Chapter 21 #2
With his breathing choppy, he gazed down at her as her tongue slowly circled her mouth, licking up all the nut she could reach.
Next to the bucket of ice was a set of towels.
Kross grabbed one and helped her with cleaning off the rest of his nut that landed underneath her chin and on her chest. She stood up, still in her heels, and Kross didn’t waste any time slipping her out the rest of her dress.
His eyes flashed with hunger as she stood in nothing but her expensive heels.
She had a body that would’ve had any nigga hooked.
With her fat ass, juicy titties as soft as powder, and the sexy colorful tattoo of flowers that wrapped around her thigh, to her side, then up her spine, she was nothing but pressure.
Just by looking at her, his dick bricked up again and let Remedy know that he was amped with stamina.
They ended up on the balcony, the cool Miami breeze gracing their skin as the sound of the waves crashing against the shore of the beach nestled within their ears.
He had her bent over against the railing of the balcony with one leg hiked up and extended along it.
He slid his bulbous tip against the slits of her pussy, causing a purr to escape her.
“Once I’m in it, Remedy, it’s mine. Don’t no other nigga get to have this pussy. You hear me?” he growled while teasing her.
“Y-yes,” she whimpered as anticipation and heat ate at her.
Hearing her agree gave Kross the green light to slide right in.
Her tightness gripped around his dick snugly as he eased himself deeper and deeper.
His chest filled with air as he basked in her wetness and tightness.
He hated himself for finding out so late that Remedy had been walking around with this much pressure between her legs.
They would’ve never had a rocky start if he got the chance to feel her pussy around his dick sooner.
“Damn, Rem. This pussy hittin’,” he praised her, evoking a loud moan to stretch out of her.
“I told you,” she talked back, recalling the conversation they had through text. While he talked big shit about how good his dick was, Remedy made sure to let him know how intoxicating her pussy was. They were now both impressed.
He roughly thrusted inside her, causing her ass to bounce to the rhythm of his strokes.
Tears clogged her eyes as she gazed at the beautiful view of the beach.
He was fucking her so good and reaching spots she didn’t know even existed.
She quickly understood why he was selective with the pussy he slid into because the man was blessed!
He had her in pure bliss, calling out his name.
“Fuck, Kross! P-please,” she begged while reaching behind her in an attempt to get him to ease up on her.
“Nah, shawty. Fuck that.” He shook his head as he wrapped her blonde tresses around his hand. “Take this dick, Remedy. This what you wanted.”
With that, he sent her mind into an orbit as he filled her up with dick and pounded into her. Their skin slapping together meshed with the sounds of the ocean. Desperate for some sort of leverage, Remedy gripped the railing of the balcony so tight that her palms turned paper white.
“Shit, I’m about to cum!” she cried out while he tugged on her hair.
Still working his hips into her, Kross craned down and fluttered kisses down Remedy’s spine along her tattoo.
At that moment, she felt as if her soul had parted from her body and drifted up into heaven.
Tears streamed down her face as her mouth hung agape.
After watching her finger fuck herself in her office, Kross remembered how much attention she gave to her clit when she was close, so he did the same.
He never stopped stroking while rubbing her clit, intensifying the orgasm that was ripping through her body.
“Good fucking girl, Remedy. Let that shit out. You fucking deserve it, love,” he grunted in satisfaction as she leaked all over his dick.
He eased out of her, marveling at the juices and cum she left behind on his dick.
Her body felt weak and shaky as he helped her lower her leg from the railing of the balcony.
He didn’t get his this round, but he for sure was going to get his the next round.
Without any warning, he lifted her off the floor without breaking a sweat and carried her inside.
They took it from the balcony to the king-sized bed in the main room.
He roughly tossed her on the bed, causing her hair to sprawl all over.
As he hovered over her, his thick and cold chains graced her skin.
It was different fucking with a boss, and Remedy didn’t think she would ever want anything or anyone else after Kross.
She reached over and grabbed his phone from where it was sitting on the nightstand.
As he peppered light kisses from her neck down to her chest, she swiped the screen to the camera before propping the phone up against the lamp.
Kross lifted his head right when she hit record.
“What you on, shawty?” He screwed his face up before he attempted to turn the phone off.
Remedy stopped him and grabbed his hand. “Leave it on so you can watch later,” she explained, turning him onto a different type of freak shit.
The look in her eyes was convincing enough for him to leave it on.
For the rest of the night that led to the wee hours of the morning, Kross dropped dick inside of her.
Video after video was made, capturing them going round for round.
They fucked the shit out of each other before they finally tapped out and laid next to each other.
“How the fuck you end up wearing my chain?” Kross laughed as he caressed her face. She had his Paper Chase branded chain around her neck. The chain was heavy as fuck, but she had one hell of ride on his dick while wearing it.
“I don’t know,” she shrugged with a laugh of her own. “I’m sure we have the videos that can show us how I did.”
“Your freaky ass got a nigga in 4K. You wild for that.”
“You’ll thank me later,” she said with a smirk, knowing the videos would come in handy eventually.
“I peeled your muffin cap back. My fault.” He pointed to her frontal that was now lifting off her forehead in some places.
Laughter erupted out of Remedy once more as she tried her best to push her lace back down, but it was no use. Kross spent the night pulling at it, and she did her part too by sweating out all of her curls.
“You’re paying for me to get my hair redone.”
“That ain’t nothing,” he said and shrugged his broad shoulders.
Content in the moment with him, she felt the need to capture it. With his phone again, she snapped multiple selfies of herself. She rested her head against his chest with his chain on and her titties on full display for the camera. Kross chuckled as he reached around her and covered her titties.
“See, now you’re tripping. Cover the fuck up.”
Remedy waved him off while trying to move his arm, but he didn’t budge. “These pictures only for you anyways.”
“I see your sexy ass in real life. I don’t need all them pictures.”
Putting the phone down, she turned her head to look at him.
He made her stomach do somersaults and her heart skip beats.
She felt like a little girl with a crush the more time she spent with him.
He was everything she could have ever imagined.
She pressed her lips against his, and they came together for a slow and passionate kiss.
“Let me extend the stay for another night,” he told her. Kross was enjoying the time they were having with each other, but also, he knew as soon as they parted ways, he would have to face the reality of Aniyis’ paternity weighing down on him.
Remedy poked out her plump bottom lip as she shook her head. “I gotta go open up the shop in a few hours.”
“Damn. I forgot about that. C’mon. Let’s get some sleep before we head back.”
Remedy laid in his arms and finally got a peaceful night of sleep. She was never coming off this nigga, and Tone wasn’t about to fuck this up for her.