Chapter 14 #2
He paused, then looked around as he wondered how she made it to the jacuzzi. He watched her here and there, though. She could move her legs a bit more than she revealed, but he’d worry about that later because when leaving to go to the bedroom, he had no problem carrying her.
“What?”
“Nothing,” he muttered, then stepped inside.
Once both feet were in, he slid down to the bottom, then pulled her across his lap.
Her skin was sweaty from the heat, a bit flushed, too.
Her hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail with a few strands sticking to her skin.
She was fucking beautiful. He couldn’t wait to get inside of her, needing nothing in between at all as they sat skin to skin. One leg moved, and her body stiffened.
“Does it hurt? Your legs?”
“Not now. Before, though.”
She lowered her gaze, feeling self-conscious, when he lifted her chin.
He motioned with a nod for her to continue.
He was all in. Nothing she told him would change how he felt.
Her legs were only a part of her. What mattered most to him was her heart, her ability to be loyal.
He could help her work on anything else as they navigated through learning about each other.
“My lower back and hips mostly. That’s when I knew there was a chance I could walk. The feeling of tingling first, then discomfort.”
He sat up, slowly wrapping each leg around his body, one at a time. He pressed against hers when he felt her body tremble.
“You’re safe with me. Always will be,” he whispered and kissed her against her lips, amazed at the woman hidden all this time. He wouldn’t dare question it, though, since he prayed God had saved the best for last.
“The fuck did I get here, Kee? Damn.” He chortled and lowered his head when she nudged him on his shoulder.
“Really, nigga?”
“Alright, alright. I’m saying, though. A nigga honored you chose me for this.”
His voice was low, soft like a whisper, as he slid his tongue inside of her mouth.
She grunted when he latched his hand around her neck.
He damn near swallowed her mouth, sloppily tonguing her down with no desire for it to end.
She grunted, feeling his hardened shaft that pressed underneath her ass.
“I can’t wait any longer,” he confessed, his hands gripping her ass cheeks. “Babe?”
“It’s okay.” She barely pushed it out when he lifted her just enough, lining his dick with her center as he eased inside of her. He rolled his hips, guiding hers along the way. She hissed, her eyes watering as he stretched her walls.
“The fuck. Got damn.” He huffed when his penis was fully consumed by her entire tunnel.
His eyes grew dark, murderous even. She had the fucking prize of all prizes right between her legs.
Her walls contracted then relaxed as he sat in the pussy, willing himself not to release prematurely.
He quickly snatched her hair back, then slid his tongue up her neck until his mouth landed on her ear.
“You done fucked up, and you don’t even know it. Wrap your arms around my neck, and hold me.”
He pecked her lips, swollen lips, as he slowly eased in and out of her pussy. To know he was the only man to have her in the way she’d gifted herself to him, fueled his need to put a name on what they were and what they were doing.
“You’re mine. You hear me?” She nodded before her head tilted back, and she moaned. “Yeah, moan for me, Kee.”
He’d practically bent her backward, bottoming the pussy out. Water splashed and covered her body. He quickly took her mouth, viciously and mercilessly fucking her as her nails dragged down his back.
“Scooter?” Her voice was shaky, matching the tremors of her walls. “I think I’m—” She didn’t think. She knew. She also knew it was the first time her body experienced such pleasure and from a man. “Baby, I’m cumming.”
“Cum and get that first shit over with.” He took one nipple into his mouth, feeding himself as he pumped and pumped with both hands filled with her lower globes.
She was petite and limber and had the best pussy, to him, on this side of heaven.
It had to be when his toes curled and locked, his balls tingling.
“I want this pussy quivering out of control. This shit feels good?” he asked. She couldn’t respond as orgasmic waves ripped through her body, her walls clenching his dick.
“Oh, I feel that shit.” He kissed her forehead. “Cum, Kee. Cum on this dick.” He grunted when her pussy tightened, and her back stilled. She cried out and panted as she came completely undone.
“That’s that shit I needed from you. Now, I need you on that bed.”
“Wait—” She yelped when he stood, stepping out of the jacuzzi. He had one arm underneath her ass, the other holding her neck as he hungrily sucked, licked, and bit her chin and lower lip. In the dark, he made his way to her bed and lowered her on her back.
“Scooter?”
She gasped when he lifted both legs and dove straight in, his tongue dragging from the crack of her ass all the way to her engorged clitoris. She cried, literally cried, as he lapped and sucked until she came all over his tongue.
“Fuck, you taste so damn good.”
She could barely think, but she didn’t need to.
He was in control, and when he was, she had to do nothing.
That alone was different for her. She’d turned over the reins, become completely submissive when he sat, grabbed his shaft, and fed her so much dick that she could feel it in her chest. Scooter was greedy as fuck when it came to her, and very territorial.
He stretched her walls, her lower lips puffy from the pounding he was putting on her.
“Talk to me.”
His husk-filled voice vibrated against her skin as he nipped and licked her neck. Kaleela was no slouch, but he knew this was new territory for her. Her response was a winding of her hips, meeting him thrust for thrust. Her pussy was wet and warm as he damn near climbed inside of her.
“I-I’m good.”
“Just what I needed to hear.” He slid from between her legs, then rolled her onto his lap, gripping her by the waist. “I’m about to bottom this pussy out. Don’t worry. If you need more rest, I got the boys.”
And bottom out, he did. He worked her over so good, even putting her on her side before he lifted one leg and thrust inside of her from the back.
“This shit too fucking good,” he whispered in her ear. All they could hear was his balls slapping her ass cheeks. “You hear me?”
“Y-Yeahhhhh.” He bit her shoulder, his stomach clenching as his seed forcefully flooded her walls.
“Fuckkkk.” He grunted, his body jerking as he held on to her as if his life depended on it.
He had to be delirious as a little voice in his head almost whispered that he loved her.
Once he was done, his body collapsed, but he didn’t let her go.
“Get some rest, baby. I’m about to sleep in the pussy.” Her eyes shot open, and she tried to sit up. “Kee?”
She snickered.
“I may want some more. Nigga about to be gone, so I need you to drain these motherfuckers. Understand?”
“Yes,” she whispered, feeling her cheeks hike.
“I’ll take care of you in the morning.” Before morning, as predicted, he’d climbed back in the pussy, and that time, he was sure he didn’t need to see Serita. He prayed that Nazir hadn’t sent her those tickets.