Page 15 of Love Next Door
“Is that invitation still open?”
“Finally stopped running.” July’s eyes grew heavy with lust, and he grabbed my hand and pulled me into his apartment. Music played in the background, and it sounded like old soul.
July covered my lips with his, and he softly kissed me as his large hands held my hips in place. I pressed into his hold and the kiss. The warm wetness on his chest turned me on, and my hand found its way underneath the towel wrapped around his hips.
“Did he just say he’ll lick her until she cums?” I asked, breaking the kiss.
A slow smile tilted his lips. “You got a problem with that?”
“What is that?”
“Marvin Sease. ‘Candy Licker.’”
“Oh, shit. You are nasty.”
A smirk tilted his lips as he proudly boasted. “My pops taught me everything.”
“Show me what he taught you.”
July kneeled and lifted me into his arms. I smiled as he carried me to the breakfast nook and set me on the counter.
He pulled me to the edge and spread my thighs. He gripped my waistband and demanded, “Lift.”
I did as he instructed and helped him pull my shorts over my ass and down my legs. July pushed my legs further apart and slid a finger inside of me. I couldn’t believe that there was no beating around the bush. We’d jumped straight into the reason for me being here.
Reaching behind myself, I gripped the edges of the nook and balanced myself as he pressed his thumb against my clit. I arched my back, jutting myself forward as he circled my engorged clit.
“Can I be your candy licker, girl?”
“Lick it, suck it, eat it, just don’t walk away hungry, baby.”
“Aww fuck.” He groaned as he pulled a stool closer to the counter and perched on it. With one hand, he lifted my leg over his shoulder, and with his other hand, he pushed me back slightly. When July’s mouth connected with my lower lips, his tongue swirled around my throbbing clit before he slipped his fingers inside of me.
He sucked loudly and greedily as his fingers plundered my insides. My wetness grew at the attentiveness of his tongue, lips, and fingers. As he plunged his fingers in and out of me, the sounds of my wetness grew with intensity, making sloshing noises.
My fingers ached as I clutched the counter tighter the more he sucked my pussy. I was leaning back at an odd angle, my body half in the kitchen and half out, thanks to my position. Before I knew it, I was using all my arm, back, and leg muscles as I pushed up onto my arms and pushed my pussy into July’s mouth.
“Come here, pretty baby,” he whispered as he pulled me off the counter after I exploded on his mouth.
“Let me taste,” I pleaded.
One large hand gripped the back of my neck, securing his hold on me as his mouth latched onto mine. I sucked on his tongue and reveled in the tangy taste of my juices. July moved slowly down the hall and back to the room where I saw him masturbating.
He laid me on a pile of soft brown, grey, white, and charcoal coverings scented with his masculine fragrance. While he pulled a condom from a box, I gathered a stack of pillows and nestled my head on them.
“July!” I screamed out as his crown pressed against my wet flesh.
“Relax, baby.” He soothed me as he kept pressing against my open flesh, and he lowered his head to take one of my stiff peaks into his mouth.
“Oh, July.” I moaned as my pussy finally gave way and granted him access to my soft core.
“Aw, baby, damn.”
My legs wrapped around his back, and he buried his face deep in my neck for several seconds. July stopped moving and murmured, “Wait.”
My legs clenched around him as my pussy pulsated against his hard dick.
“Not playing fair,” he muttered.
