Chapter Twenty #3
“Shut up.” He popped her on the ass. “Go ahead, get in.”
“Wait, you forgot something.”
“What?” he asked, staring at her body. Tyler was standing there butt booty naked beside the monitor on her ankle. There wasn’t anything left on her body except…
“My wig.” She propped her hand on her hip.
“Mannnnn,” Logic cackled. “Stop playing.”
“Nigga, this is a five-hundred-dollar wig and I like the curls. You took off my panties, now take off my wig.”
“I don’t even know how to take this shit off.”
“Slip your hands under the back, slide the band off, and lightly pull it forward. And be careful, don’t pull my edges.”
“Bro,” he groaned.
“Come on, Lionel, take it off.”
“Call me that shit again and I’ll shave the rest of this little shit off.”
“Oop,” Tyler snickered. “Come on before all the hot water runs out.”
Doing as she instructed, Logic removed her wig, careful not to snatch her edges. When he attempted to drop the wig on the floor, Tyler grabbed it and held it to her chest.
“Don’t put her on the floor, and since you want me in your space, you need to get me a wig head.”
“I don’t know what that shit is, but if that’s what you need, I’ll get it.”
“Thank you.” Tyler smiled, sitting her wig on the counter.
Pulling the curtain back, she carefully stepped into the shower, closing the curtain behind her so all the heat wouldn’t escape.
“Can you put on some music?” Tyler asked, standing under the water.
“What do you wanna hear?”
“Surprise me.”
“Aight, I got you.”
Seconds later, Janet Jackson’s Any Time, Any Place started playing.
Tyler smiled. She hadn’t heard the song in forever and it was perfect.
Picking up the Dove bodywash, she poured some into the palms of her hands and started massaging it into her body.
With her eyes closed, Tyler’s hands moved across her breasts, around her nipples, and down to her stomach.
“So, I take off your clothes and shifty ass wig while you do the fun part?” Logic asked, stepping in front of her.
Tyler opened her eyes, she started to say something smart, but him standing there naked caused her to pause.
Tyler knew Logic was working with a nice tool, but the nine inch, thick masterpiece saluting her was a sight for sore eyes.
It was the length, the width, the veins, the smooth chocolate color.
It was perfect and had her salivating at the mouth.
“You can finish,” Tyler blurted, dropping her hands to her side.
“Let me find out you want my creep ass rubbing on your body,” he simpered.
“I do.”
Reaching around her, Logic picked up the soap and lathered the washcloth in his hands.
He started with her neck, her arms, her breasts, stomach, and then dropped to her ass, her legs and then her feet.
By the time he started rinsing her, Tyler’s chest was heaving up and down.
Her pussy pulsated with excitement as his hands traveled up her body and landed between her thighs.
“You gone let me taste this pussy?” Logic asked, parting her lips with his fingers.
“Uh huh,” Tyler moaned.
“You gone let me fuck you against the wall?” He kissed her neck.
“Yes, b-b-but I need to tell you something,” Tyler moaned as his fingers explored her insides.
“What’s that?”
“I uh- I have-
“You have what?” Logic frowned, damn near snatching his fingers out of her pussy. “You got that shit?”
“Wait, what?” Tyler wanted to laugh at the concerned look on his face. “It’s nothing like that,” she promised, touching his chest, but Logic didn’t see shit funny.
“Then you gotta get to the point, baby girl. I was about to bury my face in your pussy and if you got some shit-
“I have anorgasmia.”
“The fuck is that?” He squinted, running the term through his head.
“Umm, well I don’t have orgasms. I mean I do and I have before, but it takes a lot for me to reach the finish line.”
“Oh, so you saying that nigga wasn’t fucking you right?”
“It wasn’t his fault.”
“I beg to differ.” Logic shrugged. “As your man it was his job to explore all opportunities to make sure you were satisfied, but I keep telling you that nigga weak as fuck. I got you though.” Logic kissed her lips. “I’mma make that pussy talk.”
“I’m serious. It’s a real thing and I don’t want you to feel bad when you’re all out of breath and I’m waiting for more.”
“I got this,” he promised. “You ready to get out?”
“No, I need to wash you up.” Tyler grinned sexily up at him.
“Do your thing.”
Switching places, Logic stood under the showerhead as Tyler soaped up the other washcloth.
Like him, she started at his neck before moving down his arms and his chest. When she reached his dick, Tyler dropped the towel.
Pouring soap into her hand, she reached under his dick and started massaging his balls.
“Baby girl,” Logic growled, trying to keep his composure.
“You want me to stop?” Tyler asked, leaning up to kiss his lips as she continued to massage his balls.
“Nah,” he uttered.
Dropping to her knees, Tyler took his dick into her hand, showing it the same attention. She scrubbed his pubic hair, massaged his shaft, and then thoroughly rinsed it off. Logic opened his eyes just in time to see Tyler taking him into her mouth.
“Straight up,” he muttered, watching water cascade down her face.
Unphased, Tyler twirled her tongue around the head of his dick before swallowing him whole.
With one hand still massaging his balls, she used the other one to slowly stroke him in her mouth.
The more she licked and sucked him, the more she became excited.
Logic’s dick felt smooth on her tongue, and the feel of his thick shaft gliding in and out of her mouth was addictive.
“Fuck.” Logic bit into his lip as he watched her please him.
He couldn’t look away if he wanted to. The girl of his dreams was on her knees in his shower giving him the best fucking head of his life.
Just when he thought the shit couldn’t get any better, Tyler pulled his dick out of her mouth and glided the ball of her tongue ring up from the hidden space behind his balls to the tip of his shaft.
Seductively, she slapped his dick against her tongue and proceeded to deep throat him again.
Trapped in her web, Logic stared into Tyler's eyes as the muscles in her throat suffocated his dick.
“You gone swallow this nut, baby girl?” Logic's hand found the back of her head.
“Uh huh,” Tyler mumbled as he controlled her movements.
“Show me.”
Dropping her hands to her side, Tyler bobbed her head back and forth while locking her jaws.
Even when Logic wanted to run, he couldn’t.
Tyler was trying to suck his soul through the tip of his dick, and he couldn’t take it.
His fingers dug into the back of her head, his toes cracked in anticipation, and the veins on the side of his neck throbbed.
Tyler was showing the fuck out. Stretching her tongue out, she gave Logic nothing but warm, wet throat, and he happily accepted.
His knees buckled as the tip of his dick touched the back of her throat.
“Fuck!” Logic felt lightheaded as his body jerked and his dick jumped in her mouth.
“Mmm,” Tyler moaned, swallowing his warm nut. Pulling his dick out of her mouth, she stared up at him while toying with his nut on the tip of her tongue.
“You nasty as fuck,” he growled, mesmerized. If sunken places were real, he was there. Logic was trapped. All the nerves in his body huddled at the tip of his dick, causing him to jerk and moan like a bitch every time she swiped her tongue ring across the head of his dick.
“Why you wanna play with your life like this?” Logic’s icy glare made the hair on the back of her neck stand up.
“What are you talking about?” Tyler asked, standing to her feet.
“Sucking my dick like that comes with consequences.”
“Consequences?”
“Fuck yea. From this moment forward I'm on whatever,” he warned her.
“You crazy.” She laughed him off, but Logic didn’t flinch. He was dead ass serious.
“Nah.” Logic kissed her lips. “Thanks to you and that nasty ass mouth, I’m deranged. Bend over.”
“As fun as that sounds, you gotta take me home.” Tyler smiled up at him. “My tether needs to go on the charger.” She stared down at the blinking red light.
“I know you fucking lying.” Logic sucked his teeth, making her laugh. “Let me just put the head in.”
“Nope, we gotta go.”
“Look at this,” he said as he palmed his dick. “You telling me you don’t wanna feel this?” Logic asked, massaging the tip of his dick.
“I do, but…”
She glanced down at the blinking monitor and then at his dick. “Ok, just the head.”
“Good girl.” Logic kissed her lips once more. “Turn around and bend over.”
Turning around, Tyler placed her leg on the edge of the tub and arched her back.
She gripped the wall, anticipating the feel of his dick, but was instead met with his lips pressed against her ass cheek.
Softly, Logic kissed each cheek before parting them.
Starting at the top of her round ass, he rolled his tongue down her crack, lightly twirled his tongue around her wet asshole before he latched on to her clitoris.
“Oh my godddd,” Tyler moaned.
“Mmm,” Logic groaned, sucking her pussy like a juicy ass peach on a hot summer day.
“Looooooo,” Tyler cooed, rocking her hips against his face. “I gotta go, Lo,” she reminded him, hating that she had to stop him from feasting on her sweet spot.
“Aight, just the head,” he promised, standing to his feet.
Pressing his hand in the center of her back, Logic prompted her to bend over, and Tyler followed his command. Placing his head at her opening, Logic slowly pushed himself inside of her as soft moans bounced off the bathroom walls. Just like he thought, Tyler’s pussy was warm, soft, gushy, and wet.
“Fuck,” Logic growled, letting his head fall back. He had no clue how he was supposed to stop, let alone pull out. Fucking with him, they’d have a baseball team of kids because her pussy was top tier.
“I’m on whatever,” Logic promised as he thrust inside her.
He didn’t know if it was her big booty hitting his midsection or the way her pussy gripped his dick. Either way, Logic was all in. He wanted the good, the bad, and whatever else came with pussy like hers.
Beep beep beep!
The ankle monitor sounded off, stopping him mid-stroke.
“Man, this some bullshit,” Logic complained, not wanting to slide out of her. “You didn’t bring your charger?”
“No nigga,” Tyler giggled. “Take me home before they lock me up.”
“Aight, we can finish in the car.”
“I’m not about to fuck you in the car.”
“What I’mma do with this?” Logic asked, looking down at his hard, glossy dick.
“Borrow your brother's lotion.” Tyler giggled, stepping out of the shower.