Page 22 of He Snatched My Soul

“Who said I wanted to shower with you?” I pursed my lips.

“I know you do.” He winked at me. He lit his blunt, taking a pull, and exhaled a cloud of smoke towards the ceiling. “But first, take a shot with me, shorty.” He handed me the bottle, but I refused it.

“Hm, you already got the pussy. The devil juice ain’t needed.” I cackled.

“And I’ma keep hitting the pussy. I just need you to loosen up a bit. Hennessy seems to do that.”

“Ha! You got jokes, but no drinking for me. I’ll hit that, though.” I grabbed his blunt. His eyes widened when I took two small tokes before giving it back to him.

“Damn, it’s like that?” He looked stunned.

“I don’t smoke often. Just occasionally.” I shrugged my shoulders.

“I see you are full of surprises, Ms. Modesty. I need to watch you.”

“Make sure you do that. It’s a good thing that I’m easy on the eyes.” I winked at him.

“That you are. With your thick ass.” He licked his lips as he dragged his eyes over my body.

Grabbing my hand and intertwining his fingers with mine, Jamian led me into his master bathroom. I started to feel the effect of the weed. That must’ve been some potent shit because a bitch was feeling high as fuck, but I felt good. He started the shower and made sure to turn on all three shower heads. Jamian smoked his blunt before tossing the rest in the toilet. He gave me a wash towel, along with a new toothbrush. We both washed our faces and brushed our teeth. After I was done, I went to fetch my phone to hook it up to the Bluetooth surround sound speakers that could also be heard in his bedroom.

“You don’t mind if I play some music, do you?”

“Nah, do you, baby. Hurry up, though. I’m trying to eat that pussy from the back.” Jamian laid a kiss on me that made meweak in the knees and my heart flutter. I had a feeling it was going to be hard to forget about Jamian when this trip was over. Hell, the nigga invaded my mind for two years.

Shaking my head, I pulled up Pandora on my phone and hit play on my R&B playlist. “Snooze” by my girl, SZA, was the first track. I love this song, but I ain’t feeling all that shit she was saying. I ain’t robbing and killing nobody for no nigga. Fuck that shit!

As soon as I stepped in, Jamian grabbed my rag, poured some of my lavender body wash onto the rag, and began to wash my body. I loved how he was so attentive to me. Even the night we first met, he showed this side of him. I was learning that Jamian's hard and cocky demeanor didn’t match the man that stood before me. Don’t get me wrong, he still had that rude, ghetto-ass mouth, but I thought it was sexy.

When he was finished washing me up, I rinsed off and returned the favor. He was hesitant at first but let me assist him with lathering his body. He made sure to throw in to not to touch his ass. I had to chuckle because he was serious about that. When I got to his dick, I made sure to look him in the eyes as I stroked him. His dick came alive, making my mouth water. Feeling daring, I got into a squatting position. My eyes never left his as I took his hardwood into my mouth, sucking sloppily. Tightening my jaws, I sucked just the head, circling my tongue around him at the same time. Immediately, I tasted his precum. I moaned as my tastebuds did a happy dance, craving for more. Hearing him moan was boosting my ego, so I went in, putting on my best performance.

“Shit, Modesty! Suck that dick, girl,” he gritted, palming the back of my head, taking control of my speed.

Jamian's dick was huge, but I managed to take in as much of him as I could. I bobbed my head up and down causing saliva to leak from my mouth and drip down my chin. His loud gruntsechoed throughout the bathroom. The sound was a beautiful symphony to my ears, and they made me go harder. Every moan for Jamian made my pussy drip and pulsate. The more inches I swallowed, the more my pussy thumped. I don't know what it is about this man that had my inner hoe show up and show out, but a bitch turned into a whole porn star in this shower. I have never been this turned on by giving head.

I slowed the pace, sucking from his mushroom head to the base of his shaft, causing him to grunt low as fuck. He gripped my hair, holding me in place, as he fucked my face like it was the best pussy he ever had. I started to gag, feeling my tears run down my face as his dick knocked at my tonsils. After a few thrusts, he released hot streams of cum down my throat, his orgasm igniting my pussy like lava erupting from a volcano. I slumped to the floor of the shower after Jamian released his hand from my hair. I looked up at him as he smirked down at me.

“Baby girl, you just fucked up sucking my dick like that. Stand up and bend that ass over,” he huffed out, trying to catch his breath.

The grin he wore minutes ago was gone, replaced with flaring nostrils, as his eyes bore into me like he was angry, but I knew otherwise. Jamian helped me to my feet, and with an accomplished smirk on my face, I turned around and placed my hands flat on the bench. Heat blazed inside of me as I spread my legs with the perfect arch in my back. My heart raced in anticipation of feeling him deep inside of me, filling me up like only he could. He stroked his dick which was still hard, as he stood behind me with water dripping down his hard body.

“You got off sucking this dick, Modesty?” He slipped a finger into my leaking hole, pulled it out, and slapped me hard on my ass. I gasped at the sting that ran through my body, causing me to release a moan. I swear my pussy purred for this man.

“Tell me you're ready for this dick.” He squeezed my ass.

“I’m ready, baby. Please give it to me,” I begged.

I knew I sounded desperate, and that’s because I was. His fingers trailed down my back until they reached the crack of my ass to my soaked middle. His finger entered inside as he played with my juices before thrusting two more of them inside. Immediately, he found my G-spot. With every plunge of his fingers, my juices flowed down my inner thighs. My eyes fluttered closed. It felt like this nigga was digging for gold as he picked up the pace, and I moaned out loud.“Oohh, shit! That feels good!”

Then, this nasty nigga slipped a finger in my ass while the others still fucked my hole. It was so quick that he didn’t leave me time to reject it. I never had my back door played with, and the double penetration caused a strong buildup in my stomach. It had my eyes about to get stuck in the back of my head.

“You like that?” I nodded my head because I couldn’t speak. “Good. Now play with your nipples while I eat this pussy.”

Jamian got down on the shower floor, pulling me with him and helping me straddle his face. I was afraid he wouldn’t be able to handle my weight. I wasn’t trying to smother the man with all this wagon I was dragging.

“Stop playing and sit that pussy on my face, shorty.”

“I… I don’t want to hurt you,” I murmured.

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