Page 23 of Same Girl
“Oh shit, Chosen,” I gasped when I looked at him. He was so damn sexy.
“You’re so fucking sexy, baby,” he groaned.
He was sitting opposite me with his dick in his hand. I loved how he slid his hand tightly along his girth as his eyes narrowed in concentration.
“Let me see you make that big dick cum. I want to see that white shit shooting out of your hole all over my damn floor.”
“Fuck, girl,” Chosen grunted as he squeezed his dick harder. I closed my eyes and lifted my hips so that I could slide a finger in my ass.
“Oh shit. This feels so good,” I cried out as my juices squirted over my fingers.
One of the things I learned in therapy was how to embrace my sexuality. I held back with Aaron and never felt confident. Now, with Chosen’s encouragement, I tried anything that felt good.
“Fyve.” I moaned when he stood over me and parted my pussy with his fingers. He stared into my hole with his mouth parted.
“Yeah, li’l baby?”
“Clean my pussy up with that long tongue and thick lips, big daddy.”
Fyve kneeled before me, happy for the privilege to eat me up. He spread my legs wider. “You nasty, li’l baby, but I like it.”
He shoved a finger inside of me and sucked it off. In no time at all, his lips were on my clitoris, greedily sucking while he fed three fingers into my hole, inserting and extracting repeatedly until I was groaning and crying out for more.
A loud crash sounded as I came explosively on Fyve’s fingers. He jumped up and headed toward the stairwell.
“I’ll check it out.”
I lay limp on the chair. Chosen pushed off the couch and lifted me from the chair. He sat down and set me on his lap.
“Are you okay?” he asked, kissing my temple.
I nodded, and he rubbed my arms as a shiver ran through me.
“Yeah, I’m good.”
“What do I need to do to prove my love to you, pretty baby?”
“Nothing, Chosen. I’m sorry that I haven’t expressed that to you, but you’re a proven man. You did everything right.”
“Then why can’t I be enough for you?”
“It’s not that simple. You both complete and fill me in different ways. All the things that you love about your friend are the same ones that I love about him, and vice versa. I’m a better and stronger woman because of you both. I love you so deeply, baby, but I understand if you could never forgive me for what I’ve done or see me the way you once did.”
He kissed the top of my head. Lifting my chin, he spoke loving words to me as he always did. “I will always see you this way. Beautiful, loving, compassionate, and kind. No matter what you’ve done, how could you not see the beauty that I see in you?” He kissed my face.
“I’m just sorry that I hurt you.”
“Beautiful, I will always love you.”
“You call me beautiful or pretty every time you speak to me.”
“When I first met you, I could tell that you were broken. Someone should be telling you that you’re beautiful, pretty, and gorgeous every day. It’s not just enough for you to look in the mirror and see it; it should be affirmed to and etched into your soul by someone who appreciates you and wants to protect you. I vowed to do that the minute you let me into your life.”
Chosen covered my lips with his and kissed me deeply as he caressed my neck and back.
I moaned. “You once promised me you’d give me everything.”
“And I still will.”
