Is this love?
Bria was going crazy. How could one so demented fuck her like he had been appointed to do so? Lo pinned her arms down, gracing her with sloppy kisses. Like an animal, she devoured his lips, longing for more and more of him.
“Turn around.”
With haste, Bria flipped over on all four limbs.
“Arch your back.”
She gave him her best arch before he smacked her ass. It stung greatly but ceased when he entered her pussy from behind. This position offered so much more pleasure. Spreading her ass cheeks, Lo pounded her center, making her bite the pillow to keep her from yelling out.
“I paid for this pussy with my last name. Don't ever in your life get comfortable enough to open your legs for another nigga.”
Lo was angry. The aggression in his strokes told her so. It hurt so good. Pounding her sex while expressing his disdain was something Bria didn’t think would turn her on. Yet here she was, leaking so much that she rivaled a Super Soaker water gun.
“That nigga fucked you like this, Bri-Bri?”
She couldn’t answer that when his dick had her almost crawling up the wall. Bria wouldn’t front on Dough and say that the sex wasn’t good. In fact, it was great, but Lo had a different aura. His sex appeal turned her on so much that he didn’t need to get her stimulated because she was always wet around him.
“Answer me!”
Slapping her ass, Lo made her profess, “No, not like this.”
“You got a lot of making up to do. You gon’ feel my wrath for betraying me.”
If his wrath felt anything like this, Bria didn’t mind committing more sins against him. Lo fucked her so good that she didn’t need to throw it back. Her scalp suddenly burned. Her wet hair was trapped in between his fingers.
“You need to beg for my mercy, Bria.”
Huh?
That sounded too much like being a slave. She’d committed a terrible act, but she wouldn’t allow this man to degrade her.
“‘Cause I wanna do a lot of shit to you.” He pulled her hair harder. “Some good, some bad. Do it, now!”
“Have mercy on me,” she whimpered, feeling like a possessed woman.
Bria felt pressure mounting in her pussy. Her clit thumped as Lo drove his dick to her cervix. This was better thanbliss. It was a mere piece of paradise. Lo hadn’t put any effort into fucking her. Just told her that he wanted pussy, and Bria became a rain puddle within seconds.
Lo’s speed had picked up. Bria parted her lips, ready to shout triumphantly. The first pulsation felt different. Almost like a warning that what Lo had done to her body would forever be etched into her brain. He fucked her with strength she’d never experienced. She didn’t think her pussy would be this sensitive to his stroke.
“Oh, hold on. Looo, wait!”
Instead of him taking her command, he withdrew from her center. The pressure had boiled over, and Bria could hardly contain what her body was going through.
“Ooohhhhmmyy… shitttttt,” she screeched, as her walls flexed with the strength of ten men. Liquid sprouted like a water hose as her muscles contracted. This wasn’t a normal orgasm. This wasn’t the usual cummin’ Bria did with Dough. This was an eruption. An initiation ceremony for her pussy to crave Lo.
Bria was spent. Panting was the only sound in the bedroom as he placed her on her back. Hiking her leg up, he slid his dick inside her quivering walls. She hadn’t even descended from her orgasm and now he was stroking her kitty again.
“I already know you ain’t been fucked for real. I can tell by the way you just squirted all over me.”
“Lo, pleassee,” she whispered. “I need a minute.”
“You don’t need shit but to make sure you never try me again. Now, be quiet while I make love to you.”
Bria didn’t think he was capable of something so intimate. He was a six-foot-three demon. He didn’t have the emotional availability to make love let alone love her. But as he slowly touched her flesh with his veiny erection, she had second thoughts.
“This feels so good,” she moaned, cupping his face and kissing him.
