9. Makari #5
He thrust his fingers a few more times with his eyes on mine, narrowed and intense, like he was studying me.
That sexy ass mouth of his displayed a cocky grin while he plunged into me, circling his fingers and thrusting them deep and hard.
My body was blazing and my muscles were locked tight.
I was seconds from reaching the orgasm I was chasing when he removed his fingers, dropped his head, and sucked my clit.
It took everything in me not to scream out and wake up the whole neighborhood.
The warmth of his tongue glided down the full length of my pussy before he bit down on my clit and sucked hard again.
He continued with intentional strokes from my clit to my ass which he teased with the tip of his tongue before he was sucking on my clit again.
I moaned when I felt him circle my entrance then push in slowly at the same time I felt the pressure of his finger easing in from behind.
“Oh, fuck…”
“Nah, you can’t get that until you let me hear you. Tell me what you want, Kari.”
“I want my fucking orgasm.”
“On my tongue or on my dick?”
I rocked my hips forward while he flattened his tongue and moved over the full length of my pussy with the perfect amount of pressure.
“Both, oh fuck, both …”
“Good, ’cause that was the plan anyway.” He pushed his finger in from behind a little deeper and another plunged into my pussy. He worked a slow rhythm with both that had me trembling and jerking. I jutted my hips forward and he thrust his fingers back inside me, deep.
I came hard, shaking beneath him. His eyes were still locked on me while I fell apart in the best way. He studied my face like he needed to remember every second of how he shattered my existence.
My body was trembling, my muscles were sore, and when I was able to breathe properly again, he kissed his way up my body, wedged himself between my thighs, and eased his tongue in my mouth. I felt the weight of his dick line up with me and I groaned into his mouth but then I found some damn sense.
“Condom…” I rushed out and almost laughed at the look on his face. His brows slammed in together but then he pushed off the bed and from between my legs. I missed the weight of his body and the feel of his dick but knew better than to make that mistake.
“Hang on…” he mumbled, sounding like he was ready to strangle me for reminding him instead of fucking me.
“Where are you going?”
“To get some damn condoms.” He left the room and returned, already in the process of rolling one down his dick. He tossed two more on the bed and my eyes followed where they landed and I frowned at him.
“You had that many condoms with you?”
He smirked and dropped his knee on the bed but I closed my legs and he laughed. “Bruh, you really want to argue with me about having safe sex or you want the dick?”
“Did you have safe sex tonight?”
“Man no, I wouldn’t be with you after I’ve already been in another woman.”
I narrowed my eyes and he grinned. “Kari, chill, yes I have done that before but them hoes don’t give a damn about letting me run up my numbers. I’m sure you do, so no, I haven’t had sex tonight and if you don’t stop fucking interrogating me, you aren’t either.”
My pussy pulsed and I swear she released an angry growl at the thought of this not happening.
So when he nudged his body between my thighs, I let him.
I groaned in appreciation when I felt the tip of his fingers glide between my folds then pinch my clit at the same time I felt the thickness of his head push against me.
My lids fluttered and he chuckled before I had his mouth on me. He eased in a little at a time and I arched my back away from the mattress at the delicious feel and intensity of the stretch he was creating.
Damn he’s big, thick, and long.
But my body didn't care about any of that. It had its own needs.
The head of his dick pushed past the entrance and he broke the kiss. Our eyes connected and he grinned like he could read my mind. Hell, he didn’t have to. Hurry up and fuck me had to be written all over my face.
When I shifted my hips, his mouth crashed into mine again, his fingers dug into the back of my thighs, and I felt the pressure from him easing in a little more.
Fuck...
My hand lifted and I gripped his shoulder, trying to control my breathing seconds before he pulled back and thrust hard. My back arched and I gasped but he swallowed my moan, pulled out, and returned, landing deeper.
He kept his mouth on mine and his thrusts were long and deep. My body jerked and rocked against the force of him drilling into me, bottoming out each time until there was nowhere else for him to go.
"This pussy feels good as fuck, Kari. Damn."
I groaned and gripped his shoulders tighter.
His mouth moved down my neck and to my ear, giving me the low rumble of his voice while he praised my pussy through grunts and moans. The power of his dick driving in and out of me had my mind and body at war. It was too much but also not enough.
"You feel so damn good. I wish I could just bury myself in this pussy forever."
His words sent an awareness down my spine that reminded me of how wrong this was but I pushed the thoughts away and let my nails dig into his shoulders while his hands moved from the back of my thighs to my ass, lifting me and pulling me forward to change angles.
He was fucking me so good I didn’t care about anything but how deep he was and shit, he was deep . My eyes shut tight and I was lost to the pleasure. This man was buried inside me, his lips on my neck, his dick unfairly thick and hard while hitting spots that now belonged solely to him.
He shifted his body again and the angle was even better.
"Damn, this pussy is too damn good."
I was lost. The sensation of him inside me and the pleasure of him stroking my spot had me barely able to formulate a response.
“You’re gonna fuck around and make me lock your ass down.”
His words were possessive and had me tingling all over and mildly panicking because that tiny little voice in the back of my head wanted him to do just that. Just as quick as the thought surfaced, it left when his voice landed near my ear.
"You want this dick, Kari?"
"Yes..."
"Then cum all over it."
He thrust harder and the sound of his voice and the force of him landing in a brutal and punishing way pushed me toward the edge.
He was so deep and his tone was so demanding that my body submitted then prepared for euphoria but he lifted himself from me and pulled his dick out.
I whined and his eyes darkened.
"On your knees, ass in the air."
Before I could even get situated good, he gripped my hip with one hand, pushed my chest down, and slapped my ass hard.
It stung but had my pussy clenching and aching for more.
His hand came down hard again then he lowered his head enough to suck my pussy from behind.
The way he sucked, licked, and fucked me with his tongue while he spread my cheeks to devour me greedily was criminal.
"Oh fuck..." I was about to cum. My stomach was tight and I was throbbing but he pulled away only to return when he spread my ass and drove into me so deep my walls screamed in protest before they locked down hard on his dick.
"Shit." He grunted and gripped my waist, holding me in place while he drilled into me.
"This is what the fuck you wanted."
Yes…
I bit down hard on my lip to keep from saying it.
There was no way in hell I would let him know how gone I was, but my silence damn sure didn’t stop him.
He grunted and drove deeper. My hands were braced on the bed, but with each forceful thrust I had to brace myself to keep from hitting the headboard as he slammed into me.
"Cum, Kari. Fucking cum."
I couldn't hold back if I wanted to, so I let go and moaned through my release. My body shook and I fell forward. His dick jerked and pulsed inside me while he came seconds after I did.
"Fuck..." he grunted and continued thrusting until I was limp and completely exhausted. He eased out and landed next to me, breathing just as heavy as I was. We were both panting and trying to catch our breaths but I managed to look over at him and smile when I heard his voice.
"Your ass was trying to take me down."
"I'm pretty sure you're the one who was taking me down."
He laughed, rolled over, and kissed me before he was up and between my legs again. “I really want to show you what murdering that pussy feels like but I’m too gotdamn tired. I am gonna eat this shit one last time before I crash.”
I smiled and spread my legs wider.
It was five in the morning, I had just fucked my daughter's father and couldn't care less. Omiri was the only man I had sex with in the past two years and I was sure that had a lot to do with why I was currently going over all the pros and cons of what us being together would look like. We had a daughter to consider, and if this didn’t work with us, it would ruin things for her.
I couldn't afford to fall for him…
It was a disaster waiting to happen, and yet I couldn't bring myself to stop him from burying his face between my legs for a second time.
For now, this was simply a bad decision that felt incredibly right.
I was going to enjoy the moment until my brain overrode my actions and I was thinking logically again.