Page 17 of Real's Love

As soon as I sat back, her hands went to the waist of my joggers. Lifting my hips, I helped her pull them and the Versace boxer briefs down. She slid them off before folding them neatly and putting them on the couch beside me. My dick was already hard as I thought about the blessing her mouth truly was. She wrapped a soft hand around it and smiled. The slow swirl of her tongue around the tip had me hissing, "Fuckkk."

She kissed it before murmuring, "Hello, Montréal Hamilton."

I smirked down at her. "He said, 'Hello, Evanie Hill.'"

Evanie Hill.I hated it when he used that name. Yeah, it was my alias, the one that I'd given him, the one that protected me. But for some reason, I wanted to hear my actual name on Real's full, sexy lips. I used my nickname, but it wasn’t quite the same.

"Damn, fix ya face, love. You was just showing him all thirty-two. What’s wrong?" he asked suddenly, tilting my chin so I could meet his heavy-lidded, dark-brown eyes.

Get your head together, Everly, I scolded myself internally, teasing him with a half-smile. I didn't need Real looking into my eyes like that. He sawtoo much. And that's not what this was.

I opened my mouth and slid the smooth, veiny column of his thick dick across my tongue. Real stretched my limits in the most pleasurable ways. I loved the taste and feel of him in my mouth and—on our more adventurous days—way down my throat.

"Tryna change the subject, shorty, butfuck, I'ma let you get away with it... for now," he groaned.

Determined to change that "for now" into "forever," I trailed my tongue over his tip again before kissing it. I licked and kissed, kissed and licked for a couple of minutes before he tugged on my hair.

“Stop playing wit’ me, love. Suck this dick,” he growled in that deep voice.

I felt the floodgates between my thighs open as I obeyed, turned on by his sheer dominance as he commanded my actions. Opening my mouth wider, I let my tongue massage the underside of his dick as I sucked lightly, warming up to take all of him. I slid lower, letting the saliva that was building in my mouth drip down his incredible length, easing my way. I tightened my lips as I did my best to swallow him. My head bobbed up and down, accepting more of him as I moved. Sucking harder, I slipped back up, popping my lips off before licking around the crown and sucking the mushroom head.

"Damn, mama," he grunted, then pulled on my top. "Take all this shit off."

I stood and stripped quickly, back on my knees in no time. Real reached for my breasts, pinching and pulling my nipples, leaving them hard and aching for his mouth. I moaned before dropping my attention to his sac, cupping his balls as my tongue worshipped the sensitive skin covering them. I sucked gently on one, rolling it before giving the other the same treatment. Real's hand gripped my hair as I explored before my mouth returned to his dick. My tongue swirled along the slit at the top, and the salty-fresh taste of his pre-cum made me greedy for him. This time, the buildup was fast, my mouth quickly meeting my hand to engulf his length and girth, spit lubricating my hungry actions as I gagged and hummed around him. My eyes and my pussy watered as he murmured, "Fuck, just like that, love," his hand quickening my pace. My head bobbed relentlessly until he swelled against my tongue. I stroked his balls again and was quickly rewarded as warm jets of his cum soaked my tongue and throat. He was barely finished before he pulled me off, staring down with a smirk.

"Upstairs. I want that ass in the air when I walk in."

I was ready for him, so I moved wordlessly. As I walked up the stairs, I trailed my fingers over the banister and wondered how much longer I would continue with him. Sometimes, it seemed I wanted… hell,neededthe feel of him inside, behind, on top of, and just wrapped around metoo much. This couldn’t last too much longer, but I was going to enjoy it for now. This man was dangerously close to imprinting on my soul, and I couldn’t have that.

Hurrying to my room, I activated a lamp before pulling the covers back on the California King he'd recently bought. I positioned myself on the sheet, deep arch, thighs spread, waiting to be filled and fucked. I felt his energy as he mounted the stairs. He wasn’t walking heavily, wasn’t really making a sound, but I felt him. My pussy did, too, the thumping intensifying as I felt my warm essence coating my folds, threatening to drip onto my inner thighs. The fact that my body so easily made itself ready to accept him should worry me, but I didn’t care right now. I heard him walk in, and I almost moaned in anticipation. He reached into the nightstand for condoms, the glimmer of the gold foil catching my peripheral vision. Circling the bed, he pressed his hand into my arch, making sure my body was just how he wanted it.

He leaned forward and whispered, “Good girl.”

My pussy clenched at the affirmation, but all I said was, “I can be.”

“I don’t know. You were kinda bad the other day. Smiling for Marlon Childress. Pretending not to know me when you and this pussy know meverywell.”

His words caught me off-guard. Maybe he had forgotten…

“But when we’re in public?—"

“It seem like I wanna hear that shit right now?” he cut me off.

Before I could respond again, I felt him gently parting my lower lips, forcing me to gasp instead. Kissing down my spine, he murmured his dirty little intentions for me as he played with my pussy, teasing my clit and maintaining a slow in and out with his fingers. I was headed towards a release that caused my breathing to almost stop. Legs shaking and sex throbbing, I needed a second to calm down. Real didn’t give me that. When his fingers left me, I tried to take a steadying breath, but almost fell forward when he thrust into me forcefully, bottoming out immediately. I whimpered. That was never easy—he carried a monster between his legs, the length and girth unlike anything else I had experienced. There was always an edge of pain, but then again, there was so much pleasure…

“You take this dick so good, love. Wet ass pussy holding on to my shit so tight,” he said as he began moving inside me. “I love fucking yo’ thick ass. You love it, too.”

He was right. I loved him fucking me.Too much. Shaking my head to break the trance created by his words, I threw my ass back, trying to make him be quiet so I could get control. That was short-lived. He grabbed my hips after forcing my top half to lay flat, getting on one knee and lifting his other as he pounded into me.

“Nah, I’m about to wreck this pussy, make sure you think about me when you grin at mothafuckas.”

I gripped the sheets tightly, a soundless scream tearing through me. Real fucked me how he wanted for long, breathless minutes. I swear his dick was tapping my throat. I held on helplessly as sensations tumbled through me, making my body tense and tingly. For now, I had to cede power and control to him. Sometimes, he liked me submissive in bed, and he was getting that tonight. If it were possible to be fucked to death pleasurably, this was it, I thought, as some part of me lifted from my body.

Our skin clapped together, and the erotic sound sparked another orgasm. My eyes closed, overwhelmed by the bliss that seized me. This man switched it up on me, his thrusts slowing and impossibly going deeper. His hand eased around me, and between the thighs splayed for him. I almost cried as he strummed my clit.

“Listen to you. You moan so loud when I fuck you slow like this. You cry the prettiest tears for me. I touch you where no man has—where no man will. Remember that yo’ next happy hour. Every time you close your eyes, you gon’ feel me, love,” he whispered.

His words…ah, fuck, his words sent me hurtling toward an even bigger peak. Yeah, I was about to tap out, but I wasn’t going out alone. Somehow, with my last bit of conscious thought, I began tightening around him rhythmically, working my body until it took over, clenching and releasing as I came and milked him of his nut. Real cursed as he held onto me until the last of his seed erupted. He withdrew slowly. I watched, exhausted, as he went to the bathroom to take care of the condom, then dropped back down beside me. He moved me onto my side, and we lay there for a few minutes.

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