Chapter 5 #4
He eagerly accepted my challenge, standing and crashing his lips into mine. Hungrily, his tongue thrust into my mouth, claiming every inch as his own. Willingly, I gave myself to him, relishing the feel of his beard as it scraped against my neck.
I gasped when his hands gripped my ass. His fingers sank in deeper as he lifted me and slammed my back against the elevator doors. I wrapped my legs around him, leveraging my weight as he moved me from the wall and gently dropped me on the bed, immediately falling between my legs.
“Take these off, Jameela,” he said, still pronouncing my name with that accent that made him sound like he was still speaking Arabic.
The thrill of his tongue made my body tingle. Impatiently, he pulled my panties to the side and buried his face in my center. I moaned into the quietness of the room as he lapped and laved the nectars flowing from my aching pussy.
“Nicholas.” I whimpered, pushing him away as he anchored my thighs to the bed with his forearms.
Heat and moisture pooled beneath me encouraging him to shove two fingers inside to finish me off.
I came hard on his fingers. My hips jerked as he refused to loosen his hold on me.
Nicholas held his position, licking me through every aftershock until the trembling ceased, and I was too spent to run away.
My touch starved body caught on fire in every place his fingers landed as he moved up, pushing my dress with him as he moved higher.
Once we were eye to eye, his lips found mine again.
The sweet musk on his tongue mingling with mine gave me a head rush.
His pants hung low on his hips from where he started removing them at some point.
Now he’d abandoned the mission to thrust his hips against my sopping wetness as I wrapped my fingers around his head to deepen our kiss.
The thickness felt delicious rubbing against my clit as we pawed at each other like animals. He broke out of the kiss long enough to open a drawer and remove a condom from it.
My eyes bulged when he pushed his briefs down. I was hoping that he didn’t catch it, but the low chuckle that came from him told me that he did.
Seconds felt like minutes as he opened the wrapper and rolled the condom down over his length. Once he was sheathed, he backed up and lay on his back.
“Come sit on this dick, Jameela.”
Following his command, I moved over and wrapped my hand around him as I straddled him. Slowly, I sank down onto his length, holding my breath as I lowered myself. The stretch was just enough to make me release that breath.
The fullness was intimidating, but I promised that I would let go tonight.
Nicholas’s brows were knitted together tightly as he stared up at me.
His hands found their way to my hips as I started to move.
I took my time, rolling my hips and creating a steady rhythm.
Nicholas’s head pressed into the pillow as I picked up the pace.
Planting my hands on his chest, I shifted my weight to my hands as I rose to the top of his shaft and slammed back down, letting my ass slap against his thighs with a smack.
I put my at home workouts to the test, when I pushed up on my feet and balanced my hands behind me on his thighs as I continued to bounce and twerk on him.
Nicholas looked tortured as he thrust up to meet me each time.
My hips moved fast and greedy, enjoying the feeling of his dick massaging me from the inside.
It was almost too much, but I refused to stop.
The flashes of pleasure and pain made my head swim.
As I felt my orgasm building, I rocked against him faster.
Shamelessly, I chased the burning heat steadily building in my core.
Nicholas’s grip on my hips held me in place as his breathing became quick and shallow. The sounds of my moans and his heavy breathing filled the room as the euphoria washed over me. My moans morphed into broken, little cries as I collapsed on his chest.
Nicholas’s breathing was ragged as he buried his face in my neck and finally released. He didn’t say anything as he backed up out of the bed and went to the bathroom. I heard the toilet flush before the water came on.
Seconds later, he came back using a warm rag to clean me up. Once he was satisfied, he dried me off with a towel. After discarding them both, he returned to bed, kissing my shoulder as he slid in next to me.
I was spent as Nicholas helped me to roll over on my stomach. I got comfortable as he placed kisses on my bruised hip. I lay on the pillow, enjoying the feeling of him massaging my back.
Carefully, he kissed his way up my spine until he reached the nape of my neck.
Using one of his knees, he spread my thighs, gripping my ass in his hands as he got in position behind me.
He rested his cheek against mine as he plunged back into me, making me cry out from the invasion.
Noting the tenderness, he took his time letting me adjust to him before picking up the pace and fucking me through my screams.
Suddenly, he snatched out, releasing spurts of heat on my ass. Again, he moved out of bed and returned shortly after to clean me up. He wiped me down and left the room again. This time he didn’t return.
I sat up and pulled the throw on the bed over my body. I quickly spotted him standing outside on the balcony, naked, smoking. I wrapped the covers around me as I walked out to join him. His eyes were locked on me as he leaned against the railing of the balcony.
“Get dressed, Jameela,” he ordered.
I was taken aback by the harshness of his tone. He didn’t have to tell me twice, but I wasn’t about to let him and anyone else talk to me crazy. Fuck him and that fancy suite.
“What the hell?” I asked anyway.
That was exactly what I was thinking too. What the hell had I gotten myself into?
“You heard me. Get dressed so I can take you home to pack your stuff. You gotta come live with me,” he reiterated, taking a pull of the joint in his hand.
“Um, . . . I’m not sure how to respond to that.”
“You don’t need to respond. You need to get dressed so I can take you home. You out here just giving that pussy away and driving people crazy. That’s irresponsible, habibti. I have to protect you from yourself.”
I found myself laughing although he looked dead serious. “What?”
“And you knew it too. You know how good that shit is, and you gave it to me anyway. You knew what it would do to me. What if I was a psychopath? You been questioning me every step of the way like you don’t trust my motives, then you came in here and put that pussy on me like you didn’t give a damn about the repercussions. You see how irresponsible that is?”
“Um, . . . you’re welcome.”
“You’re welcome my ass, Jameela. I’m losing my mind right now.
Then you’re out here just giving it away like it’s nothing.
I’m all about free will and all that good stuff, but that’s a weapon, habibti.
I need you to make sure you don’t do some other unsuspecting fool like this.
You can’t ever let another man feel that shit.
He’ll go crazy, and then I’ll go crazy. I know neither of us want that. ”
“Wow.” I laughed because what else could I do.
“Do I have to worry about your daughter’s dad thinking you still belong to him? I have no issue with letting him know he’s mistaken. You’re mine now.”
“Trust me, he’s not foolish enough to think that. The only thing he provides for either of us is monthly child support.”
“Oh well, you can cancel that. We don’t need his help anymore.”
“Humph, yeah right.”
“I’m being serious. If he doesn’t want to be present in Bella’s life, then we don’t need him.
We’re not begging him to be in her life.
I’m capable of taking care of you both, and I plan to make sure neither of you ever have to want for anything again in life.
Not only financially, but that includes time, love, and attention. ”
“All of that really sounds good.”
“I’m not worried about how it sounds, habibti. I can show you better than I can tell you.”
I nodded instead of trying to protest what he had to say. What man didn’t promise to give a woman the world within the first two weeks of meeting her?
“I hear you.”
Nicholas’s expression was unreadable as he put the joint in his hand to his lips and inhaled. He dropped his head back and looked up at the sky for a beat before releasing the smoke. I took that as a chance to let my eyes rake over his body.
He was a magnificent sight, with strong cords of muscles hidden underneath silky dark chocolate.
The heaviness of his dick was apparent with his every move.
Nicholas was even more appetizing when he was naked.
Standing there watching him made me feel like I was the one who was actually high.
After blowing the smoke into the air, he turned his attention back to me.
“I have a prescription for this,” he said, chuckling as he put out what he was smoking.
“That’s not what I was going to say. I was thinking I’m pretty sure all of these rooms are nonsmoking.”
He scoffed. “They’re used to me by now.”
“Be that as it may, I would hate for you to have to pay a fine.”
“You’re right. I just had to get my head together right quick.”
“Are you good? I can leave.”
“You’re not going anywhere, Jameela. I’m out here trying to talk myself into letting you leave my sight long enough to go home and get your daughter.”
“What are you talking about, crazy?” I laughed in spite of the threat of kidnap.
“Habibti, I have never in my life been fucked speechless. I was so stuck, I couldn’t even say shit.” He laughed.
“Chile, I really thought you were about to say something.”
“I’m the last man that will ever know what it feels like to be inside you. That’s saying a lot.”