Charisma #4
He had barely spoken a word, but his gasps, grunts and squeezes were saying more than enough. Each kiss he delivered was passion-filled. Every stroke a testament that he wasn’t playing about ensuring I received the best of him. It left me speechless and unable to catch my breath.
“Oh…fuck!”
“Gotdamn, Charmy, I knew it would be you.”
His pace sped up, becoming more deliberate but never losing his rhythm as he made me cum again. I had no idea how many times this was but I had too many and also needed him to never stop.
“You feel so perfect, Bucky.”
“It’s all you, baby. I saw how worried you looked about taking me but look at you now. Opening up and making room so I feel at home. Making sure to show my dick your gratitude for stopping by. We ain’t ever going to leave, Fairy.”
Nate braced a hand next to my head and dug deeper into me keeping his hips tightly against mine. It’s like his dick had sprouted fingers because I felt him everywhere at once. My body seized as he felt bigger and I felt the start of his release.
“Fuck!”
One word that had this man coming apart inside of me exacerbated my orgasm and had me feeling like the baddest bitch in the world.
He pumped his hips like he was on a mission to fill me up like an oatmeal cream pie.
Nate shuttered before he bent over and kissed me passionately and eased out of my body.
“Fuck. I’m sorry, Charmy.”
I couldn’t even lift my head to look at his face despite how much I wanted to. His apology had taken me from the throes of passion that I’d existed in for the last hour to having to cut my brain back on. And it pissed me off.
“What are you sorry for?”
His head was still bent so all I could see was his hair that had his face veered. “I normally have a better performance than that.”
“Better than that? What are you out here trying to do with your dick? Kill bitches?”
He huffed but he didn’t laugh completely which meant he was really feeling some kinda way. “No. But you…I wanted everything to be perfect.”
“Listen, I know with your profession that you need to last at least eight seconds but I can guarantee you that your performance on the rodeo and here leave nothing to be desired. At all. I’m actually pissed you’re making me form coherent sentences right now.”
He sighed and lifted his head looking forlorn. “See. If I had been on my job you wouldn’t have been able to.”
“Nate, my life is not perfect but I’m enjoying living it. Especially after what just happened between us. Please don’t kill me.” I glanced pointedly down to his dick which finally brought a smile to his face.
“I can’t guarantee that, baby. The whole point is to make you brain dead.
Leave you craving me. I should’ve known that you would have some lethal fucking pussy since you’re walking around looking like one of the flower children.
All sugar and spice and shit. I should’ve known you were going to have something magical you were holding.
That’s why you had to keep it locked away dealing with that fuck nigga. ”
My eyes rolled because his talking shit after he had just been self-deprecating I couldn’t understand. “That is the last thing I want to think about right now.”
“You right. Let me get a towel for you.”
He was being sweet and when he rolled over, his back flexing every single muscle visible like an anatomy model I squeezed my thighs together as my walls clenched. It was crazy that I was already missing him when he’d just left but I felt like I needed him to climb back between my legs.
Already a fiend.
I might have been covering for my friend but that didn’t mean I’d been celibate since college.
I’d had a couple of guys to go to for relief since they didn’t want anything serious either.
I’d almost expected this thing with Nate to be like that, but I was happy he wanted more.
It scared me since I knew what was riding on this, but I wasn’t going to deny what I was feeling and that I wanted to see how far this could go.
With the way Yzzy was talking, she made it seem like he would never want to let me go.
And would we have an issue with that?
Nate’s calloused hand spreading my thighs brought me out of my thoughts as he pressed a warm towel to my lips. I hissed at the sensation causing him to look almost remorseful.
“You good?”
“Yeah I’ll be okay. You take a break from doing something for a minute and it takes a while for you to get your land legs back.”
“Just say I put a hurting on that pretty pussy, Charmy. You don’t have to beat around the bush. I saw how much you enjoyed what we did on my dick. But you’re right, we probably should’ve eased into this.”
“Are you trying to act as though you’re not going to give up the dick? Because that’s a non negotiable.”
He shook his head and I noticed that his braids had come even more loose from our tryst. “Not saying that. I’m thinking about you silly ass girl.”
I patted my towel covered pussy and grinned. “Well, we had a discussion and we’ve decided we’re going to keep you.”
“You sound like Peter Pan when he’s talking about Wendy.”
“Nah, you said you felt at home, right? I’m a fairy and all that. Put some respect on my girl and call her Never Never Land. You better never get tired of being here.”