Page 20 of U + Me : The Finale
“Ouu shit,” I moaned as he sucked a hickey on my neck. “What about your burger?”
My neck was one of my spots, and as much as I didn’t want him to put a hickey on me, I didn’t want him to stop. The shit felt so good I started grinding my hips against the counter as I spread my legs wider so that he could have easier access.
“Fuck that burger. I want my dessert first.”
Not able to take it much longer I took my shirt off and since I wasn’t wearing a bra, he immediately devoured my breasts, attacking them both like they were his last meal. I removed Ermias’s white tee then started sucking on his neck, but before I could suck a hickey on him, he grabbed my waist, lifted me off the island then carried me into his bedroom. It didn’t take long to remove each other’s clothes and get straight to business.
After Ermias made my honey pot squirt, I got up and turned around to get into my favorite position. Arching my back like a professional, I anticipated feeling Ermias’s thick rod as I felt his tip at my opening. As he thrusted inside of me, I gasped at the feeling of my walls stretching. He was so big, I couldn’t just let him take the lead, so I started grinding and fucking him back with everything in me.
“Take this dick. Fuck this muthafucka.” He groaned. “Just like that gotdamn it.”
Ermias grabbed my hips and started pounding into me, as I clutched onto the comforter for dear life. I was fighting for my life and in complete sexual bliss at the same time. The faster he thrusted I continued to meet him thrust for thrust. Whenmy coochie started making farting noises, I was embarrassed because I didn’t want him to think I was passing gas.
“Where you want this nut?” Ermias huffed, and that was my queue to turn around so that I could suck the nut from his sack.
Normally, we would wear a condom, but shit popped off so fast there wasn’t any time for us to stop so that he could put one on. Just as I felt his warm cream slither down my throat there was a loud noise coming from the front area of the penthouse.
BAM!
“The fuck!” Ermias jeered.
“What was that?” I asked, looking up at him as I licked the small amount of semen that had escaped from the side of my mouth.
“Fuck if I know. Stay here.”
He didn’t even bother to put on any clothes as he smoothly rushed over to his dresser and pulled out a Glock then he scurried out of the room. I was sitting there with my heart pounding, the wetness between my legs was hard to ignore. I didn’t know if I should go into the bathroom to clean off or wait to see if there was an intruder. It was so quiet that I wanted to holler out and ask if he was good, but instead I listened so intently my head started to hurt.
Getting off the bed, I went and stood by the bedroom doorway, and still, it was very quiet. I went ahead and went into the bathroom that was in his room, but I left the door open so that I could still hear if something was to kick off. I sat on the counter by the doorway until I heard him come back into the room.
“One of the pictures on the wall by the front door fell.”
“That’s weird but thank God it wasn’t an intruder.”
“Shit woulda went up.”
When he started picking his clothes up, that's when I noticed a suitcase next to his bed.
“You packed already? I still need to find what I’ma take.”
I was shocked he had started packing; that said a lot about how he was as a person. Me, on the other hand, I haven’t packed anything. I didn’t even take my luggage out yet.
“We leaving tomorrow, you don’t think you need to handle that.” Ermias snickered.
“Trust, I think better under pressure. Just know I’ll be ready when it’s time to go. Plus, I plan to pack lite, so I’ll have room in my suitcase cause I’m ‘bout to shop til I drop while you’re at the seminar.”
I ended up staying at Ermias’s for a little while longer. After we finished eating, we ended up going for round two.
DARIUS
Since KK and I were taking a red eye flight, I checked out of my hotel then went to her spot and waited for her to finish packing. While she packed, I ended up falling asleep on her couch watching ESPN. Now we were on the way to Midway airport to meet up with Tito who was waiting for our arrival at the jet.
As we coasted down I-95,Apologyby Donell Jones started playing so I turned it up. As I sang along to the lyrics, I glanced over at KK to see that she was also singing too. People slept on Donell; he talked that good shit in his music. His songs always spoke to me about real life shit. He wasn’t like Keith Sweat’s crybaby ass, Donell talked that grown folk shit.
“Thank you.”
“For?” she asked, looking over at me with a confused look on her face. “You the one taking me out of town.”
“Accepting my apology, giving me… us, another chance. Shit, a nigga was worried for a minute.”
