Page 24 of Give Me All Of You

“Talk to me, baby. Wassup?”

Fighting the urge to take another shot, I looked him in the eyes and said, “I’m nervous as hell,” I simpered.

Not taking his eyes off of me, he walked around the counter and pressed his body against mine, lodging me between him and the counter.

“Why you nervous, love?” He traced his index finger along my jawline, down to my neck, where he cuffed it. “Hmm?”

“I-I uh, I haven’t been intimate with anyone in over a year.” I admitted bashfully.

I noticed his hooded eyes dance over my face through his lens before he spoke again.

“Do you want me to change that for you?” he asked.

I nodded my head up and down slowly, never taking my eyes off of his.

With a slight squeeze, he gave me his command. “Use your words with me, baby. I don’t interpret gestures. Now, again. Do you want me to help you with that?”

“Yes,” I breathed out.

Instead of a verbal response, I was granted a kiss that only deepened once he picked me up. I talked all that shit about not sleeping with this man on the first date and I was well on my way to having my ass in the air.

Without breaking the kiss, he carried me out of the kitchen and trekked up a set of stairs that were off to the side. I savored the taste of the shots we had previously taken and theweed he smoked prior to coming inside of the house. When we got to the top, he headed straight to what I would find out to be his bedroom and led me straight to the bed. He finally broke the kiss to strip me of my dress and he disrobed down to his boxers. It was insane how sexy this man was, and when he took his glasses off, I was completely done for.

“You good?” he asked, hovering over me, peppering kisses along my collarbone.

“Mmm, yes,” I breathed out.

“Good.”

I relished at the feel of his facial hair tickling my skin as he kissed, bit, and sucked his way down my body. Reaching behind me, he unfastened my bra and slipped my straps down my arms. He wasted no time sucking my nipple into his mouth while he gently massaged the other with his huge, yet delicate, hands. My hands instinctly found the back of his while the other trailed down his arm and over his back.

“Mmm,” I moaned in pleasure as he fed from my breasts like he was a newborn baby. The way he made me feel just by sucking on my nipples, I could only imagine the kind of damage he could do with his mouth anywhere else. I was so lost in his touch that I didn’t even realize that he was face to face with my anxious kitty. That was until he pulled the fabric of my panties to the side and swirled his tongue around in my essence before slurping my hardened clit into his mouth and sucking the life out of me.

“Oh shit,” I whimpered, gripping his braids as best as I could.

The way he was feasting on me like we didn’t just have a full course meal should be punishable by law. I’ve only been with Keith, but Hassan is hands down the best eater I’ve ever had.Now, if his dick was just as good, then he might have another stalker on his hands. I felt my stomach quake and my legs started shaking. That was my signal that my first and hopefully not my last orgasm was brewing. Hassan must’ve known it too, because he slipped two fingers inside of me and started massaging my walls as he continued to pay special attention to my pearl. The feel of his thick tongue with the combination of his fingers invading my middle made my orgasm creep up on me sooner than I expected.

“Oh, shit!” I yelped, grabbing ahold of his head and grinding my pussy all over his face. I sure hope he knew how to hold his breath because I just knew that I was suffocating his ass.

He didn’t ease up until he felt like I was done. Once he detached himself from my lower lips, he gave my pussy one last kiss before hovering over me, shoving his tongue down my throat. I loved that he was a kisser, because so was I. I let him have control over the kiss while I let my hands roam over his hard body. When my hands reached the band of his boxers, I slipped my hand inside and a groan escaped his lips and rumbled in his chest.

Leaning up, he looked down at me before getting off of the bed and going over to his dresser. I saw him reach into the drawer and pull out a box of condoms. I appreciated him being responsible because, at the moment, my fast ass wasn’t thinking about none of that shit. I had tunnel vision and the only thing I was worried about being at the end was dick. I watched as he slid his boxers down and cover his thick tool. There was no way I could handle all of that, but I was damn sure going to try. He came back to the bed and started kissing my neck. Seconds later, I felt the head of his dick poking at my entrance, and I sucked in a breath to prepare for the intrusion.

“Breathe, baby. I got you,” he assured.

Doing as I was told, I let go of the breath I was holding as he pushed inside of me.

“Ughn.” I heard him grunt, resting his head on my shoulder.

He slowly stroked me with so much precision that my eyes involuntarily rolled to the back of my head as I enjoyed the feeling of him stretching me out. I felt his lips along my jawline and stop right at my ear.

“Good ass pussy. Open your eyes, baby. Let me see how much you love this dick,” he ordered.

Like a trained puppy, I followed his command and opened my eyes. When I did, his brown ones were piercing mine. I watched his muscles flex with each stroke and that feeling in my stomach returned.

“Oh, Gawd, I’m about to cum again,” I whined.

“I know. I feel you, love. Wet this dick up for daddy.”

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