Page 7 of Search My Soul
“See, I gave you a chance to run shit, but you ain’t ready. Open up and let me in.” He decided to take matters into his own hands, pressing my thighs back and pushing through my walls. “Ahh, yeah. That’s it, mamas. I’m tryna dig in this pussy. You gon’ let me do that?”
My nails dug into his back as he attempted to fit more of himself in. My moans were the only thing that could be heard as he rocked in and out. I cried out loudly when he pushed the rest of the way in. Tears fell down the sides of my face, dripping intomy ear. There was no time to be embarrassed because my body was convulsing from yet another orgasm. I was lucky if I could cum once during sex, and here I was on the brink of insanity from cumming back to back.
“Ahh, shit.” Soul hissed, stopping mid-stroke. When he pulled out of me, I wanted to cry because I could literally feel his absence.
“What’s wrong?”
“The condom broke. I’ve got another pack downstairs in my bag. I’ll be right?—”
“No, no, no.” My head shook before the words came out of my mouth.
“What you mean no?” Soul questioned with a bit of humor in his tone.
“Do we really need the condom? I mean, it’s really far away.” I sounded like an addict tryna get a fix from her dealer, and I gave no fucks.
“Weren’t you the one saying safe sex was the best sex?”
“Yes, but we’re both clean, so technically we still are.” If I was in my right, sober mind, I probably wouldn’t have suggested it, but the liquor and his stroke game had my judgment going out the window.
“You sure about that? I don’t fuck raw, and I’m telling you now, if I end up with a burning dick, I’mma shoot your ass in the pussy. I don’t play about my health.” The frown on his face made me laugh, even though I knew he was serious. Instead of responding, I wrapped my legs back around his waist. He hesitated for a moment, which let me know that this wasn’t something he did often. When he re-entered me, we both gasped.
“Shit, this pussy is a death trap. I swear on Jesus and all His disciples, if you give me something I can’t get rid of, I’m tossin’ your ass in my trunk and feeding you to my dogs. Gotdamn, it’sso fuckin’ wet. Fuck!” I didn’t know whether to laugh or moan because Soul was crazy as hell. However, once his strokes grew more intense, I could barely think straight.
“You’re doing so good, baby. You’re takin’ this dick like it belongs to you,” he whispered against my lips. Soul’s lips were soft and addictive, and each time he kissed me, my heart rate went into overdrive. His kisses were filled with so much passion and desire.
“I need you to cum on my dick one more time, Juicy.”
“I-I can’t,” I whined. After four orgasms, I was certain my body wouldn’t be able to produce another one even if I wanted to.
“Yes you can, baby. I know you’ve got it in you. Let me feel you wet my dick up one more time. Don’t make me beg,” he whispered in my ear. I was expecting to be fucked rough and hard, but instead he had taken my body to heights I never knew were possible.
I’ve only had unprotected sex with one man, and the experience was nothing like this one. If I was the delusional type, I would have believed Soul loved me.
His tongue swirled around each of my nipples, making sure to show them equal attention. I hated it whenever men tried to suck on them in the past because they never seemed to do it right. It often felt like they were trying to bite them off instead. Soul applied the right amount of pressure, and my body responded without any resistance.
“Damn, baby. I didn’t think it was possible for your pussy to get any wetter. You’re gonna fuck around and end up pregnant.” I kept my mouth shut because the way he was fucking me had me ready to offer up my uterus and anything else he wanted.
“Your nails are digging into my skin. You tryna mark your territory or something, Juicy baby?” Soul hovered over me withmy feet planted on his chest. His dick plunged in and out of my wet center.
“Maybe I am,” I grunted, watching his thick pole glide deeper inside of me. It was covered in my essence, and the sight of it turned me on. When Soul saw where my attention was, a smirk appeared on his face. I hated a cocky ass dude, but Soul’s arrogance was sexy.
“That shit looks good, doesn’t it? You see the way this dick has your pussy creaming? This is my pussy now,” he grunted. He sped up his strokes, causing my whole body to tremble.
“Shit. Damn, you grippin’ my shit. Where you want me to nut at?” His hand gently stroked my neck before he applied a light pressure. My hands wrapped around his arm while my eyes rolled to the back of my head as my mouth hung open.
“Tell me where you want it, baby. Otherwise, I’mma nut all in this pretty pussy,” Soul warned.
I shivered, losing a bit of sanity when he stuck his index finger in my mouth. Naturally, I sucked and twirled my tongue around it.
“Mmm. You’re playing a dangerous game, my baby. Tell me what I need to know before we end up wearing Burberry in nine months.” I should have taken heed of his warning, but I remained quiet outside of my moans.
“Fuck! I’m about to—” Before he could finish his sentence, I pushed him back and then shoved his dick down my throat, as deep as it would go. I jacked the base until he unloaded every drop.
“Ahh, shit! Fuck. Ooh, shhhhhh.” I smirked from hearing Soul come undone while I swallowed every drop he had to offer. When he went limp in my hand, I removed his flaccid rod from my mouth, then placed a kiss on it. Cum rested in the corners of my mouth, so I licked the remnants of his essence.
“You are trouble,” he grumbled, climbing out of the bed. I giggled because he had no idea. Soul swaggered to the bathroom with his elephant trunk smacking his thigh as he walked. I expected him to close the door, but instead, he whipped out his dick and started pissing. Since we were finished, I got up and picked up my clothes. My plan was to take a shower as soon as I made it home, then head to bed. I was exhausted, and I had to work again tomorrow night.
“Umm, where the hell do you think you’re going?” Soul washed his hands and then stepped into the room while I was putting on my bra.
