Ava Gray #3
Sitting up, his golds were on full display as he smiled at me. His beard was drenched with my love, and the way it glistened turned me on even more. As I caught my breath, he removed his clothes while his eyes stayed glued to mine.
“I think I just found my favorite snack.” He leaned down to kiss me. “You see how good you taste? That’s all you,” he spoke into my lips.
I invited his tongue into my mouth as I hungrily sucked my essence off it.
The bulge I felt pressed against my leg made me pull back so I could get a good look.
I used to always hear that just like Asians, white dudes lacked in the genital area.
Shit, the women complaining about size must’ve never come across a white boy like the one towering over me.
Ethan packed a missile, and it was beautiful, to be honest. It didn’t look the same as the white boys I’d seen in porn.
His had a slight tint to it, so it wasn’t technically pink meat.
He was a decent size, lengthwise and thick.
Not trying to compare, but he definitely had Rob beat.
“You like what you see?”
Slowly, my eyes moved back up to meet him, and I nodded. A slight scowl appeared on his face and I remembered where I went wrong.
“Yes, sir,” I whispered.
He used a key to unlock one of the cuffs then climbed on top of me.
“Grab it and put me in,” he demanded.
I wrapped my hand around his thickness and led the way to my opening. Again, our lips locked, but that didn’t distract me enough from the impact I felt once he entered me.
“Fuckkk,” he groaned in a whisper.
My legs locked around his waist while his hands rested underneath my head.
His fingers tangled in my hair as he thrusted slowly but deeply inside me.
My juices flowed like a river, and the sounds that came from between my legs had me in awe.
Loud splish splash noises filled the air and mixed in with our moans.
“You ever had dick like this before?” he spoke against my ear.
“Nooo,” I breathed out.
Shit, I wasn’t lying about that. We weren’t even five minutes in, and I had to admit, he was giving me the best sex I’d ever experienced. The way he moved his hips in circular motion, that curve of his knocked on my G-spot, causing me to shiver.
“Amore, did you just cum without my permission?”
“Yesss…sir.” I moaned out as I felt myself squirt.
“Why you do that? Did you hear me give that command?”
He tossed both of my legs over his shoulders before leaning down against my chest. My ankles were literally resting above my head. The weight of his body, plus the deep thrust had my eyes rolling back like The Undertaker.
“You feel soooo good.” I cried.
This man was digging all in my guts, and I couldn’t do anything about it. He had me pinned down, while deep stroking my kitty kat into submission.
“You hear this pussy screaming at me, Amore? Shit loud as hell…she keeps saying ‘be mine’.”
I was able to smile at that because I knew exactly where he was headed.
The crazy part was me being ready to verbally tell this man my pussy belonged to him.
He wasn’t lying. Miss Kitty was definitely bowing down to the dick.
I hadn’t even realized both of my wrist were actually set free.
Not until he lifted me and slid out of bed while still deep inside me.
Standing, he placed my legs back over his shoulders then locked his strong arms around me.
He dipped in and out, still doing that circular motion and driving me insane.
As he pumped, he placed kisses all over my face before sucking on my neck, which I was sure would leave marks.
The moment I felt my toes begin to cramp up, I knew I was getting ready to cum…
hard. It’s like he knew my body already because he picked up the pace. Then suddenly, he stopped.
“I want you on your stomach.” He placed me back down.
I did exactly what he asked me to do. I felt his weight on top of me, and sucked in a deep breath as soon as he re-entered.
His strokes were slow but deep. After a few seconds, his arm wrapped around my neck, and his free hand grabbed a hold to my right titty.
Although it was our first time, it literally felt like he was making love to me.
His strokes were so good, and so deep, I tried to get away from him.
He was trying to get me caught up, and that was something I couldn’t allow to happen.
“Where you goin? Don’t run from me.” He removed his hand from my breast to my waist to hold me in place.
When he bit my neck, I damn near lost it.
“Damn, I fit in this pussy so perfectly,” he whispered in my ear. “Thank you for making me feel at home.”
When those words fell from his mouth, I wanted to melt. My body shook underneath his as I felt an instant rush.
“Ethan…” I reached to hold the back of his neck.
He fucked me so good, I started to cry. He used his knee to nudge my leg, making me spread them wider.
“Why you cryin, Amore?” He kissed my tears as he held my face.
“You feel so fuckin good.” I whined.
“Um huh, you feel good as fuck too. This the type of shit you deserve, Amore. Tell me you deserve this good dick. I wanna hear you say it.”
At first, I couldn’t form the words to come out of my mouth. He was deep in my stomach, taking my breath away.
“Say it.” He growled in my ear.
“I…I deserve it.” I cried out.
“Fuck! I’m about to nut. When I tell you to cum, you better drown my shit.”
His voice held so much authority as I felt him reach underneath me to massage my clit.
“Go ahead and give it to me.”
Wheww! I ain’t never had no shit like that happen to me before. On command I let my juices flow.
“Yea, there you go, let that shit out.” He added more pressure.
“Mhm huh, I need you to cum again, Amore. Share this nut with me.” He groaned.
We shared the most intimate kiss as we reached our climax together.
I came so hard that I could literally hear my juices splash out of me.
Our breathing was erratic as he fell over to the side still clinging on to me.
A bitch felt like Spongebob, trapped in Sandy’s dome without water.
He literally drained the fuck outta me. I couldn’t move, I laid still enjoying the feel of his hands rubbing up and down my back.
It soothed me, and I wanted to go straight to La La Land.
Ding! Dong!
“What the fuck?”
My PTSD caused me to jump up, my nerves instantly rattled. We both got out of bed and started to get dressed.
Ding! Dong!
“You good?” he asked before going to answer the door.
“Yes.” I nodded.
Gun in hand, he disappeared out of the room. I threw myself back onto the bed, lying with my feet kicked up in the air behind me. In a world of bliss, I couldn’t believe what had taken place.
“Why the fuck you ringing my doorbell like you crazy?” I heard Ethan say.
The sound of another male's voice could be heard as they began to clown on each other.
“Nigga, where the fuck yo shirt at?”
I laughed at that.
“Amore!” Ethan called for me.
I liked that little nickname. It made me feel all tingly inside. As I came into view, Ethan stood with his boy, Duke, and unexpectedly, Ace.
“Ava?” My brother’s face scrunched up.
“Yall know each other?” Ethan looked my brother up and down.
The glare he gave Ace was territorial.
“Hell yeah, we know each other, nigga. That’s my fuckin’ sister. My twin to be exact.”
Ethan turned to look at me then back at Ace.
“Your twin?”
“Yeah, meaning we came outta my momma’s pussy at the same time.” Ace talked shit.
“I know what the fuck a twin is. You never said you had a sister, let alone a twin.” Ethan squinted.
“You know the type of life I live, nigga. I don’t speak on my family so they can’t be used as collateral if some shit was to go down. I don’t play about my sisters. And what the fuck you doing over here anyway? I thought you had to work.”
“I let her have the day off.” Ethan spoke before I could.
“The fuck you mean? You told me you got a job working behind a desk. How the fuck you work for this nigga?” Ace looked at me.
Next thing I knew, he had this look on his face as if realization slapped him.
“This the bitch from your company you been fuckin on that’s got you distracted?”
“Bitch? Ace, don't play with me.”
“I’m not calling you a bitch. This nigga know what the fuck I mean.” He waved me off. “But back to you,” He pointed at Ethan. “Nigga, you fuckin my sister?”
“Ace, that's none of your damn business. Stay in your lane and worry about the hoes you’re out slinging dick to.” I rolled my eyes.
Duke and Ethan burst into laughter while Ace grilled me. I could read his mind, and I knew we were bound to have a private conversation about this situation. I took a seat on the couch, and Ethan plopped down close beside me. The insides of my thighs began to tingle.
“What y'all want, man? We chillin’, and y’all over here cuttin’ into our time.”
“Yeah, y’all fuckin.” Ace nodded. “Wait til I tell momma. I’m definitely leakin’ this shit.”
“Damn, bruh. I didn’t take you to be a snitch.” Ethan wrapped his arm around me.
He knew he was getting underneath my brother’s skin, and he was enjoying it.
“When it comes to that one, I don’t give a damn what you call it.”
“Aye, all bullshit aside, we need to rap with you about some shit real quick, then we outta here.” Duke interjected.
“Go handle your business.” I said with a smile.
“Go handle your business,” Ace mocked me, and I flipped him off. “I don’t know how I feel about this shit right here.” Ace spoke honestly.
“Who said your feelings matter?” Ethan questioned.
“I’ma step outside. I’ll be back in a minute.” He kissed my cheek, making me blush.
The trio disappeared out of the room, and I assumed they went out to the back yard. Either way, I needed them to hurry up and discuss whatever they came to talk about. I could feel my patience running thin because I needed to be dicked down at least one more time before I left this man’s house.