Chapter 7
Chapter Seven
Holidaee was trouble…and I loved the fuck out of her name.
I was in fuckin’ trouble. This girl had me ready to say fuck everything I stood on business.
“Let go, baby,” I growled against her skin.
The word baby slipped out before I could stop it. A name I hadn’t called a woman since Layani. It felt right calling Holidaee that, and that was the fuckin’ problem.
I watched her come apart, her body arching and the screams of pleasure filling the room.
As her body shuddered and went limp against me, I held her.
Daee’s breathing was ragged against my chest. I smoothed a hand over her damn hair, a gesture so foreign to me.
For a long time, I listened to her breathe, my own heart a chaotic drumbeat against my ribs.
The last time I held a female was when I was with Lay.
Coming in from a long night of hustling, she was the one I couldn’t wait to come home to.
Young as fuck, but I knew I was in love with her.
I knew I wanted Lay to be my wife, but one thing I can appreciate the big man upstairs for was showing me a deceitful ass person before I took things further, like getting down on one knee.
I wanted to shove Holidaee away and put some fuckin’ distance between us.
This was supposed to be just a fuck since we were snowed in together.
If only my dick didn’t brick up every time I watched her ass jiggle or when her pretty ass smiled.
My shit really got hard when she had some smart shit to say.
Holidaee stirred, and that’s when I realized she was asleep. I put this girl to fuckin’ sleep. She wouldn’t be the first or the last. I hovered over Daee, kissing her lips with her still on them. We weren’t done. The pressure in my balls needed to be emptied.
Daee stirred, and I deepened my kiss. She finally opened her eyes and smiled.
“Damn, did I fall asleep?” she moaned.
“Nah, I put that ass to sleep,” I chuckled. “Turn around. We ain’t done.”
Giggling, Holidaee kissed me and flipped over.
I ran my tongue along my lips. This kissing shit was intimate, but I couldn’t stop kissing her.
When the snow melts, and this shit comes to an end, will I be able to let Daee just walk out of my life?
That question hit me like a punch to the gut, and for a second, I froze.
I watched her settle onto her hands and knees, her back arched and plump ass in the air.
In this moment, I wanted just to lose myself in her body and forget about the what-ifs and everything else.
I shook my head, clearing my head, and pushed my boxer-briefs down and off my legs.
I positioned myself behind her, my hands gripping her hips.
My dick was so hard it was painful. I guided myself to Daee’s entrance, teasing her for just a second by slapping my dick against her clit, making a sloshing wet sound before I slammed into her. I buried myself to the maximum extent.
Daee cried out while I bit down on my lip, drawing blood. I could taste the metallic, salty liquid. I couldn’t wait for Daee to adjust. I couldn’t even wait for her to catch her breath. I started to move, my hips snapping against her ass with deep strokes. I was on demon time.
“Shaaa…” Daee couldn’t even get my name out.
I reached around and grabbed the front of her throat, her moans vibrating against my hand.
“Shit, Daee. This shit so good,” I whispered in her ear. She shuddered as I began kissing on and inside her ear.
I squeezed her neck tighter, and Daee’s pussy squeezed me tighter. The sounds of her moaning with my groans and grunts were a fuckin’ symphony. A beautiful, raw ass sound.
I let go of her neck and slapped her ass, then spread both cheeks to get an eyeful. Watching Daee clench around me almost had me whimper out like a fuckin’ bitch. Palming her ass, I placed a thumb at the entrance of her forbidden hole. I felt Daee tense up.
“Relax,” I uttered.
She obliged. I slid out of her, rubbed her juices around her ass hole before sliding back inside of her and slowly pushing my thumb in. A low, animalistic moan escaped from Daee. I felt her whole body relax, accepting the double penetration.
Daee was nasty as I liked them. She didn’t whine. She let me do me.
When Daee did a little twerk, throwing it back on me, that was enough encouragement I needed. I picked up my pace and fucked Daee with a powerful intensity that I didn’t even know I possessed.
Removing my thumb, I pushed Daee down on her stomach. Still inside of her, I closed her legs together. This position made her feel tighter than she already was. Her ass cheeks were pressed against my lower abdomen, creating a cushion for every hard thrust I was about to give her.
With my forearms braced on either side of Daee’s head, I dominated her. I fucked Daee like I’ve never fucked a bitch in my life. I fucked her like this was the first and last piece of pussy I would ever get a taste of. I fucked Daee like she was my bitch.
I was marking her from the inside and out, making sure she’d feel me days after the snow melted and she walked out of here crooked as fuck. The thought caused me to pound harder.
Daee’s moans were muffled as she buried her face into the blanket. Her body was pinned under mine, completely at my mercy.
“I’m finna come,” she managed out, voice strained. “Fuck! Shit!”
I grabbed a fistful of her hair and roughly kissed and sucked on her neck. Daee whimpered and thrust under me until she convulsed. I pulled out. She squirted, and I emptied myself in my hand.
“Fuck, Daee,” I exhaled out in a growl, getting to my knees. I had to take my time ‘cause my legs were a lil’ weak. “I feel like I just gave you a piece of my soul. Gimme that shit back.”
Daee giggled, wrapping the blanket around her. “You took my whole soul. Give it back to me.”
I snickered. “Don’t go to sleep. We need to shower.”
“In the dark?” she squealed.
“Yeah. I have a candle somewhere. We ain’t finna lie down like this. I ain’t tryin’ to smell yo’ pussy all night unless it’s clean.”
“You’re nasty.”
“And you gon’ miss it when you leave. I might stop by and give you a hard time at yo’ job from time to time if I feel like it,” I joked.
“Oh no, you better not, Shad.” Daee smiled. “I might really knock you in the head with a box of cereal.” She yawned. “Can we watch a Christmas movie on your phone, Grinch?”
I grunted. “I gotta smoke first. That’s the only way I’ma get through that jolly shit.”
Daee stood. “We’re gonna have to wash this blanket, too, but the electricity is out. Do you have another blanket for us to sleep under?”
“Yeah, man. C’mon so we can wash up.”
After another fuck session in the shower and then washing our bodies, we got comfortable on the sofa. Daee was eating a Star Crunch, and I was smoking my weed while she navigated through the movies on the Netflix app on my phone.
The smoke filled my lungs, calming the thoughts flowing freely through my head. I watched Daee out of the corner of my eye as she chewed and scrolled. Her brows furrow in concentration, a little smudge of chocolate on her lip. The corner of my lips slightly raised while watching her.
“Okay, how about Yours for the Holiday?” she asked, looking up at me with those big, hopeful eyes.
I took a long drag from the blunt, letting the smoke slowly drift from my lips. “I guess. Whatever that shit is. I might fall asleep.”
“No, Shad,” she laughed, kicking me with her foot. “You have to stay up and watch it with me.”
“I’m not yo’ nigga,” I had to remind Daee, cutting my eyes at her.
Daee pressed her lips together. “Well, you are tonight, nigga. Especially after you’ve been fuckin’ me as you have.”
Awwwww shit. I knew it. I knew Daee was finna be a crazy bitch after getting’ the dick, I said to myself while eyeing her. I rubbed my temple with the hand holding the blunt.
“Don’t start that crazy shit, Daee,” I warned her.
Daee giggled. “Boy, please.”
“I wasn’t a boy when I was in them guts, and you were twitching like a gah damn crackhead,” I pointed out.
Daee covered her mouth and laughed louder. She wiped at her eyes when they watered.
“I’ve had better.”
“Bi—”
“Call me a bitch, Shad, and I swear,” she warned, glaring at me.
I smirked. “Beautiful bitch.”
Daee jumped up, and I quickly ashed the blunt and tossed it in the ashtray before she could swing on me. I grabbed her hands and pushed them behind her back. I nipped at her ear, and whatever bullshit that was about to spew from her mouth halted and was replaced with soft moaning.
With one hand, I pulled my dick out. Daee wasn’t wearing any panties under the new shirt I’d given her, so I lifted the shirt over her ass and dropped the shit talker on my dick. I ain’t never had this much sex in seventy-two hours, but I couldn’t get enough of Daee even if I tried.
Her arms wrapped around my neck as she began sliding up and down and moving her hips in circles. My fingernails dug into her ass.
“Fuck, Daee. Shit,” I growled through clenched teeth.
Daee grabbed my face and sucked my bottom lip into her mouth with a moan.
I damn near lost it. I kissed her ass back, gripping her hair.
Messy and aggressive. It was like a battle of dominance that we were both determined to win.
Daee’s hips never stopped moving, grinding against me, her slick heat coating my dick and driving me insane with every rotation.
I broke the kiss. I needed to be deeper. Standing, my arms wrapped around Daee’s waist, lifting her with me and never slipping out of her.
She gasped. “What are you doing?”
“Shut up,” I growled, my voice laced with need. I carried her across my living room to the large window overlooking the street. The world outside was white, the snow coming down harder than ever. It’ll probably be another day before it starts to melt. Another day without electricity.
I pressed Daee up against the cold glass, and she let out a loud yelp.
“Look outside. Look at the snow. This what you wanted, right? You wanted me to be in the holiday mood?” I asked, biting at her ear.
“Mmmmhmmm,” she moaned. “But not while buried inside of me. It’s beautiful, though.”
“Just like you,” I admitted to her.
Daee’s eyes searched mine. I saw the shock in them.
The hope shining back at me scared the fuck out of me, and I wasn’t scared of shit.
Before she could make more of what I’d just said, I thrust upwards, hitting the bottom of her pussy.
I fucked Daee against the window for the whole world to see if anyone was crazy enough to be outside in this storm.
She was fuckin’ me back with her needy ass.
Kissing and sucking on my neck. Meeting me thrust for thrust until an orgasm tore through her body.
Daee screamed out my name, but I continued to pound her, the window rattling, until my stomach tightened.
I swiftly pulled out of Daee and caught the nut with my hand.
My head fell against the window as I caught my breath. The coolness felt good against my skin.
“Damn girl, I think you got me pregnant.”