to his erection. She gripped him, squeezed tight before stroking him up and down. Chuckling, she said, "Morning to this too."

"You're killing me Felicite'", David groaned.

"Killing you?" Using her deft fingers, she stroked him from his base to his head, her thumb circling the slit in his head. David's eyes rolled to the back of his head. And before he could stop her, she was straddling over and rocking her hips against his cock. Coating it with her slick, hot heat. "Seems alive to me. Alive and ready to go."

With sheer strength of will David stopped himself from thrusting himself up inside her. Instead he held on to her hips, stopping her movement. His cock twitched painfully, wanting to sink into her warmth as badly as he but with with what little blood that hadn't left his head to his erection, kept him sane enough to know, regretfully, that he was doing the right thing. A stupid thing, if his cock could talk.

Taking drastic measures David rolled Felicite' until she was beneath, her squeals of surprise and breathlessness doing horrible things to his libido. He pinned her arms and legs down while hovering above her. Doing his best to ignore her struggles to take him and his shaft straining and growing bigger to reach her as well, he looked down at her and asked the one question that's been on his mind all night.

"Why didn't you tell me you were a virgin?"

He watched as every muscle in her body clench. She stopped rocking her hips and the desire that was blazing in her fires were banked like spraying water on charcoals.

In a flat monotone voice that didn't sound like her at all, she looked right through him as she said, "All you had to say was you're done with me now. Let me up."

Done with her? Was she insane?

"There's no way in hell I'm done with you," he growled. Her doe eyes widened even more and David sighed in relief that she was truly looking at him. The dead look in her eyes had him scared for a moment. His stomach clenched as he leaned forward and pressed his entire body onto her soft curves.

"You feel what you do to me. You heard my words last night. What makes you think I could ever be done with you?" he asked, not bothering to hide the frustration and desire in his voice.

Her forehead scrunched into the cutest lines he ever saw on a woman's forehead. He ached to kiss it but instead waited while she gathered and hoped to hear her true thoughts.

"I..um," she licked her lips nervously and the groan that rumbled from his chest caused her to shudder beneath him, "thought you might've changed your mind."

"Why?" he demanded, knowing there was more she wasn't saying.

She shrugged. "I don't know." His brow rose in disbelief as if to say her name in warning. "Alright. You were definitely excited to be up in me after taking my virginity. But now morning comes, you obviously weren't interested in morning sex. So thought the novelty of fucking the virgin wore off. That you changed your mind about trying to start something with me because you don't want someone inexperienced."

David was shocked speechless. Last night was the best sex of his life. He'd never wanted a woman more than the one beneath him. She'd ruined him for any other woman. She was so sensual and so damn responsive. By the way she kissed and groped him before he took her, it'd never occurred to him how innocent she was. And an almost thirty year old virgin was unheard of. Of course he was surprised. Then excited as hell afterwards. That didn't mean he planned to walk away from her now that he had his fill.

She stared up at him, defiance and hope warring behind her eyes. Mentally shaking his head for staying silent as he digest what she said, and allowing whatever negative thoughts swirling inside her head to suffer, he cursed, calling himself a dick.

He was right. Thinking with their heads only got them into trouble. It was much better to let their bodies do their thinking for them.

He rocked his hips and hissed as the head of his hardened length slipped inside her core, then pulled out again. It was enough to chase away the doubts but he still wasn't done with the point he was trying to make.

Still holding on to her wrists he asked, "How can you think I don't want you when I'm hard like this."

"Morning wood," she answered, instead it came out as a question rather than the nonchalant statement she meant it to be.

"Know this now Felicite'," he kissed the side of her jaw then the corner of her lips before locking her gaze with his, "I've never been as hard as this. I want you. Badly. I'm a glutton for your body. For the sight of your curves. The softness of your skin. The taste of your mouth, your pussy and your sweat from pleasing your body."

"Then why aren't you doing anything about it. You need to release. And I have nice receptacle aching for you to do so."

David chuckled then kissed her freaky, smart mouth. "Baby you're sore."

"A good kind of sore," she breathed.

"No matter how many times I told myself to give you gentle, I kept losing control. It was your first time and I was hard and fast."

"And I loved it," her hips thrust up and his head slipped inside again, going an inch deeper. The sensation of her heat and arousal surrounding his length and him was driving him insane. If she kept this up his resolve will shatter to dust. David closed his eyes to count to three then pull out. But he couldn't do it. He'd reached the edge of reason.

He wanted her.

He had to have her.

Now.

"Felicite'," he groaned, like a man tortured and seeking relief.

"Alright fine." Felicite' unsheathed him and his eyes flew open to her pouting face. "If you want a break, we'll take a break."

David collapsed on top of her, his head nestled in the crook of her neck. The scent of soap and arousal, coupled with her finally seeing reason, undoing him.

He groaned in frustration. "David? You okay?"

Okay? Hell no he was okay. The woman revved him up faster and harder than any of the women he'd been with. She just had to seduce him with her delectable, sensuous body. He was already up before but after what she just put him through, he was so hard it was bordering on painful. Damn he wanted to take her again. But he had to be the rational one right now. Being rational sucks.

Unless...there was something they can do.

Without a hint of warning, David rolled onto his back until Felicite' was the one hovering above him. Felicite' squealed in surprise then whimpered as he smacked her ads for punishment.

"What was that for?"

"For being a troublemaker." He smacked her ads again earning another whimper. "Now turn around. Give me my morning kiss. And I'll give you yours."

Her eyes lit up and he watched as she followed his orders without hesitation, presenting her beautiful, slick pussy for him. As she took him in her hand, she bent forward, opening herself to him. And as promised with one long, slow swipe of his tongue, she swirled her own over and around his head before taking him deeper.

He groaned in ecstasy and thrusted up until she took him all the way, hitting the back of her throat. Then he gave her as much as she gave him, drenching his mouth and tongue with her juices as he frenched her. Together they spiraled higher and higher, reaching the peak in an explosion of need and want, swallowing and devouring each other, sucking him dry as her muscles clamped around his tongue, until there was nothing left to give.

They came back down depleted. And wrung out. David nipped at her thigh then rubbed her luscious ass. He wondered if Felicite' was a virgin there too. He wanted to ask but the laughter filling the room and sending vibrations to his groin distracted him.

"What's so funny?"

"Nothing. It's just this was a great way to start the day. It's like the best part of waking up is your dick in my mouth."

"Or your sweet pussy in mine."

They both started laughing. David grabbed her thighs, flipped her around -'oomph- and settled in between her thighs.

Her laughter died away. The look of joy and mirth replaced by heat and desire. A small, sensuous smile lifted her lips. "You love doing that don't you?"

"But guess what?" The wattage of her smile suddenly turned so bright it blinded him, he couldn't answer the question even if he tried. David was too busy thinking how he can live and die by that smile. Wishing for daughters who'd have the same smile as the crazy sexy beautiful woman beneath him when everything turned upside down, there positions reversed.

She started down at him, her hands splayed on his chest, breathing hard and triumph radiating out from her. Her breasts swaying, hypnotizing him with there erect nipples, just of of reach of his mouth. They called to him. Everything about this woman called to him. Down to the last cell of his entire being. And his cock which was becoming hard again.

"I can do it too."

God, how did he get to be so lucky?

"It was because of you."

What? David stared up at her confused. He had no idea what she was talking about. The blood rushing from his brain to his groin again was making him stupid.

"I didn't tell you I was"- she shrugged and continued, her palms running up and down his chest and abs- "because it was you. I wanted you."

The fog cleared and his question from earlier popped into his head.

"I've been holding on to my v-card for so long because I was waiting for someone special. Something special. I thought Deshawn, my ex, might've been it. Prepared for it by getting an IUD. Bought something sexy and invited him over."

David didn't speak. He let her talk. But gently caressed her hips with the pad of his thumbs and listened.

"I was prepared for him to be my first..."

Felicite' paused and this time David spoke up, "But?"

"But it felt wrong. I practically broke out in hives when he touched me. Then the night ended with me saying it couldn't' work out. And him calling me a teasing, frigid bitch."

Bastard! David was already thinking of tracking him down and busting him. He was sure he'd find something on him. A guy like that who'd disrespect the fiery woman above him to feel more like a man probably done something worth spending a few nights behind bars. Preferably with a guy named Big Sue.

The softness of her hand on his cheek brought him out of revenge, defend his woman thoughts. He grabbed her hand with his own and laid a kiss in the center of her palm.

"It felt right with you. More right than I ever thought possible."

"It feels right with you too."

"Plus," she said with a wicked grin, rocking her hips against his shaft, "Your dick is way bigger."

Knowing she was trying to lighten the heavy mood from her confession, despite himself David roared with laughter. Pulling her down to him and devouring her lips, he decided not to push her anymore than this. Later he'll ask her for a more exclusive relationship. One where they'll go out to dinner and movies, hang out and double date with friends, invite her to family dinners at his parent's house. For now, he only pushed a little bit when he said against her lips, "I like you Felicite'. You're mine."

The slide of his tongue against was so sweet and intoxicating. He wanted lick and taste and devour every square inch of her. Palming her ribs, he let his thumbs brush the underside of her breasts and pushed her up slightly off his chest. He kissed his way down between the valley of her breasts until he reached the ripe and hardened teat swaying just out of reach of his mouth. He laved the dark areola of her left breast in circles, her moans pleading him to 'hurry' and 'suck' it making him hotter and harder and wanting to sink into her. But no she had to recuperate first. For now he'll bring her pleasure just like this, he thought as his mouth finally reached the succulent budded center.

David raised his head off the bed to pull her nipple into his mouth when, "I hate to interrupt but Felicite' dear I'd love to have you come shopping later today."

David groaned. Felicite''s mouth opened and snapped shut several times in horror and shock, instead of the desire he wanted to see on her face, then scrambled to the head of the bed.His mom, the cockblocker.

David pressed the palm of his hands in frustration onto his eyes until he saw nothing but red. Blinking his eyes open, he glanced at Felicite', the mortification of being caught by his mom in his bed still etched on her face. He hoped she could read the apology in his gaze, then turned toward the door and yelled, "Can you do this later, please mom."

"Alright, alright. I get the picture. But about the shopping-"

"Yes," he blurted then looked over at Felicite' and mouthed 'do you mind?' She nodded, the shock wearing off in degrees. "Yes," he repeated towards the door.

"Good. We'll leave at noon. And are you allergic to anything dear?"

"Shellfish," he yelled. "Now go." He shuffled to the head of the bed and tucked her into his side. She looked up at him and whispered as if she was afraid her mother will join in the conversation if she heard her question, "How'd you know that?"

Before he could answer, his mom said, "Alright. And remember what I said last time," before she finally left.

He was so embarrassed and relieved she was gone he hadn't noticed Felicite' jumping out of the bed, dragging the sheets and wrapping around her, getting away from as fast as she could as if he was some leper.

"Felicite'?" David reached out for her but she moved backwards out of his reach. "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong," she hissed. She pointed towards the door, letting go of the sheet and showed a hint of the breasts he just licked and kissed, before she clutched the sheet and dragged it higher, hiding even more of her smooth, chocolaty skin from him. "What was that your mother was talking about there?"

Baffled David looked at her then the door and tried to remember exactly what his mother had said to set her off. "You talking about the shopping?"

Obviously not the answer she was looking for Felicite' stomped around the room head bent to the floor. She found her panties and shimmied them back on while holding the sheet in place with her neck. Standing up she demanded, "Where are my clothes?", before remembering her dress and bra were discarded on the living room floor, right where his mom saw it.

She stalked towards the bedroom door when his synapsis finally starting firing at what was happening. She was leaving and unless he figured out how to fix whatever that went wrong and get her stop being mad at him, he'd lose her for good.

Before she turned the know and walked out his door, his life, he wrenched her away and wrapped his arms around her sheets and all, holding on as if his entire life, his happiness depended on it.

"Let me go," she growled. She struggled to free herself but his arms were a band of steel.

"Not until you tell me what has you so upset?"

Felicite' snorted. "Stop playing dumb David. I heard your mother. How many times did she have to warn you about being careful about women like me?"

What?

Felicite' continued as if she read his mind. "Excuse me for not being the right type of woman. For having a darker complexion and not starving myself so I can have a gap between my thighs."

And remember what I said last time.

Oh shit. Damn his mom and her obsession for grandbabies. It's ironic how those seven words his mother said before she left almost cost her those grandchildren she wants so badly. It was actually kind of funny he couldn't help but laugh.

And the sharp jab in his gut served as a reminder that now was not the best time to laugh. Not when his future was at stake.

"My mother was talking about getting you pregnant," he confessed. She was still struggling in his arms but he still held on and will hold on until she listened.

"Well she had nothing to worry about since I'm on birth control." She turned her head over her shoulder and glared up at him. "Now. Let. Me. Go."

David shook his head and sighed. "No you don't understand. She wants you to get pregnant."

Her struggles stopped instantly but he didn't relax his hold. Instead he drew her in closer, relishing the feel of her ass and wondered once again if she'd let anyone take her hole before.

"What?"

"That whole 'remember what I said last time' bit she said was her way of reminding me how I'm not getting any younger and need to give her grandbabies to spoil. The night before you showed up at my place she actually suggested I should cuff you to my bed and knock you up."

"Wait." Felicite' turned around in his embrace and pointed at herself, looking like as if she went down a rabbit hole and was trying to figure out she ended up in crazy land. "Me? Your mother," her pointed finger stabbed into the air at him, "wanted you the cop to commit a felony so she get grandbabies?!"

The shocked looked on her face was a mirror of his own when his mother made the preposterous suggestion. He was used to the crazy things his mom would say but that one really did take the cake, the pie, the parfait, every single dessert known to man.

"Is she crazy? Or are you messing with me?"

David shrugged then smiled down at her. He'd take shock over anger any day. "I speak of the truth. Besides, it's best to roll with it and take it as a compliment."

"How is your mother being way too familiar about oven a compliment?"

"It's her way of giving you her seal of approval and welcoming you to the family."

Felicite' rolled her eyes. "After hearing all that I'd be-"

David didn't want to hear the rest. He had her where he wanted her, so he hooked his arms under her knees and carried her to the master bathroom. He ignored her cries of what he was doing while he filled the tub with hot water and turned on the jets. Sliding her down his chest, he turned her around and tied her hair up in a messy bun. Took her into the tub with him, laying her down on his lap and then went on to bathe her until she relaxed against them, her soft snores a sweet music to his ears that at least for now, the present crazy of his mom and their first fight, were no longer a danger to his future.