Chapter 7 #4
Smoke pulled his mouth away and looked down at me. “Let’s go upstairs.” He took my hand and led me up, and I followed him into his bedroom.
His room was huge and well decorated with a king sized bed that looked comfortable as hell. I barely got a chance to look around before Smoke came up behind me and started kissing my neck. I closed my eyes as his hands ran down my sides and grabbed the bottom of my dress.
“I been waitin’ to pull this shit off since you walked through my front door.”
“I thought you liked it.”
“I do.” He started pulling it over my hips. “That’s the fuckin’ problem.”
I turned around and raised my arms so he could take it the rest of the way off. Smoke tossed my dress behind him and looked me over in my bra and panties while I reached for his shirt. I pulled it over his head, then ran my hands over his chest and stomach.
It was crazy to see he had way more tattoos than he did eight years ago. His chest and arms were covered now, with more ink disappearing beneath his jeans. I touched a few I didn’t recognize before looking back up at him. “I noticed you got a lot more tattoos.”
“Had a lot of time.” My hand stopped on his stomach. I knew what he meant, and apparently he knew exactly where my mind was about to go because he grabbed my chin and made me look at him. “Don’t do that in yo’ head shit.”
He knew me too fucking well. I didn’t get a chance to respond before he kissed me again. His hand moved from my chin to the back of my neck while his other hand reached behind me and unclasped my bra. He pulled it off, tossed it with my dress, and grabbed one of my breasts.
Smoke bent down and sucked my nipple into his mouth while his thumb rubbed over the other one.
I grabbed his shoulders as he switched breasts, then kissed his way down my stomach and dropped to his knees.
He hooked his fingers into my panties and pulled them down my legs, watching me step out of them before looking up at me.
“I’m ’bout to tear this pussy up.”
The confidence in his voice made me even wetter. I climbed onto the bed, and Smoke followed me, pushing my thighs apart before getting between them. He looked down at my pussy, licked his lips, then ran his thumb through me before rubbing it over my clit.
“Mmm,” he groaned as my hips moved against his hand. “Look at you.”
“You know what you’re doing to me already,” I said, already breathing harder.
Smoke smiled and lowered his head between my thighs. “Lemme eat my pussy.” I barely got out a “fuck” before his tongue touched me and my head fell back against the plush mattress.
Smoke dragged his tongue through me before going straight for my clit, and I grabbed the sheets as he started sucking it.
His arm wrapped around my thigh to keep my legs open while his other hand held my hip, and when I tried to move against his mouth, he tightened his grip and kept me right where I was.
“Oh, my God,” I moaned, reaching down to grab the back of his head when he sucked my clit harder. “Right there.”
Smoke groaned against me and kept going.
Every time I tried to lift my hips, he pulled me back down and buried his face deeper between my thighs.
He wasn’t rushing shit either. The other times we had fucked since I came home had been quick and reckless, but this time we were alone in his house with nowhere else to be and nobody around to interrupt us.
Smoke could take his time with me, and that was exactly what his ass was doing.
My thighs started shaking around his shoulders as I got closer. “Sherroddd… fuck. I’m about to come.”
Smoke looked up at me without moving his mouth far from my pussy. “I missed suckin’ on this pussy, baby. I can’t believe I went without this shit for so long.” He went right back to sucking my clit, and that was enough to push me over the edge.
I came hard with my hands gripping his head, crying out while my body shook against his mouth.
“Fuuucckkkk!” Smoke kept licking and sucking my clit while I came, and by the time I started trying to move away from him, my legs were trembling.
“Oh, my God. Shit.” He finally lifted his head, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and climbed over me with a satisfied look on his face.
“You good?” he asked, and I stared at him while I tried to catch my breath.
“Do I look good?”
His eyes moved over me before coming back to my face. “You look fine as fuck.”
I laughed and pushed against his chest. “That wasn’t what I meant. Move.”
His eyebrows pulled together. “For what?” I told him just to move, and Smoke rolled onto his back while I climbed over him. His eyebrows went up when I started moving down his body, and I already knew his ass was about to say something.
“Shut up,” I told him.
He grinned and said, “I ain’t said shit.”
I kissed him before he could start and moved lower to open his jeans. Smoke lifted his hips while I pulled them down, and his dick came free, already hard against his stomach. I wrapped my hand around him and stroked him slowly, watching his face as I moved my hand from the base to the head.
“Fuck, Lace,” he groaned as I lowered my mouth over the head of his dick and slowly took more of him.
Smoke’s jaw tightened, and his hand went into my hair as I worked my mouth down his length.
“Shit,” he groaned, dropping his head back against the pillow when I took him deeper. “You still know what the fuck to do.”
Hearing him lose some of that control turned me on even more, so I took my time sucking him off while my hand worked what I couldn’t fit in my mouth. His fingers tightened around my bun every time I took him deeper, and whenever I looked up, Smoke was already watching me.
“Look at you,” he said, breathing harder. “Pretty ass down there suckin’ my dick like you missed it.”
I pulled my mouth off him long enough to admit, “I did,” before taking him right back into my mouth. Smoke cursed, and his hips lifted before he stopped himself. He watched me for a little longer before reaching down for me.
“Come here before you make me nut in yo’ mouth.” I ignored him and kept sucking his dick until his hand gripped my bun tighter. “Solace.” The warning in his voice made me look up at him without taking my mouth off him, and Smoke groaned when our eyes met. “Bring that ass up here.”
I laughed as he pulled me toward him, but the sound disappeared when he kissed me hard and rolled us over.
He settled between my thighs, and for a second, neither one of us moved.
Smoke looked down at me while I stared back at him, and everything I had managed not to think about since walking into his house tried to come rushing back at once.
The promotion and everything waiting for me back home were still in the back of my mind, but it was hard to think about any of it with Smoke between my legs.
He pushed inside me, and I stopped trying.
“Fuck.” My nails dug into his shoulders as he kept pushing until his dick was buried completely inside me.
Smoke’s eyes closed, and a deep groan came from his chest. “Goddamn, Lace.” He stayed there for a second, breathing hard while my pussy stretched around him. When his eyes opened again, they dropped to my face. “Pussy still the best thing since sliced bread.”
My legs opened wider, and Smoke pulled almost all the way out before slowly pushing back inside. My breath caught as his hips met mine, and the next stroke was just as deep. “Smoke…”
“I hear you, baby.” He kissed me while he started moving, keeping the same slow, deep rhythm until I wrapped my legs around his waist. “Mhm. Just like that.”
I moaned into his mouth and tightened my legs around him.
Smoke groaned when my pussy clenched around his dick, and his forehead dropped against mine for a second before he kissed me again.
There was nothing rushed about the way he fucked me.
Every stroke filled me completely, and every time I tried to pull him closer, he gave me more.
“You still like when I fuck you slow?” Smoke asked against my mouth.
“Yes. God, yesss…”
“I gotchu, baby.” His hand slid beneath my thigh and pushed my leg higher as his mouth moved to my neck.
The next stroke made me cry out, and Smoke answered with a low growl against my skin.
I buried my face against his neck while he kept fucking me deeply, breathing him in as my nails dragged down his back.
I could feel myself getting close again, but I didn’t want him to stop.
I wanted his weight on me, his dick inside me, and all the time we finally had to do this without somebody interrupting us.
Smoke lifted his head and caught my face in his hand. My pussy clenched around him before I could stop it. His face tightened, and a rough groan left him. “Fuck. Do that shit again.”
I couldn’t have stopped if I wanted to. My body was already tightening around him, and Smoke knew it. He pushed my thigh higher and fucked me harder, the slow rhythm finally breaking as the bed started moving beneath us. “Don’t stop,” I moaned.
His hand tightened around my thigh as he drove into me. “You feel too fuckin’ good.”
My orgasm hit before I could answer. My entire body tightened beneath him, and I cried out as my pussy clenched hard around his dick. Smoke cursed and buried his face against my neck, groaning while he fucked me through it until my legs were shaking around his waist.
Before I could fully come down, Smoke rolled onto his back and pulled me with him until I was straddling his waist. His dick was still hard between us, and I barely had time to catch my breath before Smoke grabbed my hips and looked up at me. “Get on top.”
“You always did like to go round for round.”
His hand slid between my legs, and two of his fingers dragged slowly through the wetness still covering me. I squirmed when he rubbed over my clit, but Smoke only smirked and kept playing with me.