Chapter 10 #2
She reached in between us and stuck her hand in the waistband of my pants.
My stomach clenched when she wrapped her dainty hand around my dick.
I ran my finger up her leg until I reached the apex of her thighs.
I rubbed my finger over her pussy, and her panties were wet.
I groaned when I slid my finger on the side of her panties, and her wetness coated my finger.
Her hand continued stroking my dick, as I used my thumb to apply pressure to her clit.
“Maverick, you trying to make me cum already?” I groaned.
Between her hands on me, her moans, and her wet ass pussy, I was on the verge of cumming, and I didn’t want the first time to be in her hand. I’d had visions of fucking her since I met her and had cum in my own hand a couple of times, but I’d be damned if I did that shit with her right in my face.
She let my dick go, then fumbled with my belt. I helped her get my pants down, then I took her panties off.
I lifted her by the back of her thighs to carry her to her bedroom. I remembered where it was from the fire.
I could have entered her while I carried her since neither of us had anything covering us, but I didn’t want it like that.
Her chest heaved up and down as she wrapped her arms around my neck.
Maverick’s body slid up and down mine, causing her pussy to rub against my dick.
I focused on us getting up the stairs without stopping to fuck her on the steps. Precum leaked out of my dick. It was so damn hard.
I pushed the door open when we reached her room.
My hands gripped Maverick’s ass as I walked toward the bed.
I put her at the edge with her feet on the floor.
I lifted her leg and kissed the top of her foot since she still had her shoes on, and I wanted to keep it that way.
My tongue kissed and licked a trail up the inside of her leg.
Her pussy lips glistened when I pushed her dress up around her waist.
“I’ve been waiting all fucking day to taste you,” I told her before I dove straight into her pussy. My tongue swiped and swirled between her wet folds, then her clit. I sucked on that shit like it was a lollipop. It for sure tasted sweet like one.
“Oh, fuck.” Maverick groaned as she pushed her fat ass pussy in my face.
She might have been on the smaller side, but her pussy wasn’t. The thought of her wearing leggings and niggas seeing her pussy print pissed me off.
“I gotta lock your good pussy having ass down real soon.” I wasn’t supposed to say that shit out loud, but it was out there, and I wasn’t trying to take the shit back.
I went back to eating her pussy. I didn’t bother with using my fingers because I wanted all her essence on my tongue.
The thought of her cumming had more precum leaking from my dick.
I was sure it dropped on her floor. I’d pay to get that shit cleaned if I needed to.
“Onyx.” She cried my name.
I released her clit with a pop. “Say that shit again.”
Plenty of nights I dreamed of her calling my name, and now that I could hear it in real time, I needed her to say that shit until she couldn’t speak anymore.
I went back to eating her pussy.
“Onyx.” Her legs tightened around my head as her hips bounced up and down, fucking my face as her juices wet me up.
“Again.”
“Onyx.”
The last one came out in a scream as she splashed on my tongue. I sucked on her pussy as her legs shook against me. She pushed on my head like she wanted me to crawl inside of her body, and if I could, I would.
I didn’t move until she pushed my head away.
“Move back on the bed,” I told her as I came up from the floor.
I rubbed her pussy juices into my beard. I wanted to smell her for as long as I could. In my mind, I felt a little obsessive, but who the fuck cared.
Maverick’s legs opened as I climbed in between them. I closed my eyes and slipped my dick inside of her.
“Fuck, Miss Maverick.”
Her pussy gripped the shit out of my dick. I put my head in the crook of her neck because I didn’t want her to see my face. She felt too fucking good.
I had to take a deep breath before I moved.
Dropping my head, I kissed the side of her neck as I slowly moved in and out of her.
I took my time, enjoying the warmth and tightness of her pussy.
I groaned each time she squeezed my dick.
Fucking would have to come at a later date.
This moment was meant to be savored. Cherished.
Remembered, and any other fucking adjective I could think of.
I wasn’t sure if adjective was even the right word.
For Maverick and this pussy, I’d be obsessive, possessive, and aggressive, anything I needed to be.
Maverick scooted back when I increased my speed, so I gently grabbed her neck.
“Don’t run from the dick, Miss Maverick. Does it not feel good to you?” I squeezed a little tighter.
“Yes. It does.” She cried as her back arched.
I smirked, then leaned down and shoved my tongue in her mouth. My hand was still around her neck as her nails dug into the skin on my back.
“See what happened when you stopped running? That pussy spits for me.”
She moaned when she came on my dick. I kissed her again as I slowed my strokes.
“You still want me to cum inside?” I asked Maverick when I broke the kiss.
My grip tightened on her neck again, and her pussy clenched. I needed her to give me the okay because I couldn’t hold on for too much longer.
“Yes, please. Oh, God.” She came again at the same time I did.
I bit down on the side of her neck as my cum dripped inside of her.
She was everything I imagined her to be and more.