Eleven #3
I took my time kissing each tattoo and down his body. Sitting on the edge of the bed in front of him I began to stroke up and down his length. He moaned lightly looking down at me.
I licked the tip causing him to inhale sharply. I dropped to my knees and looked up at him and winked before spitting on the tip and taking as much as him in my mouth as I could before popping him back out of my mouth.
I continued to pop my head up and down while rubbing his chest. "Mmmm, shit just like that Kema," he moaned.
I nodded taking as much as him down my throat as I could without choking.
Just when I felt him getting to the point where he was about to buss.
He pushed me back onto the bed, he climbed onto the bed hovering over me before grabbing me by the neck lightly squeezing before spitting in my mouth.
This nigga was filthy and my pussy was soaked.
He licked my tongue before kissing me stealing my breath away.
He slid my skirt off my body and moaned when he saw I didn’t have on panties. “You drive a nigga crazy. I knew I smelled you all day.”
He spread my legs apart kissing my feet and sucking a toe into his mouth. I moaned as my eyes rolled back into my head. I felt him kiss his way up my legs stopping at my pussy. I was so turned on feeling him and knowing what was next.
"You know a nigga gotta bless his meal before I eat it right?" I opened my eyes and looked down at the right time to see him looking up at me.
"Big G bless this meal." He said before he sniffed my pussy causing my body to shutter.
He lifted my leg and latched onto my pussy getting a deep moan out of me.
He began lapping up my juices as I came immediately.
This had never happened before. This nigga had me so turned on my body was responding instantly.
When he finished eating my pussy I was breathing hard. “Shit,” I moaned out. He kissed me so I could taste my juices before hovering over me. He guided me farther onto the bed and settled over me. “You good?”
I nodded still trying to catch my breath. “Nah Kema, you a big girl use your words.”
I swallowed, “Y-yes I’m good.”
Ace kissed me as he eased inside. My breath caught, fingers digging into his back. “Fuuuucccck.”
He slowed down stroking me nice and slow as I got used to his dick again. It felt like he was made for me this dick was so good. “You want me to wait?”
I shook my head inhaling, “no.”
His forehead rested against mine as he pushed deeper. Every stroke was slow enough for me to feel him, and whenever I tried to look away, Ace brought my attention back to him. “Look at me.”
I tried but when my eyes locked with his my pussy contracted causing me to cum all on his dick. His lips moved over my forehead, cheeks, and mouth as my legs tightened around him. “Right there.”
“I got you.”
Pressure built until my body tightened around him. Ace slipped his hand between us, and my back lifted from the bed. “Don’t stop.”
He continued pumping in and out of me at a faster speed now. I could feel myself about to cum again. “Shiit, you finna make me nut Kema.”
I buried my face into his neck sucking on his neck as my orgasm hit me. "Ooooooh my God, Ace."
Ace held me through it, slowing his movements without letting me go. "I knew you was saved. This pussy is too good for you not to know God."
I wanted to chuckle. This nigga was insane but he was also fucking me so damn good tears were rolling down my face.
When I opened my eyes, he was watching me.
The expression on his face scared me more than the sex did.
There was too much feeling in it. He kissed my face kissing the tears away.
Ace kissed me and rolled us over until I was on top. “Your turn.”
I sat up slowly, my waist beads resting against my stomach as I moved to be straddling him. His hands gripped my hips, but he let me control the pace. His eyes stayed locked on me. This was so much. I felt full. I leaned down and kissed him while rocking back and forth.
He slapped my ass urging me to move. I positioned my feet on the mattress and grabbed my hair as I began to ride him bouncing up and down. His face started to strain and I knew he was close so I tightened my muscles around him driving us both over the edge together.
Afterward, I lay against him while his fingers moved slowly along my back. The curtains shifted with the breeze from the open doors, and the ocean filled the silence. Ace kissed the top of my head. “You okay?”
I smiled against his chest nodding. He chuckled and pulled the sheet over us. I traced a line through the hair on his stomach. “Thank you.”
“For what?”
“Today. All of it.”
“You enjoyed yourself?”
“I did.”
“Still hate surprises?”
I lifted my head. “Ask me again tomorrow.”
Ace smirked and kissed me. I settled against his chest again, listening to his heartbeat as my eyes grew heavy. I didn’t know what would happen when we went home or how something that started as revenge had turned into this. I only knew Ace wasn’t just my fake boyfriend anymore.