Neena, Simone and Adae

By Kingston Black

Neena, Simone and Adae is the story of the quick love affair between the idealistic Simone and the handsome foreigner Adae. When a sexual stumbling block makes Simone question herself, she faces fears for the future and starts to reflect back through her past. Simone's relationships start to take turns as her revelations strains a lifelong friendship with her childhood friend Neena. In this twisted melodic story inspired by the happenstance of a legends name and songs, this tale comes to life.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kingston Black
• Release date: Jun 22, 2014
• ISBN: 9781311239273

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NEENA, SIMONE & ADAE

Kingston Black

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Copyright @ 2014 Kingston Black

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Table of Contents

Chapter 1: Mississippi Goddamn

Chapter 2: I Want a Little Sugar in My Bowl

Chapter 3: Don’t Smoke in Bed

Chapter 4: Four Women

Chapter 5: Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood

Chapter 6: My Baby Just Cares For Me

Chapter 7: Black is the Color of My True Love’s Hair

Chapter 8: Wild is the Wind

Chapter 9: I Put a Spell on You

Chapter 10: Lilac Wine

Chapter 11: Feeling Good

Chapter 12: Little Girl Blue

Chapter 13: I Wish I Knew How It Would Feel to be Free

Chapter 14: Strange Fruit

Chapter 15: Adae (Pronounced A’day)

Chapter 16: Your Love is King

Chapter 17: Tell Me More and More and then Some

Chapter 18: A Single Woman

Chapter 19: To Be Young, Gifted and Black

Chapter 1: Mississippi Goddamn

I’m going to bite your nipples off! Simone caught her breath and arched her back as far as she could, like a video vixen, as Adae aggressively squeezed her breasts. She saw him marvel at them. He stuck out his tongue and flicked at one, then the other. Simone shuddered as Adae made good on his promise and clamped his mouth down on her chocolate drop, erect nipple. He skillfully rotated his teeth around the smooth, textured bit. Simone loved the excitement and the danger of Adae, for she never knew if he would be tender or rough.

His touch was like pop rocks – she exploded and imploded with him, for him. This was cinema. It was 9½ weeks of blindfolds, fruit and whipped cream. Tricky sensations erupting all over her body. Adae clapped his hands hard repeatedly, then put their fiery hotness on her breasts while squeezing her nipples between his fingers. Then, snapping his middle and index finger between her hard nipple, as if keeping in time with a melody that he would make her dance to. Simone felt a hunger in those hands. Adae would make her feel the embers of heat, then take a piece of ice and circle it’s coldness around her nipples to extinguish. He then put his hot mouth on it again, before biting, making Simone heave and instinctively convulse before retracting. A beautiful torture that didn’t need a code or safe word. Simone’s cooing told her story. This groove played on endlessly. It was Fire and Desire. Oddly mismatched-perfect, like Rick and Teena.

Sometimes blindfolded Adae would possessively slap her face like Ike for Tina. Simone’s heart always beat erratically while playing with him. Adae was mysterious, like dusk. His skin was black, like midnight. He would touch her all over, but demanded she keep her hands to herself. Simone longed to touch him. She longed to play with him. She wanted to see him. Bask in his masculinity. Adae told Simone she was beautiful. She thought he was beautiful. This man took his time with her.

At first it was so foreign. Simone thought herself to be black, like a crow. Through Adae’s eyes, she acknowledged that she was black like the raven. Simone never found the luxurious references to name herself when looking at her own skin, but he – the light named Adae – made her see the beauty in herself. He made Simone love herself. Every time Simone looked into his black, marble pool of eyes, she felt his love and that made feel lighter. His glare made her fall. Fall hard. Fall off her axis and rotate. It made her crazy. Crazy in reckless emotion. Crazy in peaceful, yet disturbed thought. This love made her have to have him. He made her feel soulful. His blues made her feel smoky. Like the sensuous movement of smoke dancing in the air from a cigarette. Light and effortlessly she jumped through the rings he exhaled. Like champagne brunch listening to Bitches Brew by Miles. Fusion of confusion played softly loud in her head. She fell like you fall in a dream, when you fall endlessly. The stomach fluttering. The brain questioning, is this real? The fighting to wake up. The fear as the stomach drops and fills with butterflies, panicked and in terror from the fall of the unknown peril.

Adae’s tongue felt electric with a strength that commanded. Their playtime was always a hybrid of everything. Everything familiar, yet new. Adae was a master of the preliminaries. Master of the foreplay. Master of the desire game until the last act. Adae would send Simone’s lady parts into spasms a few times over with his attention to detail on her lithe body. Intently watching her, pacing himself with an unnatural, patient impatience. Simone could always see a sea of emotions in Adae’s eyes, ranging from dripping lust to aching pain. His dead ringer looks of Idris Elba, phonically rolling to the surface of his natural voice you never get to hear in Hollywood films. That British accent juxtaposed with the sexy, masculine figure of a dark knight. For the first couple of months of intimacy with Adae, Simone couldn’t put her finger on what was so different about the passion they exchanged after each ball game of sprinted bases they graduated to after each wonderfully flirtatious date.

Simone knew she wanted the tall, deep-throated, proper English spoken voice of the handsome, black – as pavement British man from the first few minutes of date number one. What Simone believed when first being courted by Adae, was that he was being careful, old school and chivalrous. Now she believes different, after the first time that Adae – after months of Simone literally begging him to penetrate her – inserts his thick, amazing specimen of penis into her. Simone is realizing, in the confused retrospect of strokes that she can literally count on her two hands, that something might not be quite right.

Adae ejaculates into her after putting two condoms on himself and giving six halfhearted strokes. Simone first thought, after witnessing him put on two condoms, that maybe Adae found her