Page 73 of Arris, Jayme & Dyani
I rode him slowly, making sure I lifted as high as I could before sliding myself back down. I rode him while I whimpered and he groaned against my mouth.
“Just like that, Jay.”
One of Arris’s hands lifted to the side of my head and he held it in place while the other one went to the top of my ass. He lifted his hips, fucking me back. It made me ride him harder. His arms slowly went around my body and I stopped moving while he took over. He held me tightly against his body while he fucked me from the bottom, slamming himself into me over and over while I soaked him and moaned.
“Fuck. You feel so good, baby,” he grumbled into my hair.
“You feel so good,” I echoed. “I love how you feel inside of me.”
“Yeah, baby? You missed this dick?” He smacked my ass and I nodded.
“Uh huh.”
“Then, fuck it, Jay. Don’t be a lazy little slut. Give me that shit.”
I nodded and kissed him nastily before I pushed up, putting my hands on either side of his head and using it for leverage to fuck him. My ass smacked against his thighs while his hands tightened around my hips. He helped me lift slightly. I let my head fall backward while I chanted Arris’s name over and over.
“There we go, baby,” he groaned.
“Arris,” I moaned loudly and came.
My entire body shook and Arris lifted. He rolled us over, lifted my legs into his arms, and fucked me hard and fast. He buried his face into my shoulder while I just lay there and let himhave his way with me, my pussy pulsing and legs shaking in his hold.
He bit my shoulder as he came and my eyes slammed shut as I felt him fill me. I rested my hands on his lower back and we stayed where we were while we slowly came down.
Once we caught our breaths, we showered and hopped back into bed. I cuddled into Arris and fell asleep immediately, my body spent and exhausted.
Chapter 16
Arris
“What, bitch?”I yawned as I answered the second call I’d gotten from Alex in the last two minutes.
Alex owned the shop I tattooed out of and it was rare for him to call me at all, but the fact that he’d called twice was off-putting honestly.
It was four in the fucking morning and my tolerance for dumb shit when I was trying to sleep wasn’t even low. It was nonexistent. On top of the fact that there was a chance this stupid ass call would wake up Jayme.
“The fuck are you doing, nigga?”
“Sleeping like a regular person,” I yawned, “What do you want?”
“There’s been an issue at the shop.”
“What shop?”
“The tattoo shop,” Alex snapped.
It took a second for me to realize that made sense considering who he was. I yawned and sat up fully.
“What’s going on?”
“Somebody broke in and vandalized the shop. Your room got the worst of it.”
“Of course it did,” I scoffed. “I’m on my way.”
“Thanks. I’ll see you when you get here.”
“Yeah, alright.”
