Chapter 13
"Are you sure you're going to be fine?" She stood in the doorway of the bedroom Swift had called his since he'd shown up in the town.
"I'm fine. I guess I was more tired than I thought. I'm actually wide awake now." He chuckled. "Good thing Chevy and Papa are chilling in their doghouses."
Since they were ventilated and decorated with customized dog beds, Starlah didn't freak out. She noticed Swift had even trained them to understand new commands, and even though she wasn't jealous, she wished she'd created that memory with Chevy.
"Can I ask you something?'
"Only if you come in and close the door. Might wake Moms up. You know she's nosy as hell."
She grinned with tucked lips and shook her head.
"Star?"
She shook her head again, then snickered.
"I like it when you say 'moms' when you speak of your mother," she confessed. "It has that West Coast drawl to it."
"And?" He grinned, then took a seat to take his sneakers off. "I was born and raised on the West Coast. Want me to sound more like you?"
"And how do I sound?"
"Come inside so I can tell you." Swift knew he was flirting, but Star had made it so easy for him when she closed the door and walked as if she was stepping on cotton.
"Let me get out of these clothes."
"While I'm here?" She tooted her upper lip, wondering if she should leave.
"Yeah, Star, while you're in here. I ain't getting naked, just comfortable." He patted his bed. "Sit."
A nervous laugh leaped from her lips, following his short commands. They were the kind he gave Chevy and Papa. She noticed he'd lift one hand then lower it, and issue commands from "sit", "fetch", and even "attack".
"Okay." Star slowly descended from the edge when he reached over and pulled her toward him, causing her to yelp. He quickly covered her mouth.
"Moms, remember?"
"Okay," she whispered, then gulped, his body partially hovering over hers.
"And stay put. I promise, I won't bite."
That was the problem. Star wanted Swift to bite, suck, lick, and scratch that damn itch that hadn't been scratched in more than a few months.
She was overdue, and even though she'd only been with Colt, her mind was wide open to trying something new in the form of the massive, chocolate man who stood six-foot-five, damn near larger than life, when he leaned down and gently pecked her lips.
"You think you can do that?" Swift was teasing her. He knew he was as she squirmed, her body feeling warm underneath his gaze.
"Yes, I can do that."
Star's voice was so soft that he'd barely heard her, but what Swift did hear, he was quite familiar with — lust. It didn't hurt that he could smell the heat seeping from between her legs.
Her tethered shorts did a horrible job of containing a scent he couldn't wait to have all over his tongue, his chin, and even his nose.
"I need something from you."
He stood up and took off his sneakers. His socks came next.
He tossed them in the hamper before he slid one arm inside his shirt, pulling it completely over his head.
Starlah could barely breathe at the sight of his chiseled, dark, smooth skin, not to mention his dick that pressed against the fabric of his shorts down his right thigh.
"I'm, uh…" A slow swallow caught Star's words along with her thoughts.
"Star?" Swift licked his lips, his head angled as he walked closer to the bed. "I want all of your attention on me because I plan to have all of my attention on you. You understand me?"
She looked away, silently cursing herself when he lifted her face by the chin, running his thumb across her lower lip.
When her jaw lowered, he slid his thumb inside her mouth.
Like the nasty girl he hoped she could be, she gently sucked his thumb.
Any hesitation, second-guessing, or thoughts of feeling like Starlah were off-limits had gone out the window.
"Hell yeah, Starlah. Just like that." Swift's lower lip was held captive by his teeth when his dick hardened, hanging low and heavy against his thigh.
"Take my shorts off, Star."
"F-for?" she stammered, her orbs stretched wide.
"See, we were doing so good just a second ago."
Her thighs tightly clenched when he tugged her head back by her hair, then nipped on her neck with his teeth.
"When I stand up, pull my fucking dick out, Star. Take care of me. Ain't that what you promised me?" he whispered against the shell of her ear. She slowly nodded.
"Then do that. Take care of me."
With shaky hands, Star's fingers slid inside his shorts, and he grunted. Swift was antsy, eager to be inside of her, but he wanted this to last, needed it to, in case this would be their first and last time.
"You can do it, Star. I know you can."
His words of encouragement were needed when she drew closer, then peeled the fabric of his shorts along with his boxers away from his skin, the air above his pubic area appearing.
It was wavy, silk-like, almost like his hair.
She couldn't believe a man was that damn perfect, but nothing was more perfect when his clothes puddled at his ankles, his dick springing up and bobbing in the air.
Its girth was easily two inches wide, and its length, although semi-flaccid, was easily eight or nine inches.
A long vein wrapped down the side and then across Swift's length, where his beautiful, mushroomed head leaked with pre-cum.
Star looked up at him, then back down. Her pussy throbbed, even leaked, moistening her panties.
"May I?" she asked.
"You better. This your dick. Show him you want him, Star. He wants your ass."
"He does?"
The neediness in Star's voice had Swift about to toss her in the bed and ram every inch of his dick inside of her, but he needed to show her that there was more to him than fucking.
He wanted to do more than that when it came to her.
He wanted to make love to her. Girls like Starlah deserved that, even if he didn't deserve to be the one to give it to her.
It was too late, though. That pussy was his.
"Been yours since I saw you looking like a lost puppy on that porch that day. Take care of me, Star."
She wasted no time, easing her hand around his girth before her lips and tongue glided around the head of his dick.
"Fuck." Star's pouty lips and her huge hazel eyes boring into his as she gently sucked him inside her mouth, inch by inch, had him close to tearing up. "You munching on this nigga like you like him."
Star hummed, lowered her jaw even more, then took him completely in with slow sucks while massaging his balls. Swift grunted, his fingers sliding against her scalp, then he wrapped them in her hair.
With slow pumps, he felt her tongue massage his dick. It was wet, warm, and damn near earth-shattering. Just before he released his seed into her mouth, he pulled her head and stepped back. Spittle slowly streamed down her jaw when he caught her chin and attacked her mouth.
With a shove, he kissed, licked, and nipped her lips, chin, and even her neck as he quickly disrobed every piece of clothing from her body. He could barely think when her scent engulfed his nasal passage.
"You smell so goddamn good, Star. Fuck." He looked down at her sticky, syrupy center, slid his hands underneath her lower globes, squatted, and covered her entire pussy with his mouth.
"Swift, fuck! Oh shit!" she hissed, her body squirming, feeling his tongue gently suck her swollen nub.
Star's back arched as tears rained down her face. She couldn't believe Swift could make her feel this good, especially when he slowly released a long stream of saliva and eased one finger inside.
"Ohhh, Swift," she grunted, her body stiff, and he slowly inserted his finger inside her lower hole. "What are you doing?"
"Getting every damn hole ready for me, Star." He winked, then covered that same hole with his mouth, slowly sucking and biting her ass cheeks.
"You can't be this fucking sweet," Swift murmured to her lower hole as it contracted. He couldn't take it anymore when he fisted his dick, admiring the beauty that lay before him before he plunged inside her walls.
Swift didn't move, and he didn't want to when her body began to tremble, trying to adjust to his size. Her chest heaved, matching her walls that started to contract.
"You ain't playing fucking fair, Star. Stop fucking…"
He couldn't complete his thoughts when she began to wind her hips slowly. He gripped her waist, her tiny waist, he held with ease in his huge hands, meeting her thrust for thrust.
"I want you. You want me?"
She nodded, her orbs misty as Swift's dick felt like a magical wand, rendering her speechless.
"Naw, tell me you want me. I need to hear that shit."
He rocked his hips, her walls greedily swallowing his dick.
Starlah felt like heaven on top of heaven if that even existed.
If it didn't, in his mind, that's exactly what her pussy felt like — fucking divine.
Swift had no clue what was up with her and Colt, but he didn't give a fuck. Starlah Steel was his.
"I-I want you, Swift, soooo much."
He didn't know it until then, but he loved hearing his name roll off her tongue. That shit made him want to knock Colt or any other nigga's head off for not only looking at her but thinking about her, too.
"Can I have you?"
"You got me. Shit, Star."
Star lifted one leg and tossed it over his shoulder until he damn near climbed inside of her pussy and tongued her down. His balls slapped underneath her ass as he hit a spot that was made just for him.
"If I cum right now, don't trip, because I'm getting this pussy for the rest of the night. You cool with that?"
"Please, fuck me. I need you inside me, Swift. Fuck me all night," she purred.
It was like Star had put in an order his dick heard with imaginary ears when his body stiffened, and his seeds washed her walls. He didn't realize how much until he felt his semen run down her pussy, onto his thighs. He knew he'd fucked up, and for the first time in his life, he didn't care.
"Shit, goddamn." Even when he had nothing left to give, he didn't want to come out of the best pussy that was hidden in a small ass town called Pellum. "Star, baby?"
"Y-yes?" she panted, feeling his dick throb inside of her when he gripped her chin, forcing her eyes to bore into hers.
"I ain't never done this shit before," he confessed, referring to being inside of her unprotected. His response was met with furrowed brows when it hit him. "Hell naw. I ain't no virgin. I meant me not protecting myself from you."
Swift kept pumping, slowly and then a little faster as his dick hardened once again. Star heard what he said and was honored he'd chosen to be vulnerable with her.
"But this ain't just sex with you." He pecked her lips, still lodged inside of her. "I really want to be with you."
"I want to be with you, too," she confessed.
Swift pulled out of her, lifted Star by her ass cheeks, and covered her entire pussy with his mouth. She immediately came, but he didn't let up. Instead, he inserted his stiff tongue into her canal and tongue-fucked her until she hit the mattress like she was in a wrestling match.
Soon, sleep found them, and both couldn't be any happier.