Chapter 14

Chapter Fourteen

“Stay with me tonight,” I said to Leila as we made our way down the hall.

We’d gotten back to my house about ten minutes ago, and the first thing we did was go find Ava. She wasn’t in the room that they’d been occupying. She was with Jazzlyn in my aunt and uncle’s room, knocked out on an air mattress that I didn’t even know I owned.

She nodded and slipped her hand inside mine before following me down the hall to my room.

I closed the door behind us then led us to the foot of my bed.

Leaning down, I captured her lips with mine, kissing her slowly.

My hands began to roam from her face down to her neck then her shoulders, slowly making their way down the length of her back to her plump ass which I gave a gentle but firm grip.

She moaned into my mouth with her hands on the sides of my face as we continued kissing slowly as if it were going out of style.

One of my hands moved up finding the top of her zipper then I pulled it down and began to push it from her shoulders.

The red, sequined dress looked amazing on her, but I’d be lying if I said that I didn’t prefer it off.

When it was pooled at her feet, I took a step back just to soak all of her in.

She tried covering herself because underneath the dress was nothing but a black thong she was wearing.

“Naw, don’t,” I stopped her. “You’re beautiful, Leila. Don’t hide yourself from me.” I took a step forward. “Don’t hide any part of you from me.”

I captured her lips again, turning us around, pushing her back gently without losing the rhythm of our kiss while doing so. Once she was on her back, I reached for her thong and pushed it down the length of her legs as far as I could, then she did the rest by kicking it off.

I trailed kisses down her face and neck, stopping to show attention to both of her breasts, then started further south again.

When I was face to face with her leaking center, my mouth watered.

I placed kisses on both her thighs and one on her pretty pussy before using my tongue to separate her lower lips and swirl it around her clit.

Pushing her legs back further, I sucked gently on it. Her body trembled in my hands as I quickly brought her to her first orgasm. I let up off her legs and allowed them to rest on my shoulders while I continued licking and slurping on her pussy.

Leila tasted just as good as she looked. It had me insatiable for real. I wished that I could eat and savor every inch of her, and I did my best to make that happen. I feasted on her until she came at least three more times before I finally gave her a break and came up for air.

I kissed my way back up her body, stopping at her breasts again to suck on each of her nipples. The way she was whimpering and calling my name was enough to send me over the edge without even penetrating her.

When my face was parallel with hers, I attacked her mouth and was turned on even more by how eager she was to taste herself on my lips and tongue.

As much as I didn’t want to, I pulled back then got vertical to take my own clothes off.

My gaze was locked on hers the entire time I unbuttoned my dress shirt.

I pulled it and the undershirt I was wearing off, tossing it to the side then I started on my belt buckle, but she leaned up to stop me, insisting that I let her do it for me.

She got my belt loosened then unbuttoned my pants before she started to push them down.

I hissed lowly when she gripped the base of my dick, kissing the tip in the process.

I knew what she wanted to do, and as bad I wanted her to, I cupped her chin, forcing her to look at me while I smiled down at her.

“Tonight’s about you, beautiful.”

“So, you don’t want me to?”

“Of course I do.” I smirked, stepping out of my pants then climbing back onto the bed, gently pushing her back as I did. “Just not tonight.” I kissed her lips once she was on her back again. “Tonight,” I placed another kiss. “Let me take care of you.”

I continued kissing her hungrily while lining myself up with her entrance.

I felt her tense up when I started to push in, so I pulled back from the kiss and told her to relax.

She nodded and pulled me back down, so we got back to exploring each other’s mouths, while I entered her slowly.

It was intentional for us both because I wanted to give her time to adjust to me while I needed to make sure I didn’t end the night earlier than I anticipated.

“You good?” I asked lowly and she nodded.

I began working in and out of her slowly while gently sucking on her neck.

“Kiyan.” She whimpered, digging her nails into the back of my shoulder blades.

Her legs were wrapped around my waist, so I reached under them both, positioning them in the crook of my arms so that I’d have more access.

“Ah, shit,” she cooed when I went deeper.

I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, doing my best to imagine something that wasn’t going to have me releasing too soon. Her pussy was so tight and warm, and it fit me like a glove.

Her soft hands moved down to my waist in an attempt to guide my movements. She was getting wetter and wetter the deeper I went letting me know that she was cumming already.

Pushing up some, I looked down between us because I was eager to see how her body was reacting to me even though I could feel it.

As I stroked at a medium pace, I used my thumb to massage her clit causing her body to tremble even more as she cooed my name.

It was insane how unbelievably wet she was, and it low key had me wondering how long I was going to make it.

“You look so good taking me, baby,” I mumbled lowly, shifting my eyes from her face to the magic happening between her thighs. “You feel amazing too,” I confessed before leaning down to kiss her. “Pretty ass.”

She bit softly on my bottom lip before sucking it then slipping her tongue into my mouth.

I continued to circle and pinch on her clit, lightly pounding her center.

I tried not to get too out of control, but the way she sounded moaning my name and how her pussy was clenching around me had me losing it a little.

I pressed both palms into the bed and began slamming deep inside of her. I kept my eyes on her the entire time, and she kept hers on me as best she could. When her soft voice penetrated my ears, begging me to cum with her, I became completely undone.

I had to hurry to pull out because I’d already been so eager to feel her that I didn’t strap up. I was glad that I hadn’t, but I also knew that now wasn’t the time for us to extend the family.

“My bad.” I pointed to the evidence of the best pussy I’d ever had on her stomach. “Stay here. I’ll get you cleaned up.”

I walked into the bathroom, starting a bath for her then grabbing a washcloth from the linen closet and wet it with warm water before returning to the bedroom to get her cleaned up some.

After that, I led her back to the bathroom where her bath was ready.

I helped her inside then went to get in the shower myself.

I stood under the shower head allowing the water to pour over my head.

When I closed my eyes, I could still see Leila’s beautiful love making face while I delivered her long, deep strokes and I could still hear the way my name fell sexily off her lips.

Just the thought of it had my dick growing hard again.

“I can help you with that.” The sound of her voice followed by her hand wrapping around my erection had my eyes shooting open. “If you weren’t done, that was all you had to say.”

I pulled her around me gently then crashed my mouth into hers. I was trying to be a gentleman and take it easy on her, but if she was with a round two then, who was I to stop her?

The house had been busy all day. From the men making breakfast and the kids doing lunch, to the games, music, and movies—it had been a very eventful Christmas Eve.

Everyone was now in the kitchen with the kids getting the reindeer food together.

Jazzlyn and Ava wanted to throw it in the yard to make sure Santa knew where to stop and requested that we all shared some as well.

After we were done making the reindeer food, we all went outside, tossing it around the yard, taking orders from a six and seven year old on how to make sure it was evenly distributed. They didn’t quite say it like that, but we knew what they meant.

Cookies for Santa were next. Leila, Kayla, Miranda, and Mel went in the kitchen with the girls and my nephews while I went out to start the fire pit. My mom and aunt were making Christmas cocktails and spiked cocoa for the adults, so we were all going to go outside after we got the girls in bed.

“You need any help out here, fam?” Chris said when he stepped outside with me.

I glanced in his direction then shook my head. “Naw, I got it.”

“I brought you one of these.” He handed me a beer. “Figured you’d be like me and want to skip the fruity drinks and cocoa.”

I chuckled and twisted the cap off the beer. “They’re pretty good. Sweet as hell,” I added, “but good.”

“Yeah, sounds like something that would tear my stomach up.”

“Facts,” I laughed.

My pops and uncle joined us a few minutes later, and they all had beers as well. We all knew my mother and Aunt Pat were going to talk junk when they came out, so we all downed them pretty quickly.

Just as we finished getting the area we’d be chilling in set up, the women were coming out to join us—even Mel’s boyfriend was there.

She’d tried her hardest to avoid bringing him to meet my aunt because we all knew that the baby conversation would come up, but after my mother told her he’d gone out to Blues with us, it was inevitable.

She had to bring him by to meet her before they went back to Chicago, and it wasn’t up for debate.

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