Chapter 4
FOUR
Beige was her color. The linen rested against her skin, giving us all around the dinner table a glimpse of perfection. The pop of red on her lips made my dick harden, recalling how they were wrapped around it two hours prior.
Her eyes found me for the hundredth time since we sat down. I wasn’t sure what she’d put on her face but I knew that it was light and enhanced her beauty. She was perfect without it, but I wasn’t opposed to the additives.
With my back pressed against the chair, I waited for her to say what was on her mind. Hesitantly, she tilted her head, allowing her nervous energy to lead her thoughts and actions. It had been the case all night. In an attempt to put her mind and heart at ease, I leaned over until my lips touched the side of her face.
Then, in her ear, I whispered, “We’re grown, Mommas. It’s okay to suck dick on the first date.”
I pulled back, watching the blood drain from her face. She lightened instantly, looking like she needed the nearest tanning bed. Chuckling, I placed a hand on her thigh.
The wine in the glass in front of her hardly had a chance. She emptied it in one gulp.
“Makai,” she hissed.
“Aight. I’m going out here to burn one. I’ll be back.”
“Can I?—”
“Nobody knows you sucked dick today but you, Glacier. You ain’t got a sign on your fucking forehead.” I chuckled. “Finish talking to the girls, everybody except that one.”
I pointed at Kleu.
“I like her. Her confidence is… I like it, Makai.”
“Stay away from her unless you want your wig split.”
“My wig? This is my natural ha?—”
“Never mind, Kiwi.”
I stood, leaving her sitting with her thoughts. Hadn’t I taken her to her graduation and watched her graduate with a bachelor’s degree in nursing, I’d think she was a dumb-ass basket case. However, I knew that wasn’t her deal. She was book smart, but she lacked common sense from what I’d gathered.
Nodding toward the deck of Malachi’s villa, I summoned the men to the table. I was the first outside, kissing the humidity as I pulled the blunt from the case that kept it safe in my back pocket. Lawe hadn’t touched the pavement before his was dangling from his lips. Milo was next. Ledge made an appearance shortly after. Malachi was the last to join us.
Though he and Ledge weren’t frequent smokers, they indulged on occasion. Milo didn’t smoke at all. We’d never let him, knowing that he was destined for a different future than the rest of us. However, he’d always sat around, hoping for a contact.
As everyone got comfortable around the wooden fire, my eyes wandered into the house. I observed Glacier in complete awe. Her head fell back in laughter as she shook her head from one side to the other. A smile crossed my face as my heart pounded against my shirt.
Without doing anything, she was doing a whole fucking lot to a nigga. Effortlessly, she’d staked her claim and had me anxiously deleting every contact in my phone. It had taken me three months to revisit her, but there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that I would. Since the day she hit my line, she’d lived in my head. This trip was the perfect opportunity to get to know her better and I refused to miss it. Watching as she built bonds with people that I knew would have her back in any situation and at any time was therapy for my soul. Knowing what I now knew about her lack of community, I was eager to share mine with her.
“Here, nigga.” I passed Malachi the blunt in my hand.
“Oh, you giving this nigga the blunt because he’s yo’ brother? What about my brother?” Lawe asked, turning in my direction.
“Nigga, you got a chip on your shoulder or some shit? He’s closest to me. That’s why I’m handing him the fucking blunt. Damn. You so worried about your brother hitting the blunt, then give him yours.”
“Fuck you.”
“I’m good on that. I like pussy. Sorry.”
“We see. I was worried for a minute.”
“You ain’t never worried if I like pussy. I done had my fair share, nigga. My shit exhausted.”
“Is that why you brought that nice woman on this trip with you?” Ledge spoke up, clearing his throat.
I nodded, confirming his suspicions.
“What’s her story?” Milo asked.
“Same as ours,” I revealed.
Silence coated the space we shared. Malachi was the first to speak.
“Trauma bonding or are you?—”
“Nah. I didn’t know that until today. But maybe it explains my instant connection to her. Only motherfuckers like us know how that feels. Maybe I did know before I truly knew. I don’t know and neither do I give a fuck, for real. I like her. That’s really all that matters to me.”
“You like somebody? Nigga, hell must be freezing over.” Lawe sniggered.
“Must be,” I agreed, accepting my blunt from Malachi. “I’m just trying to figure out what the hell I’m doing. I don’t want to string either of us along. I stayed away as long as I could. In my line of work—shit, y’all already know. No weaknesses. Niggas prey on those.”
“She doesn’t have to be a weakness, Makai,” Malachi explained. “Aeir, she’s strength. My strength.”
“And then there’s that, man. I stay away from anything serious, man. Dodging that shit. I’m fearful of the reality you once fa?—”
“What happened to Anna will not happen to her,” Malachi assured me. “Anna was an angel, Makai. We all knew it. God needed her up there more than I needed her down here. He wanted her back. That’s all there is to that situation. Keep Glacier far, far away from your world and you’ll be aight.”
“Agreed,” Ledge added.
I gazed in her direction. As if she felt me, she turned toward me. The same silly smile that was plastered on her face earlier was back. I felt my cheeks fluff as I shook my head.
“Look at this nigga. This nigga pussy whipped!” Lawe belted.
Whipping my head around, I corrected him. “I ain’t slid in that shit yet but I can tell by the way she walk, it’s thunder.”
If it’s anything like the top she gave me, it’s lethal.
“I hate it for any nigga that crosses her path after I do. Get my bail money ready.”
“Can someone find the screws this nigga missing?” Milo laughed.
“Nah, ’cause I’m with this nigga when he’s right,” Lawe cackled.
Malachi tilted his head, agreeing.
“My shit already in a separate account. Halo is precious to me. Anybody, nigga or female, try her, I’m not letting up off ’em. I’m cool on a lot of shit, but my wife isn’t one of ’em,” Ledge told us.
“I’ll burn this city to a crisp ’bout Kleu. Berkeley knows that, too.”
“Don’t act like you ain’t gon’ be ready to hand in your license if a nigga play with you ’bout Nocturnal.”
In unison, we all released a gut-churning laugh. For once, Milo didn’t try to jump down my neck about fucking with his wife. He was aware that it was all fun and games, but his sensitive ass got all in his feelings most times.
“Fuck you, bitch ass nigga.”
Shrugging, I watched as Glacier attempted to stand. She stumbled slightly, placing a hand on her chest upon realizing the very thing I had. She was highly intoxicated.
“I think I’m about to dip out. This fucking girl drunk as shit. She can’t hang with y’all people. They some fucking alcoholics, trying to turn her out.”
“I ain’t got shit to say about that,” Lawe confessed. “Kleu will definitely make sure everyone has a good time.”
Shrugging, Milo shook his head. “Nature ain’t a saint, either.”
“Halo, it’s either way with baby girl.”
Malachi chose not to speak. He simply shrugged. Aeir was one of a kind. We all knew it. But she didn’t mind a good time, either, whether it involved alcohol or none at all. She didn’t knock anyone, but indulging wasn’t always her speed. Halo was more of the same.
“Aight, niggas. Let me get her to the crib. See you niggas in the morning. Breakfast at ten, right?”
“Yes,” Ledge confirmed.
“Bet.”
I slid the door back, stepping inside to find Mommas back in her seat. Her giggles were heartening. She was feeling the drinks she was putting back and I wasn’t mad at her pretty ass about it, either.
“Makaiiiiiiii,” she sang, arms held out in front of her as she invited me closer.
“You ready to go sleep that shit off, Mommas?”
“I can’t stand up. I can’t walk. I tried.” Those lips she’d painted red stuck out like sore thumbs. Pouting, Glacier lowered her face into her palm. Amused, I moved in, leaning down to brush the hair that had fallen in her face.
“I know.”
“How will I get back?”
Her concerns left a smile on her face. Baby girl was truly clueless. A blonde wig would suit her well. I was convinced that there was air in that head of hers, aside from the knowledge she needed to succeed in her career.
“My legs, Kiwi. Come on. Let’s go before you ask another crazy-ass question.”
I assisted her out of her seat and to her feet.
“I need to clean my mess.”
Green beans, pan-seared chicken, and garlic potatoes littered her half-eaten plate. The food was pretty damn good, but our servings were enough to feed two women. Every one of their plates still had leftovers.
“I got it.”
“No, we will take care of it,” Aeir insisted.
“I think I’m leaving now,” she announced to the women.
“We see, girl,” Kleu snickered.
“See you tomorrow.”
“We’ll see you in the morning.”
“See you, Glacier.”
Everyone said their goodbyes as I lifted her body into my arms and grabbed the small purse she’d paired with the fit she wore. I had done well. Though I’d solicited the help of the niggas with me when I hit the shops earlier, I’d made all the final decisions alone.
Glacier was making that shit work. However, I’d imagined her when making choices was nothing in comparison to how she actually looked tonight. She was a breath of fresh air. She was divine.
“Aight, y’all. We sliding.”
Glacier’s head rested against my chest. Her eyes were closed, but I was certain she was still awake. We exited the dining area and cut through the back where the men were. It was the quickest way to our villa, which was next to the last one on the property.
“Am I seeing correctly?” Lawe yelled after me.
“Fuck you, nigga!” I hollered over my shoulder.
I was certain I was being clowned, but I could give two fucks. Mommas was laced and needed to get back to our spot. Her two feet wouldn’t get her there, but mine would.
“You hear that, Makai?”
“Hear what, Mommas?”
“Shhhh. Listen.”
I quieted, listening for whatever she was insisting. Waves crashed against the shore as the night crawlers howled in the distance.
“I don’t hear shit. Water and?—”
“Peace. Calm. Tranquility,” she explained. “And water.”
Remaining silent, I continued toward the villa, clinging to her words. Instantly, I heard it, too. Leaning down, I kissed the top of her forehead, silently appreciating her ability to transform moments and spaces she was a part of. Survival was the only mode I’d ever operated in, but since we’d landed, I’d entered foreign territory. Physically. Mentally. All that shit. It was a nice break from the hustle. She was a nice break from the hustle.
Upon entering our spot, I headed straight for the bedroom where I laid Glacier onto the bed. She leaned over until her head hit the pillow. With a smile on my face, I took her in fully. She was as pretty as she was drunk.
“My head is spinning.”
“It’s okay, Mommas. I got you. Let me get you undressed and I’ll get you some water, aight?”
“Okay,” she whined. “I drank way too much. I’m not much of a drinker.”
“I see that.”
Her shoes were the first to come off.
“I feel awful.”
“You’ll be aight. Now that I know you’re a lightweight, I got you.”
“Thank you, Makai. I’m enjoying myself.”
I pulled the straps of her dress down.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.”
“Can I tell you a secret?”
One piece at a time, I removed the jewelry from her body.
“Only if you won’t regret it later.”
“I won’t if you don’t make me.”
“I won’t, G.”
I wasn’t sure what was on her mind, but it didn’t matter much. I wouldn’t make her regret that shit. Whatever the fuck it was.
“Promise?”
“I promise. Lift up.”
I pulled her dress from under her ass when she lifted.
“I feel like a little girl when you’re around. My brain stops working. I shut down completely. The only thing that works is my nervous system and it’s always a wreck. As exhilarating as the feel is, it’s a bit overwhelming.”
“Why?”
“Because the last time I liked a man, he?—”
“I don’t give a fuck about that nigga, whoever he may be. Fuck him. He fucked up so I could come through.”
She lay in silence for a few seconds before she began again.
“We’re not supposed to tell you guys things like this. My God. Why am I even saying these things to you?”
“Because you can. I ain’t tripping, Mommas. I like your slow ass, too.”
“Slow?”
“As they come. But it takes nothing away from you, Glacier. Not a fucking thing,” I told her, needing her to get that through her head.
“I’ve contemplated dialing your number so many times since you left that night.”
“Why didn’t you?”
“Why didn’t you dial mine?”
“Letting you get your shit together.”
“Thank you,” she groaned, curling up in bed.
“I’m about to grab your water. Hang tight and don’t fall asleep.”
“Okay.”
I trekked toward the kitchen, full speed ahead. Glacier wasn’t looking too good. She needed hydration, and the only source around us was water. It was a start that I was willing to work with.
I grabbed a bottle from the fridge and a glass from the cabinet. After uncapping the bottle, I poured it until it nearly tipped over the rim of the glass. When I made it back to the bedroom, Glacier was nowhere to be found.
“Ugggh.”
The sound of her body trying to expel the things she’d consumed led me directly to her. Hunched over the toilet, with her hands hugging the bowl, she called out to me.
“Makai?”
The shakiness of her voice reintroduced me to a feeling I rarely experienced. Sadness sheeted me like a blanket. If she’d gotten to this point, I knew just how uncomfortable she felt and how much she wished for it all to be over.
“What’s up, Mommas?”
“I’m so sorry.”
“What are you apologizing for?”
I lowered my body to meet hers. The glass I’d brought into the bathroom with me, I set on the counter behind us, freeing my hands in order to hold her hair back.
“I shouldn’t have had anything to drink at dinner. I’d already had enough. I’m so into?—”
“Aye, whenever you’re with me, have your fun. You’ll always be safe. You ain’t got shit to worry about. I’ll be your eyes, ears, legs, or whatever the fuck you need me to be for the sake of a good time. You’ll look back and laugh at this shit in a couple of months. You good.”
“I feel so awful.” Her whimpers were followed by sniffles.
Though I couldn’t see her face, I was almost certain she was crying. I grabbed a towel from the cubby underneath the sink and drenched it in warm water before pulling Glacier down onto my chest. I wiped her mouth and cleaned her face, sure not to leave any residue behind.
“I need you to drink at least half of this cup. You’ll feel a little better, I promise.”
“Okay.”
She obliged, not putting up a fight. I retrieved the glass and placed it at her lips. Inch by inch, I tilted it, allowing her to drink the water at a steady pace. She continued until she was at capacity. Taking a look at the little she’d left, I nodded in approval.
“You almost killed the entire glass. That’s good.”
“I’m exhausted, Makai.”
I didn’t protest as she curled up against me, stuffing my shirt with her arms. The cold bathroom floor was no place for a naked woman, but her condition called for an exception. I finished off the water and sat the glass beside us so that my hands were free to wrap around Glacier’s ice-cold body.
Had anyone told me four months ago that I’d be in The Catherine, clinging to a drunken guest on the bathroom floor as she tried to find comfort despite her situation, I would’ve sworn they were lying. But as of three months ago, I knew that shit was a possibility.
My interest was piqued that day Glacier waltzed into my world, hailing a busted tire and a graduation gown. I didn’t want to leave her pretty ass then but I knew she had some shit to handle. Pushing up on her while vulnerable wasn’t something I was willing to do, no matter how much I wanted her ass. And truth be told, I wanted her bad.
There was something about her innocence. There was something about her eyes. There was something about her that was tantalizing and impossible to forget. It took nearly everything in me not to spin the block and park my whip for the night when I dropped her off at the crib. But I wasn’t ready and neither was she. Now that we’d both had over three months to get our shit together, the odds were in our favor.
She was fast asleep, wasting little time counting Zs. Her light snores did weird shit to my heart. It was a damn shame that a woman so beautiful slept so fucking ugly. Her mouth hung open slightly, explaining the reason she was always slobbering.
“This fucking girl, man.”
I leaned my head against the vanity behind us.
What the fuck am I doing? I wondered, knowing that the life I lived didn’t accommodate a woman, a partner.
Not only were there niggas waiting to find a weakness of yours but there were a plethora of other reasons that made me think more than twice about what I wanted with Glacier. I wasn’t exactly sure what it was that I craved at the moment, but I knew it was more than I had with any woman on my contact list.
Her softness was a sacred place I could land on a daily after the bullshit I faced while in the mix of things. The days were long and felt never-ending. My cold, lonely bed wasn’t feeling too comfortable as of lately. Though I’d never cared to have a woman to come home to each night, Glacier didn’t make the shit feel like a bad idea. And even if it wasn’t every day of the week, a few would suffice.
Mommas was adorable. The button nose, enlarged eyes, thick lips, high cheeks, and natural hair that flowed like silk were the perfect combination. Her lips were still painted red, smudging very little during her episode on the toilet. I lowered mine until they touched hers, kissing them.
Once.
Twice.
Three times and I still hadn’t had enough.
I capped myself at the fourth when she began stirring in her sleep. Shamefully, I could feel my addiction to this woman, this perfect stranger growing and there wasn’t much I could do to help myself. Over the last three months, I’d suppressed every thought and refused to bring any of the scenarios I’d pictured of her to fruition. But that shit ended the second my knuckles hit her door last night.
And though she was a stranger, she felt more familiar than any woman I’d ever stuck my dick in. It was possible that we shared the same reality that pushed her past the boundaries I set for the rest of them. Or, maybe it was the fact that she was oblivious to who I was, what I did, and what I could offer her. Women wanted to sink their claws in me to gain status and recognition but still got fucked on the low.
Clout chasers didn’t even get a call back after our link-ups. But Glacier, she was as green as they came. While the entire city of Berkeley knew and cherished any Domino they came in contact with, she had no fucking idea and I appreciated that. I could remove the hats I wore every day and come as is. That shit was underrated but didn’t go unnoticed.
“Let me get ya drunk ass in the bed.” I sighed, lifting us both from the floor.
Slowly, and careful not to wake her, I headed toward the bedroom. When close enough, I pulled the sheets back and lowered her into the space I’d created for her to rest. I tucked the comforter underneath her chin and stepped back to observe my handiwork. Mommas was sound asleep, mouth wide open.
With a shake of the head, I backed out of the room. She was too damn pretty to sleep like the animal she wasn’t. That shit wouldn’t ever not be funny to me.
I slid the door that led to the water back. The sound of the crashing waves reminded me of Glacier’s request. She forced me to quiet and listen to the sound of peace. At that very moment, it wasn’t only heard. It was felt, too. I pulled out my phone and dialed the latest number I’d received for the oldest of our crew.
He was hardly around and I missed his ass every day, but whenever I called, he was on the line waiting for me. Life had pulled him in a different direction and it was painful to even consider how long he’d been in the wind. But I’d rather have pieces of him than to see him in a cage for the rest of his life.
The phone rang twice before I heard his voice on the other line.
“Makai,” he answered.
“Ayo, Chem. I think I’ve found her, big bro. I just need a little advice so I won’t fuck this shit up. I need to get it right the first time. She’d been through enough.”
I waited for him to respond, taking a seat on the deck and sparking my blunt as he took his precious time. He wasn’t in a hurry, and neither was I.
“Come down to the water. I want you to tell me all about her.”
The call ended as I attempted to digest the news he’d just shared. I wanted to be surprised, but I wasn’t. Chem was like a thief in the night, always there when you least expected it. No one was expecting him. Had he divulged that bit of information, Mercer would’ve hopped his ass on the plane, too. We never missed an opportunity to catch up with him because we never knew when we’d get another.
I shoved the phone in my pocket and made my way toward the water, still unsure of where he was requesting my presence, exactly. But the inhaling I heard from behind made it clear that I was in the right spot.
“Long time no see, Menace.”
“My name is Makai, nigga.”
“Could’ve fooled me,” he scoffed, pulling me closer to embrace.
Mommas wanted to sleep forever. It was after ten and she hadn’t budged. The liquor was still on her ass. Her mouth had finally closed and she finally resembled the sleeping beauty she was.
I managed to shit, shower, and shave as she slept the morning away. With any luck, I’d have her up by twelve so that we could enjoy the rest of the day’s activities that were on the itinerary. Jet skiing and the yacht were two things I had no intention of skipping.
Wake up, big head ass girl .
As if she heard my thoughts, the fluttering of her eyes began. Slowly, she came to, confusion covering her beautiful face. I witnessed the moment it all came back to her. Her facial muscles relaxed at once as a groan left her mouth.
“Arrrrrgh.”
I wasted little time kissing the remainder of the red lipstick right off those lips of hers. They were irresistible, beckoning for me every fucking chance they got.
“We’re late for breakfast,” I informed her.
“I’m not hungry,” she whined. “I’m hungover.”
“That’s crazy because I’m starving.”
“I’m so sorry, Makai. Maybe you can go without me or find something to eat here. Is there anything to eat here?” she asked, worry lines creasing her forehead. “I can even prepare something if you give me a few minutes to?—”
“Yeah, G. There is something here to eat and it’s been cooking all fucking night. It’s hot,” I expressed, sliding underneath the cover. “And it’s ready.”
I slid the panties from her pussy. Because her legs were together, it made the task of removing them fairly easy. Glacier assisted me, lifting slightly so I could get them over her ass.
I’d heard the fondest stories of the innocent ones coming unglued in the bedroom. Mommas was proving the rumors to be true. When her legs spread, giving me access to her box, her shyness faded. Her brain cells were activated. She thought clearly.
Cognizance.
Noun .
Knowledge, notice, or awareness.
Synonyms include: consciousness, recognition, perception, and realization.
Glacier knew what the fuck she was doing when she exposed me to the prettiest pink pussy on the planet. My mouth watered instantly. Her freshness made my dick hard but it wasn’t his turn. Not yet, anyway. I had other plans for him that didn’t include this moment.
“Goddamn,” I whispered.
My fingers formed minds of their own. Underneath the influence of my thumb, her pearl hardened and her body jerked. Automatically, her legs lifted in protest.
“Ahhhh,” she moaned, releasing the most precious lullaby.
My lids sealed, digesting the sweet sound of her voice while simultaneously familiarizing myself with the feeling of her flesh against my skin. I milked her pussy for the white creaminess that made it easy to glide two fingers inside of her. As I breached her border, she sighed with pleasure.
I opened my eyes to observe the satisfaction on her face as I stroked her pussy nice and slowly. Those lips of hers invited me closer. Instead of resting mine against them, I sucked the top one into my mouth and then the bottom. I let them loose shortly after, trading them for her tongue. Mine roamed her mouth as hers explored mine. Her morning breath was bearable, increasing my desire for more of her.
“Makai.”
Her body caved. Her legs gathered, restricting my movements.
“Open up, Mommas. Let me caress that pussy.”
They fell sideways, reopening her treasure box. I regained access, curling my index and middle finger upward to find that little bulb that would send her where she needed to be.
“Ummmmmmm.”
I snaked down her body until my lips hovered over her exposed nipple. The bra was no competition for her position or the process she was undergoing. Pebbled, sandy brown bullets slid into my mouth with ease. My obsession grew by the second. Easily, I marked them as my favorite part of her body.
“Ooooooh, Makai.”
Under my administration, Glacier was swiftly overwhelmed with the amount of pleasure she was experiencing. Her eyes slammed shut as her back warmed the fitted sheet beneath her due to the constant squirming. Putting her out of her misery wasn’t in my plans, not yet, at least.
“Ummmm. Ma—oh my God. Ummm.”
After toying with the right nipple, I slid my tongue across her chest, not stopping until the left one was pressed against it. I slurped it right into my mouth, circling my tongue around it while brushing my fingers against her G-spot.
“Mmmmm. Yeeeeeees.”
Having my fix of her breasts, I left a trail of wetness down the center of her stomach, leading straight to her pussy. I ejected my fingers and used both hands to push the back of her thighs upward. Her well wouldn’t run dry any time soon. The creaminess spilled from her canal into the folds of her, spotting the bed.
My tongue swept across my lips in anticipation of the task ahead. I pressed my stomach against the bed and came face to face with her fat ass pussy lips and pink ass pearl. Wasting no time, I covered them both and sucked them into my mouth. Swiping my tongue in the process, I sent her into overdrive. Glacier pushed forward, lifting her body from the bed as she ground her pussy in my face.
“Makaaaiiiiii. Oh my God. Yessssss.”
I focused on her clit, knowing that it was the way to any girl’s heart. In rapid motions that applied ample pressure, I tongued her swollen nub.
“Uhhhhh.”
She was unable to keep still as her pleasure mounted. Finally ready to end her gratifying misery, I pulled back and spat on her center.
“SPUH.”
“Makai, whaaaaa?—”
Using my thumb, I retained a bit of the fluid I’d just unleashed and used it as lubricant to break the seal of her second hole.
“Ma—please,” she begged, relaxing as I engaged her pearl again. Back and forth, I licked it with my partially flattened tongue to maximize her level of satisfaction.
“Please don’t stop.”
She thrust her hips, rocking against my face while riding my thumb, pushing it further up her asshole. My dick was hard as a missile but this shit wasn’t about me. It was all about her and the nut she needed to get off. When her body stiffened underneath me, I knew it had arrived.
“Uhhhhhhhhhh! Uhhhh. Uhhhhhhh.”
She convulsed, tightening her grip on my shoulders as she tried pushing me backward. I refused to give her the freedom she craved. Instead, I continued lapping up her juices, knowing that there were higher heights for her to reach.
I wanted her levees to break. I needed them to break so that I could feel her waters flow onto my beard and chin and neck and shoulders and chest. I needed her to drench me. Though she wasn’t aware that it was possible and assumed this was the end for her, it wasn’t. It was only right that I introduced her to a different word. It was only right that I showed her ass what that pussy could really do.
“Please. Please. Please,” she whimpered, running up the bed.
I pinned her down as best I could with my free hand still locked on her clit as I massaged her asshole. Once she finally gave in and allowed the feeling to take control, she began to question me.
“Wha-what is ha-happening? Wha-whaaaa?—”
My mouth was full of pussy, there was no way I could answer her.
“Ummmm. Ummmm. Stop. Please. Please. Oh my God. What’s happ?—”
And there it was. The tsunami crashed against my face like the waves crashed against the shore outside of our window. It wasn’t until then that I freed her, removing my finger from her backend and pushing my index and middle fingers inside of her. Curving them upward, I worked her pussy, draining it of everything it had. My hand and wrist were soaked. So was the bed. I didn’t give a fuck. All that mattered was the bliss on her face as her waters slowed to a creep.
“That little pussy packing some heat,” I whistled.
She was in no condition to respond. Glacier was busy catching her breath and moaning unrecognizable words.
Discombobulated
Adjective
Baffled, confused, and disconcerted.
Synonyms include: befuddled, flustered, confound .
I left her on the bed, struggling to regain control of herself, but not without final words.
“I’m starting your shower. Breakfast will be on the table by the time you emerge. I’ll throw something together. The day is long, we’ll need the energy.”