Page 44 of Sweetest Temptation
“My intention wasn’t to fuck you when I agreed to watch a movie with you. I can’t lie and say I don’t want to feel you again, Nova baby.” I pecked her lips between each few words. When I kissed her the last time, she grabbed the back of my head, captured my bottom lip, and sucked on it so fucking softly. I took that as a sign that sex was a go.
I lay her back on the couch and climbed between her legs. She didn’t pull away this time, only looking up at me with those wide, searching eyes. My hand slid down her stomach and brushed the edge of her shorts. Lingering there, I felt the tremor that ran through her body before they made their way inside. She was hot, her lower lips wet with her essence.
“Samir…” she whispered my name as I ran my middle finger between her folds. I brushed my thumb along her clit, while teasing her hole.
“Damn, Zanova. You are so wet. Can I taste you, baby? I promise I won’t penetrate you,” I uttered in her ear and began gently biting on her neck.
She hissed when I slipped a finger inside her. “Yess!”
Her chest rose and fell, each exhale softer than the last. I could feel her pulse racing beneath my fingertips, her body warm and alive beneath mine. The air between us was heavy with something neither of us could identify. I kissed her again, slower this time, like I was savoring her taste. Her hands moved up my back, fingers curling into my shirt as if she was afraid I’d disappear. Every soft sound she made pulled me in deeper.
Breaking our kiss, I sat up to remove her shorts, then her panties. My eyes took in her beautiful body until they reached her middle. Her pussy was bald, and just as beautiful as she was. I gave her eye contact, asking for permission to continue, and she nodded, biting her bottom lip as she gawked at me.
Spreading her legs open, I lowered myself between her thighs, my mouth watering like a motherfucker from her scent alone. I didn’t hesitate to run my tongue down her slit before taking her clit into my mouth. She moaned as I sucked, then circled my tongue around her hole, her juices wetting up my beard. Zanova was leaking something serious, and I didn’t want any of it to get away.
“Use your hand. Spread it open for me, baby.”
She did as I asked, using both hands to spread her pussy lips open. I leaned in, capturing her clit, then slurping. I continued to do that as I eased my middle finger inside her tight hole. Her clit started to swell in my mouth, as “Face Down” by VEDO played on the TV.
“Oh God! Samir, don’t stop, baby. Keep going, just like that,” she cried out as I licked and sucked on her pussy.
She tasted so good, and already, I was addicted all over again. Her muscles clenched around my fingers as she moaned and cursed under her breath. The more I went in on her box, the wetter and louder she got. I could feel her legs trembling against my ears, as her juices poured out of her like a leaky faucet. I knew she was about to come.
“Uhh! Shit!” she yelled before she grabbed the back of my head and pushed my face deeper into her pussy.
A few seconds later, she screamed and began squirting onto my face and shirt. She bucked her hips, riding out the wave. Her moans echoed throughout the room as spurts of her juices shot out of her and into my mouth.
“Shit!” I groaned.
When I sat up, I looked down at her with her juices leaking from my beard. Her eyes were closed tightly as her chest rose and fell at a rapid rate.
“Damn, Nova baby. That shit was beautiful. You okay?”
“No. I… That was… intense. I don’t remember ever coming that hard before from head. It feels like my body is floating. What did you do to me? I can’t stop shaking, Samir.” She was groaning like she was still coming and in pain.
“Well, get ready to go to the moon, because I ain’t done with you yet.”
I picked up her limp body and bent her over the couch with her knees into the cushion.
“Samir, wait! I don’t think I can come again.” She tried to get up, but I held her in place. I pushed my palm on her back, giving me the perfect arch.
“Yes, you can, baby. I told you… You fuckin’ with a real nigga. Now keep that arch for me, love.”
I got on my knees behind her to get a better angle. I spread her ass cheeks apart and began twirling my tongue around her asshole, before moving down to her swollen bud. She tried to run from me, but I locked my arms around her thighs to hold her in place and went back to her asshole.
“Oohh! Oh God! Oh God!” She reached her hand back to try and push me away. I slapped it away and slipped my thumb into her asshole while flicking my tongue up and down her pussy like a madman.
“Nah, don’t run. Bring that pussy back to me. Stop playing with me and feed me this good shit.”
I brought my hand down hard on her left ass cheek. She yelped and moaned, pushing her ass in my face. I moved my head back a little, spit on her pussy, and went back in, gently sucking her clit while continuing to work her asshole. Her body began to shake, and once again, she screamed out my name as her dam broke, wetting up my beard, shirt, and the couch.
I sat up, chest heaving, trying to get a grip on myself. My dick was hard as a fucking brick seeing her come undone twice now. I gripped myself through my pants to ease some of the pain as I watched her fall back and lie limp on the couch.
I stood and went to her bathroom to get cleaned up. By the time I came back out, Zanova was asleep, the TV still flickering in the background as some song by Coco Jones played. I grabbed a throw blanket from the armchair and draped it over her, tucking a stray braid behind her ear before kissing her forehead and heading for the door.
For a second, I just stood there, watching her sleep. Something about her softness tugged at something deep within me. I turned off the lights and slipped out, leaving her to rest while my mind and my dick were doing the opposite.
Two Days Later
