Chapter 15 #3
My breathing felt shallow. Heart skipping. Stomach knotting. I felt nervous and excited at the same time. This shit was blowing me, but I didn't know how to control myself. I wasn't even sure if I wanted to.
You wanna eat my pussy, don't you?" she whispered.
I nodded slowly.
"Say it." She ran her thumb across my bottom lip.
My voice didn’t even sound like my own when I spoke. "I wanna eat your pussy, Gianna."
She smiled again. "Good job," she cooed. Letting my face go, she leaned back more, spreading her legs wider. "Go ahead. Taste it."
I didn’t even try to fight it anymore. Whatever this urge was had me locked in.
I wanted to devour her—please her. So, I did.
Dropped to my knees in a position that a man like me never took.
I situated myself on the plush carpet and gripped her thighs.
Dipping my head, I pressed my nose to it first, inhaling her scent deeply.
My eyes fluttered closed as dopamine hit me like a drug. "Shit you smell good," I murmured.
I felt her hand rest on the back of my head.
I extended my tongue and licked her slowly.
It was a wrap after that. I dove in, licking and sucking her pussy while her moans filled the air.
The louder her moans got, the more I devoured her.
I could feel her legs trembling around my head as my grip tightened on her thighs.
"Fuck…just like that, Boss. I'm 'bout to cum," she panted.
I groaned and sucked her clit softly, putting two fingers inside her clenching walls and fingering her at the same time.
"Yes…right there. Go faster!" she demanded.
I fingered her hole faster, keeping a steady rhythm on her clit.
Her legs locked around my head. With a loud yelp I could feel her walls clenching around my fingers as she came all over my tongue.
I let her ride the wave, until her body relaxed.
Coming up for air, I licked my lips, her wetness soaking my mustache and beard.
I puckered my lips inhaling deeply wanting to trap that smell in there.
"Fuck me now," she said.
Grabbing a condom, I rolled it on quickly, snatched her towards the edge of the bed and plunged in.
"Fuck, Gianna," I groaned. Stretching her legs out until she was almost in a split, I grabbed her titties and fucked her.
Her mouth was parted open, breathing rapidly as I dug in that shit like I was trying to drill for oil.
"Shit, nigga!" she yelled out gripping my forearms.
"This dick hitting them walls good, mama? Tell me?" I groaned.
She dug her nails in my arms. "Yes…so fucking good."
My tip pulsed and I leaned down, pressing my chest against hers, as my nut built. "Cum with me, sexy." I growled as I hit it harder, deeper. "Fuckkk!!!" I roared as my vison blurred and spots danced in front of my eyes.
"Fuckkk!!!" she moaned, back, still digging in my arms hard enough to leave dents.
We exploded together.
I collapsed on top of her breathless. "What the fuck," I managed to breathe out, in disbelief. "Ain't no way you got me nutting this hard with a rubber on."
She gave me that sexy laugh. "I could say the same."
I balanced on my elbows to look down at her. Sweat beaded on her forehead, I gently wiped it off. "Fuck you doing to me, Gianna?" I asked seriously.
She blinked those big, brown eyes at me. "Giving you an experience."
My conversation with Syrus flashed in my mind. "You give every nigga you fuck an experience like this?" I asked, unable to hide the bite in my voice.
She smiled slowly. "Don’t ask questions you don't want the answer to, Boss."
I exhaled slowly but didn't respond. Once again, I had to remind myself that she wasn't mine.
She was a professional. An object of a man's sexual desires for the right price.
But my nostrils still flared, and the jealousy settled in my gut.
Climbing off her, I walked over to the garbage to toss the condom away.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked, turning towards her and watching as she carefully wiped between her legs.
"That depends on what the question is." She tossed the wet wipe away and grabbed another.
"How did you know I would like…shit like that?" I didn’t wanna say it out loud and was hoping she caught the hint.
She tossed the wipe and sat up looking over at me. "Call it a superpower, but I've always been good at studying people. Especially men. I could tell what you wanted but didn't want to say out loud."
I folded my arms across my chest, leaning against the wall. All that good boy shit…I liked it way too much. Being told what to do. Damn…was she trying to ho me?
"You don’t have to be embarrassed, Boss," she pulled me from my thoughts.
I looked back over at her silent but waiting.
"There's nothing wrong with what you like," she continued. "Sometimes you like being in control. Other times…you like relinquishing it. I fulfill both because I enjoy both."
I dragged my hands down my face trying to process this new…kink about myself. "This is between us, right?" I asked carefully. "No bullshit?"
She smiled warmly. "Of course," she nodded. "Anything we do stays between us. I promise."