Chapter 14
peace graham
. . .
“You do know this is my place, right?”
“What does that have to do with anything?” Dreaux shrugged as he sauntered over with his shirt off. I expected him to be gone when I got up this morning, but instead I heard him in the bathroom, taking a shower.
I lost my train of thought as I admired his body. The way he sauntered into the kitchen, there was no doubt he was carrying something heavy. There was something about a man with bowlegs that made me bite my lip.
“You see something you like?” The arrogant smirk on his face snapped me back to reality.
“Not at all. If you’ve seen one slut you’ve seen them all,” I shot back.
“Yo, you’re funny as hell. Your nipples are telling on you, though.”
I glanced down and sure enough, my nipples were sticking out like two missiles.
“It’s cold in here.”
“Yeah, right. Whatever your cooking smells good as hell. For some reason, I assumed you couldn’t cook.”
My jaw fell open at how blunt he was. I wasn’t sure whether to be offended or proud that I proved him wrong.
“I’ve been cooking since I was a young girl. My momma said a woman ain’t worth a damn if she can’t feed herself and her family. She wasn’t the best cook, but she made sure we never missed a meal.”
“Wise woman.”
“Yeah, she was. It’s a little late for you, isn’t it?
I wasn’t expecting to see you when I got up.
I figured you would be in a hurry to get back to your guest from last night.
” It might have been petty, but I was still annoyed that he answered the phone while he was entertaining someone.
I could hear her moaning and slurping through the phone.
“I got up to check on Promise and then sent out a few work emails. I’m in the process of renovating another complex, set to open next year,” he explained, purposely avoiding the other part of my comment.
“Oh, well, I’m sure you need to get going, don’t you?
If I were your girlfriend, I would be upset about you spending the night at another woman’s house.
” Once again, I put out the bait because I wanted him to explain who he was with.
I had no right to be upset because we weren’t together, but he never mentioned there was a woman in his life.
“If you have a question, you can ask me directly. I don’t have a girlfriend, though. Dating isn’t my thing.”
His admission stung a little, but I kept a straight face.
“I guess I was right about you being a slut,” I spat, folding my arms across my chest.
“Is that what you think?”
“You just admitted it. If you don’t believe in dating, then you’re fucking without any kind of commitment.”
The intensity of Dreaux’s stare caused me to squirm. It was almost as if he was undressing me with his eyes. My body grew hot without him having to say anything.
“I said dating wasn’t my thing. It doesn’t mean I fuck every bitch I see. I’m stingy with this dick.”
“Somehow, I don’t believe you at all.”
“Are you jealous? Are you upset because you want this dick to yourself? If so, all you have to do is say the word. I think we can work something out.”
“Absolutely not. I don’t have time to be fighting over dick that doesn’t belong to me. Besides, it’s probably small, and I can’t afford anymore disappointment in my life.”
“Damn, it’s like that? You don’t want me to stretch your pussy out, Peace?”
“N-No, I don’t. I doubt you could make me cum, and I don’t want to hurt your feelings.”
Dreaux chuckled, seeing right through my bullshit.
I held my breath as he walked closer to me.
My breath hitched when he pressed his body against mine while my hands rested on the countertop behind me.
His natural scent mixed with the soap he used infiltrated my nostrils, causing me to lose my train of thought.
Dreaux’s eyes were locked on mine as his hand lifted the oversized t-shirt I was wearing. He squeezed my thigh, then moved his hand towards my center. I tried to keep a straight face, but it all fell apart when his digits rubbed across my bud. I gasped as he stroked it with his thumb.
“You don’t think I can make you cum, lil’ mama? Huh?”
I jumped when he inserted two of his fingers inside of me. His eyes were still locked on mine as he stroked me in slow motion. My eyes shut and my head tilted back as pleasure encompassed me.
“Open your eyes. I want your eyes on me while I make you cum,” Dreaux commanded.
He gripped my neck with his free hand, bringing my face close to him.
His tongue slipped inside my mouth, and I moaned.
We kissed with so much passion, I almost forgot where we were.
His fingers were driving me crazy while his grip on my throat almost sent me over the edge.
I wanted him. No, I needed him inside of me, and I didn’t care where we were.
“I keep telling myself I need to stay away from your pretty ass, but it’s not as easy as I thought,” he whispered against my lips.
In the same moment, he sped up his strokes.
I whimpered, feeling my body tense up. Outside of a few late-night sessions with my toy, it had been years since I had an orgasm from someone else.
“Your pussy is squeezin’ my fingers. Let me have it?”
“Ahh.” My hands gripped his arms as I came all over his fingers. The experience was damn near earth-shattering, and I didn’t want it to end.
“You see how easy that was? You can act like you don’t want me, but I can see right through you.” His lips reconnected with mine, and I could feel butterflies in my belly. Instead of fighting against him, I decided to let go. Our tongues tangled with one another as we both wrestled for control.
Dreaux lifted me onto the countertop, and I jumped when my ass made contact because it was so cold. I rested on my elbows, waiting to see what his next move would be. I got the surprise of my life when he pushed my legs back and buried his face in my center.
“Mmm.”
My legs were perched onto his shoulders as he licked me from my clit down to my asshole.
I leaped in surprise, but Dreaux paid me no attention.
His fingers dug into my thighs. The sound of him smacking and groaning while he ate my pussy sent shudders down my spine.
At one point, I questioned whether I was dreaming, but it felt so good that I didn’t care.
When his tongue circled across my clit, I tried to pull away, but Dreaux yanked my body back where I was.
“What you running for? I thought you said I couldn’t make you cum. Tell me that shit again, lil’ mama.”
His beard was covered in my juice as he sported an arrogant grin on his face.
“You got lucky. It’s been a while.” I don’t know who I was trying to fool, but I couldn’t let him think he was winning.
Instead of responding, he winked at me and kissed my lower lips.
My legs started shaking as I accepted defeat.
For some reason, I assumed Dreaux didn’t eat pussy, but I could confidently confirm he was a pussy connoisseur.
“Ooh!” I screamed as my body convulsed with pleasure.
Dreaux never moved from his position as he drove my body into a frenzy.
My legs were so weak, I could barely hold them up.
I thought he would stop after I came, but he was relentless.
Before I could recover from the last orgasm, the next one was ripping through me.
Dreaux swirled his tongue between my lips before pushing it into my hole. No one had ever eaten my pussy so nastily. A tear slid down my face as my stomach tightened again.
“Shit!” I cried out breathlessly.
“Mmm. I knew your pussy would taste good, but damn. It might just be my new favorite thing to eat.” I watched as he licked my essence from his fingers.
My mouth hung open in awe as I questioned what kind of sorcery he possessed.
His dick stood at attention, and I wanted to see it up close and personal.
Dreaux chuckled when I attempted to stand on my own two feet.
My legs wobbled like a newborn fawn trying to walk for the first time.
My competitiveness kicked in, so I traded places with him.
I yanked his shorts down while I dropped down to a squat.
His eyes were filled with curiosity, which only fueled me more.
His dick was bigger than I imagined. I heard him chuckle as my eyes widened.
It was so pretty yet oddly familiar. It was almost as if I had dreamed of it before.
My mouth watered in anticipation while I wrapped my hand around the base.
Dreaux watched me intently, and I wanted to put on a show for him.
“Sssss,” he hissed as I sucked the precum from the tip.
He tasted clean, if that made sense. I could tell he took care of his body, both inside and out.
I gathered all of the saliva I could and pushed him further into my mouth.
I had given Chop head plenty of times, but the experience was so different.
My pussy throbbed as I bobbed my head up and down.
I never knew it was possible to get turned on from pleasing someone else.
With Chop, it was more of a chore because he was begging for it.
“Mmm.” I moaned and hummed on his dick because I noticed it made him squirm.
The control turned me on. Every hiss and curse word made me go harder.
I remember this trick I saw in a porn video I watched and decided to try it.
I flexed my jaw with my tongue out, attempting to take as much of him as I could. I gagged a few times, but I kept going.
“Gawtdamn. Shit!” Dreaux moaned, gripping the edge of the countertop. I used to be embarrassed for Chop to watch me, but I wanted Dreaux to see me pleasing him.