NIYAH
“So much for no white boys,” he’d teased.
Xander shook his head. “Didn't get a chance to.”
Xander turned around with confusion etched on his face. “What are you talking about?”
“I already poured you one,” Xander informed her, pointing to a glass of wine on a counter by the fridge.
Niyah walked over and retrieved the glass. She sighed before taking a sip. “Thanks. It’s been a day.”
Xander wiped his hands with a towel and leaned against the counter. “Didn’t look like you were having a hard day.”
On the contrary, his accusatory tone left no questions.
“What does that mean?”
Xander stalked closer. “I mean you appeared to be enjoying dinner with your handsome friend.”
“Um, no,” Niyah scoffed. She waved off the accusation. “That’s exactly what Leo is… a friend.”
Xander narrowed his eyes and moved his face close to hers. “Judging by the looks he was getting, a very handsome friend,” he noted. “And I’ve been told that you prefer black men.”
Niyah couldn’t stop the smirk that grew. “Who would tell you that?”
Xander shook his head and slid his fingers around her throat. “Now, does that really matter?”
“No, but--”
With an intense glare in his eye, Xander tightened his grip around her neck. “Get your little prejudice ass over here!”
With the fingers tight around her throat, he pulled her until her lips connected with his. He kissed her with angered passion. She liked it. Niyah reached up to caress his face, but he swatted her hand away.
His fierce gaze burned into her soul. “If you’re gonna reject me, reject me because you don’t like me, not because I’m white.”
Niyah frowned. “I haven’t re--”
“Come here,” Xander growled, looking down at her outfit. “You got pretty for him.”
“Xander,” Niyah scoffed. “I pulled this from the closet in my office.”
Niyah was a single woman, working odd hours. She always kept an emergency date-fit in her office.
Xander perused her outfit through narrowed lids. “You chose well.”
Niyah raised a brow at the laced compliment.
She parted her lips to offer a dry thank you, but he cut her off with a kiss.
His fingers glided from her throat to cup the back of her head.
He pushed his fingers through her locs and licked the seam of her lips.
When he gently sucked her bottom lip, Niyah moaned, excited by the thought of making love.
But if she thought lovemaking was on Xander’s mind, she was severely misinformed.
Niyah gasped as his grip on the back of her neck grew stronger.
Xander fisted a handful of her hair and backed her across the kitchen until she was pressed against the fridge.
She shivered when her skin contacted the cold appliance.
Electricity ran through her body, triggering her excitement with every breath.
Xander dropped to one knee, caressing her body and getting rid of her panties on the way down.
Niyah was squirming with anticipation when his breath kissed her pussy.
“Don’t tease me, Xander,” she implored through a breath.
In lieu of responding, he gripped her hips and twisted her around. Niyah’s inhaled a deep breath when her budding nipples brushed against the cool stainless steel. Xander gripped her ass, spread her cheeks, and buried his tongue deep in her pussy.
“Fuck!” Niyah exclaimed, tossing her head back.
Her clit pulsated with each flicker of his tongue.
Niyah rose on her toes, arching her back, allowing Xander to fully enjoy his meal.
With impressive expertise, he ate her pussy until the sound of her pleasure rose to a crescendo and echoed throughout her condo. “Xaaander!” she whined.
Niyah wiggled, grinding against Xander’s face until his five o'clock shadow tickled her ass. Xander sucked her budding clit into his warm mouth. An uncontrollable tremble overtook her legs as she reached her peak. Niyah clutched the sides of Whirlpool, pressed her face against the door, and held on for dear life as she howled out a note that she didn’t know she could hit.
She shuddered through an explosive orgasm that weakened her knees, depriving her of the use of her legs.
Thankfully, before she could hit the floor, Xander stood and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her softly on the neck and whispered, “I got you.”
Xander’s lips on her skin and the feel of his hard body on hers evoked a sigh.
He worked his way out of his clothes and then worked Niyah out of hers.
He tossed her dress on the floor and grabbed her wrists.
She hadn’t completely found her footing when he stretched her arms over her head and placed them on the fridge.
He gripped her hips and pulled her to step backward.
Niyah jumped a bit when he stuck his foot between her legs and kicked her feet apart.
He slapped an unopen, extra-large Magnum condom on the counter next to them.
Thankfully, he was behind her and couldn’t see the look of glee on her face.
Xander moved behind her, and she could feel the head of his penis on the eager, hungry lips of her wet and ready pussy.
“Ummm,” Niyah purred before she could stop herself.
Xander stroked her pussy with his dick. “I can’t wait to be inside you, lady.”
“Well, stop teasing,” Niyah urged, caught off guard by the hoarseness of her voice.
“Fuck!” Niyah cried when he pushed the thick head of his dick passed her outer lips.
Xander entered her, filling her completely.
She braced herself against the fridge and held her breath until her body adjusted to the size of his magnificent manhood.
The doctor in her looked at the condom and thought of protesting, but the woman in her wanted nothing more than to enjoy the feel of the velvety skin of his raw dick filling her pussy.
His warm breath near her ear raised the hairs on the back of Niyah’s neck. Xander turned her around. When their bodies crashed into each other, Niyah wrapped her arms and legs around his waist. A moan escaped her lips when he rubbed the thick head of his dick against her wet clitoris.
A sudden thrust caused Niyah to gasp. “Oh, yes,” she breathed.
Xander drove his manhood into her deeper and deeper until her legs began to tremble around his waist.
“Oh, shit, baby. You’re so fucking wet,” Xander cursed in a whisper.
He dropped one of her legs and held on to the other.
Niyah kissed his face until her lips connected with his lips.
She kissed him with a passion that made her pussy jump.
Her labored breathing matched his. Xander deepened his strokes and increased his speed.
Niyah fisted his thick, wavy hair as tenderized her insides.
With each thrust, her back slapped the cool fridge, sending magnets and notes flying to the floor.
“Your pussy feels so good,” Xander grumbled.
He carried her over to the sink and gently lowered her leg to the floor. “Turn around.”
Niyah turned and assumed the position. Xander’s warm fingers separated her folds.
He inserted two fingers and manipulated her sweet spot until a river of ecstasy poured from her core.
Her knees trembled as the undeniable proof of her pleasure splashed on the floor.
“Fuuuuuuck!” Niyah cried. “Xander, oh my--”
Her words were clipped when he pushed himself inside.
“Ughhh,” Niyah grunted, matching his strokes.
He gave and she gave. Soon, Niyah could feel the power of Xander’s throbbing dick.
She looked up and caught his reflection in the window over the sink.
When their eyes locked, he watched her through hooded eyes that were darkened with lust.
“Look at you taking that cock. Good girl.” Xander praised.
His words of encouragement ignited a flame.
She gripped the sink and worked her hips until she was bouncing on his dick.
Xander held her waist and braced himself behind her while she used his dick for nothing less than an earth-shattering organism.
Niyah fell into the sink, completely weakened by his efforts.
Xander wrapped his arm around her waist, lifting her feet off the floor and angled her into a position where she had no other option but to take every single inch of him. He pushed and pumped until her cervix blocked his path. The sweet pain curled Niyah toes.
“Fuck, baby!” Xander shouted. “I'm gonna cum!” He grabbed the back of her neck rode her from behind. Niyah could feel his thigh trembling against hers. “Aghhhh, shit, Niyah! I’m coming!”
Xander slammed into her and froze as his dick pulsed warm semen inside of her. “Ughh.” Without pulling out, Xander pulled her back until her feet lowered to the floor. His breathing matched hers, heavy and labored.
“Whoo!” Niyah sighed. She turned the faucet, cupped her hands under the cold water, and splashed her face. “Gotdamn, Xander,” she all but purred.
Xander kissed along her shoulder to the back of her neck. “Goddamn, is right, Doc.”