That made him smile. “I got secrets so dark they keep me up at night.”
“I’m a good secret keeper.”
“Nah.” he finally gave her his eyes. “These muthafuckas’ll haunt you, Dorothy.”
She tapped her chin, thinking. “Didn’t I already defeat the Wicked Witch of the West?”
Malik pulled her into him more, making their lips crash into each other. He was tired of talking. Aku moaned against him, her body warming as the thin fabric of her shorts allowed her to feel him beneath her.
“If you ain’t gonna fuck me, then stop, ’cause I’m horny, Malik,” she whined, still rocking her pussy against him.
His face nestled between the crook of her neck, sucking to leave a mark. “A nigga stressed out and all you care ‘bout is gettin’ some dick?”
Aku nodded. “Mm hmm…”
He laughed. “Tell me something…what cuh need to know before I cross this line with yo’ lil bossy ass?”
Aku groaned. “Malik, you talking to much…just?—”
He sucked on her neck harder, shutting her up. Malik’s hands roamed up her back, making her spine curl before his long fingers tangled into her hair, gripping her scalp. “Your mouth gon’ keep you in hella trouble… you know that, Dorothy?”
Aku hissed from the pressure of his gentle but aggressive tugs. “Malik,” she hummed.
“You like that rough shit?”
“I like that you shit,” she sassed back, gaining her another tug. “Ugh…”
“My dick hard as fuck. What you gon’ do ’bout that?”
“What you want me to do?” Aku looked into his eyes.
There were so many unspoken words being passed between them that she was already unraveling. And the way he chewed on his lip, had Aku in a trance.
“Suck this muthafucka since your mouth always moving,” Malik kissed her again.
She smiled sexily, easing off his lap and lowering to her knees. Kneeling between his legs, Aku undid his jeans, her mouth watering with thoughts of tasting him. Thoughts of this moment kept her hands between her legs most nights.
Malik lifted a little to allow her to shimmy his jeans down. She let out a giggle when his long, caramel dick popped out at attention.
“I’m Aku…what’s your name?” she asked, wrapping her warm hands around his shaft. It felt good against the cool air of the AC. “That’s okay, you don’t gotta say nothing. Just lemme take you somewhere.”
“Damn,” he grunted when her flat tongue swiped up the side of his dick. His hands dug into the couch when he felt her warm mouth wrap around it.
Aku sucked him slow and sweet, savoring every bit of him.
His phone vibrated on the cushion next to him. Aku caught a glimpse at the name.Queshaflashed until the call stopped.
Malik didn’t seem too worried about it, so she kept sucking, making sure to ease her mouth all the way down to the base of his dick. She held her breath, allowing her mouth to juice up, ready to get sloppy. All that cute shit was just the starter.
She tucked her hair behind her ears. Aku gave him one last look, her eyelashes fluttering up at him, before she inhaled his dick.
The gushiness of her mouth had his toes curling in his shoes and his hands looking for anything to keep him grounded. Never one to be outdone, Malik thrusted his hips up, making her gag a little, but she didn’t stop.
“Fuck,” he moaned. “Yea, eat that dick like that.”
She grinned, her teeth scraping him slightly, before she started to bob harder and faster. Spit dripped down his dick, giving her more leverage to keep gliding her mouth up and down. The seat of her panties was soaked.
Her pussy leaked more when his moans filled the room.
