Page 9 of Her Savior
“Girl, you know you ain’t gon’ anywhere,” he moaned as his thrusts became more powerful, “you know this is my pussy.”
“Oh fuck yes!” I didn’t get a damn if Tasha and Soundcloud could hear me. This is my house and my nigga is fucking me exactly how I want it.
Jalen flipped over so I was on top. I held his chest down, digging my nails into it as I bounced on that delicious dick of his. I was never sure about being on top before but Jalen encouraged me to keep trying. Now I love to ride him more than anything.
I soon felt my legs begin to shake as the orgasm began to build. I clench tighter around him and increased my tempo, as Jalen held onto my ass. When the climax happened, my body stilled as it coursed through me. Jalen thrust a few more times before he came as well.
Hot flashes of light and fireworks surrounded me as I called out Jalen’s name, along with a few obscenities. I needed that dick. I know Jalen is a fuckboy and we won’t last very long, but damnit, I need to keep him around just to dick me down for good measure.
I collapsed on top of him and giggle. Jalen kisses my sweaty forehead and rubs my back as he stares up at the ceiling. Maybe it’s the dickdown talking, but maybe I should stay in Inglewood.
My best friend is here, I live in my Granny’s house that I own, and I have Jalen to dick me down when I need it. Maybe this is where I should be.
The next morning, I learned I got the internship. I start the following Monday.
