The coolness of the night air caressed her sensitive skin as she opened up for me, her thighs trembling as she tried her best to relax. With one hand on her waist, I thrust up into her, filling her up slowly as my fingers dug into her waist. Our hips ground together before she stopped and waited. A desperate moan escaped my lips as I pulled her closer to claim her mouth again, our tongues dancing together in a frenzy that spoke volumes of unspoken words. My teeth scraped against her bottom lip before invading her mouth in a dominant kiss.
Sawyer’s soft lips brushed against my earlobe, sending shivers down my spine as she whispered raspingly, “You feel so fucking good.”
She trembled as I pushed deeper inside her, seating all ten inches of my dick completely. I groaned against her mouth, our bodies moving together in a rhythm that felt primal and forbidden.
My hands clenched on Sawyer’s smooth hips, guiding her up and down, controlling the pace. “You’re so fuckin’ wet,” I whispered darkly.
We rocked back and forth in a twisted dance of lust and need. She couldn’t help but moan as I thrust harder, grinding against her. It felt so fucking good, so fucking right. Every slide of mydick inside Sawyer’s water park of a pussy was met with a moan from her and a deep growl from me that made me want more.
Our hips ground together faster with each pounding thrust and buck.
“Yeah, ride this dick,” I instructed. “It’s all yours.”
I panted against her neck while nibbling on it gently, before claiming her sweet mouth again in another possessive kiss that told the lie that she was mine, if only for the moment.
Her hips bucked faster against mine until, finally, her orgasm built. “Oooh shit! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! I’m cumming!” Sawyer cried out before biting my shoulder, teeth sinking into my taut muscles.
She had me thirsty for release. I growled low in a mix of pleasure and pain before thrusting upward into her one last time and exploding inside her with a shout that echoed through her small apartment. The shuddering of my release triggered yet another climax for her, and she shook and jerked around me, nails digging into my flesh as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.
Breathless and spent, we collapsed against the bed together, our bodies still joined. My heavy breathing mingled with hers as water dripped from her damp braids onto the sheets beneath us.
I whispered hoarsely against her ear, “That was . . . incredible.”
A low, slow laugh bubbled up inside her as she slowly slapped my chest. “I had to get you back after round one,” she mumbled sluggishly.
I shot her a smirk when I saw her eyes already closing. My job was done. I lay there, holding her in my arms. As I watched her fall asleep, I couldn’t help but wonder how long I could keep her, before the rain stopped pouring outside and I had to turn her loose.
The next morning.
Lord, please tell me it’s raining outside . . . like, pouring rain.
I rolled over and rested my head on Kareem’s chest. He’d turned me every which way but loose last night, and although my pussy was sore, I was still leaking for more. Shit, the way he had me bent up like a pretzel and screaming his name, I didn’t even know my body could move like that, let alone my voice hit those octaves. I didn’t know what he’d done to me. Had he awakened the freak deep inside me? It was like his dick had magic fairy dust in that shit or something. It put me right to sleep, like a baby to warm milk, and I wasn’t ready to say goodbye.
My ears perked up when I heard Butta scratching outside my bedroom door. He needed to be taken out. I didn’t want to peel my naked body away from Kareem’s, but I had to tend to my Butta Bean.
When I started to ease away, Kareem stirred and rubbed his eyes. I lifted my head and rested my chin on my hand. “Good morning.”
“Good morning.”
“I gotta take Butta out. You stay. I’ll be back,” I informed him before hopping up and grabbing a T-shirt from my drawer.
He took longer to get up, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Bet. Is it still raining?
“I’m not sure, but it looks like the power is back on,” I said, pointing to the vent in the floor where cold air from the A/C was coming out.
“Aight, bet. That means you can charge your phone.”
“And that I can get you to your car . . .” I acknowledged hesitantly, knowing I wanted to keep him to myself a bit longer.
“Yeah.”
“But first, I think we should eat now that the electricity is back. Should we have omelets or pancakes?”
“You think we got time for all that?”
I sauntered over and pushed my body in between his legs before leaning in and kissing him as if he were mine and mine only. “Yes, we have time to make breakfast.” I kissed him again and pushed out of his embrace. “Did you forget breakfast is the most important meal of the day?”
“In that case, you got any eggs and bacon?”
