1 comments/ 17686 views/ 2 favorites Love Is Cold By: jthserra Love is Cold "She loves me, she loves me not." The petals spiraled to the ground like the snow whirls as you whoosh on a sled. They settled to the ground in little drifts. I thought of her, the petals settling onto her skin as faint pastels on snow, like kisses. I imagined running my lips down her neck into the hollow just above her breasts. My tongue tastes the faint salt of her as I descend between the wonderful curves of her then sweeping upward over the soft heights to her nipples. I feel the firm press of them between my lips and hear a quick breath as my tongue first circles them. Savoring their firm textures, I move my tongue slowly on the nipples while I watch her eyes, the hint of blue disappearing as she closes them. I gently suck one while my fingers caress the other nipple as she arches her back to me. Her moan draws me closer to her, into her fragrance, into the warm breath, into the incredible softness of her breasts. She blossoms for me in the infinite softness of a flower. I started with daisies, such snowy white softness. I soon ran out of daisies and moved on to the white roses. Instead of plucking these petals, I unwrapped them, kind of like taking off a jacket. "She loves me, she loves me not." I love her fragrance as my kisses move downward from her breasts, I savor it as I run my tongue along her stomach, feeling it’s slight plunge from her ribs as I move to the shadow of her navel. I rub my cheek along her soft skin, my whiskers lightly scratching her as my tongue plunges into her navel and circles. I move outward to the curve of her hips, turning her onto her side my hands find her ass and gently caress her buttocks. I slowly knead them as I run my lips along the broad curve nearing the dark cleft. She presses herself to me, raising her ass to my kisses as she spreads her legs, presenting her wet lips to me now. Teasing some, I continue to kiss the soft flesh of her ass, toying at the edge of her crack, my fingers running its line. I then move my lips down the backs of her thighs, finding the slightly ticklish spot at the back of her knees. My tongue caresses her skin as I once again taste her salty skin. I look upward at the pink petals of her lips and begin my ascent. The roses smelled so wonderful, each petal sprinkled me with a wonderful fragrance. They smelled of purity, innocence, like the powder of an overnight snow, when your footprints are the first in the whiteness. My hands grasp her thighs and I turn her onto her back. Longing to taste her, my tongue runs up her thighs to her wet opening. I gently spread her lips with my fingers as my tongue enters and I taste her tangy essence as her wet envelops me. I press my tongue deep to feel her softness as I drink of her. Sensing her need, I withdraw my tongue and replace it with first one, then two fingers, slowly, achingly sliding inside her. My tongue moves upward between her lips, finding her clit firm. I slowly circle it with my tongue as my fingers circle the walls of her opening, slowly increasing in intensity as she moves herself and moans. I draw her clit between my lips and gently suck as my fingers delve deep into her wetness. Suddenly, she arches her back and I am caught in her wave as she pulses around me, again and again. She calms as I withdraw my fingers and her lips close behind them, leaving the glistening cleft for me to admire. I heard a door crack open. "Are those for me? How lovely!" She said with a chilly smile. I looked down at the petal-less stems in my hand, then back at her. Her icy blue eyes froze me as I tried to speak. "I . . . I . . .“ She brushed past me like a blue northern. I heard her laughing as she stepped into his convertible. I felt a tear freeze to my cheek as I slowly walked over the drifts of petals. I didn't even notice the coral skies as the sun melted into the horizon. The neighbor kids loaded into their car. "Hurry up, get your shoes on, we're gonna miss the fireworks!" The full moon rose like a giant snowball in the sky. I saw her frozen smile in the mountains of the moon. Love is cold. Love Is Color Blind My name is Michael Davis and I met my future wife while attending evening classes at The University of Tennessee in criminal justice. I was a patrolman for the Knoxville Police Department and had obtained a permit from campus police to carry my off duty .357. I was so glad for that the night I exited class and heard a woman's screams across the half empty commuter lot I was parked in. I dropped my book bag, pulled my gun from the shoulder rig I wore it in, and ran as fast as I could across the lot. When I saw the two men trying to force a woman into the backseat of a Cadillac Fleetwood, I yelled stop and police at the top of my lungs. The man closest to me turned and pointed a gun at me at which point I had no choice but to shoot him, killing him with a perfect and lucky shot to the head. The second man managed to wound me in the thigh of my left leg with the bullet breaking my femur. I managed to wound the other man before blacking out. The woman ran away during the gun fight and I would have been in serious trouble if she hadn't come back and told the investigating officers what had happened. I was in the OR at that point with the doctors working hard to save my leg. I was still groggy the next day when the most beautiful black woman dressed in nurse's clothing came into my room. "Hi, I'm Latesha Hollings and I wanted to come by and thank you for saving me from Jackson and his cousin Jamal last night. I work in this hospital as a nurse's assistant and will be checking in on you while you're here." "I'm Michael Davis. Probably won't remember. Out of it." Latesha visited me every day for the five days I was in the hospital. She was in the room when the doctor said he would discharge me to go home if I had someone to care for me there. When I told him I was an only child whose parents had both been killed in a boating accident when I was eighteen and had no one at home to care for me, Latesha decided that she would nurse me back to health. I protested but to no avail. That was when I found out that Latesha wouldn't take no for an answer when she had set her mind to something. She moved into my house and slept in my guest bedroom during the nine month rehabilitation process I had to endure to regain full mobility in my leg. I was determined to resume my career as a police officer. The investigating detective came and talked to me about the incident that had left one black man dead and two others, one white and the other black, wounded. I was going to be cleared and the shooting was going to be declared a justifiable shoot. The two black men were from Detroit and were Jackson Jones, the one that survived, and Jamal Jones, the one who died, his cousin. Jackson was a pimp and a drug dealer and I wouldn't find out until months later why they were trying to force Latesha into the car. After two months of my questioning, Latesha told me about her past. She was afraid to tell it to me because it wasn't very pretty. Latisha's parents had divorced when she was twelve and her mother had taken her back to Detroit where her mother's family was. Latesha's mom had become a crack addict a couple of years after her return to Detroit. She gave Latesha to Jackson Jones when she didn't have the money for the crack he had supplied her. Jackson broke Latesha and turned her out as an underage hooker. From the description of herself back then, I could see why Jackson wanted her in his stable. Latesha told me she was already 6' tall at fourteen and her 36DD breasts were fully developed. She described herself as being curvy and unintentionally sexy. Men wanted her for either her breasts or her perfectly symmetrical bubble butt. She was addicted to cocaine by Jackson and was his "special" girl for six months before her dad rescued her. She spent 90 days in drug rehab and was still seeing a therapist when we met. I stood at 6"4", weighed 280 pounds, and gotten back most of my former fitness. Latesha stood at 6'2" tall, weighed 200 pounds, still curvy, and sexy. Maybe it was the damsel in distress and the hero that saved her syndrome or maybe it was true love, but somehow a pasty assed white man and the most beautiful black woman he ever met fell in love with each other. Latesha cared for me during my recovery and brought me my assignments from my professors at school. We would talk for hours about everything and became friends. Latesha accepted my offer to continue living in my house after I was cleared by the doctors. She insisted on paying rent so I had her give me fifty dollars a week. It was another two months before I could get her to go on a date with me. We were already friends so we didn't have any of those first date nerves or awkwardness. We went to dinner at a nice restaurant and when I asked her what she wanted to do afterwards, she said she wanted to go dancing. I almost backed out at that moment because I wasn't a good dancer. I told Latesha that I wasn't a good dancer and she told me not to worry about it, she'd take care of me. It was a surreal moment for me when I realized I was the only white man in the club Latesha directed me to. I saw a handful of white women which kept me from being the only white person in the club. Latesha helped me on some dance moves for the fast songs, but we seemed to fit together seamlessly on the slow songs. There was one tense moment when a large black man tried to cut in on one of the slow dances and I wouldn't let him. Latesha took my hand and led me to our table before the situation got out of hand. Imagine my surprise when she sat in my lap instead of in the chair next to me. She began kissing me with a passion I hadn't seen in her before. Everyone in the club saw what she was doing to me. When she led me back onto the dance floor, my erection was noticeable to anyone who looked. I was embarrassed by my condition to say the least, but relaxed when Latesha pulled me close to whisper in my ear. "Don't worry about anybody but me! I'll not let anything bad happen to you, Michael!" Latesha whispered to me before sticking her tongue in my ear. I knew I wanted her in a way I had only dreamed of before at that moment. Latesha made me dance one more dance before she let me take her home. We went home and Latesha resumed in her passionate assault on my body. I had never been with a woman who was the aggressor in a relationship before and was somewhat confused by my excitement that Latisha's actions caused in me. She stripped my clothes off of me and stopped me when I tried to remove hers. She was the one kissing me hard and caressing my body. I was in fairly good shape from my physical therapy and the weight lifting I did in my basement. I had only been able to resume jogging a month ago and my stamina was not completely back. I was totally surprised when Latesha dropped to her knees in front of me and took my 9", 2.5" thick, and hard as a rock dick into her mouth. She deep throated my member with ease and the contrast between her black face next to the pale white of my upper thigh above the tan line from the shorts I wore in summer and her technique had me so excited I was spurting down her throat in only a couple of minutes. . I picked her up and carried her to my bed where I proceeded to turn the tables on her and became the aggressor. I stripped her naked and attacked her tits with my mouth, tongue, and hands. When she began to moan and grunt from my oral attention to her breasts, I kissed my way down to her pussy. I sucked and licked her to a huge orgasm and crawled up her body to her mouth as I placed my rejuvenated organ to the entrance of her hot, wet sex. I pushed my turgid rod into her and began slow easy strokes in and out of her. Latesha had no trouble accommodating my full length into her pink center. I lifted up when she urged me to fuck her harder and faster. I gave her two more orgasms with my dick before I loosed my scrotal contents into her body a second time. We spent the rest of the night wrapped up in each other's arms. Latesha never slept in the guest room again after that night. Latesha and I were married three months later in the AMZ church Teshia attended. It was another unreal scene during our wedding. Most of the people on the bride's side of the church were black while most of the people on my side were white. I had my former partner from the police force as my best man. Latesha was radiant in her white wedding dress and everyone told me how handsome I was in my black tux. Latesha was unable to have children from the damage her six months as a prostitute had done to her uterus and the less than sanitary back room abortion Jackson forced on her when she did turn up pregnant shortly after he turned her out. We resolved to enjoy each other and remain childless. Latesha was my best hunting and fishing buddy and we did everything together. The only times we were apart were when we were working and life was good for the next ten years. I made detective with the Knoxville Police Department and Latesha was a registered nurse. We became very good at ignoring the comments from bigoted people about our interracial marriage. Latesha had gotten between me and many a black man when he said she was too fine for a pasty assed white boy. I had to restrain her from attacking white women who commented that I had settled for a black woman. "Please don't let that be Jackson's car!" I thought to myself as I drove slowly past my house after seeing the black four-door Caddy parked in my driveway. I drove to my next door neighbor's drive and left my F-250 pickup there. I jogged across his and our back yards to the side door of our house and un-holstered the same .357 from ten years earlier. Luckily for me the door was still unlocked from my carrying our trash out of it to make my semi-weekly run to the county convenience station near our home. "You're going back to Detroit with me Lateshia! That pasty assed white boy won't be able to save your ass this time! Let's see if you're still the best cocksucker I ever had in my stable, bitch!" I heard Jackson say to my wife. "No! Stop! I'll bite it off!" I heard Latesha say to Jackson. I then heard the sound of a slap and Latesha cry out. I decided to put an end to what was occurring in our living room at that moment. "Wrong again, Jackson!" I said as I stepped out from the kitchen into the door to the living room. I proceeded to shoot him right between the eyes. I pivoted to the right and shot the man holding Latesha, who was on her knees, twice in the chest. I bent down behind an arm chair and shoot the man I had seen with the shotgun on my drive by earlier twice in the chest as he ran from the entry way to our home. I then ran and gathered my shaking and crying wife into my arms. "It's all over now! Everything's going to be alright! I love you!" I told my sobbing wife as I hugged her to me. I would find out that Jackson had cut a deal with the DA's office for information on a major shipment of drugs coming into Knoxville from Detroit and that was how he was out of prison in ten years. The fact that the dealer Jackson gave up was his partner didn't bother Jackson in the least. All these facts were explained to me after I was cleared on the shooting of the three men in my home. The fact that they were all armed helped me and Latisha's statement on the occurrences that led up to the shooting helped also. Although we didn't want to, Latesha and I sold our house for a less then it was worth due to threats we received from Jackson's extended family. I was able to get on as a detective with the Atlanta, Georgia police department. Latesha was able to get a nursing position with a large hospital and was happy as was I in Atlanta. We were still madly in love with each other and continued to ignore most of the ignorant comments made by bigoted people we met. We planned to grow old together and hopefully our plan will come true. Love is Complicated Arthur Bower finally arrived at the resort where his cousin Kate Bower was going to get married. The resort had smaller cottages for each special guest and he was lucky enough to be far away from his annoying relatives as he requested from his cousin. Arthur was known to be the heir of the Bower fortune so the relatives suck up to him as much as possible in order to conspired more favor from him and gain more wealth for themselves. He went to the resort and greeted his family as he predicted nothing good could come with it and the rest of the family friends trying to find him a suitable wife were never ending he thought as they all gathered around eager to please him. Aunt Margaret who was Kate's mother and almost the head of the family next to his grandmother dictated everyone to go away and he was introduced to Selina Melo who he guess was the best candidate whom the family picked to fix him up. All he could think was that the victim was very naïve indeed especially how he is dressed the family had already gave her pointers on her style as well. He almost laughed at the thought and before he could turn around and dismissed her Aunt Margaret called his grandmother Sandra who almost appeared instantly in front of him. "Grandmother hello and Dr. Chase, how are you?" He was going to lean forward to kiss her on the cheek but she stopped him. "Your Aunt Margaret is right go ahead and take this young lad to her seat and attend to her during the wedding." He was about to refuse but her mother wave a hand to him which is a signal not to respond ever since he was little he knows that signal. "Alice will you please escort me back to the bedroom and have the nurse take care of me so you can enjoy the party with the family." His grandmother calls the doctor by her first name and she bent down to Sandra. "Grandmother Dr. Chase is here to work and not to enjoy herself." Arthur objected to his grandmother's wished before Alice could respond and mocked Alice Chase's profession at the same time. "Arthur don't be rude to Alice." His Aunt interrupted before his grandmother could. "Go ahead dear take grandmother to her room and let her rest. I will go tell nurse Sue to watch her go fix yourself and enjoy the party." Alice silently left and Arthur could not help but follow his glanced to Alice. He hasn't seen the doctor for months and was annoyed that she didn't seemed to eager to see him when he was eager to see him since Kate's wedding invitation. "Arthur go take the young lady to her table please and entertain her." He looked at Selina and she greeted him eagerly as she escorted her to her table. "I've heard you like to play golf." She tries to start the conversation from all the information she had gathered from the family and he knew it that the girl had no mind of her own for he could predict that she will follow the protocol that the family had set for her. "Yes. I do." He knew well not to follow any interesting respond to give the ladies a hard time and give up. "We have similar interest then I love sports as well." She carefully drank her water as if she said something smart and she was proud of herself. "I also like spending outdoors. My father he is the owner of a company and I like to go out and shop outdoors to spend his money. I went to university and took fashion." It almost made Arthur laughed that the family could not find anyone smarter than this women in front of him. She was a wealthy girl and full of connections. "Who is your father?" "Paul Melo do you know him?" Indeed Arthur knew the wealthy Paul Melo not only he was a senator and not only he was wealthy he was also influential. "No I have not heard of him." He pretended not to know him for he have heard of him and he certainly have heard of the daughter who was always presence at every elite parties and not to mention had a lot of scandals in the media. But he keeps silence of his awareness of her background and he could not wait to get out of there. Finally he got away from Selina Melo and drove away at the resort. He went to a house his grandmother owned and notice that there was a car there. Alice who was joyously swimming naked at the pool did not realize that Arthur was enjoying looking at her. "Will... will is the help getting too comfy at her employer's house," Arthur smiled teasingly as she tries to swim to the edge to hide from him. "Does grandmother know you are here?" "No she thinks I'm at the resort." She gained the courage to look at him and then got out the pool naked. Surprisingly he did not look away though she was entirely naked she felt angry that he did not look away but she did not want to make it obvious that she was embarrass. "Why are you here?" He tried not to glance down at her beautiful body but could not help it and she gracefully covered herself with a robe. "Arthur please excused me." She dismissed his question and went inside while he followed her in the kitchen. She looked at him as if annoyed of seeing him appearing in her sight. "Will you be staying long?" "I intend to." "Will then I will be leaving and be out of your hair." She quickly got her bag and before she could leave he stepped ahead of him blocked the door. She stared at him and tries angrily to shove him off. "You are not going anywhere." He stared at her and then he opened her robe but she did not mind closing it. "Are you enjoying yourself?" She asked as he softly touched her breast. "Yes. I am." He answered as he lowered his head to kiss her lips but she turned her head to avoid the kiss instead he nibble on her neck. "Please don't do this." She pleaded as he touched her nipples with his thumb. "But I must." He bent to suck on her nipples and she almost lost her balanced as she dropped her purse to the ground. Arthur then hold her still and he proceeded on sucking one of her breast harder than she expected and it made her moan. She holds his shoulder for balanced and he continued his advances and pinching the other nipples while the other hand playfully caressed her thighs. She felt instantly dizzy and her beautiful red nipples turned into red when he withdraw from sucking it. He straightened himself and pulled her closer to him to kiss her but she closed her eyes and her lips. He felt offended and pushed her away from her as if almost shoving her away. "Take your things and leave." He walked away and went outside. Then she went to her old room and changed while Arthur laid down the hammock sipping his cocktail. When she was about to open the gate to the garage he looked to where she was and then yelled out, "Your not even going to say goodbye. How rude." Alice then walked to where he was and then handed a letter which he opened. "What is this?" He opened it and realize it was a letter of resignation for his grandmother and he folded it as he stand up to look at her with a questioning look. "I've been meaning to give the letter to grandmother but she got worse before I could leave but I think now she is in much better shape that I could finally give the letter to her." She walked farther from him when he tried to walk closer to her. "Grandmother would be hurt and you know she might get worse you can't leave her she sees you as a real granddaughter she might feel heart broken and die suddenly..." he blurted out but realize that he meant he will die if she leaves so he added "..and the family they will be devastated........." He tries to convince her as she move further away from him when he proceeded to walk closer to her. "I've already decided I already put my life on hold for so many years for the family I must go." She left without another word and he decided to let her go even though he felt devastated. He returned at the resort and happily found out the Selina left but her grandmother with Alice and Aunt Margaret by her side found another girl to fix him with. She was another wealthy girl from the same background as Selina. "Grandmother please I am in no mood to be fixed right now can I just relax today." He stared at Alice and she ignores him then he walked angrily away from them. He was alone at his cottage and tried to forget about Alice leaving he haven't seen her for 5 months since she rejected his proposal because of her respect for the family. She was adopted by his grandmother and she always felt like an outsider in the family although he definitely is not an outsider in his heart. He closed his eyes and within seconds as if an apparition Alice appeared in his bedroom. He looked at her and realized her appearance made him angry. Arthur was angry when he realize that he could not make her love him as much as he love her. "Did you hand the letter to grandmother?" He sat up in bed in order to get a good look at her. The family never knew that they were lovers since their college years where they went to the same university. "No. Why are you here at the cottage all day when the family wants to spend time with you. We only have 2 more days before Kate's wedding." He looked at her and remembered her when they were only 13 years old when his mother died and his father had to leave him to his maternal grandmother. His father was not wealthy therefore could not take care of him. He could not help but remember the first time he met Alice who was with the maid helping like one of the servants. "Grandmother wants me to talk to you and convince you to come out of your shell." She walked closer to him and furthermore he remembers that when he first met her she was introduce as his playmate and informed she was adopted by his grandmother therefore she was her adopted aunt but he was older than her for 2 years. "Running errands again I see." She sat down at the bed and he quickly tensed at the sight of her legs and realizing her dress was too short that it almost uncovers her underwear. That moment he felt like she was always his to do what he pleased and he wished she would accepts it. "I'm happy to do so." He reached her hands and grabbed her to the bed and she laid in the middle of it with her legs spreading which showed her lacy underwear. He drags the dress up higher to show her navel and he kissed it. He looked at her face and her eyes were close but she was biting her lips as if waiting with anticipation. He kissed her thighs and tore her underwear with one swift move and she closed her legs trying to kick him away from her as she covers herself with the dress but he holds her hips down with his weight and he stared at her. Their eyes met, "I miss you." He proclaimed then as he lowered his lips to hers she hugged him tightly and kissed him. Their kiss was deep and their tongue linger at each other seemed to wrestle. She pinned him down as she spread her legs while his hands swiftly found her soft wet folds. "So soft." He declared as his hands tortured her buds and one steady finger entered her tightly entrance. She moaned in response and he pulled down her dress showing her rosy erected nipples and he sucked them slowly devour her nipples gobbling at them like a little hungry bear. Swiftly he entered her as he looked at her entire body in response. "So beautiful." He declared then withdraw his erection and played with her folds with his fingers ignoring her plea for more. "So wet and so smooth." He kissed her while his fingers played with her folds torturing her farther. He then positioned the head of his erection as she continued to plead for more strong stimulation between her thighs. He enjoyed the feel of her while she needed him to ravage her there and then. He teased the entrance with his head and with one swift move he penetrated her entrance again forcing her inside to quiver. He stared at her while pinching her nipples in order for her to arch and submit to the motion of his erection. His manhood stirring her insides and juices and pleasure juice flow more between them. He kissed her in assurance as her body starts to compulse from his rigid trust. Their touched was more careless but precise to where their pleasure was and her insides clasped his erection more tightly each time he penetrated in her like pumping him dry. She moaned between their kiss as she violently rocked harder to him. "Arthur." Her head was spinning and everything seemed to happen so fast. She grew worry about what was happening but she could not help to moan and whisper his name on his ears. Her desire got the better of her and within moments she was on top of him and pinning him down to the bed and bringing both of them to pleasure. She found herself violently riding him and rough kissing him. He pinned her back to the bed and continued to penetrate her more tenderly indulging himself with her vulnerable hopeless lustful state. She wanted him to take her harder and bring her to oblivion. He teasingly entered her slowly and she licked her lips in response as she felt like she was about to melt from everything he was doing to her and wanted him to fiercely make her come. "Arthur." She moaned his name continuously as if it was already a chant and a prayer in order for her favor or wish and desires to come true. She felt as if she was going wild and her breathing grow harder with her moan becoming more lustful. "Alice. Tell me you want." He begged her as his hands played her smooth pink folds overflowing with her juices and indicating her hungriness. It made him smile and wished she was always in such a state. He wished she always wanted her this much like he always wanted her. "Take me Arthur. Oh God take me hard. Please I beg you. " He smiled at her response and he could feel her hungriness pulsating intensely as he lazily penetrates her enjoying the tight moist entrance. He wanted her hard and fast. He moved her swiftly to her side and entered her sideways from behind so he could ravish her strongly while sucking on her nipples. He ravaged her nipples as he charged violently hard inside of her. He thrust in her savagely and came inside of her as her entrance clasped on his erect intending to suck him dry. Her moan and his rough breathing echoed the room as they both passionately came.