What would you do for a Klondike bar?

When I was younger, I'd do anything. Given the fact that we were poor, I couldn't afford certain things and the Klondike bar was a luxury I couldn't afford. It's 2018 and no ones eating Klondike bars anymore, it was good while it lasted. I stared at Kwashie standing over the deep freeze scooping out strawberry ice cream for me. She bent over and all I wanted to do was to go behind her and press my hand onto her lower back to accentuate the arch, then I asked myself.

Who would take the strap?

It wasn't a necessity but I knew some girls preferred it. I've never been strapped before, CJ was the more submissive one of us both and it never bothered her to always be taking the strap. At least, she never complained about it. I was staring at Kwashie's ass completely lost in thought when I heard her finger snapping.

"Huh?" I asked.

"Did you hear anything I just said?" She asked looking upset.

"Uhhh, nah man I ain't even gone lie," I sighed.

"I said, we should go to the movies." She repeated.

"I hate the movies, too much people. I have a home theater, we can have our own movies." I said walking up to her and wrapping my hand around her waist.

"That sounds like you want to film porn," she smiled.

"I said have not make, geez." I brought my lips down onto hers and realized how much I loved doing this.

"But we can surely do a lil supm supm if you know what I mean," I winked at her and let her go putting some distance between us.

"Do you think we should wait until after marriage to have sex?" She asked me.

My hormone monster was screaming nooooo, she came back since I was having this sexual drought period in my life. I haven't had sex since I took CJ in the shower and I can't remember how long ago that was.

"I don't know if I can hold out so long," I told the truth.

"Me either," she said dropping the spoon into the ice cream tub and walking up to me grabbing my waist and pulling me in for a kiss.

We were in a heated kiss and her tongue took control as she slowly pushed my back up against the board pillar that was a support for the ceiling. I wrapped my arms around her neck and pushed my body up against hers, this was a different feeling and I never knew I'd love being in the submissive position this much. Her fingers dug into my sides and a moan escaped my mouth, her hand left my side and made its way up to my breast and pinched my nipple.

"I love the fact that you don't wear bras while at home." She smiled at me after breaking the kiss.

She moved her mouth to my neck and started sucking on my soft spot. I couldn't help the moans that left my lips as I melted under Kwashie's hands. I was glad it was a Saturday so her parents would be out but this had to stop.

"We have to stop," I said.

"I agree," she said but instead of stopping her lips met mines once more and her hands were under my ass lifting me off the ground. Out of impulse I jumped up and wrapped my legs around her waist and once again my back was being pressed against the column.

"MR EKUBAN?" We heard a shout from upstairs.

We pulled apart quickly, with me landing on my feet and her straightening her shirt out. I fixed my hair and walked back over to the deep freeze to get my ice cream while she climbed the steps to see who was calling. In a minute she was back down the steps with two guys following her both holding two large buckets of what I assumed was ice cream in their hands. Their shirts had the Ben & Jerry's logo on it so I had to be right.

"More ice cream?" I asked her.

"No, the sacrificial blood of my enemies." She whispered to me. My face dropped and I started at her with a serious expression.

"I'm kidding," she laughed and threw her head back saying, "so serious." Twisting up her face.

I rolled my eyes and walked off up the steps with my bowl of ice cream in hand silently praying that the river between my legs would dry or I might have to end up taking a shower, a cold one.. I ended up back in the den watching Adventure Time and I shot Richard an iMessage checking up on him, we don't ever spend time anymore since I've been busy being wooed by Kwashie.

I set my phone down and emptied my bowl getting up to go for more. I haven't been working out as much as I used to, Kwashie has broken me out of my self hatred for my body and she loved it with all its scars and imperfections. That's the few times she walked in on me while I was getting dressed though.

I was about to get up but Kwashie was instantly in front of me pushing me by my shoulders back into the leather chair. I didn't ask what she was doing, I didn't have to. The look in her eyes said it all, they were darker than they usually were and filled with lust. Was I going to allow this? Yes.. yes I was. I just hope I can keep a straight face whenever her mom sits down here with us.

"I can smell your arousal, my love." Her voice was thick with lust and want.

"I don't think I can allow you to walk away from me anymore, I followed that heavenly scent all the way here." She was on her knees tugging at my shorts waistband.

"Kwashie.." I said.

"Don't talk, just feel..." she trailed off.

My shorts and boxers were at my ankles and I kicked them off. She held me by the waist and pulled me forward while lifting my leg over her shoulder, I'm not gonna lie I felt brand new as hell with her fingers on me. I've never felt this way before and I've allowed CJ to give me head.

Her hands had a tight grip on my thighs and I could feel then tension growing as I waited on her mouth to connect with my swollen clit. I was ready and waiting, my hands sat on top of her head trying to bring her forward but all she did was blow her warm breath onto me. I let out a low moan as she took in a deep breath and said AHHHH. I opened my eyes and looked down at the devilish smirk on her face and I wanted to snap her neck in that moment to wipe that smile from her face.

"Are you gonna eat this or continue sniffing like you a crackbaby?" I asked narrowing my eyes at her.

"You can definitely call this crack, this pussy is definitely an opioid." She laughed.

"You ain't even hit it yet," I winked.

"I have already gone mad because I have been starving for you but I know I shall find salvation between these legs," she licked her lips and her head disappeared between my legs.

The moment the tip of her tongue touched my aching clit was the moment I momentarily died from the million small earthquakes that erupted from underneath my skin but I was brought back to life when she sucked my clit in between her lips with a low slurping sound. I was fighting against my moans trying not to sound too vulnerable and desperate but I couldn't prevent the small whimpers that left my lips every now and then.

My other leg was now draped over her shoulder and I was spread wide for her to enjoy. She licked up and down and my hips moved with her tongue, she was moaning while she ate me out and that sent me over the edge. I grabbed her low hair while a deep moan escaped from my mouth and I could feel her smile against me.

I felt my climax building in the pit of my stomach and I knew my dry season was now over, I knew I had someone to bring my flowers back to life. Kwashie shifted herself a little bit and then I felt her finger at my entrance. I was still a virgin, I've never gotten penetrated before.

"Kwashie, wait.." I moaned out.

"I.. I've.." but she didn't allow me to finish.

I felt her finger slid inside of me and I arched my back off the couch letting out a loud moan sinking my fingernails into her shoulders. She hissed at the feeling but that only sent more vibrations onto my clit making me shudder under more ecstasy and pleasure. She started moving her finger slowly inside me but I was already dripping wet so all I had to do was get used to feeling her finger inside of me. It felt great with her slow movements and every now and then she would curve her fingers and I would arch my back further.

"How does it feel?" She asked me.

I was always on the asking end of these kind of questions so I was anxious and didn't know how to respond so I nodded my head and bit my lips to hold back my moans.

"Let me hear your voice, my love. Let me make Mozart jealous that he could never create such a beautiful symphony," she was staring up at me while her fingers continued to familiarize itself with my insides.

A blush crept onto my face and I looked away from her gaze feeling extremely naked under the weight of her eyes. Her mouth sought out my aching clit once more and I was sent into another pleasure fit trying to reach to my climax. I moved my hips and grind onto her tongue while I felt her finger deep inside me. I allowed my moans to freely leave my lips as my orgasm crept closer.

My breathing was heavy and my moans were loud and drawn out and in the next instant I felt my orgasm wash over me sending waves through my body and downwards to my walls tightening around her finger, this was it. This was the best orgasm that I've ever had. She allowed me to catch my breath as I came off of my pleasure high and then came up to give me a kiss. I turned my head away from her but she grabbed my jaws tightly and connected our lips. I melted into the kiss tasting my cum on her tongue, yep I was definitely smitten by this African beauty.

Without another word she guided my legs into my boxers and shorts and brought them up onto my waist. I'd take a shower later, I was feeling really exhausted at the moment. I was slowly dozing off but my phone kept on buzzing. I took it up and saw five messages from CJ.

Carter Jones: All at once, you broke my heart. 💔

Carter Jones: If I died tonight, I would like to come back as your morning coffee. Just as necessary and just as strong.

Carter Jones: You said you were in love, but love doesn't leave like you did 🥀

Carter Jones: You took the sun with you when you left 🌑

Carter Jones: If equal affection cannot be, let the more loving one be me 🌸

Me: Please stop texting, you deserve better than this.

Carter Jones: How heart breaking the revelation where the one who tells you that you deserve better is the one who should be giving it to you. Don't worry love, you'll be mine again soon. 🌻

Me: What are you talking about?

Carter Jones: Us.

Me: Please, please move on and find love in someone who will make you feel warm. I was always stealing your warmth and I left you cold, you deserve better than this.

Carter Jones: I'd tear my limbs apart to build a fire at your feet if you should ever complain of being cold, let me love you. I was meant to keep you warm.

I didn't answer, I rested my phone beside me on the couch as I tried to get comfortable once more to fall asleep but my phone buzzed again.

Carter Jones: I'll do anything for you, you'll see soon enough.

And that same question rose to my mind as I lied on Kwashie's couch with a satisfied feeling in my heart asking myself, what would you do for a Klondike bar?

I'd give myself to Kwashie willingly, there was nothing holding me back. All of my inhibitions went out the window just now but the question was still fresh in my mind about Carter Jones. She was hurting and she would make impulsive decisions that wouldn't benefit her in the long run so I asked her.

Me: What would you do for a Klondike bar? 🤨

Carter Jones: I'd kill my competition for it 😏

Nothing in me could still my raging thoughts as I fought with myself trying to figure out what she could possibly mean. My secrets are my own so she had nothing over me but what of Kwashie? She shouldn't know anything about her except she's to be my husband soon and that we've formed a bond over the past months. The question still bothered my mind as I kept asking myself the same thing over and over trying to think of ways she could kill the competition but there was no competition since there was only one player. Carter wasn't even in the league and she needed to understand that so I asked myself once more, what would you do for a Klondike bar?

Realization washed over me and the first person that came to mind was Kwashie, I had to protect her secret at all cost. I needed to talk to Richard, I needed to have the upper hand for when Carter Jones decided to play her cards.