Chapter 14 #2
She wasn’t allowed to respond because his lips pressed against hers. Softly at first before he pushed his tongue into her mouth while she fisted the sides of his hoodie, leaning into his lengthy frame. All his blood rushed to his dick.
Asao dropped his mouth to her neck, gliding his tongue over her soft, warm skin before he sucked hard.
The first to go was her sweatshirt before his hands palmed her breasts over a black lace bra.
They fit perfectly in the palm of his hands, while his fingers brushed her sides.
Her nipples were already hard before his thumbs roughly grazed them and Asao smirked when she arched her back, leaning deeper into his touch.
“You didn’t answer me?” He moved his right hand and lowered his head to replace his thumb with his mouth. He sucked her nipple and tugged hard enough to have her back arching once more.
“You didn’t give me a chance,” she released in a breathy tone.
He grinned sexily before he bit her nipple roughly causing pain he soothed with his tongue.
“You gonna let me carry all your problems, Mari?” He asked the question for a third time, and although her mouth was free of his, giving her ample opportunity to respond, he made it difficult by sucking hard on her nipple, followed by the pinch of his teeth then his tongue.
When he lifted his eyes, demanding a response, she blew out a calming breath to ground herself.
“Yes.”
He kissed her, a hard, punishing kiss that had Samari distracted enough to not notice his hand had found its way into her sweats until she felt the pressure from his fingers gliding over her pussy.
She sucked in a deep breath when the first one pushed inside of her.
Need slammed through her veins and spread over her body.
He drove his fingers in and out of her, sucking on her tongue until he needed confirmation as to how far they were taking things.
Based on the way she moaned and rolled her hips, grinding against his fingers, Asao had a pretty good idea of how this would end.
If she shut him down, he’d be cool with stepping away, but if she wanted this…
“If you want me to stop, tell me now.”
“I don’t,” she rushed out when her eyes shot up to his, blazing with anger because when he took his mouth away, his fingers left too. Every inch of her felt the absence of his touch.
Asao smirked. “You want me to fuck you, Mari? Because that’s about all I can offer right now. With the way I’m feeling I can’t take it slow?”
“Yes.”
He chuckled and brought his mouth to hers at the same time he lifted her from the stool and pulled her into his chest to make sure she had full access.
His dick was long, thick, and hard when it pressed against her stomach.
He made sure she felt the weight of him because she needed to know what she was agreeing to.
“You sure you want this?” His tongue glided over her lips before he worked it into her mouth with a kiss that had her leaning deeper into his body.
His fingers pushed into her pussy again while his thumb circled her clit in rough, lazy circles.
Heat blazed through her stomach and traveled over her skin as her back arched.
Instead of saying yes, Samari hooked her fingers into the sides of her sweats and worked them over her hips. Her panties went with them, and when the pants dropped from her thighs to the floor, she stepped out of her slides.
Asao offered up another kiss while Samari moved her hands between them and clumsily worked to unfasten his jeans to get her hand on his dick. He was temporarily lost in the vise grip of her fingers around him while her palm firmly jerked him from the base to the head.
“Fuck,” rushed out of his mouth before her back was to the wall and his hand was on her cheek. His thumb moved over her skin and his eyes narrowed on her pretty face. “One last chance.”
She smiled devilishly. “For me or for you?”
He chuckled and pushed a hand into his pocket to retrieve a condom. When he held it up, she removed it from his fingers, ripped it open, and stroked his dick a few more times before she covered him.
His mouth was on her at the same time his hands moved to her waist. She was lifted from the floor and Samari moved her hands between them. She guided him in, groaning lowly when his thickness stretched her until the depth challenged her ability to breathe without effort.
Asao’s fingers dug into the softness of her ass and Samari’s head dropped back against the wall. Her lips parted and she blinked several times before a smile curved her lips. That dropped as soon as he dipped then drove back in, bottoming out.
Her mind crashed and her body spasmed.
He was thick, fuck so thick…
Asao gave himself a moment to simply enjoy the heat wrapped around him.
The flexing of her walls from the intrusion had his dick pulsing and her pussy gripping him tighter.
Every nerve in his body was overly aware of the pineapple and mandarin scent on her skin, the feel of her holding him hostage, and the rhythm of her labored breaths.
He laughed because he was totally fucked. He didn’t stand a chance. She’d caught him slipping and that was a first…
“You’re laughing.”
“’Cause that’s all I can do. There’s no way I’m coming up outta this pussy, Mari. Ever. No fucking way.”
And I don’t think I want you to…
That was the last thought she processed before he drove into her so rough and so deep that she could barely keep up. His fingers gripped her skin while he slammed into her with hard punishing thrusts that had her back and shoulders landing against the wall.
He held her close, pulling her into every thrust he delivered while he sucked her neck and his teeth sank into her skin. Each time he lifted, pulling out, Samari braced herself for his return and Asao didn’t disappoint. He drove into her hard and painfully deep.
“You good, Mari?” There wasn’t anything soft or sweet about the way he was handling her but that would have to do for the moment. He would take his time when he found his way between her thighs again because there damn sure would be a next time.
She swallowed and nodded and his next couple of thrusts granted him low moans and harsh breaths between deep inhales to fill her lungs while he fucked her with the intention of making sure she couldn’t feel anything but him.
When his mouth was on hers again, she returned a kiss just as hard and greedy as he slammed her up and down his dick, encouraging him to fuck her more aggressively.
She took him willingly, drenching his dick a little more each time he bottomed out while she rocked her hips against him, spreading them wider, encouraging her to take him deeper.
“This pussy didn’t stand a chance, Mari. But neither did I,” he said right before his teeth grazed her bottom lip that he bit down on with his next thrust.
“Right there, oh fuck, right there,” she moaned, dropping her head again and Asao tilted her hips higher to give her what she’d demanded.
He didn’t let up and focused on the way she pulsed and tightened around him until every muscle in her body tensed.
Her orgasm hit hard and strong and Asao kept a steady pace chasing his own.
He filled the condom seconds before the muscles in her body loosened and she went slack against him. He thrust as deeply as he could go and kissed her slowly while he moved to the stool and carefully positioned them on it.
Asao’s forehead connected to hers and he laughed again. The low rumble of his voice brought a smile to Samari’s face.
“I’m starting to feel offended because you keep laughing.”
His mouth brushed over hers. “I told you there isn’t shit else I can do but laugh at myself because I just got caught slipping. I’m not coming up off you, Mari. Not even a little bit. I hope you can handle that.
Asao pulled back and his eyes met hers at the same time a smile curled her lips. “I can definitely handle it.”
“You’re really not going to share with me?”
“Didn’t I tell you to order what you wanted?” Asao smirked, watching Samari while she eyed the last few bites of his chili cheese fries.
“I didn’t want to waste a whole order just because I wanted to taste them,” she pouted, licking queso off her fingers.
He finished the last of his fries and closed the containers that held the double cheese bacon burger he’d smashed before he even opened his fries.
“You must be an only child.” He smiled, crossed the room to dump his trash, then dropped back into the computer chair to play around with the two verses Samari had recorded.
“Why do you say that?”
“An only child doesn’t like to share.”
“That means your ass is an only child too.”
She grinned, arching a brow. “What makes you think I’m an only child? I was willing to share my food.”
“An only child feels like they can have whatever they want, because in their minds, everything belongs to them,” she stated with a hint of amusement.
When he glanced over his shoulder and his eyes dropped between her crossed legs, she felt her pussy pulse at the insinuation being made.
She could still feel him. He’d fucked her so hard and good.
Samari came so many times that even the slightest shift of her body, delivered a reminder of how she would be his until the soreness was no longer there.
She felt his thoughts claiming her and she wouldn’t dare say he was wrong.
He made her cum in the booth and twice more in the shower before they dressed and he let her go ham in his Munchies app, ordering food to replenish the energy he’d drained.
She had tacos from Taco Express, which was more than enough food, but the minute he opened his chili cheese fries, her stomach was in knots craving them.
Samari smiled at the sound of her voice flowing around them until she got the second verse and Asao turned with his eyes on her. He remained quiet until she finished the chorus then pressed the button to stop the track.
“You gonna tell me what this song was about?”