Page 8 of I Found Love

“I told you I was kidding, baby.” I simpered. “Both times.”

“Don’t play with me like that, G,” he asserted. “We ‘bout to get married and shit. I don’t want you even thinking I’d step out with none of these hoes.”

“I know.” I stepped up on the tips of my toes and kissed him. “I promise I know, baby.”

He roughly grabbed my ass and deepened the kiss. Pulling me away from the wall, careful not to break the kiss, he walked us toward the door that led to his office in the corner. It was linked to the room he’d set up for our baby so that we had easyaccess to her. We left the door cracked so we could hear her if she woke up.

Sanchez broke the kiss then turned me around to face the desk, gently pushing me forward. I was wearing an ankle length dress, so he slowly lifted it, allowing the tips of his fingers to travel the length of my thigh.

After moving my thong to the side, he pushed deep inside of me causing me to moan loudly. He reached around the front of my neck and pulled me back gently, still delivering perfect strokes, until my back was to his front.

“You gon’ have to shut the fuck up before you wake baby girl.” He growled in my ear. “You hear me?”

I nodded as best I could while trying to be quiet, but it was proving to be impossible. He was fucking me way too good.

“Baby.” I whimpered, on the brink of my first orgasm.

“What?” He opened me up more using his free hand, going deeper and a little faster.

“I-I’m c-cumming.” My body shuddered as I began to release.

“Shit.” He hissed, angling my head to the side some, biting down on my neck then sucking. “This pussy so fuckin’ good.”

He released my neck, allowing me to lay forward while using his hand to grip my ass cheek before he started to beat it up. I was clawing at the desk, trying to find something to hold onto but there was nothing so I held onto the edge while meeting his efforts.

“Mhm.” He slapped my ass roughly. “Like that. Just like that, baby.” He encouraged.

His fingers eased around my hips just as he started to fuck me faster. The sounds of our skin slapping was bouncing off the walls mixed with my soft cries and whimpers due to me trying to be as quiet as possible.

“Oh my—Sanchez.” I cried as I prepared to cum again.

“This my pussy?”

“Yes.” I whimpered.

“Damn right.” He slapped my ass again. “You gone cum with daddy?” he asked and I moaned, unable to even form words at this point. “Do it, baby.” He encouraged. “Do it now.”

Granting him his wish, I released hard at the same time as him. He stroked me long and slow until he was done. Slowly, he pulled out of me leaving me laid across his desk trying to catch my breath while he went to the bathroom to clean up, then he came back to get me together. He started to French kiss my pussy from behind after he cleaned me up good then helped me out of my panties since he’d ruined them.

After, he pulled me up and fixed my dress, slipping my thong into his pocket then turning me around and kissing me nastily. We stayed there kissing and feeling on each other until we heard Nai start to cry a little.

I got ready to step away, but he stopped me, kissing me softly again, then saying, “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

CHAPTER THREE

Sanchez.

“Do you have to go?” Kenya asked, hugging my torso tighter as I clasped my chain around my neck. “I don’t even like Anario like that, so you shouldn’t either.”

I chuckled and dropped my arms around her body, hugging her back.

“Rio my nigga, and yo’ ass love him. Stop the cap.”

“Only a little.” She playfully rolled her eyes. “He’s grown on me.”

“I’m only gon’ be out a few hours.”

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