23. Blessing #2
Once Saint and Miss Jackie came back from Georgia, Serenity broke the news about her pregnancy.
To our surprise, she already knew. Once she realized her dreams of fish weren’t about me, she knew it was Serenity.
She took it better than we expected, and the situation was handled quickly.
Serenity pinned the father of her child on some athlete at her school.
I knew it was wrong to keep the truth from Saint, but Dru promised to handle Pee for me.
I couldn’t let him ruin his career over this shit.
By the end of the week, Pee would be locked in a prison cell for the rest of his life.
His perverted ass deserves everything he has coming for him.
“It’s not your fault. You were just trying to get closure. You’re not wrong for that. Things didn’t go as planned, and that’s okay. Everything is going to work out exactly how it’s supposed to.”
The food was amazing, and I was stuffed, but we weren’t ready to leave yet. I’d ordered a blueberry mint hookah and a few rounds of shots. I glanced over at Saint as I slowly inhaled the hookah. His eyes were already on me.
“Come here.” He motioned me closer to him.
“I’m already as close as I can get. You want me in your skin?” I giggled.
“I want you right here.” He leaned back, pulling me into his lap. His hands immediately went around my waist as he buried his face into my neck. “You smell so fucking good.” His soft repeatedly pecked my neck.
“Stoooop. People are looking at us!” I squealed, feeling his teeth sink into my neck. It sent heat straight to my core.
“I don’t give a fuck. Let them.”
I leaned forward, winding my hips against him to the beat of Juvenile’s Slow Motion.
His hands went from my hips to my ass, rubbing and gripping it.
I almost forgot where we were when he gripped the back of my neck, bringing me back against his chest. He kissed me roughly, shoving his tongue into my mouth.
I could taste the tequila on his tongue.
I moaned into his mouth as his hand grazed the exposed skin on my chest.
“Um... excuse me. Sorry to interrupt.” The waiter started. Saint pulled away from me, adjusting me in his lap. “Your bill has been taken care of. Enjoy the rest of your night.” He took the empty shot glasses before hurrying away from the booth.
“Let’s go before I fuck you in this booth,” Saint whispered into my ear. I quickly stood from his lap and grabbed my purse. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me.
As soon as I stepped through the front door and kicked my boots off, my body was shoved against the wall.
I watched the buttons on my jacket fall to the floor as he ripped it open.
He tugged my breasts from the lace bra before sucking one of my hardened nipples into his mouth.
I softly moaned, running my hand down his head.
My pussy thumped with anticipation. He gave my other nipple the same attention.
My skirt was yanked up my hips as he knelt in front of me.
He threw one of my thick thighs on his shoulder and shoved his face between my legs, inhaling my arousal.
He pushed my soaked thong to the side and latched onto my clit.
I hissed, fighting back my orgasm. My hips bucked against his face as my juices leaked from me.
He trailed his tongue from my bud to my opening a few times before shoving it inside of me.
My moans grew louder as his tongue explored my creaming hole.
I couldn’t fight it anymore. I came right in his mouth. He didn’t waste a drop.
“You taste so fucking good.” He groaned against my center before standing to his feet.
His face was covered in my juices. I attacked his lips, shoving my tongue into his mouth.
Our tongues danced against each other as he lifted me off the floor.
I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding onto him as he made his way upstairs to the bedroom.
Our kiss didn’t break until he tossed me onto the bed.
I giggled, watching him remove his clothes.
His tattoo-covered chest and broad shoulders turned me on.
I sank my teeth into my bottom lip as his long, thick, veiny dick sprang from his boxers.
Precum oozed from his mushroom-shaped tip.
My mouth watered in anticipation of having him down my throat.
I crawled to the edge of the bed, lay on my back, and hung my head off the edge of the bed.
He wasted no time standing over me. I stuck my tongue out, collecting every drop of precum from his tip before sliding him into my mouth.
My walls clenched at the sounds of his grunts.
He wrapped his hand around my throat, slowly stroking my mouth until his entire length was in my throat.
“Fuck Bless.” He groaned, pumping faster. “You look so fucking pretty with my dick in your mouth.” I flicked my tongue up and down the vein on his dick, causing him to hiss. He pulled out of my mouth and slapped his tip against my lips. I was so wet that there was a puddle forming between my lips.
“I need to feel you inside of me,” I whined, spreading my legs open as he climbed onto the bed.
He leaned down, hooking my legs around his waist as he slid between them.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him passionately.
Like always, I felt a jolt of electricity as soon as our lips met.
He stared into my eyes as he pushed inside of me.
I moaned into his mouth, loving the way he stretched me.
My pussy grew wetter with every stroke. His hands gripped the sides of my face as his tongue explored my mouth. I grinded underneath him, digging my nails into his back. “Damn, this shit feels so good, baby.” He buried his face into my neck, stroking me faster.
“I-I’m about to cum!” I stuttered as my stomach tightened.
“Gimme that shit baby.” He hissed, pounding me faster.
He bit down on my neck as I came undone around him. “Fuck I love you so fucking much Saint. Don’t stop!” I moaned as he fucked me through my orgasm.
He pulled out of me, looking down at his cream-coated dick.
“Look at this mess you made on me. Turn around.” He demanded.
I got on all fours, bouncing each ass cheek before arching my back.
“Stop before I put a fuckin’ baby in you.
” He got behind me, spreading both of my ass cheeks open before slamming inside of me.
“Shit!” I screamed out in pleasure, digging my fingers into the sheets. Saint held my hips while he pounded me mercilessly. He didn’t stop until both of us were cumming. His dick throbbed inside of me as he planted soft kisses down my spine.
“I love you.” He mumbled against my damp skin.
That night, Saint couldn’t stay out of me. We went round after round until I couldn’t take anymore.