Page 28 of U + Me : The Finale
I was standing outside the shower, naked as a jaybird. Darius walked in and looked at me like he liked what he saw but started laughing. I was bent over trying to guess which knob went with what showerhead. The way he looked at me made me feel desired, it was a feeling and look that I had never experienced before. I was used to guys gawking at me, but it was always only surface. Darius looked at me with way more intention and desire.
“I’m not trying to get my hair wet and that shower head on the ceiling gon mess me up.”
Darius started laughing. Then he showed me how to work his shower. It looked more confusing than it really was. He went into the closet and a few seconds later he was joining me in the shower. I hadn’t even noticed but there were showerheads behind me too. When he turned them on, he handled his hygiene while I continued to handle mine. Our backs were to each other, then he turned the water off behind me, wrapped his arms around my waist and his hard dick sat perfectly between my ass cheeks. When he brushed his hands across my wet nipples I moaned out, as the rest of my body began to react.
With his other hand, he swiped his finger across my clit then slipped it inside my swollen, dripping wet lower lips.
“You sore?” He asked, teasing my swollen clit with his thumb while his other finger was playing with my walls. “A lil but I can’t resist. I want some.”
Reaching behind me, I grabbed his thick pipe, leaned against him, raised one of my legs and tooted my booty enough to give him access. When he thrusted inside of me from behind, we both yelped out in pleasure.
Darius was fucking me so good, I didn’t give not one damn about my hair getting wet. All you could hear was the sounds of our love making, our bodies colliding into each other’s, and both of our groans and moans.
“What are you doin’ to me,” I hissed.
“Marking what’s mine,” Darius whispered into my ear as he started to pump harder and faster.
We both cried out as we came together. “Please don’t stop,” I pleaded, it felt too good to stop as I continued to ride another wave of ecstasy.
Darius’s warm nut filled my walls and mixed with my juices and as he continued to thrust and pump in and out of my sensitive vagina. I could feel our juices drip down my leg. He was caressing my erect nipples and sucking on my neck, and allI could do was take it. My other leg felt like it wanted to give out, but I held on strong. I had never in my life had sex that made me feel like this. I didn’t know what he was doing to me, but I was here for every second of it.
DARIUS
After I dropped a load inside KK, I didn’t give a damn bout strappin’ up. She was about to be my wife and if I made her a baby momma, I wouldn’t even be mad. We were finally eating at Waffle House, and I was thankful because I nearly starved. It took KK a minute to get ready because she had to do her hair since it got wet in the shower.
When she decided to wash it and wear it naturally curly, I was glad for the all-natural look. Nowadays, females felt the need to overdo it, and wear makeup and fake ass lashes, not realizing the natural look gone win every time. KK had naturally long lashes, so she didn’t wear those fake joints, but she did like to wear light makeup sometimes. When she stepped out with no makeup and a causal yet sexy look, it was a straight turn on. I had forgotten what she looked like when she wore her hair naturally curly, the shit had me ready to pounce that ass again.
“Why you lookin’ at me like that?” KK asked, and instead of answering her, I bit my bottom lip then winked my eye. “Oh no, you should be tired,” she giggled.
“I could never get enough of that good ass pu?—”
“I know you not ‘bout to say that here,” she interrupted me, causing us both to laugh.
“How was it?”
“You or the meal?”
“The way you scream my name, I know you know what this dick hittin’ for.”
KK thought she was funny. I laughed with her, but she knew what was up.
“It’s really good. I can’t even lie, I was nervous for a second,” KK said, and I could tell that she was full, from how slow she was talking. “I see what that hype is now.” She laughed.
“Not all Waffle Houses the same. You gotta know which ones to go to. Some of ‘em have a bunch of youngins working in them and they don’t be giving a damn how they make yo shit. But them ones that have the older crew that look forward to showing up to work gon always hit different.”
Once we left, I took the back roads to see my pops. I couldn’t wait to introduce him to KK.
“I’m enjoying the view. Georgia’s such a beautiful place.”
“Fosho. Chicago gon’ always be home, but it ain’t got shit on the south. The weather is always decent all year round. It’s like a southern version of Chicago so you get the best of both worlds. Except when it comes to the food.”
“I can see why you like it here. It’s so busy and fast-paced yet slow at the same time. It’s like people down here take they time, whereas everything back home everybody always in a rush.”
“The south will definitely slow you down and for good reason. It’s much more easygoing. Just wait til you see my pops’ spot.”
“Is that where we’re going?”
“Yep.”
