Page 3 of Wild Thoughts, Reckless Nights
“Damn, MiMi. Give me all that candy-coated cream. You taste so fucking sweet, girl.”
“Less talking; more fucking.”
I chuckled against her clit, because she really did just want to use me for my body. I was legit starting to feel like a piece of meat. But there was no way I was going to give up feeling her wrapped tight around my dick. If her sweet cream was any indicator of what else to expect from her pussy, there was no way I was denying myself.
“I can dig that.”
I pulled back, stood, and removed my suit jacket. Next came my cufflinks, and the rest of my clothes. Already prepared with a condom, I stood at the foot of the bed, with MiMi looking on. I rolled it down to the base of my throbbing dick, while maintaining eye contact with her as she fully took me in.
MiMi’s eyes darkened, and the lust filled gaze couldn’t be mistaken. I could see the saliva pooling in her mouth at the sight of my girth.
She continued to stare me down as I put one knee on the bed, and her legs fell open again. She must’ve thought this was going to be some sweet loving type of situation. My grin turned sinister, knowing I was about to wipe all of what she thought was going to go down from her mind.
I grabbed her legs and in one swift motion, flipped her ass on her stomach, then pushed her up on her knees.
I smacked her hard on the ass, right before I slammed my dick deep into her, reaching to embed myself as deep as I could go.
“Arrrhhhhh. What the fuck?” MiMi screeched. Her surprise squeal quickly turned into pleasurable moans when I gripped both of her ass cheeks, spreading them apart, then rocking into her, rooting my dick so deep into her womb as if that’s where it belonged.
“I didn’t think you would want that nice and sweet shit for a one-night stand,” I grunted out between strokes. “Damn, girl… you’re so damn tight.”
It felt like she was choking my dick with her walls.
Definitely the best decision you’ve made in a long ass time, Ahmad.
This was going to be a good night. I already knew it.
That was confirmed when MiMi not only took the dick, but she began to throw her heat back on me, almost making me lose my rhythm.
She wasn’t about to one-up my ass, though.
I gripped under her right thigh and lifted her leg, without missing a stroke, and plunged in and out of her over and over. The new angle had her pussy talking to me, spurring me on. I continued to hold her leg up with one hand and press down on her back, making her deepen her arch with the other.
I was showing her ass that while she may have been the one to spur this evening on, I was in control.
And by the whimpers and moans that were getting caught in her throat, she now understood that shit.
“Son of a mother… gah dammit. Shit,” MiMi shouted out.
I leaned down and covered her back with mine and whispered in her ear.
“Just say the words, and I can give you nice and sweet.”
For effect, I slowed my pace a little.
She protested immediately.
“Don’t you muthafuckin’ stop!” MiMi paused, and the way the silence hung in the air after her statement, I could tell she wanted to shout out my name… only, I hadn’t given it to her. She was putting on a front that she wanted this entire situation to be anonymous, so I started off following her lead.
But it wouldn’t hurt to hear my name falling from her lips.
“Saeed… my name is Saeed,” I told her.
“Saeed, huh?” She moaned. It was as if she didn’t believe me just as I didn’t believe her name was MiMi. But shit, we were only here for a night, right? No need to share entire governments and what not.
“Yea,” I responded as I angled my hips to tap against her pleasure button buried deep in her walls. And the way her body jerked, I knew I hit the bullseye, so I kept thrusting, making sure to reach and tease her G-spot with each and every thrust.
“Saeed… Oh my… fuckin shit!!” Her curses were a jumbled mess, but it turned me on that she was so lost in my dick that she couldn’t even form complete sentences.
