Chapter 13 #2
I kissed her deep, slow, no rush to it, and she got on top of me, straddling me.
First, she was grinding against me, slow.
My dick immediately stood up in my draws.
She looked down at me with nothing but lust in her eyes.
I could feel the warmth of her pussy against me, and I could also feel that muthafucka getting wet.
I pulled my dick out, and I rubbed it across her clit before I entered her.
It was a tight ass squeeze and she gasped while I was going in.
Once I had my dick all the way in, she leaned forward and braced herself with both palms against my chest while she bounced slowly on my dick.
Immediately, the swooshing sounds filled the room from how quickly she’d gotten wet.
She rose up, tightened her pussy walls and slid back down slow on my dick.
She did this three times and had me about to burst. I grabbed her waist firmly, holding her still in place while my dick jumped inside of her.
“Slow down before you make me cum.”
“You bet the fuck not! Or I’m gone be pissed!” She said. Looking down at me with those beautiful, brown eyes.
I took a second just to look at her, cause damn, she was fine as hell on top of me like that. I immediately got my second wind.
While gripping her ass cheeks, I bounced her up and down on my dick.
Giving her long, deep strokes, and she was taking it like a pro.
She moaned while I reached up and wrapped my hand around her throat choking her ass, still not missing a beat.
She kept tightening her pussy around my dick and I was on the edge of telling her ass that I loved her. That’s just how good this shit was.
Her pussy was so good, I needed to taste it. I stopped fucking her and gently lifted her up off of me. I told her to rotate so we could 69. Her ass was confused like she’d never done that before.
“Do what? How?” She asked.
“Stop playing with me and come put that pussy on my face!”
She was nervous but I had to guide her into the position.
She started off sucking and spitting on my dick like she had a point to prove, but as soon as I spread them ass cheeks and started eating that pussy, all of her efforts went away.
She was stuck in place, moaning hard as hell while I ate her pussy.
Once I stuck my tongue in her ass, she completely lost it.
Her body went stiff and I felt her creaming down my face.
“I ain’t tell you to stop! You gotta multitask.
Eat that dick up!” I demanded. She gathered herself, and did just that.
She was enjoying herself while still putting in that work.
She sucked my shit so damn good, I was thinking about the colors I wanted at our damn wedding.
When she put my balls in her mouth and sucked and slobbered on them muthafuckas, it was over.
I shot a big, warm ass load, and she sucked that shit up like she was supposed to.
When it was over, all I could do was look at her ass.
She had me right where the fuck she wanted me, and I wasn’t going nowhere.
It was something about being trusted enough to be this close to her again after I’d almost fumbled it.
Usually I ain’t give a fuck about second chances with nobody, but I was thankful for this one.
I knew from the day I walked into my brother crib, and saw her ass for the first time that she was the one.
A bitch ain’t ever had me at a loss for words. Nyla was a different breed.
When I told my brothers she was my girl earlier, I’d said that shit as a joke. But now, I meant every word, and her ass ain’t even know it.
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I showered with Nyla and we went another round in there before she started getting ready for her day. I laid in her bed, tired as hell, talking to her while she got ready. I didn’t even know that I had fallen asleep until she came home and woke me up. I had to have slept for at least four hours.
The sound of her pacing the floor and her heavy breathing was what woke me up.
“What’s going on? Are you good?” I asked, and she just looked at me with the saddest eyes.
I made her come sit next to me while I sat up in the bed trying to calm her down by rubbing on her. Once she calmed down some, she told me everything.
Told me about the lunch, about Tatti sitting them both down and finally coming clean about Nariyah, about the murder she witnessed as a kid, about her aunt threatening her with bloody clothes and a story that could’ve put her in prison for something she didn’t do.
Told me about the blackmail and about Tatti having to call her own daughter her cousin her whole life. This made sense now.
That’s why Tatti was looking and acting so damn scared that night that me and Kaseem tried to grab her kid for her. Shit, her whole fuckin life was on the line. This was some fucked up ass shit.
I sat there listening, and I learned things even I didn’t know, things Kaseem hadn’t told me nor Zaire yet, pieces I was only getting secondhand through Nyla right now.
I was in disbelief that a woman’s own aunt had done all that to her, had used a teenage girl’s worst night of her life as a weapon to steal a baby and hold that secret over her head for years afterward.
I made a mental note right then to talk to Kaseem about it the second I saw him.
I understood why Nyla was hurt, but I tried to get her to see it for what it was and that it was clear her girl ain’t have a choice in the matter.
Damn. This shit was wilder than I thought.
I ain’t want to be all up in Tattiana personal business but she was my family now.
And in my world, we protected our family.
Something needed to be done with her auntie. The bitch had crossed too many lines and it wasn’t no coming back from that.