7. Givens #2
“Fuck!” she yelled, and I grunted. Hearing her voice echo around the room had me stroking her harder.
I wasn’t worried about Faylin hearing us because my room was soundproof, and even if it wasn’t, there was no way I would have her be quiet.
I was a nigga that got off on hearing his woman enjoy sex.
Mercy moaning and the sound of her pussy slurping up my dick was like music to my ears.
“Flip the fuck over so I can catch a body,” I grunted as I pulled out.
I tapped against her ring two times to see her pussy spasm and chuckled.
This was never going to be a one-and-done.
We were about to be locked in for life cuz I was shooting up the club.
She didn’t move fast enough for me, so I grabbed her ankle, flipped her over, and put her into the position I wanted her in.
“You better not nut ‘til I count you down,” I said as I pushed back into her. Mercy nodded even though her face was smashed into the mattress. She tried to reach back and push me away when I slammed into her, but I grabbed her wrist and locked it behind her back. “Pretty ass DeCorte, don’t run, mama.”
“Givens!” she moaned my name, and I nodded. Yeah, I loved hearing that shit roll off her tongue. “Fuck!”
“Remember what the fuck I said,” I said in between thrusts.
“Don’t nut until I count you down.” I reached between our bodies and played with her piercing.
There was no doubt that her stud was real, but I planned on icing her shit out for real after this.
I wasn’t playing when I called her pussy a queen, and every queen deserved the proper crown. “Five.”
I smacked her ass, loving to see her chocolate skin jiggle from the force. Her skin tinted just slightly, and I licked my lips.
“Do you know how bad I have been wanting you?” I grabbed her head and pulled it back so she could look at me. A smile tugged at her lips as she looked at me. “You tryin’ to be mine, DeCorte?”
“No,” she denied as she shook her head. Her words fucked with me for a second, and I lost my rhythm.
A woman had never denied me shit. Mercy used my hesitation to her advantage and pushed me back.
Her palms went to the mattress, and she got on all fours and started fucking me.
I’d never seen no shit like this in my life, but the way she had my dick twitching and my nuts beginning to draw up, I knew I was about to nut and hard.
“Don’t nut, I want to see you struggle.”
“What?” I grunted as I looked at her. Mercy licked her lips and smiled at me over her shoulder. This girl had my head gone. I was trying hard as fuck not to nut, and now she was telling me what to do? The tables had turned to her having the advantage, and I willingly lost.
“You’re such a good boy, Givens,” she panted. “Look at you taking this pussy like I knew you would.” She switched the rotation of her hips, and all I could do was hold on for the ride. “You wanna cum?”
“Fuck yeah,” I answered and grunted.
“Say please,” she taunted as she reached back and grabbed my throat. Her grip wasn’t tight or restrictive, but it had my head spinning. I was used to being in control, but the way Mercy was handling this shit had me ready to bust. “Say, please.”
“Four,” I countered, and she lifted her brow in surprise.
I sped up my movements, not giving her a chance to think about shit, and got back in control.
Mercy needed to know I ran this shit. I pushed her hand off my neck and used my weight to force her into the mattress.
My thrusts were rough but not enough to even think about hurting her.
I hated that niggas thought rough meant pain.
Now if they were into that shit, then that was cool because they associated pain with pleasure, but most people didn’t, and I’d be damned if I hurt my woman trying to prove a fucking point.
“Good boy, Givens,” she moaned, and I chuckled. “Fuck me.”
“I got you, baby,” I said as I worked her over. “Three.”
Mercy reached up and clawed at the headboard to try and get some control.
Her pussy was going crazy, and even though I wanted to nut, I was trying to hold out to prove a point.
When I felt my nut starting to push up, I pulled out and started eating her pussy.
I pulled her clit into my mouth and rolled my tongue over her jewel, humming.
“Shit, Givens,” Mercy panted as she rubbed my head. Her nails scraped against my scalp, and she tried to push her pussy into my mouth more. Because I was a greedy nigga, I pulled her closer to me by her hips and let her fuck my tongue. “Givens!”
Her legs smacked against my head, but I didn’t let up. I wanted her to cum on my face before I let her cum on my dick.
Just when her back bowed off the bed, I moved my mouth from her pussy and sat up.
If looks could kill, I would be a dead nigga from the way Mercy was staring me down.
I chuckled, not giving a fuck, and lined my dick up to her pussy and pushed in.
“Two,” I grunted as I put her legs on my shoulder.
Mercy tried to push me away, but I held on tight.
“Nah, DeCorte, take this dick like only you can.”
“Damn it! I’m cumming,” she moaned as her eyes rolled into the back of her head. She looked so damn good while she was getting fucked. Her skin was flush, her eyes glossy, and I could see she was near her peak. “Givens.”
“You ready, baby?” I questioned her as I dropped her legs. I lowered my body, resting my weight on my forearms, and Mercy wrapped her legs around me. “Huh, DeCorte? You ready to give me that nut?”
“Yes!” She panted. “Fuck!”
“Good girl,” I said into her ear. “Now, when I say it, cum. You understand?” She nodded, and I chuckled lowly. “Nah baby, let me hear that pretty ass voice. You understand?”
“Yes,” she moaned. I reached between our bodies and flicked at her clit. Her pussy was gripping my dick like a vise, and my toes were curling so hard my feet were cramping. “Givens, I gotta cum.”
“Then cum, baby,” I taunted her.
“You haven’t said one yet!” she moaned. “Say one!”
I kissed my way from her ear to her mouth.
The need to feel her mouth on mine was humbling.
Our lips touched, and she inhaled, allowing me to push my tongue into her mouth.
The fight for control was instant, but I wouldn’t let her win.
Her legs tightened around me, and I felt my head start to spin.
I pushed into her harder, making sure I filled her up and left her satisfied.
“Good boy, Givens,” Mercy panted as she came. “Fuck!” Her back arched off the bed, and her nails dug into my arm. “Fuck!”
I nutted so hard my head started to spin. If she thought I was letting her go after this, she’d lost her damn mind.