Chapter 10
I w a s f u l l as hell, still licking the taste of Taelyn’s cooking off my lips. I was lowkey mad that I didn’t have more room in my stomach for a third plate.
She stood up from the table, glass of Patrón and lemonade in hand, hips swinging under that red lace lingerie. I couldn’t stop looking at her since I got to her spot. She looked like she’d been dipped in ‘break a nigga down’ because goddamn, she had me ready to do whatever for her ass.
“Come on,” she said, looking over her shoulder. “Let’s move to the couch.”
I leaned back in the chair for a second, rubbing my stomach with a smirk. “You tryna put me in a food coma or somethin’? That was crazy, for real.”
She smiled and sipped her drink. “I didn’t tell you to eat all that. You’re greedy.”
“You cooked all that. What was I supposed to do? Say no to you?” I stood up and stretched a little before following her into the living room. “Hell nah.”
She chuckled. “You still haven’t told me why you brought a card game.”
“You gon’ see.”
I went to grab the black box by the door, then came back and dropped down on the couch, legs spread. The Remy had me lit. Licking my lips, I watched Taelyn try to sit next to me and reached out to catch her wrist.
“Nah, come here.” I pulled her down onto my lap, letting her settle right there, ass pressing against me through the lace. ass shorts she had on. “This is where you belong.”
She laughed low. “Here you go.”
“I’m serious.” I ran my hand up her thigh and slowly kissed the side of her neck. She smelled so damn good, I wanted to bite her.
She leaned back a little, her eyes on me. “You wanna play this game or…?”
Opening the box, I said, “It’s like a card version of truth or dare. Some wild shit on here.”
Her brows raised. “Oh, you’re tryna test my limits?”
“I already know what type of time you on. Just tryna take shit to a new level.”
She smirked, grabbing her glass from the coffee table. “Okay, let’s play.”
I pulled a card out of the box and handed it to her. “Ladies first.”
She looked at it, then snorted. “This is childish.”
“What it say?”
She rolled her eyes. “Text your ex something wild or take a shot.”
“Damn. What you tryna do?”
Taelyn didn’t hesitate to take a big gulp of her drink. “I don’t play like that.” She leaned into me a little more, her hand resting on my chest. “It’s your turn.”
I pulled a card. “Easy.”
“What does it say?”
I smirked. “Kiss the person to yo’ left or take off a piece of clothin’.”
She raised a brow. “You’re gonna take your hoodie off?”
“Not yet.” I pulled her face to mine and kissed her slowly at first, then deep. The kind of kiss that made her moan low in her throat and clutch my shoulder like she was trying to stay upright.
When I finally pulled back, she blinked. “You’re cheating,” she whispered.
“Never that,” I kissed her again, just because I could. Her ass shifted on my lap, and I felt all that softness pressing against me. I groaned low in her ear. “Stop movin’.”
“I’m not doing anything.”
“You tryna start somethin’?”
“Depends.”
I stared at her for a second, letting that settle. The way she said it was calm, but her eyes were daring me. Testing me. I smirked and leaned back against the couch. “Aight then. Pick a card.”
She slid off my lap just enough to reach the deck on the coffee table. I watched her the whole time. The way her thighs flexed when she moved. The way her hair fell forward over her shoulder. She pulled a card, read it silently, and froze for half a second.
My brow lifted. “What it say?”
She looked at me, trying to play it cool. “You sure you wanna keep playing?”
“Oh, I definitely do,” I said, settling deeper into the couch. “Read it.”
Taelyn inhaled, then read it out loud. “Demonstrate how you touch yourself when you’re alone or take five shots.”
Then I leaned forward, elbows on my knees. “Mmm… tough decision.” I knew it wasn’t. She’d choose playing with that pussy over drinking.
Her cheeks flushed just a little, but she didn’t look away. “I can’t believe you bought this damn game.”
“Go ‘head. I’ma watch you follow instructions.”
She took a slow sip of her drink, then set it down carefully. Instead of touching herself right there like I expected, she looked at the card again, then looked at me. “Hold on,” she said.
My brow lifted. “Where you goin’?”
“You said demonstrate, right?”
I leaned back into the couch, spreading my legs a little wider. “Aight. I’m not movin’.”
She held my eyes for one long second, then turned and walked down the hallway toward her bedroom without another word. I watched her go, ass jiggling underneath that red lace until she disappeared around the corner. My dick was already bricked up instantly.
“Yeah,” I muttered to myself, reaching behind my ear for one of the blunts I rolled earlier. “She think she slick.”
I sparked it and leaned back into the couch, one arm draped over the back cushion, music still vibing low in the background. Something smooth and bass-heavy was playing, the kind of track that made everything feel slower.
I took a long pull and let the smoke drift out. My mind started going places thinking about how she looked the first night. Thinking about how disciplined she’d been this whole month. Thinking about how tonight was about to undo all that restraint.
I heard her bedroom door open, and I sat up a little straighter. Then, Taelyn stepped back into the living room with her robe gone. Red lace lingerie hugged her body like it was made for her specifically. And in her hand was a pink rose, and I wasn’t talking about the flower.
I shook my head immediately. “Nah.”
She stopped in front of me, balancing her weight on one side. “What?”
“You can’t cheat,” I said, taking another pull from the blunt. “The card said demonstrate how you touch yo’self, not how yo’ toys do.”
Her lips pressed together in annoyance. “It’s still me.”
“Nah,” I said calmly. “Fingers only, mamas.”
She looked down at the toy, then back at me. “You are so irritating.”
“You can take five shots instead,” I offered, shrugging. “I’m cool either way.”
She stared at me for a second like she was deciding whether to fight me on it or not. Then she walked over to the coffee table, set the toy down hard, and climbed onto the couch across from me.
“Fine,” she said. “You wanna watch? Watch.”
I leaned back again, spreading my legs, blunt resting between my fingers. “That’s what I’m here for.”
Taelyn lay back slowly, one leg bent, the other stretching out across the cushion.
The red lace against her brown skin looked crazy under the soft lighting.
Her hand slid down her stomach all slow and shit, and my throat went dry.
She didn’t break eye contact when her fingers slipped under the lace of her panties.
“That’s how you start?” I asked quietly. She nodded once. “Look at you,” I murmured. “Actin’ shy but you really freaky as hell.” Her fingers started moving in slow circles over her clit. “You wet?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said without hesitation.
The honesty did something to me. “Pull them mahfuckas to the side.”
She slid her panties to the side and let her fingers move deeper in her wetness. Her head tilted back slightly as a soft sound escaped her mouth before she caught it.
“Don’t hold that shit in,” I told her, licking my lips. “Let me hear you.”
Her eyes opened and locked on mine. She bit her lip, then let out a low moan that went straight to my chest. “Fuuckkk…”
I adjusted in my seat, exhaling smoke slowly. “Yeah,” I said. “That’s it. Fuck that pretty pussy.”
Her hips started rocking into her hand slowly at first, then more desperately. The wet sound started getting louder, mixing with the music and the crackle of the blunt burning.
“Think ‘bout that first night,” I coached her. “Think about how I had you shakin’.”
She moaned louder at that. “Shhiiitttt… mmmm…”
“Don’t rush it,” I continued. “You waited a month. Take yo’ time.”
Taelyn’s fingers moved faster as her breathing got heavier and her thighs trembled. I could see the tension building all over her body.
“That’s it, mamas,” I said, voice low and dick hard as bricks.
Her back arched slightly, and a sharper sound came out of her this time. “Ooooh!”
“You gon’ nut?” I asked. She nodded. “Use yo’ words.”
“Yessss,” she panted. “I’m… I’m… fuuuckkk…”
“Good,” I said, setting the blunt down in the ashtray on the coffee table. “Don’t stop.”
I stood up to see her shaking now, fingers working hard, pussy creaming. Her body tightened and then broke. Her head fell back, mouth open, a real, unfiltered moan spilling out as she came hard. “Godddd… shhiiiitttt!!!”
I walked over while she was still riding it out.
By the time I reached her, her chest was rising fast, her hand still moving lazily like she was not ready to let go.
I grabbed her wrist gently. “I got it,” I said.
I dropped to my knees in front of her, spreading her legs wider.
Pussy was glistening, dripping, clit jumping. “Lemme lick this shit up.”
I slid my tongue up her slit slowly, then circled her clit with just the tip, watching her react to every motion, every flick, every pressure change.
She let out this needy little gasp, and I smiled into it.
“I want you to cum in my fuckin’ mouth,” I growled against her.
“You deserve a good nut for waitin’ on a nigga. ”
Her hand flew to my head, grasping tightly while I tongue fucked her, licking her clean. I was sucking on that pussy like I needed it to breathe. Taelyn was shaking, twitching, and moaning. “Ahmad, fuck… oh my God…”
That shit only made me go harder, deeper, and nastier with it.
I slid two fingers in while I ate, curling them just right, watching her come apart all over my mouth.
Her first nut hit in waves. I felt her walls pulse around my fingers, her body convulsing with it, moans tumbling out of her mouth so loud I knew the neighbors heard the shit.
“You done?” I asked, voice low, lips shiny with her juices as I pinned her legs back. “Or you got another one in you?”
Her eyes were wild and glazed, and her body was still quivering. “I… Ahmad…”
“Nah. I need you to cum again. Lay back.” I grabbed a pillow, slid it under her hips, and locked in.
I devoured her pussy and her ass like I was starving all over again.
Mouth wide open, tongue applying pressure, fingers pumping deep and steady, curved in that pussy just right. The second orgasm hit even harder.
She damn near folded up, pushing me away with no real strength behind it. “Ahmad, please…”
I finally pulled back, licking my lips. She shook her head as her whole body trembled, and I just played with that pussy. Fuck this shit. I needed to be inside her ASAP.