Page 43 of Off the Charts
“Jersei,” I moaned in her ear. Shit, I was almost on the verge of yodeling. “This pussy so good. You feel like home, mama. You been saving this for me?” I bit down on her shoulder then kissedwhere I knew a mark would be. She nodded as she whimpered. “Fuck,” I dragged.
My head dropped back, and I had to grit my teeth, because the way her pussy had me in a literal chokehold made my chest lock up. She felt like the sugar rush you get after eating a row of tropical Starburst, sticky enough to make you want to stop, but sweet enough to make you crave more. I pushed in deeper in search of her spot with the curve of my dick. The second her pretty face contorted, I smirked and started pounding in her a little faster.
Jersei’s mouth was wide open, but she wasn’t making sounds as she watched me. Her eyes filled with tears as I tapped her spot gracefully. She felt better than I imagined, wetter than I’d seen her get when I made her watch herself cum in the mirror. Mentally she was already mine, but now it was going to take every force of the law to make me come up off her.
“Yeah, J. Watching you cum has become one of my favorite visuals,” I planted a slow kiss on her lips as the tear dropped from her right eye. Still, I never let up on her spot. The deeper I stroked, the wetter she seemed to get. I was closer than either of us knew. “The only time I wanna see you crying is when it’s on this dick. You hear me?” She clawed into my back as I kissed her again. “Let ‘em fall baby. Show me how good you feel.”
Another tear fell as she gushed around me. “Hmm. You’re in so deep. I—I—fuckkk!”
“I feel you. You wanna cum? Hmm?”
“Yesss.”
“I know baby,” I sucked on her bottom lip. “Fuck, J. This is erogenous zone number seven. This shit definitely my favorite one.” I slowed my strokes, and she cried out. “Look me in my eyes when you cum, baby. Wet yo’ dick up. It’s yours. Treat it how you want to, baby.”
Her eyes fluttered open, back arching off the mattress. I licked every part of her skin I could reach as she released around me, flooding my dick. Feeling her essence drip from my balls onto the bed pushed my nut closer. I plunged deeper, kissing her again.
“I’m cumming again,” she stressed, pushing at my abs. “Ahhh!” She yelled.
“Shit. That’s it. Look at you leaking all over me, baby. I love that messy shit,” I smacked her inner thigh and fucked her through another orgasm. Her muscles contracting around me was just what I needed, and I pulled out just as I was cumming. I stroked my dick with force, milking my nut on her stomach and pussy as she pushed out more cum. The visual made me bust another thick rope of cum on her skin. “Fuck! Fuckkk!”
As my chest heaved, I looked at the mess we created and smiled. This shit had my mind blown. After kissing her inner thighs, clit, and her shoulders, I hovered over her lips. Even with dry tears on her face, her hair sticking to her sweaty forehead, and semi-dry lips, she was still the most gorgeous woman I’d ever laid eyes on.
“You did so good, J.” I kissed her. “Such a beautiful, good girl.” I kissed her neck and nibbled on her ear, making her moan while still trying to regulate her breathing.
“I gotta agree with you,” she panted. I watched as she scooped some of my nut from her stomach and used her tongue to lick it off. “Mmm. White was the color I was missing.”
Fuck…
You’re The Moonlight…
(2 WeeksLater)
I’d been tracking Jade’s location since they landed. Shit, really before then too, but that part didn’t matter. My baby was finally coming home. I’d enjoyed the summer and everything it had to offer, and while a break was good and often needed, I missed Zion. I spent the early morning preparing for his arrival by cooking, cleaning, and making this big ass sign that readWelcome Home. I was sure my neighbors and the cars that passed by thought I was an idiot, but I couldn’t care less. I wanted to be in the same spot he’d left me in. A few minutes passed before my mama’s sedan turned on my street. I wavedthe sign in the air doing some dance that I knew would be funny as hell when I watched the house cameras later.
Mama parked and Zion leaped out the backseat and ran into my arms. I could’ve been tripping, but he seemed to have gotten taller since last month making it almost impossible to pick him up.
“Mommy!” He squealed as we embraced with everything in us.
“Oh, my baby. My Zion.”
I didn’t mean to cry, but I was overwhelmed with emotions. Children were a blessing from God and the truth was every woman wasn’t blessed with a body that allowed them to birth a child. I would never take motherhood for granted. With health issues, surgeries, and whatever other flaws he carried, my son would always be the best part of me.
“I missed you so much! Look what I got you,” he separated us and dug into his pocket. His palms opened revealing the links. “I got you a keychain for every city we visited!”
There were a total of eight and I took turns holding each of them up. “Oh wow! Thank you so much, Zy. They are so nice. I’ma put every single one of them on my keys too,” I pinched his cheeks. “Go get your bags and let’s go inside.”
He nodded and took off running toward the car. Mama was standing behind him with her arms folded, smiling. There were days where I would look at her and see Grandma’s entire face and it scared me. Today was one of them. I wrapped my arms around her frame, rocking her tightly.
“Thank you so much for being an amazing mother and Granny. I needed this time. Do I owe you anything?”
“Jersei Monroe, if you don’t hush that mouth, I know something.” She kissed my cheek. “You don’t owe me a thing. That grandson of mine keeps me young. He’s such a good boy.You and that ex-nigga of yours did an amazing job,” she looked over at Zy who was hugging Jade. “I already miss him.”
“Girl get off my mama like that,” Jade playfully pushed me before wrapping her arms around me then whispered. “I can tell you got some dick. You're glowing like somebody poured baby oil on your ass.”
I hollered. “Hoe, watch out!”
We spent an hour outside catching up, looking at pictures, and mainly gossiping about some Harvest Hills drama that had nothing to do with us. We all loved mess when it wasn’t our own. I wanted to ask Mama about her and Mr. Teddy, but I didn’t want to break Zy’s promise but I knew I’d catch them in the act soon.
