“Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard,” she pleaded.
I tightened my grip on her waist and thrusted into her aggressively while she threw her ass into me. Lord knows I wanted this moment to last forever, but we only had about five minutes before we’d officially be running late.
“Damn, baby. You ready for me to bust this load?”
Before she could respond, I reached around her waist and pressed my index and middle finger against her clit.
“Cum with me, Breeze. Cum with me!”
I’d lost count of the number of times our body fluids collided in the past ten hours, but we should have been dehydrated. Her knees buckled underneath, and I fell on her back while my dick remained between her ass cheeks.
“I don’t know how I’ll make it through the day,” she said, taking a deep breath every few words.
“Yeah, I could skip work and lay up with you all day.”
“If we lay up, we’ll do more fucking than laying, and you know it.”
“I know, which makes it even better.”
I rolled to the side of her but kept my arm around her waist, and we lay silently for a minute with only our labored breathing filling the room.
“This seems surreal,” she said in a low voice.
I tightened my hold on her and pressed a kiss on her back. “Why?”
“Do you know how long I’ve wanted this to happen?”
“No.”
“I’m embarrassed to tell you. Are you playing with me, or is this for real?”
“What? Turn around.” She rolled over until we were face-to-face. “This is the real deal, baby. I would never play with you like that.”
“Then what took you so long?”
“I’ll answer that if you tell me how long you’ve been checking for me.”
“I mean, I thought you were cute the first time I saw you, but I knew you were too old for me. When I hit about seventeen, I used to pray you would notice me, but you barely looked my way.”
“Mel, you know my life was fucked up for a while. It hasn’t been long since I got myself together. When I was finally ready to make you mine, you start dealing with that bitch-ass nigga.”
“I had given up. It felt like you moved here to taunt me, and I ain’t like that, but if you had said something, I would’ve?—”
“Nah, it had to happen naturally, when it was supposed to happen. Understand this, though, baby. You’re mine now, and I won’t let shit come between us.”
“You and Tia are done?”
“Whatever that was we had going is over. You don’t have shit to worry about as far as she or any other woman is concerned. I ain’t never been the type of man to be fuckin’ on a bunch of bitches. Why would I start that shit now that I got the woman of my dreams?”
She smiled. “If you want some more pussy, just say that.”
She sat up and tried to straddle me, and as much as I didn’t want to, I stopped her.
“If you sit on my dick, we’ll never make it to work.”
She sighed but agreed. A few minutes later, she had slipped back into the clothes she had on when she came to my apartment last night. I walked her to the door, pressed her back against it, and we kissed for at least ten minutes. I admittedly couldn’t get enough of her and was unsure how I’d make it through the day.
“I need to go, Breeze.”
