Page 26 of I Found Love

I plunged in and pulled out again causing her body to shudder like earlier. Shit didn’t make no sense how good she looked or felt. I had to take my time because I didn’t want to buss just yet. A nigga wanted to put her ass through the mattress, but she felt too fuckin’ good. I’d for sure nut quicker than I wanted to if I slid in that shit right now.

I pushed my thumb inside of her entrance then slowly retracted it before dragging it to her puckered asshole. She tensed up when I applied a little pressure, so I leaned down to kiss up the length of her spine.

“Relax, baby.”

Her back slowly arched again. When she was back in position, I took my time pushing my thumb in her ass. Once itwas inside a good amount, I used my free hand to line myself up with her entrance again and pushed deep inside of her.

“Mm.” She moaned.

“Mhm.” I smirked. “Throw that ass back, love.” I encouraged. “You know how I like it.”

As instructed, she began to meet my efforts. Moaning and singing my name in the process. Shit was like music to my ears. I used my free hand to hold onto her waist while guiding her and keeping the other secured in place. My girl was freaky as fuck, loving being filled up while I was hittin’ her from the back.

Her shit had gotten even juicer due to her cumming yet again. I removed my thumb then reached for her hands encouraging her to hold her cheeks open to give me more access. I gripped her hips then commenced to beating it up. I held onto her for a minute then eventually released her but continued to stroke her from behind, enjoying the view of her ass rippling as her body met mine.

“Shit.” I grunted, biting on my bottom lip.

I moved her hands then reached for a handful of her hair to pull her back toward me. When her back was at my front, I turned her head toward me then kissed her nastily.

“I love you.” She moaned into my mouth.

“I love you more,” I admitted, kissing her again. “You gon’ cum for me again?”

“I-I can’t.” She whimpered.

“You can,” I countered. “I’m ‘bout to bust and I want you to cum with me.”

“Babe—ahh,” she exclaimed when I went deeper.

“One more time,” I stated lowly in her ear before kissing it. “Give me one more love.”

I was on the verge of cumming so I sped up to help her get hers quicker. I held on for as long as I could. When I felt herwalls clenching around me and her soaking me up again, it was murder she wrote. I filled her up with everything I had in me.

Hopefully that’s my son.

I took a moment to catch my breath before kissing her softly then slowly pulling out.

The two of us went to the shower, where I held her and washed us both up. I wanted to lay up and shit afterwards, but her sisters called and told her they were all on the way, so as bad as neither of us wanted to, we got dressed and finished packing so we could get ready to go celebrate our upcoming union with our people.

CHAPTER EIGHT

Kenya.

“Welcome to Atlyn Bay, ladies.” Our butler said after opening the door to the overwater suite that would be our home for the next few days.

All of us, the men included, booked the eight Diamond Elite Suites at Royalty Bay Resorts for the week, just on opposite sides of the beach. The suites were beautiful. They had massive living room spaces with glass floors, two balconies, one with a private infinity pool on the deck and a hammock that hung over the ocean. Each suite had two bedrooms which was perfect considering there was eight of us.

With the suites we got access to a private lounge that had fresh food, fruit and an open bar. We also had access to a private pool with a swim up bar, butlers, a private chef and more. It was the perfect place to relax and celebrate the week.

Warren, the butler, allowed us all to enter before grabbing the cart that held all of our luggage and bringing it inside. We let him know that we would take everything to our rooms ourselves and tipped him before he left.

“Okay, let’s take shots.” China suggested, walking over to the stocked bar that was inside of the suite. She grabbed a few glasses and took them to rinse them out before returning.

“I’m tired.” I pouted. “I need a nap first.”

“No.” She shook her head, coming over to grab me then pulling me toward the bar. “There will be no sleeping. We’re drinking then getting on a yacht to drink some more. Here.” She poured me a shot then handed it to me. “Drink up.”

“Are you going to pour everyone else one, hoe?”

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