Page 13 of A Trial of the Heart
Seven
Rashad:
“Fuck, Rashad.”
Shiloh’s muffled moans were unintelligible. She’d messaged me in the middle of the night, complaining of not being able to sleep. I took her words as her wanting me to put her to sleep, so I invited her over. She was on all fours, ass tooted in the air, and her pretty face buried into the pillow while she tried to match my strokes.
Lifting my hand, I smacked her ass lightly before I grasped her ponytail. “Why you fighting this shit, huh? Go ahead and relax, beautiful, and cum on this dick,” I encouraged before swiftly flipping her over, barely sliding out of her.
Shiloh’s legs wrapped around my back, her hands gripped my arms, and her tunnel tightened on my dick. She was close to her peak. Gripping her neck, I gave her center long, powerful strokes. I needed her to feel every inch of me.
“Uh… Shit… Oh my gosh…” She couldn’t form a sentence.
“That’s right. Take all this dick.”
Her muscles seemed to relax before the grip was back on my manhood, and her nails dug into my arm. Shiloh’s eyes rolled inthe back of her head, while her mouth fell agape and no sounds escaped. She was at a point of no return.
My motions never slowed. I fucked Shiloh just like she desired. As if I summoned her, Shiloh opened her eyes and stared into mine, riding her orgasmic wave with ease. Her low moans and sexy expression caused my own to build up. I wanted to hold out, to give Shiloh a few more strokes, but when her legs tightened on my back, I released hard.
“Fuck!” The word came out as a groan while my face nestled between her neck and shoulder.
Shiloh and I lay there as I still filled her up, our breathing labored with no words spoken between us. She felt like heaven, and I never wanted to forget the feeling.Once our breathing finally regulated, my flaccid dick slid from her slippery center.
“Stay right there,” I instructed, noticing her move when I did.
Shiloh giggled nervously.
“Kinda need to clean myself up.”
I smirked, already backing to the bathroom.
“I got you.”
Shiloh looked at me strangely, and though her body relaxed a bit, she still glared my way with her elbows resting on the bed.
I had to chuckle to myself as I stood in the bathroom with the washcloth under the warm water. Shiloh already had me on another level, and I couldn’t explain why I wanted to do this for her. She wasn’t helpless, but all I wanted to do was help. I felt she needed me.With the warm cloth in my hand, I ambled from the bathroom and headed to Shiloh. Her expression was a mix of approval and confusion.
She extended her hand my way. “Thank you.”
With a slight smile, I pressed my knee on the bed, already pressing her legs apart. “I got it.”
“I can d?—”
“I know you can, but I got it.”
I placed the cloth on her center, not giving her a chance to object. Shiloh shivered a bit before relaxing. I could tell this wasn’t something she’d had done. I wanted to clean her. I helped make the mess, so it felt like my job. I also wanted her to have more of a sense of security with me. This was a moment for me as well.
Once I’d cleaned Shiloh, I tossed the cloth in the bathroom before sauntering back to the bed and climbed inside.
“You good?” I questioned softly, already pulling her frame back to mine.
Shiloh’s body relaxed instantly in my arms. “I am.”
There was a long, pregnant pause, but from her breathing, I could tell she wanted to say something. I patiently waited, and finally, she spoke.
“I’ve never had that.” Her voice seemed to tremble and was extremely low.
“What’s that?” Her statement was vague. She could have been referring to anything that had happened tonight.
