6. Kareem #2
Sawyer laughed softly, almost lightheartedly. “Did you feel it? She’s strong, right?”
“Baby girl is gonna be a soccer player with that type of power.”
She giggled again. “I know, right?”
“Hold up . . . Where’s your little furry guardian?” I questioned, looking around.
I’d forgotten all about her dog when I arrived.
“He’s at the overnight kennel. I’m supposed to pick him up in the morning. Why? You miss him?”
I shook my head while chuckling to myself. “I kinda do miss that little mothafucka. I don’t know why when he used to side-eye me like I owed him money.”
“That’s because you trapped him in the bathroom the first time you met him. He holds grudges like nobody’s business.”
“Dramatic, just like his mama.”
We both laughed. It was the first real one we’d shared in over a month. It felt good to still be able to make her smile despite all the madness.
“Don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll be barking and growling at your ass tomorrow when he gets back, just like old times. Then crawl up in your lap and force you to cuddle with him two minutes later.”
I smirked. “Sounds like someone else I know.”
She gave me a side-eye, which caused me to grin harder, showing off my unbothered Gemini ways on full display. It took a real one to love a Gemini, and there was no doubt in my mind that Sawyer was the right woman for the job.
“I’m gonna go take a shower,” she announced before slowly standing up. “I feel like I smell.”
“I wasn’t gon say anything, but yeah. Your pits are cranking hotter than Beelzebub’s bath water, shawty.”
She giggled before slapping my arm. “Shut up! No, they don’t!”
I laughed. “I’m joking witchu, shawty.”
Sawyer rose to her feet. “Don’t go anywhere.”
“Daddy’s home now, shawty. I’ll be right here,” I confirmed with a nod.
Sawyer emerged from the steamy bathroom twenty minutes later, looking like the epitome of perfection to me.
She had wide hips, sultry brown eyes, and long hair that fell to the middle of her back effortlessly.
Of course, I could’ve been like my twin and had my pick of beautiful Brazilian women to run through, but Sawyer was something else entirely—in a league of her own.
My dick twitched as I followed her to her bedroom, her oversized bath towel clinging to her skin, revealing those perky nipples I’d missed sucking on.
I got bricked up just thinking about it.
She was dripping wet and somehow even more irresistible than before.
I needed to get a grip before my shit burst through my goddamn pants.
With each subtle movement, my dick jumped in anticipation, aching to feel the warmth of her tight, wet pussy.
I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. Her slow blinks and parted lips were an open invitation—one that I knew I was more than ready to accept.
Then, as if she sensed my gaze, her eyes met mine. A shiver ran down my spine.
“Like what you see, baby daddy?” she asked with a wink before allowing the towel to drop off her body and pool around her feet.
My shit was harder than Kevlar, throbbing against my jeans as if responding to her words. “Damn right I do,” I answered while glancing down at my hard-to-miss erection. “Got a nigga ready to bust just from lookin’ at you,” I muttered, walking toward the edge of the bed where she sat.
“So, what do you want to do now, baby daddy?”
“Stop calling me that.”
“Well, you are, aren’t you?”
“No. I’m not. I’m your man, shawty. And don’t you forget that shit,” I half growled, taking a step toward her.
Her long, wispy eyelashes fluttered as her lips parted ever so slightly.
Our eyes locked as she licked her lips and leaned in closer to me, her scent filling my senses—a mix of vanilla and lavender body wash that drove me wild.
She placed her hand on my chest, slowly tracing my muscles with her fingertips before moving up to cup my face gently.
My heart raced as I felt a mix of excitement and fear wash over me.
I needed her like I needed my next breath.
“Sawyer . . .” I called out her name, feeling lightheaded from the arousal.
She leaned in closer, pressing our lips together for the first time in a month. The kiss was soft yet passionate, her tongue darting out to tease my lips before sliding into my mouth. Our tongues played together with an intensity that left both of us gasping for air when we finally pulled apart.
My dick throbbed at the sight of her beautiful pregnant body—smooth caramel skin gleaming with water droplets.
She stood confidently before me naked and refused to hide the fact that she was already wet with desire for a nigga.
I noticed goosebumps forming on her skin as she watched me undress myself too.
Eager eyes took in every inch of my toned frame and milk chocolate erection, which twitched violently under her gaze.
Sawyer reached out and ran a finger along the length of my shaft. I groaned softly at the sensation, unable to stop myself.
“I’ve missed you,” she whispered against my skin.
“Shit, I’ve missed you too,” I responded, sounding desperate as she moved down my body, kissing and nipping at every inch of my exposed skin. “More than you know.”
Her hands roamed over my abs before finding their way lower down to cup my balls, rolling them gently in her palm as she looked up at me with hooded brown eyes full of lust.
“Mmm, shit,” I growled into her ear, making me shudder involuntarily at the sound of need coming from my own voice.
We fell back against the bed’s soft surface. The coolness of the sheets against our heated skin was like an aphrodisiac as Sawyer shifted closer so that our bodies were flush against each other from chest to thighs.
Her hand found my erection and wrapped around it, gently pulling. “Touch me,” she whispered, looking up at me.
I obliged, my hand slipping between her legs, sliding a finger into her wet heat, feeling her inner muscles spasm.
She released a groan and opened her legs wider, giving me easier access.
My own arousal thickened as I added a second finger, curling them ever so slightly.
Her head tilted back, and her moans filled the air as I relentlessly brought her closer to the edge of ecstasy.
“You’re soaked, shawty,” I muttered, loving the feel of her beautiful pussy.
“Stop teasing me,” she whimpered, and I knew she was close. She climbed onto my lap and waited while I pumped her pussy with my fingers. Her pussy squirted all over my dick, and I couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped at the feeling.
She panted. “Shit, I didn’t know I could do that.”
“Next time, do that shit on my face.” The words spilled from me before I could rein them in. Her eyes grew wide as she smiled.
“Next time?”
“Oh, shawty, I’ve been waiting to be inside you again since you left me in Rio. You think I’d let you go now?”
“Let me ride it,” she suggested.
Pulling my fingers from her, I watched her turn around, enjoying the view of her from behind.
I lined up my throbbing rod with her entrance and pushed inch by inch into her tightness.
She gasped, her nails digging into the sheets.
I wasn’t rough, but I wasn’t gentle either.
Our hips met with loud smacks, my fingertips pushing into her skin as she rode me.
I licked my lips, enjoying the view of her pretty ass pussy sliding up and down on my dick. “Right there, shawty.”
Her breathing was shaky and weak as she rocked against me over and over. “Fuck! It feels so good,” she confirmed in a honeyed voice.
I lifted her off me, and she lay on her side. I kissed down her spine before pushing back into her from behind. Sawyer looked back at me, pressing our foreheads together. She stared into my eyes as I fucked her like a racehorse until she came.
My breathing was ragged as we switched positions again.
This time—missionary. Sawyer was almost too beautiful to fuck her in any other position.
I eased back into her. As she groaned loudly, arching her back and pressing her chest against me, I couldn’t help but bury my head in her neck, taking long, slow licks and bites that sent shivers through her and made her pulse race under my tongue.
The scent of her skin was intoxicating. Our rhythm grew faster as we found our stride, my hips slapping against hers, hitting that sweet spot while being mindful of her growing belly.
The sound of flesh hitting flesh echoed through the bedroom, punctuated by our heavy breathing and panting.
Our bodies collided again and again, sparking a delicious friction that only fueled our lust more. Her nails dug into my back, but I welcomed the pain, needing something to anchor me to the moment.
“It’s so fucking wet,” I groaned.
“You’re hitting my spot, baby. Don’t stop!”
Her legs were spread wide, allowing my thumb to strum her clit while we both watched my dick going in and out of her. The visual only made her wetter as I dipped low, deep strokes into her. I wanted to knock her fuckin’ pussy off the hinges.
Sawyer’s soft moans and cries were like music to my ears as I slid in deeper and deeper into her tight heat.
I felt her walls clench around me, preparing herself for release.
I pulled out suddenly, then slapped my hard length against her entrance once more before plunging back inside, making her gasp for air.
She bit down on her bottom lip, eyes squeezed shut tightly as she writhed against me in ecstasy.
“Kiss me! Kiss me till you make me cum, baby.”
I leaned forward, lips finding hers in an aggressive, passion-filled exchange of tongue. Sawyer’s tight little hole gripped my shit like a fist as she orgasmed hard around me.
“Fuck, Kareem! Yessss! I’m cumming!” she squealed as a wave of heat engulfed us both. Her pussy pulsed around me as she cried out my name.
Pulling her off me, I bent her over and spread her cheeks before slowly thrusting inside her pussy again from behind.
“Fuck, you feel so good, shawty,” I groaned at the sight of her round ass grinding against me as my balls slapped against her clit.
Sweat beads formed on my brow as I barely held back my own orgasm. I wanted her to cum again. Her back arched, breasts bouncing with each thrust as I pounded into her relentlessly. Reaching around, I grabbed one, pinching down on her nipple.
“Shit, Kareem. I can’t take it, baby. I’m about to cum again!”
“Cum for me, shawty. Cum for your man,” I commanded as her breath hitched and her pussy tightened.
She purred while squeezing onto the pillow. “O-Oh God!” she squealed, her words coming out in short, ragged gasps.
“I’m finna cum too,” I grunted.
I couldn’t hold back anymore either, thrusting hard inside of her while cumming with a growl.
My nut shot deep into her womb as if it were meant to be there all along.
Slowly trailing my hands down her back, I gave her a minute before pulling out of her with a wet pop, enjoying the way my cum leaked from her and splattered onto the sheets.
I pushed my finger into her pussy, trying to push it back inside her.
“Mmmm, that was . . .”
“God, I love when you fuck me like that,” she muttered, her breathing slowing as she stood and cupped her pussy, trying to hold my cum inside her as if she weren’t already baking my baby.
I got to my feet and pulled her close, kissing her forehead before covering her up in the sheets. “There’s always more where that came from,” I whispered with a wink.
“I can’t wait. I don’t want this to end. I want more of this. Of you,” she purred before leaning in for another searing kiss.
“Oh, I’m not letting you go now. That pussy is mine and mine only,” I said, smacking her ass with a loud thud. “You stuck with a nigga for life.”
My hand trailed down her body, playing with her nipples, loving how responsive she was to my touch as they hardened.
As a Gemini, I wanted to fuck her deep. I wanted eye contact, back shots, and multiple rounds.
I nibbled on her earlobe as I slid two fingers inside her, marveling at how wet she still was.
My mouth moved down her neck to suck on her breasts as I finger fucked her, preparing for round two.