Page 55 of Only You

“Idon’t remember. I was a little out of it last night. I wasn’t going to run a fade on you. But, her!” She exclaimed as I bent her forward and pushed the tee she wore up over her ass. I hissed at the fact that she wasn’t wearing any panties.

“Where is my son?” I asked.

“Mmm, he’s taking a nap,” she whispered. As my hands traced the curve of her ass and then over her plump lower lips.

“Good, because right now I need to make sure his mother understands something,” I said as I dipped two fingers inside. I groaned as her wetness coated my fingers.

“And once I’m sure that you understand. I’m going to make sure you never forget.” I removed my fingers and sucked her flavor onto my tongue.

“Hmmm,” I hummed as I freed my dick from my sweats. I fisted it in my hands feeling how hard she had me before I lined myself up and watched as her fat pussy sucked me in. I dipped inside and pulled back out. My dick glistened under the counter lights. I pushed back in and paused my stroke. She was always so warm and tight.

“Shit, Baby. Your pussy is so damn good,” I said as I took the hem of my shirt into my mouth biting down hard to stop the loud moans that were about to escape my mouth. I was supposed to make sure she understood, but she was about to bring me to my knees.

I started to stroke with urgency, grabbing her hips tightly to meet mine. With each pull, a loud slapping sound followed, filling the room.

“Briiice,” she moaned, her hand reaching back to push me away.

“Nah baby, move your fucking hand,” I said as I drilled into her. I felt her pussy get wetter and tighten around me the harder I dove inside her tunnel.

“Cum.”

“Shhhit Brice,” she said as her pussy pushed me out and with it shot out a waterfall to the kitchen floor. I smacked her pussy prolonging her orgasm until she stopped then I went right back in. I watched her knuckles turn white as she gripped the counter, which spurred me on.

I reached underneath her shirt to toy with her nipples as they bounced in my hands from my thrust. I traveled further up, gripping her neck and pulling her upright, where I bit into enough to cause a sting. My lips wrapped around where I’d bitten sucking enough to leave my mark.

“Brice, oh my God, Mmmmm.” She whined.

“While you’re calling out to God. Let him know that he needs to take me first. I won’t allow you to leave me, ever. Not even in death. You already tried that once and I brought your ass right back to me.” I was hitting her spot, and her body was melting into mine. Her sticky skin, the remnants of her sweet-smelling perfume, and the vibration that was traveling through her body with each thrust brought my enraptured state to its peak.

“Mmmmhmmm, that's right, let me have it and after I’ve taken every… last… drop. Tell me where you want mine.” I forced outthrough my pleasure, each rough stroke caressing her tunnel as my breath did her skin.

“Bricccceeeee,” she said through an intense, labored breath as she came again all down my thighs.

“I want it in my mouth,” she huffed, then dropped to her knees. I stood above watching her swallow me whole. Her mouth widened and tongue flattened as she simultaneously rotated her mouth around my dick sucking off her essence. She stuck out her tongue and began slapping me against it, the act brought me to the edge, where I let go right onto it.

“Baby, mmmm, shit,” I moaned as she closed her mouth back around my throbbing dick sucking until every drop from her mouth and my tip was gone. My mouth fell open, not a sound escaping as I dropped to my knees, meeting her on the floor.

“Tay,” I growled.

“What?” she asked, voice dripping with innocence.

“I just wanted to make sure ‘you’ understood and ‘never’ forgot that it goes both ways,” she added.

“Mmmm. That part,” I said as I had her straddle my lap so that I could kiss her lips. As I did, there was a rustle on the baby monitor. We listened again for any movement, but none came.

“Come on, let’s go shower before he wakes up. We have about ten minutes. Then we can get him and eat.” I smacked her on her ass as she walked ahead of me.

Never!

CHAPTER 30

Tayla

“Cypress Realty and Design, Aubree speaking. How may I direct your call?”

“Yes, I’m looking to speak with Melanie. Is she in?”

“Yes, hold, please, while I put you through,” the receptionist said before clicking off the line. I called to get the design process started at Brice’s doctor's office. He was dragging his feet and hadn’t even stopped by to get the keys. He had always been the one to care more about everyone else than himself, often pushing his stuff to the side.

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