Page 32 of The Heart of a Capricorn
“This pussy is dripping for me. You feel it?”
“Yes.” She moaned. Her nails scratched up my back. I knew she was close to cumming.
“Ooh, look at you. Looking so damn beautiful as you cum on my dick. Shit, girl.”
Lyric’s eyes were closed as her chest heaved, but I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
I pulled out again and looked at her handiwork. I needed to feel her lips on me, so I sat back.
“You gonna clean my dick off so you can make it wet again?” I asked as I stroked my dick.
Lyric switched positions so she could be face to face with my dick. She licked her lips and pushed my hand out of the way.
“Fuck.” I groaned when she wasted no time letting the tip of my dick touch the back of her throat.
I reached forward and rubbed my hand over her ass when she tooted it in the air. Her hand glided up and down my dick as she slurped and slobbed on it.
My heart raced, and when I felt my stomach clench, I pushed her back onto her back.
I eased back inside of her, and I swore only seconds went by before she was cumming again.
“Chauncey. Tank. Shit.” She cried.
“I feel that shit too, Lyric. You are taking this dick so good, just like I knew you would. You are such a good girl.”
“Oh, God.”
I felt like I was on top of the world every time she cried out and clenched her walls around my dick. The feeling was unexplainable.
“I can spend all day between your legs. You want me to stay here forever?”
“Yes, please.”
“I want to give you everything your heart desires. Can you feel what you are doing to me?”
“Yes.”
I was sure she could feel the thump in my chest. Both of our bodies were covered in a light sheen of sweat. The moonlight filtered through the window, creating a soft glow in the room, as the music played on my phone—each song describing my growing feelings for Lyric.
“I love the sounds of your moans. Do you know how damn sexy you sound? Let me hear you when you cum on my dick again.” I buried myself to the bottom of her pussy. “Cum, now,” I demanded.
Her walls squeezed again, and the moan she let out had my dick shooting off inside of her.
Lyric probably thought I was playing with her, but I meant what I said. I wanted to stay with her and that fire pussy for therest of my life. I was going to make that shit happen too. I would do whatever it took to make her mine forever.
The heavinessI felt in my chest when I woke up told me what day it was without even needing to look at the calendar. I tried to push the thought out of my mind, but it didn’t work. I didn’t have the energy to get out of bed, so I grabbed my puzzle book from the bedside table to distract myself. That didn’t help either. It was the same thing every year, and I wondered when the sadness would end.
It was my ex’s birthday. It was also the same day I got the call that he had died.
The day would forever be etched in my mind. I was at work when my phone rang with an unfamiliar number.
“Hello, is this Lyric?” the person asked in between sniffles.
I was at my desk, and the tone of the woman’s voice gave me pause.
“Yes, this is she.”
“I’m sorry to be calling you like this, but it’s about Brice.”
