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he began to speed up.
    “How fast do you want it?”
    “As fast as you can go.” She countered. They locked eyes wondering, why they hadn't done this before.
    “Black I need you.” Pleaded Meesa.
    “How bad do you need me?
    “Bad, Black, Bad.”
    “Do you want me?”
    “Yes!” She screamed, as he stroked her harder.
    Crying out from gratification, she moaned his name. Am I saying his name out loud she thought? It felt only too natural. Coming, Black stopped to watch her. As her body spasmed it made him want to please her even more.
    “Oh God!” Meesa yelled. Starting up again, Black slowed down relishing the feeling her body gave him. The moans came more and more, letting Black know he was putting his thang down. Coming alive at every touch she gave him, Black knew that this was more than sex. This was making love. But how could he love her he thought. Feeling himself cuming, he licked her swollen breast.
    Meesa then un-wrapped her arms from being around his back and replaced her breast with her finger. Wanting him to suck them badly, he did too.
    Releasing the demon, he came inside her. While his body spasmed, she held him loving the way he seemed to need her.
    Caressing his locks she held him like a baby. Enjoying lying in between her breast, Black closed his eyes, hoping time wouldn't pass too fast. Meesa lay looking up at the ceiling, contemplating what would happen next. Would Black get up and leave and never talk to her again? Or would he stay the night and they begin to get to know each other. She knew that they should have gotten to know each other first, but Black was the one.
    Black lay wondering if he had made the right decision to sleep with Meesa. She had a powerful being about her that made him want her. The thoughts in their heads were quickly replaced with dreams.

Getting To Know You
    June 25th, 2002 and Black was awakened from the sounds of a car alarm. Jumping out of bed to check on his truck, there it was sitting safe and sound. Black thanked God and turned to face Meesa, who was, by the way, knocked out. Black quietly climbed back into bed with her, wondering what God was feeling the day he created her.
    Beautiful was not the word to describe her. She lay on her stomach with her face facing him. The covers lay on her waist revealing her caramel colored back. She reminded him of an angel. The sunlight outside the window shone on her. Black knew he was falling for her. Hell, he already had fallen and couldn't get up. He had to have strong feelings for her he went up in her raw. Thinking about all the things he heard about her made him tense.
    Fuck what others say, I'm my own man, he thought to himself. She wasn't that way with him, so fuck them. If Meesa was a hoe than he would soon find out, sooner or later.
    Meesa opened her eyes slightly to see if it was all a dream, thanking God when she saw Black's face.
    “Good morning.”
    “Hi.” Meesa whispered. Hoping her breath didn't stink.
    “Excuse me.” She said while getting out the bed. Looking at her body in the daylight, it still looked perfect to him. Meesa brushed her teeth and returned to the bedroom. Getting a T-shirtfrom her drawer, she threw it on over her head, being her hair was slightly messed up. It wasn't horrible looking, Meesa still had it going on.
    Turning to look at Black, he was stark naked, with his dick standing straight up in the air. Letting her know he wanted seconds.
    After round two, they lay staring at each other. Black was like an African king to her. His high cheekbones and almond shaped eyes defined him. No words could describe his being. He was too overwhelming to describe. She had to shake her head at his beauty.
    “So what now?” She asked.
    “I don't know, ma.”
    Disappointment showed on her face.
    “Look, last night was the bomb, and it kind of caught a nigga off guard. But I want you to know that I'm not just going to hit it and run. I like you shorty and I want to get to know you better.”
    “Me