Before you, time didn’t exist. Now, every day I remember the clock is ticking.
My, how things have changed…
Category: Life
“Decisions…” ~Romantic Musings
When everything you are becomes everything that complicates the relationship, change is inevitable…
Or forfeit your right to love.
“I Spy” Entrepreneur Mom Life
I make sure my daughters have time to talk to me about anything.
And I have family members spying on all their social media accounts.
“No Rest” ~ Entrepreneur Mom Life
I schedule myself to only work during my business hours.
I also stay up late thinking of ways to grow my business.
“Confused” ~ Entrepreneur Mom Life
I pray for my sanity every morning before I engage my teen and tween.
They have interesting mood swings. One second they’re angels, thirty seconds later they’re banshees.
“Discovered” Romantic Musings
Did I cry tears of gold? Or hide behind sheets of stars? When you swam through my oceans of pain, how were you able to see me?
“And The Point Of It All…” The Forbidden Saga…
When Connie saw Nathan again she didn’t know how to act. She wanted to tell him how she felt, but what did it matter? They couldn’t act on her feelings.
The moment he looked at her, she felt the sensitive bud between her thighs ache. Such a visceral response! He hugged her with one arm and she wanted more. More of his embrace, laughter – everything!
During rehearsal she noticed him watching her. Her stomach fluttered. She hoped she looked nice to him. Smiling, she looked at him.
“I missed you,” he said softly.
Connie nearly fell off her seat. Really? “I missed you too.”
“I’ll talk to you about it after rehearsal,” he told her.
Those two hours dragged.
Finally, once rehearsal was done, they got to talk. To her delight and fear, he was feeling the same thing she was. The emotions she felt during the trip, he felt also.
He wanted to kiss her.
He wanted to hold her.
He wanted to be near her.
And when he asked if he could call her, she said yes. Then she waited with tortured patience for him to do so…
“Something Happens And I’m Head Over Heels…” The Forbidden Saga
After the last show, a week had gone by and Connie hadn’t seen Nathan at rehearsal. She feared he may have left the group. They had gone through two keyboard players before Nathan came on board. It wasn’t much of a stretch.
And she didn’t have his number.
Since she couldn’t see him, she fantasized about everything she would have liked to do to him. She would be lying in bed, touching herself, imagining that she was straddling him in the back seat of that van. While he blessed her neck and cleavage with those lips she wanted to taste so badly.
She climaxed many times that week while fantasizing about him.
Still, she longed to see him in rehearsal. To be near him! Fantasizing wasn’t enough.
She wanted to know how it would feel to wake up in his arms after a night of love-making. How it would feel to caress his body while he rested in her arms. To meet and fulfill his needs beyond the bedroom.
To take care of him…
“I’m In Love With That Girl…” The Forbidden Saga
The show was a success. Easy money. Now they were getting ready to return home.
It was late. Connie and Nathan were the first ones in the van, taking their seats in the back. She was glad they were alone. There had been some close interactions. She playfully sung Lisa Stansfield’s “All Around The World” to him. And he looked at her with approval.
Approval she wanted from him.
So now they were alone. Intimate as it was, simply because she wanted him to make a move, he remained a gentleman.
Kiss me. Please kiss me, Connie thought.
But he didn’t. Evidently he didn’t have Professor X’s ability to read minds. She wanted him to caress her face and pull her mouth to his. Wanted him to act on what she felt.
Which was wrong and selfish.
They were both married. She shouldn’t be having such strong feeling for someone who wasn’t her husband. No matter how tepid or unsatisfactory her marriage was, she was still someone’s wife.
Quietly, he sat beside her, letting her listen to one of his favorite songs. It gave her reason to sit even closer to him so she could share his ear buds.
Just sitting near him made her feel safe. Like this is where she should have been to begin with.
The rest of the band got back in the van and they headed home. She felt like the moment had been missed. There was no way she could kiss him now.
The driver made a sudden move and she fell against him. Jokingly he said he was scared.
“Give me your hand. I’ll protect you,” Connie told him, smiling.
And he did.
She took his large hand in hers and held it tight. Instantly she felt her heart swell. “The Point of It All” by Anthony Hamilton came on the radio. His thumb slowly caressed her hand.
Did he feel it too?
“I’ll Stop The World And Melt With You…” The Forbidden Saga
Connie wasn’t trying to be obvious, but she couldn’t help glancing at Nathan. They were in the back seat of the rented van, headed to a show they had both been contracted to play in. He tickled the ivories and she played the drums.
He was too easy on the eyes with his chocolate, bald head and goat-tee that framed very luscious, full lips. The things she wanted to do to those lips. Nibble, suck. Trace them slowly with the tip of her tongue.
Yeah. That would be nice.
She loved how playful his deep, brown eyes looked when they conversed about the animal and insect kingdom. She showed him a video of praying mantis dancing on Facebook. He laughed. Said she was crazy. And she loved every moment of it.
Every time he leaned in close to speak in her ear because the music was loud. Or the van made a sudden move and they were thrown against each other, she loved it.
Loved feeling the warmth of his body. The toned muscles of his arm and thigh.
And he smelled so good.
When they touched, she imagined him holding her in his arms. Did he even want to hold her? She couldn’t really tell. But there was something in the way he looked at her…
Ebony Mystique 