Page 60 of Smoke

“Too-too long. Oooh!”

My hands caressed those thick thighs of hers. I could almost imagine them wrapped around my face.

“You haven’t touched yourself?”

Again, she whimpered. “No.”

I chuckled. “I know what you need. Can I give it to you, mamas?”

She nodded.

“Lay back for me.”

“Right here?”

“The best meals are eaten in the kitchen. Lay. Back.”

She slowly reclined until her back was against the counter. Gripping the band of her pajama shorts, I eased them down over her hips and took them off to find she wasn’t wearing any panties. Her sweet scent filled my nostrils, making me close my eyes to savor it.

“Your pussy is so pretty, Ms. Mitchell,” I said, taking a seat in front of her. “So wet for me already. Look at you.”

I ran my finger between her lower lips, and she shuddered.

“Devin… please.”

“You don’t have to beg me, baby. I’ma give it to you. Just let me admire this pretty muthafucka for a second.”

I sucked her essence from my finger, and it was at that moment I knew what they said about pregnant pussy was true. Draping her legs over my shoulder, I pulled her to the edge of the counter. Lowering my head, I placed feathery kisses to the insides of her thighs. The closer I got to her treasure, the more she squirmed and gasped.

The first swipe of my tongue through her slick folds produced a whimper. I smiled. Yeah, she was mine now. I dove face first between her legs, latching onto her clit. Slowly, I licked and sucked the muthafucka until it doubled in size.

“Oh my God,” Romi declared. “Oh my…. oh my God!”

She began rotating her hips against my mouth. I sucked her swollen clit between my lips and released it with an audible plop.

“You taste so fucking good, Ms. Romi,” I said, strumming her clit with my thumb. “Tell me you deserve this nut, baby.”

“I… I… shit!”

I eased two fingers into her wetness. “Say it.”

“Oooh! I deserve… this nut.”

She gasped as I eased my fingers in and out of her.

“You want me to make you cum, don’t you?”

“Yes!”

I latched back onto her clit, sucking and stroking with a methodical rhythm. She rode my fingers and mouth like she was chasing the nut I’d promised her. Her bated breaths turned into a mixture of her panting, gasping, and muttering curses.

“Oooo shit! Oooo fuck! Devin, please…. oh God, Devin, please!”

“Give it to me, baby. I feel you right there. Let me have it.”

“I’m gonna cum… shit! I’m gonna cum!”

Her body convulsed with pleasure as she came, squirting a fucking waterfall. Baby could drown me, and I would die a happyman. She was certainly gonna have to sanitize this counter, though.

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