Page 54 of Pieces of Us

Chels laughed. “We’re just joking, BB. Chill.”

“Don’t play like that, Sis. Anyway, I love that for you, Hemi. You deserve this.”

“Thanks, baby sis. Now that I’ve got my daughter secured, it’s time for me to secure her mama.”

“Oh, goodness. I hope that turns out well for you too. I really miss my friend.”

I could hear the sadness in Chelsea’s voice. She and Morgan used to be like yin and yang until the day after that tragic night. I could have waited to take her virginity, but even if we didn’t go further, I knew her pops would have still been on bullshit.

“Don’t fret. You’ll have her back soon, my baby,” I assured her.

The doorbell rang as I set my glass of bourbon down on the coaster and stood.

“A’ight, y’all. I gotta go. I’ll call y’all to let you all know the next time I’ll have her.”

“Okay. Love you.”

“Love you, brodie.”

“Love y’all more. Peace.”

I hung up as I went to the door and opened it. Before I could speak, Morgan tossed her bag to the side and jumped on me. I caught her in my arms, kicking the door closed, and our mouths found their way to each other. The slow simmer of heat we had been feeling for one another was now a blazing fire as I ascended the stairs to my bedroom.

Once inside, I laid her in the center of the bed and began removing her clothes. Her shirt went first seeing that she wasn’t wearing a bra, then the shorts went next. She wasn’t wearing panties. She understood the assignment.

Her pretty pussy was calling out to my taste buds as I got down on my knees, pulling her to the edge of the bed. I rotated my thumb over her clit as she writhed from my touch.

“Hemi…”

“Shhh. Take deep breaths,” I told her, dipping my head and swiping my tongue over her engorged clit.

“Shit! Nehemiah…”

I sucked and swirled my tongue over her clit while sliding my fingers in and out of her pussy.

“Fuck! Yes, baby,” she moaned.

My tongue slipped further and teased the rim of her asshole while my thumb rubbed her clit, and my fingers continued tapping her g-spot. The triple stimulation had her lifting off the bed and moaning loudly.

“Nehemiah…I-I-I’m…Mmm…yessss. I’m about to cum.”

I didn’t need to tell her what to do because I felt her about to explode. A few seconds later, liquid splashed in my face and dripped down my chin.

“Mmm,” I moaned.

I had been wanting to eat her pussy since the first day I met her. I’d played in her pussy and licked my fingers, but actually putting my mouth on her gave me a feeling I’d never felt before.

“Oh goodness!” she exclaimed and laughed. “I’ve never squirted before.”

I wiped my mouth and lifted. “Be ready to do that shit all night,” I told her, sliding between her legs.

We locked eyes as she gazed up at me lovingly. I slid my tongue in her mouth, and we engaged in a passionate kiss. I didn’t hesitate to fill her up as she grabbed onto the wings of my back. I had to pause so I wouldn’t cum prematurely. My hips slowly activated, slipping in and out of her warm, tight, and wet pussy. I delivered hard thrusts, trying to tattoo my dick on her cervix.

“Oooh, fuck!” she cried out.

“Stay with me,” I said.

Her eyes misted as her lips came to my shoulder. I needed her here, in my home, in this bed…permanently. There was no way I was blessed to have her back in my life and not have her to myself. God knew she was supposed to be mine. Her daddy may have separated us, but he couldn’t separate the love we had for each other.

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