Page 34 of Search My Soul
“Bend over,” Soul commanded. His voice was smooth but dominant. I wasted no time following instructions because I was ready for what was to come next.
“Take these off.” He sucked on the skin right underneath my ear while he slid my panties down my thighs. Once they were off, he told me to climb on the desk. I must have taken too long to move because he lifted me onto it himself. His hand pressed down onto my back, indicating that he wanted me to arch it, so I spread my legs and dipped until my breasts were touching the desk. I expected him to enter me, but instead, he pulled the chair up and took a seat. My head turned back to give him a questioning look, but all I saw was lust in his eyes.
“What are you doing?” I was slightly distracted by him caressing my ass cheeks one at a time.
“You told me to kiss your ass earlier so that’s what I’m doing.” My mouth nearly hit the floor, but he paid me no mind as his lips brushed against my flesh. I returned to my original position, attempting to maintain my composure. I could already tell this man was about to have my head gone, but it was too late to turn back. I wanted to see what he was all about.
His strong hands spread my cheeks apart, and he continued to lick and kiss my flesh. Soul’s tongue alternated from licking my pussy to my ass and the sensation was driving me crazy. I could barely hold myself up because my legs were shaking so badly. While I was no virgin, there were some things I’ve never experienced before, and this was one of them.
The sound of him slurping and lapping my juices sent me over the edge, and I felt another orgasm on the horizon.
“Ahh! Wait!”
“I ain’t waiting for shit. Now stop playing and cum on my tongue.” His fingers plunged into me, poking my center until I exploded. There was no recovery time, because within seconds, Soul stripped down and pushed his fat dick inside of me. My mouth hung open as I held onto the desk for dear life.
“Oh, fuck.” I squealed, adjusting to the fullness of him.
“Damn, I missed this pussy. I can’t even lie. I’ve been thinking about your pretty ass for far too long.” His admission made me blush, but I was in no position to comment. Soul’s hands dug into my waist as he hammered into me. I tried to keep my moans down, but it was damn near impossible.
“I’ve been dreaming about fucking you, but it ain’t shit compared to the real thing. This pussy so good, I already know it’s gon’ have me crashing out. Fuck!”
“Oh my God, baby. You’re so deep, I can feel it in my stomach.” My pussy was smacking loudly as he fucked me. Each time he pulled back then pushed back in, I gasped.
“I know, baby. I need you to take all this dick for me, mamas.” I nodded my head in response. In that moment, I would have done anything he asked of me. As long as he kept fucking me. “Damn, this pussy so fucking tight. I promise if you ever give it to another nigga, I’m killing both of you.” I should have been afraid of his warning, but I wasn’t. It made me feel… wanted. No man had ever staked their claim on me before, and I could tell that he meant every word.
“Baby, I’m about to cum!” I bit down on my bottom lip as my stomach tightened with that familiar feeling.
“Whatchu waiting for, mamas? Cream on this dick.” And that’s exactly what I did. After three orgasms, my body couldn’t take anymore. Soul lifted me off the desk and then turned me in his arms. He wrapped my legs around his waist, and my arms instinctively wrapped around his neck.
Soul palmed my ass with his hands, and I giggled when he began to massage it. Leaning forward, I nestled my face into his neck as I placed kisses on it. Hearing him groan only fueled me to keep going.
“Yeah, you fucked up. You should have never given me this pussy.” Before I could respond, he was sliding me back onto his dick. I gasped as my grip on his neck tightened. I knew I would be sore later, but the pleasure far exceeded any potential discomfort.
My small kisses turned into bites across his shoulder as I attempted to mask my moans. Soul was leaving his mark on me one stroke at a time, and I found myself falling deeper and deeper into whatever this was. Even though I knew he was dangerous, his presence made me feel… safe. Like I could let my guard down for once and just live in the moment.
After two more orgasms, my legs were no longer functioning. Soul put his clothes back on, then helped me get dressed while I sat on top of his desk, completely spent and slightly embarrassed. I was almost certain his staff probably knew what took place in this office, and I was prepared to do the walk of shame.
“You need me to carry you, or can you walk on your own?” I rolled my eyes playfully as he stepped between my thighs.
“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”
“It depends on whatthisis. Did I enjoy fucking my woman all over my office? Hell yeah. That shit was unforgettable.”
“Your woman?” I eyed him curiously.
“You heard me. You’re mine now. I suggest you put your roster on notice because I’m with all the gunplay, and I don’t mind shedding blood when I feel like someone’s trying to infringe on what belongs to me.” I shook my head in disbelief. I don’t even think I truly realized what I was signing up for, but it was too late to back out. Not that I wanted to.
“Oh, yeah? Well, I hope you know that it goes both ways. I’m not a shooter, but these hands are lethal, and they don’t discriminate. I’ll beat your ass and theirs if you play with my feelings.” Soul cupped my chin in his hand, lifting my face to meet his. His lips pressed against mine, and I felt like I was floating on a cloud. It was both exciting and terrifying at the same time. Everything was happening so fast, but it seemed so right. I would have never taken Soul for the kissing type, but the sensual way he fed me his tongue made me a believer.
“I hear you, mamas. I’m not on that type of time, but I guess I’m just gonna have to show you better than I can tell you. Come on. I need you to get out of here so I can fix these people’s cars.” I grabbed his hand as he helped me off the desk. My legs were like noodles, but I tried to walk normally. I must not have been doing a good job because I could hear Soul laughing.
“It’s not funny,” I whined with my lips poked out.
“I’m sorry, Juicy. Are you sure you don’t want me to carry you?”
“No. Then everybody’s gonna look at me crazy.”
“Baby, you’re walking like a newborn Bambi fresh out of the womb. They’re gonna look regardless. Come on.” He lifted me into his arms, and I buried my head into his chest to hide. Soul kissed the top of my head and then led us out of his office.
