Part 36

Part 36

A few hours into our drive and King does something so unexpectedly that I was surprised and shocked, but engrossed in his words. King started singing to me, his voice was so mellow but strong, smooth with a pitch of roughness. I didn't know the song he was singing but the words rolled off his tongue like juices from a freshly bitten mango. The melody gave me chills to the point that the hairs all over my body was standing at attention ready to salute the lyricist.

"I love your voice. I didn't know you had vocals like that. Why didn't you tell me you could sing like that."

"My voice is only for my wife. At the time I didn't know if you truly loved me or if I was just a crush for you."

"What makes you think you're still not a crush?" I said with a smile.

"In your scream, I felt the love you have for me. Am I wrong?"

"No, no you're not wrong."

"Then allow me too make love to your mind and soul with a few songs I wrote for you."

"I'm all yours my King."

My heart's pounding unconditionally, hands sweaty, and my mind is on full throttle; I have no clue how to come down off of this natural high. His voice and the love that he displays, has nothing on the chemicals forced into my veins. This is a new high for me, a high I want forever. King reached over for my hand without missing a tune, grabbing me in a way that only my undergarments could tell you the true story of want his voice does to me. I knew his mouth was gifted, but I had no clue how gifted until this moment.

Three songs later I told King that I needed him to pull over at the rest stop. Of course he couldn't just give me an okay,  he had to ask why. Blushing, I told him that I need to freshen up, that the evidence of how he makes me feel keeps rubbing against my sweet spot. With a smile, he blessed me with his approval by merging off of the exit to get me where I needed to be. Holding my hand as gentle as he could, he pulled my hand to his lips, and caressed his lips with the back end of my hand. Just looking at him, I was deeply in tune with where I believe he was, I wanted him and wanted him now.

"Do you think we could start this journey in the morning, and find a hotel now?"

"We can if that's what you want. In about, ten minutes we'll be in Valdosta Georgia, where's there nothing to do. Now, if we travel another three to three and a half hours we'll be in Atlanta."

"Valdosta is perfect, I don't want you to get distracted with seeing so many beautiful women."

The laugh he let out was deep and contagious. Looking at me and laughing again.

"What's so damn funny?"

"I told you that all I see is you, but your jealousy is adorable." Bringing my hand to his face, kissing it again.

He moistened his lips with his tongue, damn near drove me crazy.

"What are you trying to do over there?"

"What do you mean my love?" Smiling like a cheshire cat.

"You know I want you, and your teasing me."

"I'm not doing it on purpose. I'm comfortable around you. With you I can let my guard down and be myself. Sense you said I'm teasing you, maybe you'll allow me to please you orally. Only if you're ready for any type touching."

"Ummm, I'm ready. I'm so ready!"