Page 56 of When Love Becomes A Need
I pulled on Fatima’s hand. She looked at Isabella, and Isabella nodded to her to give her the okay to leave.
When we got into my room, I shut the door and pushed Fatima against the door, after setting the food she brought me down.
“Thanks for bringing me food.”
“I know you always forget to eat when you guys are busy.” I started kissing her neck and gripped her hip securely.
She moaned softly in my hair. “I didn’t come here for this,” she giggled.
“It’s been a while though.” I bit down on her neck.
There was a knock on the door that caused Fatima to jump. “Tima, I’m going to get something to eat with Neal.”
“Okay, I’ll just catch a ride with Ahmad,” she called back out as I continued to kiss her neck.
I gripped the bottom of her shirt and lifted it over her head and tossed it to the side.
“Let me properly thank you,” I said, stepping back and undoing my jeans.
CHAPTER 17
Fatima
“You gone let me ink you up?” Ahmad was behind me kissing on my shoulder. Both of our shirts were off, and I was sitting on his tattoo chair between his legs in my bra and panties.
“When?”
“Right now,” he said, kissing my shoulder this time.
“Right now? I smell like sex,” I laughed.
“And that shit smells good.” He bit down on my shoulder and I closed my eyes.
“What are you going to tattoo?”
“Let me surprise you.”
I glanced over my shoulder at him. “You not going to try and put your name on me, are you?” I was joking but serious at the same time.
“Nah, I wouldn’t do that unless you want me to,” he smirked.
Playfully I rolled my eyes. “No, I don’t.”
“But nah, I got you.” He kissed my shoulder again before shifting his body so he could stand up.
“Let me wipe this chair off then we can get started.” I nodded and stood up.
I watched Ahmad get the stuff to clean the chair, making it shine. My pussy jumped thinking of the beating he had just put on it. Everytime I had sex with Ahmad, I felt like I was on a high I didn’t want to come down from. I licked my lips and moved my eyes down to his waist.
He had put his pants back on, but that didn’t stop my thoughts of wanting him between my legs again.
“You over there looking like you trying to get fucked again.” Ahmad laughed, breaking me out of my thoughts.
“Maybe I am.”
“Trust me, I got you tonight.” He winked, causing me to blush.
I walked over to where he was, and he instructed me to lay on my stomach. I closed my eyes. Ahmad was moving around above me. I jumped when I felt something cold touch my skin.
