“Home court advantage,” Silas told her.
Nuri didn’t reply, but Silas interpreted the questions squirming around in her eyes.
“I’m a gentleman. Let me satisfy you,” Silas insisted. “Trust me, I got’chu.”
Nuri relinquished her control, and allowed Silas to have his way. He started by removing her pants, then bowing in front of her. Her erotic scent was so heavenly, his mouth immediately watered. Nuri’s body was like a perfectly wrapped gift, and Silas couldn’t help the impulses rushing through his body as he pressed his lips against the thin fabric that kept her treasure hidden from him.
“Mmm,” Nuri moaned, smoothing her hand across the top of his head.
Silas reached up, hooking his finger around the center of her thong, and ripped it. He wanted to be gentle, but her nectar had him feening.
Nuri giggled, amused at the way he was unraveling right before her eyes.
“Lay down and spread that pussy for me,” Silas told her, standing to his feet.
Nuri obeyed, leaning forward to watch Silas undress. She admired his toned body, tattooed chest and arms, and his dick was so pretty with that deep hook; she squirted as soon as her finger touched her swollen clit.
“Gotdamn, Nuri, baby… that shit was sexy as fuck.” Silas said, stepping out of his jeans.
Closing the space between them, Silas bowed down again. This time he took his time, admiring Nuri’s glistening pussy. Using both of his thumbs to spread her lower lips, her throbbing clit was exposed. With one swipe, followed up by the swift roll of his tongue; Silas devoured Nuri’s sweet, pulsating pussy.
“Ohh…Ssss,” Nuri moaned, biting down on her bottom lip. She reached forward, pulling him deeper, smothering his face in her wetness.
Getting a good grip on her waist, Silas created waves with his tongue, and Nuri rode each of them with passion. Suddenly, Silas took her higher, using his left hand to play with her nipple, his tongue to slurp and swivel on her numb, and his right index finger to dip in her ass- creating a pain and pleasure effect so good, Nuri swore she was having an out-of-body experience.
“Fuckkk! I’m ‘bout to cum, Si’,” Nuri warned.
“Make that pussy cry for daddy,” Silas spoke into her pussy, his voice causing a vibration that made her legs quake.
“Ughn,” Nuri squirted again, this he drank that shit like he was standing at a water fountain. All that wasn’t caught in his mouth coated his face, and he loved that shit.
“Pussy gon’ be my fuckin kryptonite,” Silas murmured, lapping her pussy until she was too sensitive to touch.
“Please… I’m ready,” Nuri begged for the dick, damn near desperate to feel him inside her oasis.
Silas chuckled lowly, then stood to his feet.
“Lay back and spread your legs,” Silas commanded, walking over to his dresser to grab a jar of massage butter.
Nuri did as told, expecting the next thing she felt to be his dick; but it wasn’t. It was smooth. It was light-weight, and heavy on moisture… It wasBaccarat Rouge 540 Body Butter. Nuri recognized the scent right away, and her body appreciated thepressure Silas was applying with the massage he was effortlessly delivering.
Silas massaged her calf muscles, the arch, and heel of her feet while sucking each of her toes one-by-one.
“Sss,” Nuri moaned lightly, appreciating the sensations that raced through her body. She’d been intimate before, but not once had a man ever sucked her toes. That one act alone took her to another level of pleasure. Right when she thought she was about to relax, her stomach caved, due to an unexpected orgasm.
“Hell yea! Let that shit go, baby,” Silas told her, slowly moving up further. He took time and massaged her thick thighs, then her hands; while sucking her erect nipples that were pleading for attention.
“Oh my God, Si… I’m ‘bout to cum again,” Nuri announced through her euphoric haze.
“Release it, baby. Yell that shit out like you mean it,” Silas told her, allowing his dick to jump, all while deepening her orgasm by gliding his dick slowly over her slippery, swollen clit.
Nuri was way past the point of being turned on, she was ready to fuck… craving him in a way that made patience feel like punishment. She reached up, arms sliding around his neck, pulling him into her space like she meant to keep him there. Their lips crashed into each other so passionately their hearts’ slow danced to a new rhythm.
Silas focused on her erogenous zones. He moved with precision, zeroing in on the places most men overlooked. Every touch was intentional, starting with the places that held the most tension and told the deepest truths—her hands, feet, back, and the soft curve of her ass. He was locked in on the spots that made her melt slow.
Her pressure points.
The goal was simple…guide her to the edge of ultimate bliss and uncontrollable orgasms, then dive in with the main course.
