Page 47 of When Love Becomes A Need
Standing up, I held Fatima while her legs stayed wrapped around me. I made my way to my stairs, never ending our kiss. Our tongues intertwined with each other. She was grinding against me and my dick was growing harder in my shorts.
Once in my room, I dropped Fatima on my bed and started kissing on her neck. I ran my tongue down it, tasting her sweet skin. She moaned softly and grabbed my head.
Standing up, I looked down at her. Fatima sat up and started undressing herself, lustfully staring back at me.
My dick damn near exploded seeing the red lace bra and thong set she was in. It complimented her skin tone and looked good against her body.
When she was fully undressed, she walked over to me. Standing on the tip of her toes and stretching her neck, she kissed me. Her small hands slid down my chest and into my shorts and boxers. She gripped my dick tightly and jerked it, making me grunt.
Fatima pulled up and traced my lips with the tip of her tongue while never breaking eye contact with me. I held her hips, digging my fingers into her bare skin. She circled her hand around my dick securely while pulling my bottom lip into her mouth and sucking on it softly.
“I want to know what you taste like,” she said softly.
Removing her hand from my shorts, she grabbed my hand and pulled me to my bed. “Take your shorts and boxers off and sit down,” she demanded.
I wasn’t used to Fatima being dominant, but it was turning me on in the worst way. I did what she said and stared at her curiously.
Fatima dropped down to her knees and grabbed my dick. She ran her finger up the tip that was oozing with precum. I grunted again when she gave the tip a small jerk.
Bending down, she ran her tongue over it. “Mhm. Just like I thought,” she moaned.
Placing her hands on my legs, she took me in her mouth. Her head started bobbing up and down on my dick. Her tongue circled around it and she slurped it loudly.
I bit down on my bottom lip so I wouldn’t yell out. Fatima glanced up at me and excitement filled her eyes.
“Shit!” I suddenly yelled when I felt my dick hit the back of her throat. I grabbed her head and gripped her hair tightly, but that only made her moan.
I started slowly pumping into her face and she took it. She kept her eyes on me. Her hands went to my balls and she started massaging them.
Fatima started sucking harder and massaging my balls faster until I was shooting my seeds down her throat.
Fatima slowly licked up my dick and sucked the tip making sure she didn’t miss any cum.
“You taste good. You must eat right,” she giggled with a sneaky smirk on her face.
With my eyes narrowed in her direction, I grabbed my dick and started stroking it. “Go over to the dresser, open the top drawer on the right, and grab a condom.” My voice was raspy and low.
Fatima nibbled on her bottom lip and followed my directions. When she turned around, I zeroed in on her ass. She had a few stretch marks on it that were sexy as hell.
Ripping the condom wrapper with her teeth, Fatima walked over to me. I moved my hand before she slid the condom down on my dick.
She slung her legs over my thighs and climbed on top of me. Slowly, she slid down on my dick; her face twisted as she wiggled her hips to adjust to my size. Her arms went around my neck and she pulled my face to her before kissing me. Her body started moving up and down. I pulled back and glanced down with my eyebrow raised. Her pussy was gripping my dick like a glove. My hands went to her waist as she started bouncing up and down on me.
“Ahmad,” she said breathlessly.
“What’s up, baby?” I dug my fingers into her side.
“Promise me something.”
I looked up at her. Her eyes were slightly closed, while her face showed nothing but passion.
“Promise you what?” I leaned forward and took her teasing breast into my mouth. Using one of my hands, I grabbed it and sucked on it like a newborn baby.
“If you don’t want to do whatever this is, you’ll tell me and not just leave me wondering.” I glanced up at her; now her eyes were closed, her head was back, and she bounced faster.
My dick seemed to be growing harder inside her. She started moaning loudly and tightened her grip on my neck. Flicking her nipple with my tongue, I used my other hand to pinch the opposite one.
“I love when you do that,” she cried.
