Page 36 of The Perfect Verse
She felt she did. So far, he’d proven to be genuine with his interactions. He never offered any specific information about his cousin or Chaney, never even hinted at it except when it wasabout their business. He checked in most times first, and he’d taken an interest in the boys, boys whose future with her was still uncertain. X had no leads, even after the DNA samples, but it was too good to be true, so they couldn’t even celebrate.
“We won’t do anything unless you tell me what you want me to do to you.” He lifted one arm, sliding his T-shirt off that landed on the floor in one swoop. She swallowed slowly at the sight of his chest and well-defined abs. Tattoos, particularly one with the name June, caught her eye as it rested over his heart. He noticed and offered, “My mama. Her ass is named June, like the month.”
“Oh,” she pushed out, feeling her mouth salivate as he slid his basketball shorts down. His dick poked out in his boxers, and he grinned. It was short-lived when he eased them down and kicked them off his ankles. Her pussy fluttered at the sight of it. It was thick, long, and curved with one vein running down its length. His fattened mushroom head, a tad bit darker than him, had pre-cum glistening at the tip.
“Yeah, oh.” He laughed, then gripped his dick.
Besides, she had nothing to worry about when it came to another woman, not groupies and definitely not Serita. Short of a few more money transfers, they’d barely spoken. He wasn’t the cold-hearted kind, so instead of ignoring her, he asked Nazir to have a few tickets to their show in Atlanta sent to her. She at least deserved a face-to-face once he told her it was officially over.
He paused, then looked around as he wondered how she made it to the jacuzzi. He watched her here and there, though. She could move her legs a bit more than she revealed, but he’d worry about that later because when leaving to go to the bedroom, he had no problem carrying her.
“What?”
“Nothing,” he muttered, then stepped inside. Once both feet were in, he slid down to the bottom, then pulled her across his lap. Her skin was sweaty from the heat, a bit flushed, too. Her hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail with a few strands sticking to her skin. She was fucking beautiful. He couldn’t wait to get inside of her, needing nothing in between at all as they sat skin to skin. One leg moved, and her body stiffened.
“Does it hurt? Your legs?”
“Not now. Before, though.”
She lowered her gaze, feeling self-conscious, when he lifted her chin. He motioned with a nod for her to continue. He was all in. Nothing she told him would change how he felt. Her legs were only a part of her. What mattered most to him was her heart, her ability to be loyal. He could help her work on anything else as they navigated through learning about each other.
“My lower back and hips mostly. That’s when I knew there was a chance I could walk. The feeling of tingling first, then discomfort.”
He sat up, slowly wrapping each leg around his body, one at a time. He pressed against hers when he felt her body tremble.
“You’re safe with me. Always will be,” he whispered and kissed her against her lips, amazed at the woman hidden all this time. He wouldn’t dare question it, though, since he prayed God had saved the best for last.
“The fuck did I get here, Kee? Damn.” He chortled and lowered his head when she nudged him on his shoulder.
“Really, nigga?”
“Alright, alright. I’m saying, though. A nigga honored you chose me for this.”
His voice was low, soft like a whisper, as he slid his tongue inside of her mouth. She grunted when he latched his hand around her neck. He damn near swallowed her mouth, sloppilytonguing her down with no desire for it to end. She grunted, feeling his hardened shaft that pressed underneath her ass.
“I can’t wait any longer,” he confessed, his hands gripping her ass cheeks. “Babe?”
“It’s okay.” She barely pushed it out when he lifted her just enough, lining his dick with her center as he eased inside of her. He rolled his hips, guiding hers along the way. She hissed, her eyes watering as he stretched her walls.
“The fuck. Got damn.” He huffed when his penis was fully consumed by her entire tunnel. His eyes grew dark, murderous even. She had the fucking prize of all prizes right between her legs. Her walls contracted then relaxed as he sat in the pussy, willing himself not to release prematurely. He quickly snatched her hair back, then slid his tongue up her neck until his mouth landed on her ear.
“You done fucked up, and you don’t even know it. Wrap your arms around my neck, and hold me.”
He pecked her lips, swollen lips, as he slowly eased in and out of her pussy. To know he was the only man to have her in the way she’d gifted herself to him, fueled his need to put a name on what they were and what they were doing.
“You’re mine. You hear me?” She nodded before her head tilted back, and she moaned. “Yeah, moan for me, Kee.”
He’d practically bent her backward, bottoming the pussy out. Water splashed and covered her body. He quickly took her mouth, viciously and mercilessly fucking her as her nails dragged down his back.
“Scooter?” Her voice was shaky, matching the tremors of her walls. “I think I’m—” She didn’t think. She knew. She also knew it was the first time her body experienced such pleasure and from a man. “Baby, I’m cumming.”
“Cum and get that first shit over with.” He took one nipple into his mouth, feeding himself as he pumped and pumped withboth hands filled with her lower globes. She was petite and limber and had the best pussy, to him, on this side of heaven. It had to be when his toes curled and locked, his balls tingling.
“I want this pussy quivering out of control. This shit feels good?” he asked. She couldn’t respond as orgasmic waves ripped through her body, her walls clenching his dick.
“Oh, I feel that shit.” He kissed her forehead. “Cum, Kee. Cum on this dick.” He grunted when her pussy tightened, and her back stilled. She cried out and panted as she came completely undone.
“That’s that shit I needed from you. Now, I need you on that bed.”
