Free In a Cold Sweat by Roy Glenn Page B

murdered. That nothing else mattered and that included her and how she felt about it. But that was the way it was.
    “I understand.” Mystique kissed me again. “I’m gonna go take a shower,” she said and got up. I watched her walk away and thought about taking her with me. By the time the bathroom door closed I had decided against it. Takin’ her to the Bahamas wasn’t an option. Mystique was good people, and I like her, but I had already decided that I wasn’t gonna bring her or any other woman around Michelle, unless I was really serious about her. I wouldn’t want Michelle to get used to somebody being in her life and then they’d be gone. That wouldn’t be fair to Michelle. Besides, Michelle doesn’t really like women. Any time a woman holds her she cries. Plus, I wasn’t ready to bring Mystique anywhere near my mother. I turned on the television while I drained the small bottle of Courvoisier.
    Once I thought Mystique had enough time to be naked and in the shower, I got up, took off my clothes and went in after her.
    “Oh! You scared me,” she said when I pulled back the shower curtain and stepped in with her.
    “Who you think it was?” I asked and picked up the soap. She looked so good standing there, naked and wet with beads of water rolling down her beautiful dark skin.
    “I didn’t think it was you. Usually I find you laid out on the bed, rock hard, waitin’ for me to wrap my lips around it,” Mystique said and pressed her body against mine.
    “You want me to go?”
    “No!” she said loud and fast. “This just means you’re gettin’ more comfortable with me and that makes me happy.” Mystique began planting kisses on my chest and then she looked into my eyes. “I know you only started seeing me because I look like your wife. And I’m cool with that. But I always hoped you’d see me.”
    “I do see you. And I like it.” I ran my hands across her breasts and teased them with my tongue. I glided my tongue around her beautiful dark circles and sucked her nipples. Mystique took a step away from me and pressed her back against the shower wall. She raised one leg and spread her lips.
    I like the fact that she’s so tall ’cause it makes it easy for me to enter her while she’s standing up. Once I was inside her, Mystique let her leg drop and pushed her legs together as tight as she could. She wrapped her arms around my neck and forced her tongue in my mouth.
    There was real passion in her kiss. More than I had felt coming from her during any of our previous encounters. My surprise appearance in the shower and her interpretation of those events may have something to do with that, but I liked it. I like kissing, and it seemed like her mouth was designed to accept mine. I bent my knees a little deeper, pushed myself deeper inside her and tried to swallow her tongue.
    I felt her thighs begin to quiver and Mystique pushed me off of her. “We gotta get outta here.”
    Mystique left me standing there in the shower and grabbed a towel on her way out of the bathroom. I laughed a little and turned off the shower. By the time I came out of the bathroom, she had dried herself off and was laying on the bed waiting for me.
    Mystique rolled over on her back, lifted her legs and grabbed her ankles. "Come get this pussy.”
    I dropped my towel, walked over to the bed and then dropped to my knees. “Yeah,” Mystique said, smiled and then nodded her head. “You know what this pussy needs.”
    Mystique spread her legs wider and I fingered her clit and felt it gettin’ harder. She gently moved her body so I could taste her. I ran my tongue along her lips and licked her clit. Mystique moaned when I tasted her. I slid my tongue inside her and sucked her moist lips gently. I licked her with the tip of my tongue and her clit got even harder. Mystique’s body began to quiver. “Ooooh shit!”
    When she couldn’t take it anymore, Mystique pushed my head away. She quickly rolled to the other side of the bed