Page 86 of Honey's Special Roux

He pushed me onto the bed playfully. I lifted my legs up as he claimed the spot between my thighs. He wasted no time diving into my pussy. He started by licking me from the bottom of my crease to the top. He spread my lips and used the tip of his tongue to greet my clit. The tantalizingly slow licks drove me crazy.

“This pussy tastes better than I remembered.” He ate my pussy like a pro. I held his head in place as I rode out my orgasm on his tongue.

“Shit…”

“No warning?” he asked with a smirk as he sat up and looked at me. My juices covered his chin.

“Sorry. It kind of just happened.”

“There’s more where that came from too. I’m trying to milk that shit out of you all fuckin’ night.” He straightened up and massaged the base of his dick. His dick was beautiful. It was thick, long, and girth-y. It was perfect. Bitches lost their minds over dick like this—which was probably why I never gave this pussy to another man.

“Are you ready for this?” he asked as he leaned over me and kissed my lips. The taste of my essence tickled my tongue.

When we parted, I nodded. “Just… be gentle.”

“I got you, my love.”

He kissed down my neck and brought one of my nipples into his mouth. My back arched slightly at the feel of his warm mouth around my hardened bead.

He gave attention to both nipples equally before his tongue slid down my abdomen. He kissed my clit once more. Then he pulled me to the edge of the bed and twisted my legs like a pretzel and pressed them into my chest. He used one hand to keep them in place and the other to guide his tip into my entrance.

My warmth greeted him with open arms. She sucked him in like a vacuum. She finally reunited with her best friend. She was going to show the fuck out for that dick.

“Fuck…” Marquise groaned from deep in his gut.

“Just for you, baby.” I bit down on my bottom lip and tilted my head back as he finished inserting his length into me. Balls deep. I could feel his tip tap my heart. He was so damn deep inside of me.

“Damn, you’re so fuckin’ wet, bae.”

“Drown in it.”

He shuddered at the explicit request. His lips parted slightly as he inhaled a sharp breath when I tightened my walls around him. I wasn’t sure what path we would take, but the night was young, and my pipes had a lot of pent-up stress to release.

“You make a nigga feel so special. Kept this pussy tight and wet for me. My good lil slut.” He spread my legs and switched the pace of his strokes.

“I’m finna—ooo… fuck…” My dam burst, and the sticky wetness sprayed all over his dick.

“Shit…” He hissed as he filled me to the rim with his warm nut. I collapsed onto the bed as I fought to catch my breath.

“What you doing?” he asked.

“Taking a break?”

“You can break after the next round. Let me dig that nut up out of you.”

“You’re so nasty.”

“Just for you.” He pulled me back to the edge of the bed and leaned down to stick his tongue inside my dripping entrance. A man who would suck his nut out of my pussy was a dangerous man that I didn’t want to ever let go of. When his mouth was full of our mixed juices, he hovered over me and allowed the mess to fall from his mouth into mine. I swallowed it up and smirked as he wrapped his hand around my throat.

“You match my freak a lil too well, bae.”

“I know.” I giggled.

“You ready for the next round?”

“Yes.”

“Get on those knees and choke on this dick.”

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