Chapter 23 #2
Marlo’s words pissed me off like no other.
He really lived in an alternate universe if he believed the little affection he was offering me was all I would need.
He couldn’t possibly believe I could deal with only having a piece of him.
When he was ready to lose his shit at the possibility of sharing me.
“Okay so what about when I want some dick and I’m not talking about the fake silicone dick.
When I wanna feel a nigga so deep in my pussy every time I exhale I feel his dick.
I might have a day where I wanna lay-up with my nigga and fuck all day.
Or what about those days I want my pussy licked and sucked on.
Or when I get the craving to suck my niggas dick?
Then what? What I’m supposed to do go cry in a fucking corner?
Cause you only offering me friendship right?
” I asked with my aggravation evident in my tone.
There was no way Marlo honestly didn’t think I would have those cravings.
I was human and I craved intimacy as much as the next bitch.
It may have been put on the backburner because I had other things going on but it was always there.
Marlo looked shocked at first then something in his eyes changed and he bit his bottom lip. His eyes slowly moved from my face to my chest then my legs and back up to my face. Marlo let out a laughed that said he was contemplating his thoughts…whatever they were.
He threw his back looking up at the ceiling for a few seconds then his blazing gaze was about on me as he asked. “How you feel now?”
I was confused by his question as I scanned his face for an indication to his words.
“What are you talking about, Marlo?” I asked, deeply sighing.
“I’m sayin,’ how you feel right now? What you need?” His smooth voice sent tingles all over my body as I watched his tongue slowly swipe over his lips.
My pussy started to pulse as thoughts of Marlo’s tongue running across my clit the same way he did his lips.
“I’m okay,” I shrugged my shoulders, unsure if I was answering him the right way.
“But that ain’t what I’m asking.”
“Then what? I don’t get what you asking,” I replied slightly annoyed.
“You said you be wanting certain shit at certain times, right?” Marlo asked and I nodded my head in response.
“So, what you want right now? Do that pussy need to be fucked? Or do she just need to be sucked on? You ain’t never gotta be scared to say you wanna suck my dick, all you gotta do is pull it out and do what you do.
” Marlo didn’t flinch as he spoke to me.
His words left me speechless and horny at the same time. I wasn’t expecting Marlo to be so blunt. I wanted to yell at him yes to all three, but my words wouldn’t come out. All I could do was stare up at Marlo with my jaw open in shock.
After a few seconds of silence Marlo squatted down in front of me. My eyes moved with every movement he made. “I can figure it out on my own.” Marlo said in a husky voice before he gently pulled me by the chin into a sensual kiss that lit my soul on fire.
My heart hammered in my chest as we kissed. It felt like we were in a time warp where time stood still. I felt Marlo’s strong hand caressing my titties, I’d never hated clothes more than I did right now. I wished I could feel his skin on my skin. I wanted Marlo to rip my dress off of me.
He squeezed my titties one last time then he pulled back from our kiss.
I could see the passion in his eyes as he looked at me.
Love? I thought I saw it flickering in his eyes, but I could have been tripping.
Without saying a word Marlo lifted both my legs up pushing them back like I was finna have a baby.
The bottom of my dress bunched around my waist as we stared at each other.
I don’t know about him, but I was trying figure out if this was a dream or not.
If it was a dream I didn’t want to be woken up.
Let me be sleeping beauty and live in this dream forever.
Marlo’s lips hoover over my clit as he lightly blew on it, and I felt my body quivering. I wanted Marlo in the worst way right now. We could skip the foreplay, and he could go right to fucking the shit out of me.
“Tell me you want me to eat this pussy, Solana,” Marlo told me in a husky tone as he used the tip of his tongue to tease my clit.
Softly he ran the tip up of his tongue up and down my clit sending waves of tremors to my core.
He was doing just enough to get a reaction from my body but not enough to give me full pleasure.
I tried to lift my hips pressing my pussy deeper into his face, I needed to feel more than what he was doing.
Marlo smiled at me mischievously. “Tell me what you want from me Solana.”
“I want you to eat my pussy,” I breathlessly answered him. I was ready to feel his lips latched on my coochie.
“Fa’ how long?” Marlo asked me then his tongue slipped from between his lips and in one long swipe he licked my pussy.
I swear I felt my soul leaving my body when he started lapping at my pussy like it was his last meal.
He used his fingers to spread my pussy then he attacked my clit with his tongue.
Flicking it across my clit in a rapid motion.
His tongue felt amazing against my clit and my body felt like it was going haywire trying to keep up with the way Marlo was making me feel.
I didn’t know if I should laugh, cry or beg for mercy.
Marlo started twirling his tongue making circles on my clit before he latched onto it with his mouth, suckling gently.
“Ooo shit, Marloooo” I moaned, pumping my hips to match his sucking rhythm.
He released my clit, smirking at me as he said. “You still ain’t told me how long you want me to eat this good ass pussy,” As he was talking he slid his hand to my drenched folds. He started fingering me and toying with my clit.
“Fuck,” I grunted placing my hand on top of his. I glanced down at the mess in between my legs.
“This pussy wet…She always get wet like this or is this for me?” Marlo asked me with his eyes glued to my pussy and whatever his hands were doing. I really didn’t know how he expected me to answer him when I was on the verge of cumming. “I can’t hear you, tell me who this pussy wet for?”
“Sss fffor youuu,” I stuttered out to my best ability.
“Good girl,” Marlo winked at me then dove back in my pussy headfirst.
This time he wasn’t playing, he was licking and sucking like his life depended on making me cum. Somehow my hands found their way to his hair. I tugged on his ponytail for dear life as I felt my orgasm coming.
“Aaahhh, fuck, yesss,” I moaned as I rolled my hips riding Marlo’s tongue as the intense pleasure shook my body to its core.
“Marlooo,” I whined as the feel good feelings of my orgasms wore off, and reality started sinking back in.
I let his hair go and used my hands to shield my face.
“We can’t keep doing this,” I groaned, sounding muffled.
“Why you hidin’ ya face? I wanna see that after you cum glow on ya pretty ass face.” Marlo said while pulling my hand down from my face.
I fought my hardest to keep my hands up, but Marlo easily overpowered me.
He snatched my hands down, placing them at my sides. He held them in place as he hoovered over me, his glistening face and beard that were covered in my juices, just inches from my face.
“Why you always wanna make shit difficult?” He asked with a crooked smile.
“That’s youuu!” I whined as I tried to wiggle myself loose from his hold. “You just ate my pussy and you're sitting there smiling like everything is okay!” I raised my voice a few octaves to try to get my point across.
“What else you want me to do after I just got done eating supreme pussy? Shit, you see I keep licking my lips. I love how that pussy tastes, I can’t get enough of that shit.” He sensually used his tongue to trace his bottom lip emphasizing his words.
“I want you to realize we can’t keep doing stuff like this.” I tried to reason as I stared into his eyes. A mistake on my part because the feelings I tried to keep at bay for Marlo were making themselves known.
“We ain’t did shit. You needed something and I gave it to you…like I always do.”
“You sound crazy as hell. Eating my pussy isn’t just something you do. Like you got a girlfriend or baby mama. Whatever you want to call her.” I huffed out a breath of hot air feeling myself getting frustrated with Marlo’s indifference.
“Ain’t for you to worry about,” He replied nonchalantly.
“I don’t mess with other female’s niggas.” I plainly said, giving him a stale face.
“You ain’t messing with me I’m messing with you. So, you ain’t got shit to worry about.” He snickered then kissed me silencing any rebuttal I had. He kissed me slowly, slipping his tongue in my mouth. “Can I taste you again?” Marlo asked once he broke our kiss.
I went to shake my head to tell him no, but my words fell on deaf ears because Marlo’s head sunk down to my pussy before I had a chance to stop him. He placed soft kisses on the outside of my pussy lips. He peered up at me in between kissing, weakening my resolve.
“Please, Solana. Let me taste you again. You might as well cause Imma keep asking until you tell me yes.”
I was stuck between a rock and a hard dick. I wanted nothing more than Marlo to spend the rest of the day between my legs doing whatever he wanted. However, it wasn’t right. He still had a girl. Fuck. All my morals went out the window when he flickered his tongue across my clit.
This is the last time. I swear.