I Love Me Some Him

By MamaChellie Books

Radiance of Auburn light reflecting from sunset stirred an imagery tone of warmth to the cold and lonely room. Brock gazed out the Bay window while waiting for Natalie’s arrival. The burnt leaves dancing in circles with the whirling wind seem to amuse him. The natural oils and resin popping sparks in the fireplace calmed him.
The aroma of the cedar aroused him. “Summer Love” by the Blackbirds played softly on the stereo. Brock experienced many different emotions as he anticipated Natalie’s arrival. He experienced emotions of anxiety, fear, and remorse. Finally, Brock’s erotic passion for Natalie battled through his other emotions, leaving him able to concentrate on Natalie’s arrival.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MamaChellie Books
• Release date: Aug 7, 2011
• ISBN: 9781466180024

MamaChellie Books

MamaChellie Books aka Michelle Clark is the founder and CEO of MamaChellie Books. She is originally from White Plains, New York and resides in Philadelphia, PA. She is a Teacher and Indie Romance Author.

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I Love Me Some Him

By MamaChellie Emichelle Clark

Copyrighted May 2012

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The Beginning

Radiance of Auburn light reflecting from sunset stirred an imagery tone of warmth to the cold and lonely room. Brock gazed out the Bay window while waiting for Natalie’s arrival. The burnt leaves dancing in circles with the whirling wind seem to amuse him. The natural oils and resin popping sparks in the fireplace calmed him.

The aroma of the cedar aroused him. Summer Love by the Blackbirds played softly on the stereo. Brock experienced many different emotions as he anticipated Natalie’s arrival. He experienced emotions of anxiety, fear, and remorse. Finally, Brock’s erotic passion for Natalie battled through his other emotions, leaving him able to concentrate on Natalie’s arrival.

As Brock visualizes Natalie’s arrival, he touches his cock and begins his erotic adventure. He firmly grips his manhood. His hands are sweaty. His cock is warm. His hands are cold but immediately warmed as he strokes the tip of his cock. Slowly he pulls back and forth.

The strength of his knees weakens as his cock begins to grow, from the occurrences. He pulls back and forth as his imagination grows eager. His vision of Natalie becomes clear. He imagines a Yellow cab.

It pulls up in front of the house with polluted engine fumes that decorate the air with black clouds. She is no longer Natalie; she is beauty. Brock is provoked to an even more visible erotic fantasy of pleasures.

Beauty steps out of the cab. She gracefully walks up the steps. Each step seems like forever. She exposes her essence –Jasmines.

As she turns the key, her dress immediately falls to the floor. They kiss passionately. She falls theatrically, to her knees. She licks and sucks on his cock like an experienced, woman of the night. Brock begins losing oxygen to his brain. No death could be better as pulls on his cock faster.

He can barely catch his breath, he gasps. He falls to the floor - exhausted in sweat. He continues his erotic episode having her climb on top of him. Her nipples are hard. Her pleasingly plump breast bounces back and forth in a slow seductive pace. Electricity shoots through his hands as he fondles them.

She begs-she screams, put it in. As instructed, he places his cock inside of her. She is warm, he is hard, and they encounter a sensuous congenial peak. Their bodies pump in a slow seductive beat. Faster, harder, longer, their energy escalates. The thunder roars, the lightning strikes, the earth moves, the walls come tumbling down.

Brock awakes. His sperm is all over the carpet. He catches his breath and lets out a loud sigh. His cock is still erect. He shakes his head with disbelief. Never before had his masturbation moments, have such erotic apparitions with exploding effects. He wrapped a White terry cloth towel around his lower body and walks over to the bar.

He pours a tall glass of Scotch. He grabbed his cell phone and hastily dials Natalie’s number. Where was she-he thought? Natalie was always the first to arrive and the first to leave, among their secret rendezvous. Did his brother find out? He was experiencing an emotional battle of thoughts filled with unanswered questions and fears.

Brock soothed his anticipation by reminiscing of the first time he and Natalie met. Brent-Brock’s oldest brother invited him to fill the position of Junior Partner, at his law firm located in Manhattan. Brock agreed and moved from Philadelphia to New York.

Brent leased a Soho in Manhattan, and married the sexiest woman in New York, Natalie Mason. Natalie was a twenty year old, freelance photographer in the Bronx. Brent was ten years her senior. Natalie agreed to marry Brent with the intensions that he would provide her a photography studio and a great source of income.

She never loved Brent. Brent was quite aware of their financial arrangements, but he allowed his ego to cloud the real facts regarding their marriage. It was obvious to Brent that Natalie admired his eminence, maturity, and honesty, but there was little passion.

Natalie fell head over heels in love with Brock the first time they met. The feelings were mutual. Brent was extremely famous for throwing