Page 82 of Girl, We Go Together
Her lips parted, but no words came out. Instead, she exhaled slowly, that shaky kind of breath that comes from trying to let go of something heavy. I took a step closer, closing the space between us. My hands found her waist, and the curve of it fitperfectly beneath my palms. She looked up at me. This time, her eyes read something else. Uncertainty.
“You sure?” I asked quietly.
Her nod was slight, but it was certain. “Yeah… I’m sure.”
She seemed like she wanted to take things slow. So, I didn’t rush either. I just brushed my thumb across her jaw, tracing the line of her face. When her eyes fluttered shut, I leaned down and kissed her. The kiss was deep and slow, and as we kissed, I walked her to the bed until the back of her legs hit the surface. Once it did, I eased her down on the bed. I made sure to take my time with her because it wasn’t about proving anything. It was about presence. I wanted her to know she was wanted, and I meant all of her.
Once her back was flat on the bed, I climbed on top of her, kissing her from her lips down to her waist. Light moans escaped her lips, and that shit had me so turned on. My mind was screaming, ‘Pull the lace to the side and eat that pussy,’ but I wanted to pace myself. I wanted her to enjoy every single second of this moment. I stood from the bed and pulled my shirt over my head, and then in one swift move, I came out of my pants and drawers.
“I forgot what it feels like to be touched like this,” she admitted as she looked up at me standing beside the bed.
“Then let me remind you,” I said just before I climbed on top of her.
While I cupped her face and kissed her deeply, she put her hands over my shoulders and back. Her touch was soft but sure. The kind that could melt steel if you let it. As I touched every curve, every breath, and every sound she made had my chest tightening and my mind slipping somewhere between peace and hunger. Before I could do anything, she flipped me over, and now I was the one lying on my back. She inched lower to the bed until my soldier was right in front of her face.
“Mama, what you doing?” I whispered.
This was supposed to be my show to run, but I could see that she had other plans. She looked up at me through her lashes, and before I knew it, she was taking me into her mouth. I’ll be damned if that didn’t knock the wind out of me. I was about to nut up, so I grabbed her. It was my turn to please her. I was supposed to be the one who had her calling out my name. She used the back of her hand to wipe her mouth before I guided her to lie down. While kissing her, I pulled her lace to the side to see if she was ready for me. I pulled away from our kiss to bite my bottom lip when I felt how juicy her peach was.
When I placed my pointer and middle finger on her lips, she sucked my fingers clean. She was so damn nasty, and that was perfect for me. I grabbed my tool and then slowly started to push into her garden.
“Kassidyyyyy,” she moaned.
I swear, my knees almost gave out. Her pussy was so wet and tight; it had me ready to sing like Maxwell in “This Woman’s Work.” What did that nigga say? Uhhhhuhhhhh… yeah, that shit was about to slip out of my mouth once I was fully in. She dug her nails deep into my back while I dug out her middle.
“Wait…”
“Why are we waiting, Mama?”
“Papa, please…”
Shit,she sounded so damn sexy calling me that. I swear I was about to nut in this pussy and make her a mother of two.
“Kassidyyyy,” she whined.
I took her leg and tossed it into my forearm like it weighed nothing.
“Whoa, wait. I’m almost three hundred pounds.”
Challenge accepted.I dug deeper and lifted her arm a little higher.
“I don’t give a damn about that.”
I worked my hips in a circular motion. I knew I was hitting her spot by the way her eyes started to roll.
“Fuckkkkk, I’m?—”
“You cummin… I know.”
I could feel that shit before she even gave me the warning. I really didn’t want our first time to be a quickie, but it would have to be because I could feel the nut building from my balls. When her legs started shaking, I kissed her deeply as I ground into her.
“Cum for me, Papa.”
Shit.I stopped kissing her to focus because a nigga wasn’t trying to nut yet. She grabbed both sides of my face in her hands.
“Look at me while you fucking me.”
“Mama… stopppp,” I pleaded.
