Page 32 of I Found Love

When she wet me up I had to think of some other shit so that I didn’t release prematurely. I was too greedy to settle with one orgasm from her ass. A nigga loved to drive her pretty ass to the edge, having her begging me to cum with her and shit.

I allowed one of her legs to fall from my shoulder, pushing it out further and holding it so that I had better access. I leaned down to capture her lips while I plummeted deep in and out of her. Her cries and the way she whimpered my name gave a nigga chills.

“I love you, Sanchez.” She moaned as she released again.

“Love yo’ ass too.” I groaned, pulling back so I could look between us. “Shit.”

She was creaming all over me and the shit had me 0n edge.

“This my pussy baby?” I glanced up at her.

“Yes,” she whimpered.

“You gon’ cum for me again?” I asked and she shook her head. “No?” I drove deeper causing her legs to tremble. “That don’t feel like a no, baby.”

“S-San-chez.”

“One more.” I sped up, leaning to gently bite her lip before we started kissing while I beat it up.

“Oh—my—shit,” she cried out.

I continued to pound her pussy until she was releasing again and I was right behind her filling her up.

I slowly slid out of her leaking tunnel then helped her off the bed before walking us both to the bathroom so that we could clean up. She got her ass in the mirror to start fucking with her hair, so I eased behind her wrapping her in my arms, kissing on her shoulders and neck.

“Don’t, Sanchez.” Her pretty ass smiled at me through the mirror. “We’re going back out to celebrate with our family.”

“Aight.” I stepped back, gripping a handful of her ass. “Swear this shit get fatter every day.”

She beamed as she turned and tossed her arms around my neck. She lifted herself up on her toes to kiss me. “All those back shots, huh?”

“Facts.” I roughly smacked her ass. “I got some for you later too.”

“Sanchez, stop.” She giggled, stepping out of the embrace and leaving the bathroom with me following closely behind her.

“Bring y’all nasty asses on.” Sam yelled over the music when we surfaced up top again, holding the bottle of Don in the air.

“We’re coming, bestie.”

“They got a strip club out here.” Tiny said as we wrapped up dinner. “I asked ol’ girl that was out front.”

When we got to the restaurant, Shoreside, he saw a chick that was excited as fuck to see his ass. Apparently she was a huge fan. Tiny’s ass was talented as fuck. He could rap and low key could sing too, but the nigga barely recorded. He preferred to engineer, but according to her, she was a huge fan of the few songs that he had recorded so far.

“Naw, G.” I shook my head. “If I want to see naked bitches, I’m gon’ call mine.”

“Shut the fuck up, man.” Trell laughed. “You ‘bout to get fuckin’ married. We goin’ to the fuckin’ strip club.” He looked Tiny’s way. “She told you where it was?”

He nodded. “Spot called Bliss. She dance there too.”

“That’s why he wanna go.” I laughed. “I can’t wait to tell Vee when we get back.” I said referring to his girl.

“Man, get the fuck out of here, G.” He chuckled, waving me off. “Nobody want that girl. And play with it if you want to. I’ll tell Yaya how you be makin’ googly eyes with Coya’s deranged ass at the stu.”

“Crazy as fuck nigga.” I laughed. “Bitch wish she could even make eye contact with me. Kenya know better.”

“Word, G.” Hulk chuckled. “She be tryin’ hard as shit too.”

“No cap.” We all stood and made our way out of the restaurant to our ride that was waiting for us out front.

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