Chapter Five Continued

The next morning, Lyssa was still asleep when Sabrin woke and ambled out of the bedroom. As soon as he stepped foot out, he realized he had never been here before and didn’t even knew where she kept her coffee.

“Good morning, ah...Mr. Berry...Sabrin?” This voice came for the kitchen table. Sabrin looked over to see Sonny sitting quietly with the newspaper.

“Sabrin is fine, after all, I still owe you a car.”

“What?”

"Lyssa never told you about that?" Sabrin asked. Sonny shook his head. Sonny had made some coffee and had two more cups out so Sabrin poured himself a cup and sat at the table.

"She didn't tell me anything about a car." Sonny had a confused expression on his face.

"When Lyssa and I first met, I told her I was going to buy a car for the person who helped her get into my hotel room. She told me you taught her how to pick a lock so I owe you a car!" His grin quickly gave way to a more serious look. "Actually I probably owe you two for all of the help you’ve given us. I really appreciate your being there for Lyssa."

"I just want my Honey Suckle to be happy and you make her happy. I'm glad I could help."

"Honey Suckle?" Sabrin repeated, trying not to choke on his coffee.

“Surely you’re not going to tell me you haven’t enjoyed her sweet nectar?” Sonny had an amused and suggestive expression on his face now.

Sabrin looked into his coffee cup, smiling. “I guess you would be hard to convince not, huh?”

“Let’s put it this way, if there was a woman who could make a gay man straight, it would be my Sweet Honey.”

Sabrin smiled. "I can believe."

Lyssa now came out of the bedroom wearing her robe. She put her arm around Sabrin’s shoulder and whispered morning greetings before kissing him. Lyssa grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down with her two favorite men.

"Good morning, Sonny."

“Good morning. Now, Honey Bunny, why didn’t you tell me about this business about the car?"

Lyssa laughed, "You call me Honey Bunny and Honey Bunches and you HAVE to ask why?"

Sabrin interjected, "You forgot Honey Suckle."

Sonny added, "And the Honey Pot."

Lyssa turned to Sabrin, laughing, "You see what I have to put up with?"

“Honey pot? I never heard that one!” Sabrin said, with interest.

“Just don’t tell him the line you said with it!” Lyssa warned Sonny.

Sonny looked at Sabrin and shrugged apologetically. Sabrin raised an eyebrow and said one word.

“Car.”

Lyssa gasped and glared at Sabrin.

“Honey, you know how I hate my broken down old clunker,” Sonny whined, pleadingly.

“Your car is two years old and a Lincoln Town Car!”

“But I don’t like the color!” he pouted.

“”Fine, but if you tell him, I get to tell Randy what happened to you at Six Flags Amusement Park!” Lyssa countered.

Sonny paled. “I can get the clunker repainted,” he said with an exasperated sigh. "Well, I don't know about you two but I'm hungry. I think I'll make some toast for us. You stay there and relax, Honey. I know where everything is."

Sonny went in to the kitchen and popped some bread into Lyssa's toaster. He brought out some peanut butter, jams, marmalades and honey, plates and knives.

"Since I don't know what you like on your toast I've brought everything out."

Sonny soon came out of the kitchen with a big stack of toast. He placed it in the center of the table.

"Help yourself everyone." He turned to Sabrin with the honey in his hand and smiled. "Why don't you dip your fingers in the honey pot?"

"Sonny!" Lyssa called out at him and threw her napkin at him.

Sabrin started laughing while Sonny turned to him and smiled, "As long as it's blue, I'll be happy."

"This is not fair at all! You’re ganging up and conspiring against me!" Lyssa exclaimed.

Sonny just grinned and cupped her chin lovingly.

"Not fair, you say? I can be reasonable, my Honey. You take the car and I'll bed him."

Lyssa's eyes went wide and though he could not see it, so did Sabrin’s.

"Deal!" she proclaimed.

Both men nearly choked.

Sabrin pulled Lyssa to him and kissed her long and hard.

"On second thought Sonny," she gasped, "take the car. I'm going to keep Sabrin." He kissed her again.

"Isn't that always the way," Sonny sighed. "The good ones are always straight."

They all started to laugh now. Lyssa sat back up in her chair and they finished up the toast Sonny had made.

"How long will you be staying?" Sonny asked.

“I have to go back to LA in a week," Sabrin responded. They all knew why Sabrin had to return.

"Great, you'll have some time to spend together. I'll be out of your hair tomorrow."

Sabrin looked at Lyssa, with a sudden realization. “I can’t believe I’ve only spent a total of six, no seven days with you in the past five months?”

Lyssa thought that over, and nodded. “Seems like a lot more in some respects and a lot less in others. Will you stay the week? I have to work, but we will have the evenings and the weekend. You have to be there...Monday?” Sabrin nodded.

“If you will have me, I would love to stay.”

“Do you have to rub it in that she will be having you?” Sonny interjected with a mournful sigh.

That afternoon the threesome took in a performance at the Chicago Jazz Festival. The music was great but Sabrin thought the company was better. He liked being out in pubic with Lyssa without a disguise. He had noticed a few people looking at him as if they recognized him but no one approached him. After the performance, they headed to Giovanni's. Lyssa had explained the appeal of the restaurant to Sabrin but also mentioned that the food was good. Sonny stayed at the restaurant after they finished their meal while Sabrin and Lyssa made their way back to her condo.

Lyssa grabbed him as soon as Sabrin had closed the front door behind them. She ripped open his shirt and pulled it forcefully from his body. Sabrin’s eyes went wide for a moment, but after that brief moment, her actions began to have a dramatic affect on him. He grabbed Lyssa to him, raking his fingers through her hair, he brought her mouth to his, kissing her savagely. Lyssa was still trying to get his clothes off. Sabrin was now pulling at hers. Somehow they made it to the couch, but they still did not have their clothes off all the way. This caused them to fall off the couch and on to the floor. Neither seemed to notice. Sabrin felt almost like an animal, mauling his prey as he kissed Lyssa fiercely. The clothing had finally been dispensed with. Holding her down, beneath him, Sabrin slammed into Lyssa with a force so hard it should have hurt them both, but it only added fuel to the inferno.

His thrusts were deep and hard and she loved it. Her frequent gasps of pleasure caused her breasts to heave, turning Sabrin on even more. He could feel the momentum building within her body until she let out a loud gasp as her body shook from the force of her orgasm. Sabrin kept going and going as they kissed ferociously. Her breathing was again short and choppy as her body once again filled with fire. Sabrin still didn't stop, her orgasms becoming more powerful each time. Finally Sabrin climaxed with her.

Lyssa lay beneath Sabrin, gasping for breath. Sabrin’s chest was also heaving. After a moment of panting at each other, Sabrin began to laugh. Lyssa looked almost guilty as she started to laugh as well.

"Did you need a little something?" Sabrin teased.

"I'd HARD-ly call that a LITTLE something. But, yes, I needed it and I got it GOOD."

Sabrin looked flattered. "It almost sounds like you're trying to talk dirty to me, and I already know you can do that as good as a phone sex operator."

Lyssa ran her hand over his chest. "But I intend to only use that skill on you."

"You're going to be the death of me, woman, but a sweet death it will be," he said and lowered himself down to kiss her again.

They kissed for a number of minutes before Sabrin moved off Lyssa.

"Why don't we get off the floor before you have a permanent carpet pattern in your back."

Sabrin laughed and helped Lyssa to her feet.

"Let's go to bed,” Lyssa suggested.

Sabrin agreed and went to start gathering clothes.

"Leave them,” she said as she took his hand and led him to the bedroom.

"What about Sonny?" he asked, although he wasn't putting up any resistance as to where she was taking him.

"Did you want Sonny to join us?" she teased.

"Ah no," he laughed.

"You think Sonny believes we just shake hands in bed?"

Sabrin laughed, still following her lovely bottom as it swayed its way down the hall to Lyssa's bedroom.

He released a sigh. "I don't think that for a moment. Woman, you have one sexy ass."

Lyssa turned to him once they had entered her bedroom and closed the door behind them.

"Yours ain't too bad either. Now where were we?" She gave him a knowing grin as he reached for the lovely bottom he had just been staring at.

He squeezed the cheeks of her butt and kissed her.

"I love you, Lyssa," he smiled and kissed her again.

"I love you too."

They lay down on the bed with their arms around each other. Sabrin kissed her hard before beginning to make his way down her body. His kisses, licks and nips at her breasts were driving her crazy. When he reached the sweet spot between her legs, she was already in ecstasy.

"Now," he said as he looked up at Lyssa. "It's time to do some dipping into the Honey Pot."

Before she could protest, he had his tongue penetrating deep inside her. The only sounds she could make were gasps of pleasure.

It was as though Sabrin instinctively knew just how to touch her. His tongue was working magic between her thighs. He used his fingers to gently pull her labia apart, allowing him greater access to her tender flesh. She gasped at the sudden increase of sensation. Her breath became shallow and she was certain she would lose all sense of reality from the intense pleasure Sabrin was giving her. What caused her to lose it even more were the ravenous sounds he was making as he devoured her.

As his tongue penetrated her, her moans deepened and her back arched as he brought her to orgasm but he didn't stop there. Her writhing seemed to encourage him even more. He could feel she was about to climax again when he moved his body up hers and penetrated her with his rock hard erection.

She grabbed at him as though she was a drowning woman and Sabrin had come to rescue her. He sighed as her nails dug into his back. His eyes lit with a primitive raging fire. His frenzy heightened hers. Wrapping her legs around him, she used all her strength to push him deeper inside her. She assisted in his thrusts, pulling him in harder, keeping him in longer. Sabrin was fighting back his need. He wanted this to last longer. This sweet torture, this exquisite insanity.

Finally, he felt he was losing himself in desire, he could hold back no longer! He came inside her as if a volcano were erupting from within him. His moans pushed Lyssa over the edge of delight as she too felt the intense pleasure of her orgasm. They collapsed in each other's arms, kissing passionately. It was a good thing Sonny wasn't in the next bedroom as he would have surely been awakened by the sounds of the lovemaking emanating from Lyssa's bedroom.

He may have wanted to join or even just watch. The idea did not bother Lyssa; after all, Sonny would not be looking at her if he did. She giggled at the thought and Sabrin gave her a quizzical expression as he collapsed beside his lover and gathered her into his arms.

“Something funny about what we just did?” he asked, still looking confused by her laugh.

“Not at all, I was just thinking of Sonny,” she said with a grin.

“NOW!?” Sabrin asked, now looking shocked. “Was he not joking about you being able to turn a gay man straight?”

“What? He said that about me? No, I was just thinking that I’m glad he isn’t here to hear or he may have been very tempted to join!”

"Sonny is a great guy and everything but I can barely handle you as it is," Sabrin teased. He kissed Lyssa on the forehead. The only time he kissed her there was after they had made love and that made it all the more special to her. He held her tightly in his arms. They both felt so content they soon drifted off into sleep.

They didn't hear Sonny arrive back at the condo. He turned on the light when he entered the room and saw clothes strewn around. You didn't need to explain to him what had happened. He picked up all of the items of clothing and laid them on the couch. Then an evil grin came across his lips as he grabbed Sabrin’s boxers and took them to his bedroom to throw in his bag.

~ This is better than a car! ~

The morning was a wonderful one. Lyssa awoke in Sabrin’s arms to the sound of his snoring. It was not the most romantic sound, but it was something she could definitely get used to. His mouth was open and he was being very noisy, but he was the man she had wanted for years, he was in her bed, in her arms and a big part of her life. She wanted every part of him and if that meant snoring, then so be it. This was love and this was forever!

No matter what next Monday brought, Lyssa was going to stand by Sabrin. This man was a keeper.

Lyssa thought back to relationships she’d had in the past. There had been one or two times when she thought she had been in love but those feeling were not even remotely close to what she was experiencing with Sabrin. She sighed and laid her head on his chest when she heard a whisper in her ear.

"Good morning Lyssa." Sabrin was awake. They shared a gentle kiss.

"How big is your shower?" he asked.

"Not as big as the hotel, I'm afraid. But I have a large tub," she offered.

"Perfect. Let's go!"

"You are too much. I need some coffee and some food first. We should pick our clothes up from the living room too."

"You were the one who said we could leave them there!"

"Not forever! Come on. Did you bring pj's?" she asked, sitting up and looking for his bag.

"I didn't expect to need any. We’ve never used them before," he complained.

They were getting out of bed, so Lyssa reached over and playfully smacked Sabrin’s ass. "That will not always be true."

Sabrin turned around and grabbed her. "Bite your tongue, woman! Better yet, let me do it!"

Lyssa let out a laugh as Sabrin pushed her back on the bed and then kissed her.

"You think that's funny, do you?" he laughed and tickled her for a moment. Lyssa had been laughing quite hard, so when Sabrin stopped she was breathing heavy. Watching her breasts moving up then down was such a turn on for him.  As he began to kiss her sensuous lips, there was a knock at Lyssa's bedroom door.

"Honey, I don't want to interrupt but can I come in for a moment?" Sonny asked. The two lovers covered themselves with the bedding.

"Come in Sonny," called Lyssa.

"My cab is here to take me to the airport. I didn't want to leave without saying goodbye."

"I thought you weren't leaving until later?" Lyssa was surprised.

"My work here is done, Honey Bunny. It's time for me to go home," he smiled. He turned to Sabrin and extended his hand. "Take care of her okay." Sabrin took Sonny's hand but pulled him in for a "man" hug.

"I will but it’s not like you aren't going to see us again," Sabrin smiled. Sonny hugged Lyssa and they exchanged a kiss and said goodbye. As Sonny reached Lyssa's door, he turned back at the happy couple.

"And don't worry about the car, seeing my Lyssa so happy is more than enough. ~ Plus the boxers. ~"

If you’re sure," Sabrin said, offering. Sonny nodded his head.

"I am. I love you, Honey. I'll call you when I get home to let you know I got there safe."

"Thank you so much for coming and making me feel better,” Lyssa said with an appreciative smile.

“I think the man in your bed did a lot more than I did. Boff him once for me, I’d do it for you.” Sabrin’s look of shock and Lyssa sweet laughter kept a smile on Sonny’s face his whole way back to the airport.

They heard the door to the condo close. Sabrin kissed Lyssa and wrapped his arms around her.

"You're very lucky to have a friend like Sonny."

"I'm a very lucky woman in a number of ways," she smiled and kissed him, pushing him so he was lying on his back on the bed. She straddled his mid-section and gave him a mischievous grin.

"I thought you were hungry?” Sabrin asked.

"If Sonny wants me to boff my man for him, who am I to say no?" she laughed. She leaned down to kiss him again.

If the lovemaking was breakfast, then it was one of the few times when dessert was not better than the meal.

Food was made and eaten and the dishes quickly cleaned up. Lyssa wanted to go get Sabrin some pj's and Sabrin decided to humor her.

They headed out and went to a shopping mall with an old time mill in the center. The shops were not like the places in Beverly Hills and thus nothing like the stores where Niki would have shopped. Still, Lyssa was able to find some men’s silk pajamas for him. One pair in black and a second in smoky gray.

She handed them to Sabrin and smiled. "Let’s see if they fit." Sabrin held them up and looked back at her.

"I think they will, they look right and they are my-"

"Sabrin, let's try them on." Her tone was more insistent this time, but there was also something else there that he made a point never to miss. Already getting hard, Sabrin followed her to the men’s dressing room. This was an older mall and the dressing rooms were unattended. Lyssa slipped in with Sabrin close behind her. Before he got to the room, she turned to him.

"I'll be right back," she said after kissing him quickly.

"What?" He realized he had actually whined that.

"Get the pj's on. I’ll be right back. Be in room seven."

She did return almost five minutes later. She was still in her winter coat, but her pants couldn't be seen. Sabrin stood there in his black silk pajamas and wondered, until she opened her coat.

"Should I get them?" she asked, opening her coat to reveal a very sexy black lace bra and matching lace panties. Sabrin’s knees went weak just at the sight of her.

He pulled her into the change room by her coat and closed the door. He kissed her hard.

"I need to get a better look,” he said while he removed her coat. "Oh definitely!" He kissed her again. She ran her hands over the fabric starting at his chest and working her way down until she came across a significant bulge.

"This silk feels so good," she moaned. Sabrin smirked at Lyssa and moved her against the wall of the dressing room. He pushed down the black lace panties until they fell to the floor. Lyssa liberated Sabrin’s erection from the pajamas as they kissed.

There are no locks on these doors." Sabrin whispered in her ear.

"Do you want to stop and get dressed?" Lyssa offered, moving as though to go.

Sabrin grabbed her and pulled her back. "You are such a tease," he told her.

"A tease that delivers. Does that make me a slut, or just your slut?”

Sabrin was shocked at her words, or rather their effect on him. He could not even answer her in words; he braced himself with an arm on the wall and plunged into her. He locked his mouth with hers as he began his rhythm. She was trying to be quiet, but the feel of the silk rubbing against her breasts and his penetration was quickly becoming too much for her.

“Are you all right in there?” came a voice from the entrance of the dressing rooms.

Sabrin tried to sound as normal as possible, which was difficult since Lyssa was even more turned on by this close call. She kept whispering in his ear, "Harder, Sabrin harder!" as he was trying to speak.

"Fine. Thank you. I'm fine."

"Well, if you need any help..." the clerk said.

"Thank you but I'm fine."

Lyssa was biting down on her lip trying not to moan out loud. They could hear the clerk walking away from the dressing room. Sabrin did what Lyssa wanted - harder and deeper thrusts. She buried her face into his shoulder trying to muffle the sounds of her orgasm.

Sabrin grabbed her bottom and pulled her tighter against him with his next thrust. His desire ripping his mind from him. Her orgasm always caused her to tighten her hold on him and it drove him to the brink each time. But this moment was so incredible and this woman so sexy and delicious. He did not want to stop. He wanted to be inside her forever. She was licking and sucking on his shoulder. The feel of her mouth and tongue running over his body and the soft cries that escaped her mouth. He could not hold back any longer. He threw back his head and did his best to stifle his moans. The waves of hot passion left him shaking and spent as he came down from the power of his orgasm.

Lyssa was giving him an evil grin as Sabrin regretfully withdrew from her. "I think we’re going to have to buy these, but how are we going to explain the stains?" she asked, laughing.

"Maybe they won't notice," he laughed and kissed her luscious lips again. Lyssa picked the black lace panties up off the floor and put them back on. She then put her coat back on. She kissed him.

"I'll meet you at the cash register," she whispered before leaving the dressing room. Sabrin got dressed quickly. He studied the pajamas and didn't think the stain was quite as noticeable if he folded them a certain way. He only had to wait a few minutes for Lyssa to join him.

The sight of her as she caught up with him caused him to smile. When she whispered in his ear that she had decided against wearing any undies at all, his eyes went wide and his breathing again became shallow.

She seemed to have a special talent for knowing how to turn him on and then turn him on again. Sabrin paid for their items, pushing her purse back as he did. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her out of the store and back to her car.

"I want to go back to your place and I want you to step on it!"

"But there are so many things we need to do today. There's a winter festival being held close by and, of course, more shopping...we need to pick up groceries...” she teased.

"I'll sing if I have to!" he threatened.

"Okay, okay," she laughed as she turned into the parking area for her condo.

Sabrin and Lyssa were holding hands when they came in the building. They shared a gentle kiss when the doors to the elevator slid open and Lyssa's sour neighbor walked out.

"Good afternoon Mr. Growski," Lyssa said nicely.

"Good afternoon," Growski grumbled. They could hear him complain under his breath as he walked by them. "Well that explains all the damn noise!”

Sabrin and Lyssa got on the elevator. As soon as the doors closed they both burst out laughing.