Chapter 14
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Sierra
Stretching out in my bed, I woke up to see Josue reaching to check his phone charging. Feeling modest, I covered my chest with the comforter, a sly smile starting at the corner of his mouth.
“Well good morning yourself. Fuck me. I haven't been fucked like that in a long time. How long was I out for?” I shrugged.
“Can't really tell you if I was asleep too.”
“Damn. I think I missed an appointment to get my wheels aligned. I blame you, you're a bad influence,” he said, resting his cocky face on the side with his chin.
“Excuse you, no one put a gun to your head.”
“Yeah, but if you put pussy in my face, it might as well be the same thing. Why are you so far for? C’mere,” he said, pulling me closer to him, as he laid toe-curling kisses along my neck and shoulders.
“Umph, you're so goddamn sexy. I can't believe we've been at it for hours. You really have to tell me when you plan to stop using me. Otherwise my ass is just gonna keep going.” My neck snapped back at the accusation, the gentle caress of his fingers cradling my locks.
“Boy, using you? I know you ain't out here acting like you're some innocent bystander.” Another dopey smile lit up his face, and I hated admitting how cute he was in this moment.
“Yeah, but I figured if I just wore you out, it'd be a while before we were stupid enough to do this again.
To be honest, earlier this morning wasn't even necessary. But that bubble butt rubbing against my pelvis? Girl, you knew what you was doing!” I did in fact know what I was doing, but he didn't need to know all that.
“Thank the stars I have an IUD. Otherwise, I'd probably have a problem in six weeks.” Kiss.
“Honestly, knowing that, I probably wasn't the most responsible I could have been, but damn.
I'll be going hard in the paint, like, yeah.
This time I'm definitely pulling out. Then I open my eyes, and it's just this big, juicy ass backing up on me, and I'm just like, nah.
That ain't happening. Damn, you have a sexy ass body,” he said with a grab to my ass before slapping it.
“Baby making hips,” he joked. But now that he mentioned it, I never knew what he specifically thought about having kids. Not that I was gonna give him any, but I had one, and there was no reason to pursue anything further with a man if he had any issue with that.
“I know you're child free, but have you ever thought about having any?” He smiled wide, brushing the stray loc that fell into my face out of my eyes.
“Why are you trying to have my baby or something?”
“No,” I said with a slap to his chest, as he shifted into bed to look up at the ceiling.
“I think growing up the way I did, there isn't this biological need in me to procreate.
I've been lucky enough to have made it this far being careful.
Besides, moments like this where it's peaceful and quiet.
The times I can just enjoy a woman's company, not having to draw straws on whose turn it is to check on the baby?
It's nice,” he explained, and I wasn't sure why but I felt like pulling away.
On one hand, it's not like I saw myself with him, but knowing he felt so strongly about it made it easier to leave him in that category. A casual thing. A fuck buddy. Especially since living without my daughter was only temporary. Sensing the shift in mood, he laid a playful tap on my shoulder.
“Hey, mami. You alright with what we did?” Offering a convincing nod, I turned to him.
“Mmmhmm. I'm just glad I got it over with so I can get back to training.” Grateful he was changing the subject, he pulled me on top of him, soothing me with a soft caress to my hips.
“That stuff that you were doing last night, have you ever done shit like that before?” Confused to what he meant, my brows furrowed.
“Stuff like what?”
“You know, choking me? Striking me. Holding me down? I've never had a woman do that before, and I'm not gonna lie, that shit turned me the fuck on.” I made a face, not really thinking anything of it.
“Oh my god, really? I was just doing what felt natural in the moment. And no, I've never done that before. Usually, I let other partners take the lead, but if you did those same things to me, I probably wouldn't like it.”
“Thing is, no one's gonna admit that they like being dominated. Except me. When you were riding me and had your hands over my throat, my shit was rock fucking hard. Like, holy fuck, I never wanted to come so bad in my life. You got some strong legs, mama,” he joked, bringing me down a second time to kiss me.
“Damn, you're so beautiful. I can't believe you let me hit.
I feel like I'm in a dream right now. Ever since that first day. Ever since that first day.”
“Wait, do you think you only liked it because I'm a fighter.” His nose scrunched, his long bangs making his eyes appear Bambi-like.
“All I’ll say is, I've never gotten hard with a man hitting me in the face.
But you, you unlocked a new kink in me. I'm glad I got to sample you to get you out of my system.
Knowing you, you'll be all focused now. Locking your tota* up like a fucking safe.” Knowing I should have left it there, I couldn't help myself. I had to know if that was truly it. A one and done. Okay, maybe like a ten and done, but that wasn’t the point.
“Am I though? Out of your system?” He licked his lips, running his big tan hands along my stomach.
“Mmm…when you look at me like that, with those pretty brown eyes, and those pouty lips? Fuck no! I thought it was just this one time, though. My bad, my bad, these ten times,” he joked, leaning up to kiss the area around my throat.
“I mean, it can be more. Long as it’s just sex and nothing else. It can't be that hard to stay professional.” At that he laughed, his once soft member feeling hard below my pussy.
“That's good to know.”
“And why is that?”
“Because I want to fuck you again.” Climbing off him, I crawled off the edge of the bed, getting on my knees as I gestured him toward me. Knowing what time it was, he scooted over to the edge, bringing his legs to both sides of me, as he took a handful of locs laps in his hand.
“You're gonna suck it, mami?” Trying my hardest to be flirty and coy, I nodded, rubbing that sensitive skin along his nut sack to all the way to the tip. He fidgeted in frustration, finally taking a groan of relief when I took him in my mouth.
“Fuck, you look so sexy with my dick into your mouth. ?Qué puta eres, mamita!*” he moaned, guiding my eager mouth up and down his dick.
He leaned into the pleasure, losing himself once more at the relief my mouth provided, exceptions with the time he got close enough to stop me.
By my hair, he pulled me back, out of breath and flushed face.
“!Ya! Ya, mami!* I don't want to come like that. Quiero estar adentro de ti*. Come here,” he said, pulling me on his lap, as he lifted up and rested me on my back.
"’Ta lista, mi amor*?” I nodded, watching him slowly insert himself in my opening.
Where last night was a mix of both reckless and wild, in this moment his flow was calm and steady, eager to witness my every reaction while he fucked me.
“Ay, cono! Estás tan buena, mami.* Fuck! Do you like that cock inside you?” he asked me, lust, heat, and desire all in one in one stare.
Grabbing and fondling my breasts, I responded with biting my lip.
“Sí, papi! I love it,” I cried, his lips crushing hard on mine like a magnet.
“Fuck, I get so hard when you call me papi. You don't want to know what I would do for this pussy,” he confessed, as he spread me wide and fucked me deep. His stroke game wasn’t just good, it was immaculate. He was fucking me so good, I was beginning to think that that's where he belonged.
Each careful thrust he plunged inside me, brought me to the point of no return.
Putting his fingers in my mouth, I sucked on them, satisfied when he got them wet enough to bring his touch to my clit.
In just a few short minutes, I was putty in his hands, destroying whatever sanity I had left as I came all over his dick and he continued to use me.
“Oh, fuck, you feel so good after you come for me. That pussy is fucking dripping.” Holding out for his hips, I coaxed him deeper, the sight of his big dick invading my pussy the definition of an eighth world wonder.
“Fuck, you gonna let me come in that pussy, mami?” Taking his face in my hands, I pressed my lips to his, our mouths molding and melding like the waves of liquid heat. Wrapping my hand around his throat. I whispered the little Spanish I did know, and watched him implode like a stick of dynamite.
“?Dame la leche, papi*!”
His pace quickened, long electrifying strokes finding sanctuary inside me. With a howling groan, he released his load deep in my core, leaning in as he ravaged my lips in kisses, milking himself in a few final strokes.
“Mmm…just so you know, we're still training at the gym today. Just because you fuck me senseless doesn't mean I’ll go easy on you.”
* Nickname for pussy; can also be spelled toto. Especially in Puerto Rican Spanish
* You’re such a whore, baby
* Okay! Okay, girl.
* I want to be inside you
* You ready, my love?
* Oh, fuck! This feels so good, girl.
* Literal: Give me that milk, daddy(but it’s like saying “Give me that cum”)