“I was originally lying beside you, hoping you were going to wake up, but you are a sleeper,” she starts, a moan slipping from her lips. She pops her ass out, connecting with my crotch. Then she slowly rolls her hips, brushing the cheeks of her ass against my crotch.
“You are playing a dangerous game, baby. I will bend you over against the counter and we will have a quick dirty fuck.” My hands grip her hips as I pull her close. “That turn you on, baby?”
She nods her head, grinding against my hardening shaft. I spin her, placing her hands on the counter and placing my hand against her back. I lean over and whisper, “I’m going to fuck you. I am going to take my needs out on this gorgeous body of yours. If you want to stop, all you have to do is say so. Understand?” She nods her head and wiggles her ass. This woman is going to be the death of me, in the best possible way.
Taking in the woman before me, her body covered in nothing but an oversized t-shirt and a pair of lace panties that look like shorts. I would love to watch this woman walk around in a house we both live in, in nothing but those lace boy shorts.
Running my finger down her back, over her hips and with a gentle push on the lace between her ass cheeks and then down between her thighs. Moving the lace to the side so my finger can gain access to her honey pot. Running my finger over her hard pearl, causing her head to fall forward and hit the countertop.
Just as I begin to pull my cock out, Tina walks in the front door, shouting for Jessikah. Not willing to waste an erection, I plunge into her body and lean over, telling her to stay quiet.
Tina walks into the kitchen, her hair is a mess and there is a hickey on her neck. She is talking about her night and how many times Brownie made her orgasm. Jessikah is biting her lip and nodding her head. Her body gets wetter as I slowly push in and out of her body. To Tina it looks like I am standing behind Jessikah, but to me the feeling of her tight pussy wrapped around my shaft is driving me insane. Watching my girl and Tina interact as I am plundering her hole with my shaft.
“You dirty girl. Are you getting fucked and still talking to me?” Tina asks, a smirk on her lips, but she makes no move to leave. Brownie walks up behind her, wrapping his arm around her hips as he swings his head to me and smirks. He starts to pull Tina back, but I shake my head. Being watched is turning Jessikah on, and I’m not going to stop until we both come.
“Jessikah, let them know how you feel. Tell them what I am doing to you,” I demand, gripping her hips and pulling her back hard. I start pounding into her body as her mouth opens to speak, but the only thing that comes out is a moan.
“Paul…” My name is like a song bird coming from her lips. I don’t take my eyes off Jessikah, her ass jiggling as it bounces up and down. My momentum sputters as the orgasm that started at the base of my spin shoots forward and spreads across my body. Groaning her name as I fill her body with my sperm. Marking this woman from the inside out.
Kneeling down behind the counter, making it look like I am fixing something, I run my hand up her leg, going to fix the panties I had moved to the side. Her thighs are coated in her and my juices. Her pussy is swollen, but the urge to finger my cum back into her body takes over and I plunge my pointer and middle finger inside her.
“You dirty girl,” Tina states, her heels walking across the ceramic tiles. Brownie’s boots setting a slower pace behind her.
“What are you doing down there, Paul?” Tina asks, as I withdraw my fingers from Jessikah’s body and put them into my mouth. Using my other hand to fix her panties.
“Sweetheart, he is admiring his work and making sure he stays inside her body,” Brownie states, as Tina giggles.
“So, like you do,” she shoots back.
“Just marking what’s mine,” Brownie and I say at the same time. Me raising from the floor and leaning into Jessikah. Whispering in her ear to go get dressed and telling her I would finish making breakfast.
Jessikah nods, and leaves the kitchen, Tina following behind her.
“Is this serious?” Brownie asks, his eyes on Tina.
“She makes me feel. That’s something I have never had in a relationship. So yes, this one is all mine. Taken her name to church and going to put her forth to become my old lady and the first lady,” I say, flipping the pancake that was in the pan and taking the dish off the heat.
“She will have our full support. And I hope Tina gets their vote as well,” Brownie says, his eyes dropping to the floor as he worries his lip.
“So, she is something more than just a fling. Are you replacing your old lover?” I ask. Brownie has been hung up on his old high school sweetheart.
“Not replacing. I finally realized the split and the fight were supposed to happen. There is a path that was placed in front of me. Tina is my path, just like Jessikah is yours,” he finishes as the girls start to come down the stairs. He is right, Jessikah is my path, and I don’t plan on going around it.
Chapter Thirty-One
Jessikah
Five Weeks Later…
“Are you serious right now? You are holding up this deal because of something that has been explained to you by me and by my assistant. So I am going to hang up with you and I will contact Carlos. It’s because of you this deal has had to be pushed back not once, but twice.” I hang up the phone and bring my hands to my temples. This is one of the stupidest things I have ever dealt with.
“Tina, can you get Carlos Striker from Trustopolis on the phone. This deal will be flipped to complete today!” I shout. Tina sits on the other side of the door. But the frustration of this deal is starting to get to me.
“Carlos is on line one,” she states, placing a glass in front of me and nods at it. “Take a sip and then answer his call.” She spins on her heels and makes her way to the back door where Moose is barking.
Lifting the glass to my lips and taking a sip leaves my eyes watering and the urge to spit, high. What the fuck did she put in this drink? I pick up the phone and begin my speech about having inept underwriters is a huge flaw in the system. I explained the situation, and he informed me that he will get back to me by the end of the day.
Standing up from my desk, I head to the kitchen to get some lunch. When I walk into the kitchen, Tina is standing at the back door with her hands hanging limply by her side.