Page 39 of Sparks Will Fly

“I needed to show you that your body belongs to me. Get on your knees.”

She remained in place, eyeing me suspiciously.

“Now,” I spoke with more authority, letting her know it wasn’t optional.

She eased off the counter and dropped to her knees.

“Come here.”

I sat on the edge of one of my barstools looking in awe as she crawled over to me. Once she was between my legs looking up at me, I grabbed her chin.

“Tonight, you’re going to wish you never pulled that little stunt. I am not the nigga to play with, Trouble. I won’t be playing this cat and mouse game anymore. Either you’re with me even if the future is uncertain, or you’re not. Do you understand?”

She nodded with passion burning in her eyes. “I understand.”

I took one of her hands to lift her on her feet. I pushed her forward so that her ass was tooted in the air. I snatched down her leggings before delivering a hard slap to her round cheeks.

“Ah!” she cried out in pain.

I pressed my body into hers from behind, curving my body to hers. My fingers slid to her slippery center. She was so fucking wet.

“Your deranged ass likes being punished,” I confirmed.

She ain’t have to say shit. Her pussy was doing all the talking as I stroked my fingers in and out of her. I used my free hand to grip her throat.

“When I speak, you need to understand that it’s always going to be the truth. I’m not here to play games with you. I want to spend my fucking life with your beautiful ass, so you better straighten the fuck up. Quickly at that. I need you in my life.”

Lovie was cooing from the pleasure I was delivering to her body. I chewed on her shoulder, loving the sound of her labored breaths. Her juicy pussy ran down my hand as she bounced her ass, fucking me back. I pressed her body until she couldn’t move.

“Stop fucking moving. I’m running this show. You cum when I allow you to.”

“Y-ye-yessss,” she stuttered, tossing her head back.

I loved the faces she made when she was enjoying herself. I spun her around, picking her up to sit on the counter with her pussy right in my face. I sucked her clit into my mouth, looking deeply in her eyes.

“You taste as good as you fucking look. This pussy is mine,” I affirmed.

Every slurp on her clit made her legs shake. Her bald pussy was so pretty I wanted to take a selfie with it. I decided that was exactly what I was going to do mid-lick.

I rushed to the living room for my phone. When I came back, I opened the camera, dropped to my knees, and got back to work. I made sure my face was covered in her juices then snapped the photo. When I finally looked at Lovie, she looked to be in ecstasy.

“Can I come, baby?” she begged between moans.

I shook my head, sucking harder on her bud.

“Not yet.”

My dick was begging to be reacquainted with her tight core. Shooting to my feet, I snatched my dick from my sweatpants and placed it at her opening. I angled her body how I wanted it before easing into her warm folds.

I immediately cracked all ten of my fucking toes. Having made a mess of her pussy she was leaking uncontrollably down my shaft. Once she adjusted to my girth, I began to bounce her in the air slowly at first to give me a chance to really enjoy how amazing she felt. Until being tender was no longer an option, I went straight to drilling her shit.

Her pussy was beatboxing, and her words were a jumbled mess. I studied her face, unable to look away and miss a moment of the pleasure she displayed. I wanted this shit to be framed in my bedroom, so I snapped another picture. Next thing I knew, her walls were tightening around me, and my last shreds of self-control vanished into her. I could’ve pulled out, but I didn’t see the point. My exact purpose was to mark my territory. What better way than if she became pregnant with my baby.

“You’ve ruined me,” she whispered through our heavy breaths.

I chuckled darkly. “Good. Shit don’t get no realer than this.”

She looked at me over her shoulder and winked.

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