AU Smoke and Annie: Excited One Shot
He had to make sure everything was perfect. For her. His Annie. Maybe it was too soon to call her his but it felt right. Familiar. Warm and soft with a hint of sweetness like a honeysuckle. There was something special about her, his Annie. Her soul called to his soul the first time he was blessed with a glimpse of her. She was stepping into a cafe in downtown Clarksdale. Just returned back home from Chicago he leaned against his truck as his identical twin rambled on about some woman. Imani or Isis or something. Hell he didn't know exactly. He was just glad it wasn't Mary. Her married ass was trouble.
Chicago had been fun but Smoke was ready to set down his roots back at home. As the Mississippi sun beat down on him and sweat rolled down his spine he thought about what he really wanted and why they came back. He wanted moments on the porch with glasses of sweet tea and nature's soundtrack of cicadas filling the air, games of spades and dominoes with his favorite cousin Sammie and weekly fish frys with his friends Delta Slim, Cornbread and Bo who were more family than mere friends. He wanted calm. Quiet. Peace.
Yes Clarksdale was home and he was glad he was back. The gentle melody of her laugh floated over to him across the street and left him enraptured as he watched her walk into the cafe's door. Her curls bounced against her shoulders in happy movement as she seemed to walk to a rhythm of a drum and dance only she could hear. Her skin shimmered like liquid gold in the sun. Her beautiful lips were covered in the prettiest shade of red Smoke had ever seen. It reminded him of the sweet summer strawberries he would pick during his childhood with his brother to earn money. He wondered if her lips were just as sweet.
He quickly shut the door of the truck he had driven with his brother from Chicago leaving his twin to talk to himself as he made his way toward the cafe. He didn't even know what he would say to the beauty when he saw her but he knew he had to have her attention. Bells jingled over the door as he entered and the gentle hum of life permeated the atmosphere. The smell of whole fried catfish, greens, black eyed peas, okra, red beans, bbq and yams filled the air. The room was filled with people eating their vittles of pressed Po'Boys and Hot Tamales. Displays of Mississippi Mud pies, pound cakes, lemon meringue pies and every single southern sweet you could think of lined the front counter. And there she stood. She was even more regal up close. She radiated a beauty so ethereal he thought surely this was his glimpse of heaven. As he walked closer towards her the sweet aroma of her perfume wrapped around his nose like tendrils. She smelled like sandalwood, creamy and sweet, and a mix of something he couldn't quite put his finger on.
She paused as she spoke with her friend as this handsome man entered her space. Her breath hitched so slightly, caught in her chest. This man was beautiful. He looked stoic in a manner that she had never seen before. Yet there was something bubbling just beneath the surface. There. Right there. There was someone deeper there. She could see it in the small twinkle in his eyes.
He gently offered her his hand. "Smoke."
"Annie. Nice to make your acquaintance." He rubbed soothing circles in her hand as they stood together in the cafe as the world around them melted away. Annie thought she saw his lips turn up slightly. She didn't know who this man was but she already felt the threads of her soul intertwining with the threads of his.
"I don't believe I have ever seen you here before," he said.
"Well I moved to Clarksdale a few years ago from Louisiana. Well...my grandmother and I did."
"Oh. For what, exactly?" He was curious to know what greater force had blessed him with the chance to meet her.
"Well..." she said in that slow southern drawl that felt like a warm hug. "Spirit said Clarksdale and here we are" she said with a tiny shrug of her shoulder.
Now Smoke didn't normally believe in things such as spirit or any of that mumbo jumbo stuff. Simply power. Power he could see plainly with his eyes. But for her, he knew he would believe in anything.
That had been their meeting over five months ago. He never knew a person could be home. That's what Annie had been for him. Home. Late night drives to 24 hour diners where they would talk and laugh as if the day had no end. Countless phone calls and walks just to be in each other's presence. Annie had even blessed the building he and Stack had bought. She prayed and worked every root she knew for protection and abundance for him and his crazy brother.
His feet shuffled across the polished hickory floor with the smell of Florida water lingering in the air from the deep clean he had given his industrial loft situated in the center of Clarksdale. The loft was once a part of an old saw mill. Smoke and Stack had seen more than just an old mill in that place. They saw real potential. It had good bones. A solid foundation.
So he and his brother bought the old mill and converted it into loft apartments on one side and a club they called The Juke Joint on the other side. Every Friday and Saturday night you could come to The Juke Joint and get the best fried catfish sandwich, play a game or two of cards and hear the best blues player in the Mississippi Delta Sammie with his sweet thang Pearline.
Smoke and Stack occupied the two most spacious lofts directly across from each other. They were never too far from each other. They were the SmokeStack twins and their reputation preceded them.
Smoke had to make this night one Annie couldn't forget. He lit candles throughout his home that gave a soft golden glow. A bouquet of white, pink and red peonies rested on the counter for her. Peonies were Annie's favorite flower. She always found them to be so beautiful. He had made Annie's favorite, crawfish étouffée, using her grandmother's recipe and French bread to remind her of home.
He could feel the excitement of the night buzzing underneath his skin. He ran a hand over his hair and double checked himself in the mirror. A knock at the door drew his attention. He gave himself one more once over and walked over to welcome his guest.
There Annie stood. In a fiery red dress that hugged every beautiful curve. Her breasts sat high and full. He wondered what her nipples would taste like. She wore his favorite lipstick. The same one he had seen her on the first day they met. A smile graced her face and her eyes sparkled when she peered at him.
"Elijah."
The way his name rolled off her tongue sent a rush straight to his dick. He subtly readjusted himself in his pants. He stepped forward and engulfed her into a hug. The hairs of his beard tickled her neck as his cologne cloaked her in an embrace that made her clit thump. Smoke pulled her by her waist closer to him making their bodies flush against another. He could smell the faint fragrance of her arousal as her nipples pebbled against his chest.
She felt flush all over her body. The heat of desire tingled at her back as he held her. He took a step back to allow her inside. Annie stopped for a moment to take it all in. His loft was a soft golden color from the light of the candles as they flickered against the wall. His home was a balance of browns and blacks with accents of golds and blues. Smoke loved the color blue. There on the counter sat the most exquisite arrangement of peonies that Annie had ever seen in her life.
She shifted to face Smoke with a smile that could light a thousand dark nights.
"You remembered."
"I remember everything about you."
She blushed against her skin. "Thank you. They are magnificent."
"Not quite as magnificent as you." His voice gruff and deep. She turned and walked towards the kitchen.
"And what is that delicious smell? It smells like my granny's crawfish étouffée."
"That's because it is darling. There's also your favorite candy pecan pralines. I used her recipes."
Annie was taken aback. She had caught Smoke on numerous occasions at her grandmother's house without her knowledge. He would hoe the garden and dig up weeds. Fix doors and lay tile. Anything her grandmother fancied. She had even heard muffled conversations on the phone that Smoke would abruptly end whenever she would enter the room. When she asked him about it he would say that he was on the phone with her grandmother but that her grandmother said she had to go. Who knew that Smoke and her grandmother had been sharing together to create a precious moment for her. Tears tickled the corners of her eyes.
"Now don't start that crying. I have a whole evening planned for us."
Annie chuckled at Smoke and told him these were tears of happiness. He guided her to the table and pulled out her chair. As he pushed her in he left a lingering kiss on her cheek. Their night was filled with laughter and lingering sensual touches across the table.
"Annie, you are special. I think about you every single day. I carry you in my spirit. You are a part of my soul."
Annie was moved by Smoke's words. He wasn't a man that expressed himself openly often so she cherished each word he uttered across his lips.
Smoke stood and held out his hand for her to take. Annie placed her hand in his as he pulled her to him. He moved them towards his bedroom. He released her hand as he turned and took in her fully. He motioned for her to take off her clothes. She turned.
"Unzip me."
His hands reached the zipper and reverently unzipped her dress. She pushed the dress off her shoulders and allowed it to pool at her feet. He took in her glory. White lace covered the swells of her breasts and he could see the pebbling of her chocolate nipples.
God.
Was she magnificent.
His eyes traveled down her body to her lace white panties that covered her mound with an opening where he saw a glimpse of silver at her clit.
His eyes continued to wander down to her feet which were covered with red satin slingback stilettos with a red bow at the back of each of her heels. She looked like a gift. Smoke couldn't wait to unwrap her. He took a step forward. She stopped him with a hand to his chest and a push.
"You next."
He took his time. He pulled his shirt over his head. Revealing a solid firm body. He looked like a sweet caramel. His biceps bulged and Annie could feel herself salivating. Next he unbuckled his belt unbuttoning his pants to pull at the zipper. He allowed his pants to fall to the ground with a thunk. He took a step towards Annie as she once again stopped him with her hand.
Using her hand, she pushed him until the back of his knees touched the bed. With one final gentle push, she pushed him down to the bed. She straddled over his dick and wrapped her hand around his throat. She leaned down close to his ear and licked slowly.
"Ara re ko ni gbagbe mi laelae."*
Smoke could feel his dick harden against the warmth of Annie's pussy. She trailed kisses down his face. Kissing and sucking his nipples as she licked and sucked over his chest. She pulled back slightly and gave his right nipple a slight pitch and twist. He groaned deep in the back of his throat as his eyes fluttered. She was pulling him apart.
She continued her journey down his chest until she reached the crux of his pelvis. Forming a V and covered the the soft tufts of jet black hair lay a piece of art. It was the most beautiful dick Annie had ever seen. It was long, girthy and veiny with one long thick vein running down along the center of his shaft that seemed to throb with every single look Annie gave.
She peered up at Smoke as he looked down at her through his eyelashes as his eyes sat low. She licked the tip of his shaft with her tongue causing his eyes to flutter. His toes curled down to grip the wooden floor beneath him. She continued to lick and slurp on the mushroom tip of his shaft as precum leaked from his dick.
She then opened her mouth wider, taking him deeper down her throat. She had to stop as she gagged. He was the largest she had ever experienced. Annie slowly breathed out of her nose to adjust herself. She pushed him deeper until her nose was flush with his pelvis. She sucked, allowing the spit to run down her face and neck as she pleasured him. She was a fucking mess of spit dripping down her breasts. His moans fueled her to go hard.
She released Smoke from her mouth as she used both of her hands to twist and pull along his shaft while using her mouth at the tip of his dick.
Smoke felt like he was losing his mind. Tingling shocks of electricity moved over his body as Annie worked his dick over. She ran her finger nails gingerly down the Smoke's chocolate shaft. He lay across his brown satin sheets feeling Annie kiss down the length of his dick in complete awe. Annie could feel her clit thump with every swell of Smoke's dick. Her thighs felt sticky with wetness and arousal. Each pant and moan Annie drew from Smoke made her feel godly.
She pulled his dick from her mouth and spit in her hand. Drawing his dick back deeply within her throat, she used her spit covered hand to gently massage his balls.
He could feel the tightening of his balls as she continued to lick over him. He had to stop her or he could cum down her throat. He wanted...no he needed to please her. He leaned up and grabbed her ass cheeks pulling her up to him. Annie was shocked as he moved her body like a feather.
Moving Annie up his body, he released her breasts from their white lace constraints. Bouncing in his face, he took her in. Her nipples were hardening under his gaze. Holding a breast in the palm of each of his hands he relished in their weight. Perfectly sized and full, he couldn't resist using his tongue to taste them. Sweet. Like those summertime juicy strawberries. Just as he had imagined.
He placed her pussy over his face as he lay back on the bed. His nose delved into her pussy as he inhaled her arousal. She was dripping wet.
"Is this for me?"
He looked at the piercing above her clit. It sparkled in the candlelight. He wrapped his lips around her clit as he sucked gently. Using his index finger, he penetrated deep within her pussy to draw her sweet honey out. She arched her back panting breathlessly. She gave slow rolls of her hips as she rode his face. He swiped his tongue over her clit sending chills down her body. Annie had never felt this level of pleasure from head. Smoke was an attentive lover.
Licking her clit softly, he savored the taste of it like ice cream on a hot summer day that he didn't want to eat too fast or melt too quick. Annie picked up the pace, rolling her hips with pressing need. She rolled her hips faster and faster as she felt the tightening in her core.
"Baby. Please don't stop."
Smoke increased the pressure of his tongue on her clit. Quickly he released her clit as he wet his thumb. He placed his thumb in her ass as he began to suck and lick on her clit again.
"Right there baby. Don't stop. Please."
Annie had never experienced anal pleasure. Smoke breached her walls, intensifying her pleasure and sending her body into overdrive.
"Right there?'
"Yes. Right there. God.You feel so good."
Her core continued to tighten until she felt herself thrown in the throes of euphoria as she squirted all over his face. He drank from her well as a man dying of thirst in the desert. Annie began to float back down to earth but Smoke had other plans for her.
He swiftly flipped her over on the bed as he pulled her by the ankles to his body. He tapped his penis on her clit as her wet pussy splashed against him.
"Hmmm. Elijah. You feel so good to me."
God this must be what heaven feels like Smoke thought to himself.
He pushed his dick into Annie's pussy and stilled. She felt like his own personal paradise. Her warm and wet pussy gripped his dick and pulsed, squeezing and pulling him deeper. He gave her stroke after stroke staring down into the pools of her brown eyes. Using two fingers, he began playing with her clit. His dick moved in and out covered in her creamy elixir.
Smoke knew she was close. Her chest heaved up and down as her breasts bounced up and down from his deep long strokes.
"Elijah. I'm cumming baby."
"Cum for me. You are so beautiful when you cum. Wet this dick up."
Annie couldn't hold back any longer as she cum all over his dick. Smoke quickly leaned down to lick her clean. But Annie hadn't satisfied herself and grabbed Smoke's legs to flip him on his back as she swallowed him whole leaving him shocked as he sucked on her clit. She continued to lick him clean as he devoured her clit.
She could feel herself cumming again. Fire rushed over her breasts as she came on Smoke's face leaving her essence dripping from his beard.
Righting their bodies, he turned Annie to face him. Smoke said "Kiss me baby. I love the taste of you."
He stared into her beautiful brown eyes and said, "I need one more from you. Can you give me one more?"
Annie gazed at Smoke as if he hung the stars and the moon slowly sliding down his dick. They groaned in satisfaction as their bodies joined together. She wined and rolled her hips against as he stroked her deeper and deeper into the oceans of pleasure. She used her hands to grab his ass to pull him closer to her. He placed his hand around her throat.
"Open up."
Annie opened her mouth as Smoke allowed his spit to drip down into her mouth.
"Swallow."
She swallowed as her lust filled eyes set him ablaze. He groaned.
He knew that this one was it. There would never be another one. Annie was it for him. She had ruined him. Annie watched Smoke lustfully as he devoured her soul.
They were connected. This was more than sex. They were knitting their souls and spirits together. Tied together for an eternity.
"Elijah." Annie pants.
"Yes."
"Elijah. I can't hold it. I am cumming."
"Don't hold it. Cum for me."
"Cum with me Elijah. Cum in my pussy. I want to feel all of you in my pussy."
The moment those words slipped from Annie's lips, Smoke could feel his soul leaving his body and marrying itself to Annie's.
He came with a roar that made its way to the heavens and Annie cried out as he filled her with his cum.
Their chests heaved up and down as Smoke rolled off Annie and lay beside her. Sweat glistened on their bodies as a smile graced Annie's face. They lay in the afterglow of their intimacy.
Annie peeked up at Smoke.
"You know-"
"You are it for me." Smoke stated with a finality that Annie hadn't expected.
She let out a little chuckle and said "You're it for me too."
Yall this story wouldn't let me loose until I put pen to paper. I normally don't write but I couldn't let it go. I hope yall enjoyed!
*"Your body will never forget me."
