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“No, it ain’t. This pussy was made for me, it just needs to get adjusted, baby.” He pulled back and slammed into me again. So, hard that I started seeing stars. “You feel that? That’s me all up in yo’ stomach baby. Writing my name all in this lil filthy pussy.”
I cried out as he started pounding into me, water cascading down our bodies, his hand gripping my thighs like handles. My back hit the tile with every thrust, but I didn’t give a damn. I was drunk on him—on the way he stretched me, broke me, and made me his… all in one night.
“You like being fucked like this, Specs?” he growled. “Against the wall? In the water, bouncing up and down on my dick so beautifully?”
“Y-yes,” I gasped. “I love it—Ghost—don’t stop?—”
“I’m not baby. Not until you cum all over this dick again.” He leaned in and kissed me rough, biting my bottom lip before licking the sting.
“You so fucking sweet, Specs. So, fucking filthy for me now. Fuck, you got a nigga seeing stars… pussy to fucking good… you should be ashamed of yourself for having pussy this good.”
I couldn’t even respond—my body was too busy unraveling as he bounced me up and down. He hit something deep, and before I knew it, I was sobbing his name and cumming hard, my cries echoing off the bathroom walls.
“That’s it,” he grunted. “Make a mess on yo’ dick baby. Let me feel that shit.”
My pussy clenched around him so tight as I came, he bit down on my shoulder and fucked me the through the aftershocks until I was limp in his arms.
“Fuck, I’m right behind you baby.” He grunted as his thrusts slowed down.
He let out a low growl and spilled his warm liquid inside me, still holding me up with his throbbing member buried deep. Thesteam had started to fade by the time we finally slowed down. My eyes stayed on his face while we took turns washing each other. His fingers traced the curves of my thick body, rinsing the soap from my skin.
He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me before drying off his own body, and we moved in silence through the soft haze of the bathroom light. I was still trying to catch my breath, still trying to piece together how I went from a trembling virgin to giving this man all of me; my mind, my body and whatever soul I had left. After he carried me back to the bedroom, we slid under the covers, our bodies tangled up in each other, skin to skin like we were made to fit that way.
“You always fuck woman like that? Who am I kidding, you’ve had plenty of woman, so I know I’m?—"
“Specs, get out your head. I’ve had my share of fucking woman yes, but trust me when I say, they’ve never had to chance to even know what my skin feels like. I don’t let bitches touch me and I damn sure ain’t putting my mouth on them. You’re the only one that’s been privy to seeing this side of me. Hell, before now, I never knew this shit existed.” He gave a soft grunt that might’ve been a laugh. “They say good pussy will change a nigga. Shit, I’m trying to find ‘they’ and tell them muthafuckas they was right.”
My heart stuttered at his comment. I tilted my head up to look at him. “What is this? I feel crazy for asking that. Just because we f?—”
His gaze dropped to mine. “Naw. You ain’t crazy, Specs. I feel that shit too, whatever it is,” he muttered.
My eyelids started to get heavy as we laid there, wrapped up in each other’s warmth and before I knew it, I was out. My body had been turned every which way but loose and now I was paying for it. I’d pay all the money in that cash register downstairs to do it again.
Who was I turning in to?
CHAPTER 14
Ghost
The room was dark,except for the soft spill of streetlight that filtered in through her curtains. She was curled into my side, breathing steady and warm against my ribs. The sheet barely covered us, and I had one arm draped over her thick hips, palm resting just above the curve of her ass. I hadn’t slept, not really. My eyes were wide open, and my mind too loud, too dangerous. Despite that, she was the calm in my chaos, and that shit scared the fuck outta me. I watched her chest rise and fall, the way her lashes brushed her cheeks, how her lips parted every few breaths. Peace like this wasn’t mine to have. I’ve never experienced it in my life. I’d been built for destruction, raised in shadows, and carved out of silence. My Specs was light, softness, curiosity… and somehow, she didn’t run when she saw the devil standing in her bookstore. I brushed my fingers up her spine carefully, like I didn’t wanna’ break her. Maybe I didn’t, but I knew eventually, I would. That’s what I did, I ruined shit, but still, I couldn’t stop myself.
I pulled her in tighter, letting her warmth bleed into me. Her soft ass pressed against my groin, and fuck… my dick twitched. I bit down a groan, pressing my forehead into her shoulder. Evennow, even after everything we’d done, I still wanted more. But this wasn’t about that. She was in danger. I held her for a few more seconds before pressing a kiss to the back of her neck.
“Specs,” I murmured low.
She stirred, her voice thick with sleep. “Hmm?”
“We gotta go.”
That woke her up fast. She turned over, blinking up at me.
“Go? Where? Why?”
I sat up, rubbing a hand down my face then leaned on my knee.
“Somebody came for me tonight. They knew where I was. Which means they know about you too. I can’t let you stay here. It’s not safe.”
She sat up, pulling the sheet around her body, her eyes wide.
