Chapter 5 Valleigh #2
Sym burst out laughing, easing a little bit of the tension building amongst us. “Man, I told you, don’t start no mess, Tau.”
She bucked at him and mushed his head to the side before plopping down on the seat beside us.
“That’s your little whore that can’t keep her hate to herself.
She’s already stankin’ up the section with her atrocious fucking BBL smell.
” She scrunched up her nose and waved her hand in her face. “Eeeyuckk!”
Literally, everyone within earshot fell out, laughing. I could only smirk because she’d brought it on herself. I wasn’t the messy or drama type, so Tau and I balanced out well. My girl was on all that, especially when it came to me.
Ol’ girl’s mouth fell open as she hopped to her feet. To make matters worse, Tau started losing her balance as if by some external force. She was on a roll; she lived for roasting people to a crispy pulp.
“Big, bloated bitch, shaking the whole damn building. Ass so big them cheeks rubbing together like tectonic plates. I’m scared she gon’ start an earthquake if she stomps away.
” The girl’s fists balled up like she was ready for a fight, and since my best friend never turned one down, she continued to antagonize her.
“You gon’ hit me? That’s so unladylike. I thought IG baddies were supposed to be classy. ”
Sym slapped a hand over Tau’s mouth while howling like a damn wolf. He was laughing so hard that there were tears streaming from his eyes. “Dawg, shut up. You funny as shit.”
The girl folded her arms over her chest. “Really, Symphony? You’re going to let her talk to me like that?”
He lazily shrugged his shoulders. “You started with my girl first. You lucky I let her get on you ’cause if I start up, I promise you’re going to run out of here in tears for real.
” She looked like a raging bull, standing there.
I guessed she thought she meant something to Sym by fucking him, but he was unfazed by her presence, maybe even a little annoyed by it.
“Matter fact, you want to get out of here?”
I nodded with a grin. “I thought you would never ask.”
The view of the city below was magical enough to make me forget about everything that transpired at the club. I heard shuffling behind me and spun around in time to see Sym placing his Glock on the island. When he noticed me watching him, he grinned like a Cheshire cat.
“You like that?” he asked, referencing the pole right in the middle of the living room. I trailed my fingers along the cool metal and nodded. He chuckled with a shake of his head. “Would you like something to drink?”
“Yes, please.”
He pulled down a bottle of that expensive cognac from the club. I think it was called Cadet or something like that. By the time he poured up two shots, I’d already flipped myself upside down on the pole.
“Oh shit.” He cursed when he noticed me.
I tossed my bodyweight around before spinning around until I was standing again.
I could tell he was impressed from the expression on his face.
Holding the shots in his hand, he closed the distance between us.
“You got my dick hard as fuck. That was too fucking sexy. What else you know how to do on that pole?”
I smirked, accepting the shot from him. “You want to find out?” He nodded like an eager little kid. I giggled before motioning for him to toast me. After our glasses clinked together, I tossed my shot back. “One more, please.”
He literally ran to get the bottle before coming back to stand in front of me. Instead of pouring it in my glass, he said, “Open wide.”
I stared at him, then popped my mouth open for him to pour liquor down my throat. I was certain he poured me way more than a single shot, but it was cool. Now that we were alone, I didn’t mind getting loose.
“Turn on some music,” I instructed him.
I was still wearing my outfit from the club, but the corset wouldn’t do.
I unzipped it and tossed it to the side, leaving me in my mini skirt and bra.
I leaned against the pole, waiting for Sym to join me.
He rushed over to the couch with the bottle still in hand when he saw me halfway naked.
Seconds later, the sound of August Alsina’s “Pornstar” began to play. He’d fucked up now.
Just as I began walking seductively around the pole, getting into character, Sym did something to lower the lights.
With the city as my backdrop, I really got into my element.
I already had a pole routine to that song, so I just performed it for him.
He was sitting there, watching me in awe.
He couldn’t tear his eyes away from me, as if they were permanently glued to my body.
I got so lost in the music that, after a while, I forgot Sym was there.
Doing a spin move, I fell to the floor in a split, then bounced my ass in tune with the song.
It morphed into “My Body” by LSG, and I crawled across the floor to Sym.
He was nibbling on his bottom lip, trying to maintain his restraint, his free hand clenched into a fist.
I straddled his lap, took that hand, and rubbed it down the front of my body while winding my hips on him. My body began to heat up when I felt his hardness beneath me. I damn near started to salivate at the mouth. “More,” I said, nodding toward the liquor.
He poured some in my mouth, but before I could swallow it, he kissed me deeply, drinking what was left.
I’d never shared a damn shot, and it turned me all the way up.
I quickly stopped the kiss before going back to the pole.
With my eyes leveled on Sym’s handsome face, I shimmied out of my skirt before tossing it aside. Now, I was only in my bra and panties.
I kicked myself back up on the pole, then went into a series of spins and twirls that included me doing a split in the air.
That move had Sym up on his feet, mouth wide fucking open.
He walked over to me on the pole as I twisted my legs into the eagle pose.
Before I could register what was happening, Sym had his face buried between my legs.
I shivered when he inhaled deeply before swiping his tongue across my pussy.
He moaned seconds before I witnessed a chill race down his spine.
I think that was the last of his resolve melting away because he started eating my pussy as if I wasn’t suspended in the air and holding myself up by my sheer strength alone.
“Mmmm.” I moaned as I slowly began to slide toward the floor.
He slid right down to the carpet with me.
Not once did he remove his tongue from my slippery folds.
My arms shook in relief once I was on the floor.
Never coming up for air, he pushed my legs as far apart as they would go before suckling on my clit.
My back arched off the floor while I watched him devour me like a fucking expert.
Every lick, suck, and kiss made the heated blood in my veins hum.
He slid two fingers inside me, and that was when things got a little wild.
He started sucking my clit, then spitting on it and sucking it all back up over and over again, being relentless with his slobbering and suction combination.
My legs shook violently, and I knew an orgasm was on the brink of overtaking my senses. “Sym,” I called out for him.
“Yes, baby?” he asked in the sultriest voice I’d ever heard. Another wave of ecstasy washed over me, and I knew there was no fighting it. “Let me see what you look like when you cum, Leigh.”
He hooked his fingers inside me, strumming that rough patch against my wall, the one that increased the levels of wetness seeping out of me. He started placing kisses on my clit—hard, . . . melodic, . . . delicious kisses that made my toes curl.
Slowly, my body relinquished all control to him.
I squirted straight into his mouth, and he proudly smiled at his handiwork.
He continued to lap me up with a satisfied hum deep in the back of his throat.
It vibrated my sensitive clit, causing another shockwave of pleasure to cease my ability to do anything other than lie in place and take it.
The second he lifted his mouth off me, I sat up and pushed him on his back.
I helped him strip out of his clothes. With him lying flat on his back, I climbed on top of him.
With my feet planted on both sides of him, I eased down his thick shaft.
My mouth instantly began to water, and I knew I had to taste him first.
Changing my position so I was between his legs, I admired the veins running up the length of his dick. It was so fucking hard; it felt strong in my hands. I lowered my mouth to his head with my eyes on him. He lifted on his elbows to watch me, so of course, I put on a show.
I spat on his tip then shoved him down my throat.
I loved the sound of him moaning. Instead of going slow, I went dumb on him, slobbering all over him as if I had no control of my motor functions.
“Ooh, mmm.” He moaned, hands grasping for something but coming up with air.
His eyes were pinched closed while his jerking body indicated I had his head gone.
While stroking him with my hand, I dipped lower and sucked on his balls. I heard his toes cracking over the sound of the music playing. I could feel the muscles in his thighs tightening. Suddenly, he snatched me up by my hair.
“Oh, hell nah. You got me moaning like a bitch. Sit on my shit right fucking now, baby.”
I followed instructions, using my feet for leverage. With my hands planted on his chest, I started to frog hop on him. My mouth fell open in silent horror, feeling him rip through me. No man had ever stretched me to that capacity before.
He smacked my ass cheeks, encouraging me to keep going.
I had no intentions of stopping, so I put my hands behind my head, then started twirling my hips on his dick.
The music had me in my own world, with eyes that wouldn’t stop rolling to the back of my head and a mouth that wouldn’t stop letting the world know just how good Sym’s dick felt inside me.
Sym sat up and cradled me close to this chest while pushing upward to punish me from the bottom.
The heat of our bodies and the friction of us grinding into each other had me on the verge of losing my sanity.
“I’m about to bust all in your pussy, baby.
You might as well get ready to head to the courthouse at first light because we gotta get married now. ”
I smirked instead of responding because I lost my ability to speak long ago. He grabbed a handful of my hair and jerked my head back. He began kissing and sucking all over my neck.
“You hear me, Valleigh? You belong to me.”
I knew it was dangerous territory, but it was too late to fight against it now. He was too deep . . . too fucking fine, . . . and too delusional for me to ignore. “I hear you, baby,” I finally replied.
Hearing my voice sent him over the edge as he slammed into me one last time.
My entire world turned to darkness when I released that time.
I bit down on Sym’s shoulder, hoping it would muffle my scream, but it didn’t—at least not enough.
I was sure the neighbors heard me come unraveled that time, and my humming body was proof that I didn’t care about it.
I gripped Sym’s jaw and forced him to look at me. “That means you belong to me too.”
He offered me a lazy smile. “That was never even up for discussion. From the moment I walked into your classroom, I have been yours, Valleigh.”