Chapter 21 Naijhel
NAIJHEL
“Ohhh, Naijhel, baby.”
“Like that, big baby?”
“Just like that. Stroke deeper, please,” she pleaded.
Delaney was throwing that ass just the way that I liked it. She was a big girl, but she knew how to handle her weight, and she was comfortable with it. That worked for me because I loved a woman with meat on her bones.
I gripped her ass cheeks and spread them wide as I swiveled my hips to go deeper and fill her up. She was soft, wet, and tight all around me, welcoming me home. We had left the mansion late last night and returned to her place.
We had showered together and fell asleep after making love. This morning, she woke me up by grinding her booty against me. It hadn’t taken long for my body to come alive, but my brain had a hard time catching up.
I pulled out of her and dragged my hand down the middle of her back. She arched it and almost purred like a kitty. “That’s it, baby. You’re so responsive to my touch. I’m about to eat this kitty cat and make it purr for me, okay?”
“Yes, baby,” she whimpered, spreading her legs and burying her face in the pillow. I slid my fingers along her slit and then pressed my thumb against her asshole.
Delaney pushed back, and I dipped lower. I lifted her legs over my shoulders, with her face still buried in the pillow.
“Naijhel!” she squealed when I lifted her further in the air.
My tongue slid across her butt cheeks and right down to her slit. My dick jumped when my tongue slid across her pussy, but I remained focused on pleasuring her and enjoying the experience of consuming her.
I could feel her legs trembling around my head, and her slit was juicing up more. I sucked on her clitoris until she screamed and tightened her legs around me. She was strong as hell because she flipped herself sideways, almost knocking me on my side with her.
I twisted and flipped onto my back, and she quickly repositioned herself until she sat on my face.
I spanked her ass and spread her wide open so that I could prod my tongue deeper inside.
Delaney planted her hands on the headboard above me, and that woman worked my mouth like she was dancing on a pole.
I grabbed her ass and tightened my grip, working her ass cheeks one way and then another. Delaney bounced, her breasts bouncing along with the rest of her body. I palmed her belly and spread my hands across it.
“You really do love all of me?” she whispered, tearing up.
“I do,” I muttered and pushed her off of me slightly before I pulled her down again.
I thought about all the insecurities she had about her sexual performance that were derived from her relationship with Clayton. This big, beautiful woman only needed someone to ensure that she was loved, seen, and made to feel beautiful.
She needed someone to embrace her body and not make her feel self-conscious about it.
I realized that although she wasn’t self-conscious about her body overall, she was when it came to taking off her clothes.
But I had been working on removing all those doubts and fears.
I poured love into her so that she knew that every part of her was desirable to me.
Delaney juiced up for me and soaked my lips with her juices.
“I have to cum,” she cried out.
I smacked her ass because I couldn’t speak to tell her to do it. She bounced and twerked on my face. I rocked my head sideways, rapidly drinking everything that she had to offer. When she finished, she collapsed on her back and spread her legs.
I watched as she played with her clit. “Come on, big daddy. I know you want to cum inside.”
“Damn right, I do.”
I slid her legs apart, lifted them back toward the headboard, and dove inside of her.
“Aahh shit!” she exclaimed.
I hammered into her without extending any mercy.
Everything she had to offer, I wanted it.
We seldom just fucked, more often having sex or making love.
Today, I needed to go hard, releasing all the tension that had built up inside of me over the last few weeks.
We had been under a lot of stress and tension, but most of it was due to Clayton.
I would make love to my woman again later, but all I wanted now was to release all the stress, all the tension, and all the anxiety that built inside of me when I thought I had lost her.
When I came, it was with my head back, my eyes to the ceiling, and my entire body one tight muscle. I released a roar that didn’t sound like me at all. I finally collapsed on my side, and she rolled over beside me, throwing one leg over my thigh and resting her head in the crook of my arm.
I kissed the top of her head because she was right where she belonged.
“That was good, baby,” I complimented Delaney and set my plate on the nightstand beside me.
Delaney was rummaging around in a drawer and glanced at me over her shoulder.
“I’m glad you liked it. You deserved a good meal. You put in a lot of hard work this morning and last night, baby.”
“You deserve good love, big baby.”
I kissed her lips when she leaned in from the side of the bed toward me.
I wrapped my arm around her and tried to pull her back on the bed with me.
Delaney had prepared a big breakfast consisting of eggs, waffles, hash browns, bacon, sausage, and grits.
The only thing I wanted to do now was go back to sleep after eating all that and putting in the work that I had.
“Nope, I’m not getting back in bed.”
“Why not? You fed me all that food and tired me out.”
“Nobody told you to eat all of that.”
“You fixed it. What was I supposed to do?”
“You could have chosen a couple of items, like I did.”
“You didn’t expect that, did you? Otherwise, you wouldn’t have made all that for me.”
She giggled. “You’ve got a big appetite.”
“That’s not all that’s big,” I replied, thrusting my hips up and bumping my dick against her thigh.
“You’re sooo bad, Mr. King.”
“You like me this way. Come on, we don’t have to rush anywhere. We can just lay here and slow grind against each other.”
“You’re so nasty. Is that all you think about?” she asked, laughing and smacking me on the thigh.
“That’s all he thinks about,” I replied, grabbing her hand and pressing it against my dick.
I almost didn’t feel it because of my own metal, but when she opened her hand, I felt something cool against the warmth of my skin.
“What’s that?” I asked, trying to pry her hand open.
“Keys.”
“For?”
“You’ll have to go outside and see.”
“Does that mean I have to put on my underwear?”
“That’s exactly what that means. Go out there without them if you want to and have my neighbors staring at your dick like they think they’re about to get a ride in. You’re gonna get you and their asses whupped.”
“Damn.” I grumbled but got out of bed and threw on my underwear, a pair of sweatpants from the overnight bag that I brought in, and some slides on my feet. I grabbed a T-shirt to put on as I followed her out of the house.
Outside, I didn’t see anything unusual, but she led me to the garage. I watched as she opened it with the remote, and the door slid up slowly.
My heart almost stopped the minute that I saw the ’79 Delta 88 sitting in the garage.
“Del, whose car is that?”
“You’re not the only one who can research and make negotiations.
I saw you eyeing one on your phone when you took us to the islands, and I started researching them back then.
I happened to be chatting with Mr. Williams one day and mentioned what I was looking for.
He had a friend who was looking to get rid of it because he didn’t have the time or energy to restore it anymore.
His kids weren’t into it, and he was looking for someone who would restore it and love it the way that he did when he was younger.
He connected me and the man, and I recently bought it for you. ”
“How much?”
“You don’t ask that question about a gift.”
“No, I want to make sure that you didn’t get ripped off.”
“Ten grand.”
I released a low whistle and then pressed my fist to my mouth. I was getting choked up, and I was trying to keep my cool. I was excited and emotional. “That’s a sweet deal.”
I grabbed her and spun her around in the air before I set her on her feet.
She pressed her hands to her lips and squealed, “You like it?”
“You know I do. Woman, you see me.”
I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her closer. Kissing her lips, I squeezed her a little bit and then pulled back. Pointing at a delivery truck pulling up to the house, I announced, “I bought a small tulip tree.”
“What is the occasion?”
“It’s a symbol of rebirth, and since you’re starting life over again, I want to make sure that you have something representative of that. You want to come around front to help me plant the tulip tree?”
“I would love that.” She followed me to the front.
“I thought you were planning to stay in bed all morning long.”
“I was telling you that because I didn’t want you buzzing around the living room cleaning up and seeing them pull up. I wanted this to be a surprise for you too.”
“I’m definitely surprised.”
I greeted the delivery driver and helped him unload the tree and all the supplies we would need. After he drove away, I spent the next hour with Delaney digging up the perfect spot for it.
I stood, wiped my hands, and turned to look at her.
“This is to a new chapter in your life, one where you are the star, and I’m your spotlight,” I announced before I kissed her.
As we kneeled in the dirt and unwrapped the burlap sack, tears fell from her eyes.
“Why are you crying?”
“My heart is overwhelmed with love because God has blessed me with this good ass man. I love you, Naijhel. You’re truly Mr. Too Damn Good.”
“Only for you, big baby. Only for you.”