Tempest by Shakir Rashaan Page A

come in seconds.
    â€œOh, fuck, baby! Damn, I’m coming already! Shit!!!” She grabbed the back of my head and buried my face deep against her freshly shaven mound as she shuddered from the orgasms sweeping through her body. I kept my tongue firmly against her clit, wrapping my arms around her hips and holding on tightly as she shook violently with each wave of pleasure.
    Once her orgasms subsided, I retrieved the other swimsuit and kneeled by her side. “May i ask You to lift Your legs, my Goddess? i know You’re weak from Your climax, but i want to make sure You have Your new swimsuit on before You rest.”
    She nodded as I moved her legs to slip the bikini bottom on. Then, I helped her lift from the back of the lounger to replace the old top with the new one. Goddess had a satisfied grin on her face, which warmed me inside. I grabbed one of the blankets on the bed and laid it over her body so she could nap in peace.
    Before I excused myself to clean the mess and dispose of the trash elsewhere, I leaned down and whispered in her ear, “Thank You, my Goddess, i hope You enjoyed as much as i did. i will be back tomorrow to repeat the service. Enjoy Your nap.”

TENRAMESSES
    â€œMaster Ramesses, it is a pleasure to finally meet You.”
    I wished I could have said the same thing about him.
    When my Beloved told me we would be having someone else at dinner, I honestly was expecting someone I actually had some knowledge of. Sir Lyrical was not on anyone’s radar that was in my circle, and that concerned me. I took a look at my girls and another look at amani and realized they were in as much bewilderment as I was.
    The way the table was set up in the great dining hall, the chairs faced each other, and although the width of the table was enough to keep any touching from happening, it was obvious to me there was some chemistry between her and Lyrical. I wasn’t worried about it because it was nothing more than physical, and we were on the island, so there would be some mystical encounters that would occur. Still, there was something to this gentleman that bore looking into a little deeper, just for the sake of sanity.
    â€œSir Lyrical, I’m glad You were able to join us tonight.” I shook his hand and stared him down, awaiting his reaction. To his credit, he returned my stare with one of his own, giving my hand an extra squeeze, thinking he could crack a bone or something. “My Beloved tells Me that You are an acquaintance of Master Menes?”
    His smile spread as he took a bite of the asparagus spears. “Yes,Menes and I have been associates for a long time now. What is it, nearly ten years now?”
    I grinned at his response. Menes, the former Lord Magnus, had been an elder in the Miami community for the better part of twenty years and I had nothing but the highest regard for him. I continued to dine on the New York Strip and rice pilaf as I listened to him rave about how Menes had taken a shine to him when he was younger and helped guide him as much as he could, considering his busy schedule.
    Neferterri seemed to soak everything in. amani had more of her attention as he made sure her food was well prepared by the staff. I shared a glance with him for a brief second, and the territorial gleam in his eyes told me he couldn’t trust him as far as he could throw him.
    I took that under advisement, along with the fact that neither of my girls wanted to engage in conversation with him much. “sajira, baby, is everything okay? We don’t want to be too rude to our dinner guest.”
    She smiled, realizing her poker face was not as convincing as her sister’s. “Everything is fine, Daddy, and i don’t mean to be rude at all, but i didn’t want to interrupt Sir Lyrical as He was talking.”
    shamise interjected, taking up for her sister. “It’s been a long day for us, Daddy. We had some snafus with a few of the payments from a few of