Page 14 of Gotta Jones For Ya
Her body went limp against the island, but I wasn’t done. Then, I whispered, “You ain’t never gon’ be free of me, baby. Never.” I pulled out slowly, then dipped down and slopped that pussy up like a biscuit wit' extra gravy.
“Fuucckkk!” she gasped, grippin’ the corner of the island, legs tremblin’ like a stripper on their first night. I love that shit.
Smilin’, I licked my lips, juices drippin’ from my chin as I plunged back inside. “Mmm,” I groaned, grabbin’ a fistful of her hair, yankin’ her head back. I leaned down so my mouth brushed her ear. “You see the way I’m blessin’ this pussy? I can bless you in real life. I can be a good nigga to you, Ny. Just let me.” I growled, slappin’ her ass so hard she yelped.
“I… told… you…”
“I don’t give a fuck about none of that. You’re mine, Nyomi. Now shut the fuck up and take this dick.”
I pulled her arms behind her back, pinnin’ her while I fucked her harder. Long strokes. Deep strokes. All the way in strokes. My chain swung against my chest wit’ every pump. My breath caught in my throat every time her pussy clenched around me like it didn’t wanna let go.
She cried out, breathy, wild. “Why… are you… oh, my God… fucking me… like this?”
I licked the side of her neck, then bit it. “‘Cause I fuckin’ love this pussy. You feel that?”
“Yessss!”
“Good. ‘Cause I want you sore tomorrow. I want your legs shakin’ when you try to walk. I want you rememberin’ this dick every time your pussy throbs.”
I pulled out again, and she whined like I’d ripped out her soul. I spun Nyomi around, lifting her off the ground in one motion. Her legs wrapped around me on instinct. “Hold on, baby,” I grunted, walkin’ us to the couch. I dropped down,sittin’ back, lettin’ her straddle me. Her chest heaved. Her mouth parted. Eyes dazed.
I slapped her ass again. “Ride this muthafucka.” She hesitated, bitin’ her bottom lip, frownin’, and shit. I grabbed her throat, squeezin’ just enough to wake her ass up. “I said ride it.”
She whimpered, sank down onto my dick slowly, and we both damn near lost our breath at the same time. “Shiiiit,” she hissed. Her nails dug into my shoulders. She moved like she didn’t give a fuck about tomorrow. Bouncin’ on me, cryin’ out, and tryna hold it together. I saw her fallin’ apart, though. Her head fell back, and her body quivered.
“Ny, look at me,” I told her. “I wanna see them eyes roll back when you cum.”
“I can’t… Knuck, oh my God!”
“Yes, you can,” I grunted, thrustin’ into that pussy like a savage. “You gon’ nut on this dick and stare me in the face while you do it.”
And she did. Her body shuddered, her hips shook, and her whole damn soul cracked right open on me. She screamed my name louder than a nigga ever heard it screamed before. I swear to God that shit made me wanna go harder.
I flipped her again and threw her on the couch this time. I wanted that ass up and back arched as I hit it from the back wit' no mercy. Sweat dripped from our bodies. Her hair was wild as fuck. Edges sweated out. I’d pay for that shit. I didn’t give a fuck.
“Fuckfuckfuck… Keeeeooonnnnn!”
I grabbed her hair. Pulled her up as she came again. Bit her shoulder. “Fuckin’ love you, girl.”
And when I pulled out and nutted all over her fat ass, that shit damn near made a nigga blind. I held her up wit’ one hand and kept stroking my dick wit’ the other to get it all out, growlin’ and shit.
When I finally let Nyomi go, she collapsed forward, breathless. Legs twitchin’. “Now get mad again,” I whispered in her ear. “See if I don’t fuck you through the floor next time.”
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Steam still clung to my skin when I dropped down in her bed, leanin’ back against her headboard, naked and heavy-lidded. She came out the bathroom a few minutes later, wrapped in a towel, moisturized, hair damp and pulled up into a bun. She walked like her soul had left her body.
Shit made me smirk. “Need help walkin’?” I asked, lips curlin’ up.
“Fuck you,” she muttered, limpin’ over.
“Already did,” I said, watchin’ her drop the towel and slide under the covers, ass brushin’ my thigh like she didn’t know what the fuck she was doin’. “We ‘bout to get a nap in before round 2?”
She settled on her side, propped up on her elbow, starin’ at me. “Have you always been this… crazy? Seriously. I wanna know.”
“You know damn well it’s you that got me actin’ like this. Just say you mine and let it be that.”
She groaned. “You are so toxic.”
