The Best Kind of Gift.
Things have been so much quieter since the whole thing with Sasha.
At home and at practice.
Last I heard, she and her wife had moved back to Texas along with her brother.
One day, we were practicing for a game, and the next, the whole team was being called in for another emergency meeting to let us know that the team had been sold once again.
However, this time, it’d been sold to the same people who owned the Baton Rouge Bayou, Louisiana’s sole WNBA team, as well as the Baton Rouge Catahoula, our NFL team.
Which was a relief, because everyone knew how well they took care of their players.
I loved that Yari and the other full-time players wouldn’t have to stress about anything from now on.
What happened behind the scenes was still a mystery, but I didn’t care. I was just happy that they’d gone on bout their business. It’s been nothing but peace, and now Zee and I can focus on continuing to build a future together.
“Kay, love, I can’t believe you bought this girl all these damn toys again this year,” Zee whined, bringing me back to the present.
She walks further into the room, carrying an armful of toys in bags.
She places them on the dining room table before putting a hand on her hip.
“She already has two whole toy chests full of toys.”
“First of all, mama, those aren’t all for her,” I chuckle, reaching out to grab her by the waist. I pull her between my legs, and she wraps her arms around my neck, smiling down at me. “Some of those are for your niece and nephews, too. I wouldn’t dare buy a two-year-old an iPad.”
“Well, she will be three tomorrow,” she points out, but then goes quiet. I glance up at her just in time to see her wipe a stray tear. “God, I can’t believe my baby is growing up so fast. Where has the time gone?”
“I know, right?” I agree. “Feels like just yesterday, she was just entering the world. Now she’s this little girl with so much light in her eyes and laughter in her heart. It’s beautiful to witness.”
“Please don’t make me cry,” she sniffles. I chuckle, pulling her to straddle me. “You’re so amazing with her, and I’m kinda tempted to give you another.”
“You wanna have my baby?” I smile, feeling butterflies in my stomach at the thought of it. I wanted that so badly.
She nods, cupping my face in her hands. Her perfectly manicured nails grazed my skin as one hand moved to the back of my neck and the other to the back of my head.
I moaned, hugging her closer. Her body against mine was slowly waking up that desire inside of me, and I knew that I would need to release some of that pressure before the night was over.
“I’ve already had one of your babies, so of course I want to have the next,” she whispered into my ear before sucking my earlobe into her mouth.
“Mm, saying stuff like that – you make me want to get you pregnant,” I told her as my hands pushed up her dress until her ass was exposed. She slowly started to move her body against me as I squeezed her ass every few seconds. “I might have to give you your gift early.”
“Well, you know how much I love opening gifts early,” she giggles. “And you always give the best gifts.”
“Damn right,” I reply, standing from the chair.
She wraps her legs around my waist, and I carry her with ease down the hall and into the room we shared.
I kicked the door closed behind us before gently placing her on the bed.
She kneels and watches intently as I begin to shed layers of my clothes.
When it was her turn, she stopped me before climbing off the bed.
“What’s wrong?” I ask.
“I…wanna try something different,” she says shyly, and I nod, encouraging her to keep going. “I want to be blindfolded.”
“Blindfolded?”
“Yes, and I want you to boss me around,” she admits. “It’s always been a fantasy of mine.”
I smirked, nodding again as I closed the space between us. My hand moves to grip the back of her neck, and I pull her in so we can exchange kisses. She moaned into them, and it heightened every sense in my body.
“I got you, love,” I assure her. “First of all, let’s get you outta this dress.”
Zseyah - December 23rd, 2023 - 11:32 PM
My heart was thumping hard inside my chest as I patiently waited for Kay to tell me what to do next.
I wanted her to control me.
I wanted her to punish me.
I wanted her to ruin me.
I could feel her circling me as I kneeled in the center of the room, my hands tied behind my back with a scarf and my eyes covered with a bandana.
I was itching to rub circles on my clit as the need to be touched increased, but knowing that I couldn’t was enough to have my desire dripping down my thighs.
It was a beautiful torture, and I couldn’t get enough.
“What do you want?” she asked as she stopped in front of me. “You can still speak, baby. Let me hear that pretty voice.”
“I want you,” I moaned, tilting my head up towards her. I couldn’t see beyond the blindfold, but I could feel her smirking down at me.
“Be more specific, baby,” she replied, her hand cupping my cheek. I opened my mouth, and she stuck her thumb in for me to suck, and I did just that. I could hear her moan. “Mmm, I love the way you work these plump lips, love.”
I could feel the heat rising in my body as I thought about all the ways I wanted her to please me. There has always been something so sexy about the way she led and commanded the attention of a room. I wanted her to use that same dominant personality right now. I craved it.
“Tell me what you want, mama,” she said in a sultry voice, and I felt a chill run down my spine. “And I’ll be sure to give it to you and more.”
“I want you to make me beg you to come.”
“I can do that. What else?”
“I want to ride your face,” I admit.
“Hm, we’ll see,” she chuckles. “If you are a good girl, that can be your prize. You gon be good for me?”
“God, yes,” I whimpered, ready to be fucked. “Please let me be good for you. I wanna make you proud.”
“That’s my girl,” she replies, her voice dipping dangerously low. “Now stand your fine ass up and get on the bed. I’m bouta to feast, and you better not come until I tell you. Understand?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I stood, and within seconds, her grip was back on my neck, and I could feel her lips hovering against mine. My breath hitched, and I swear I was like two seconds away from coming.
“Fuck, say that again, Zee,” she whispers against my lips. “Yes, what?”
“Yes, ma’am,” I repeated, and she moaned into our kiss before pulling away and moving her lips to my ears.
“You know you’re mine, right?” She asks, and I nod. “I hope you don’t plan on sleeping tonight.”
“And miss this? Not a chance.”
“Fuck, I’m so damn in love with you.”
She doesn’t give me a chance to reply before she pushes me back onto the bed. I fall with a soft thud, and then am flipped over onto my stomach. She positions me so that I’m face down, ass up, legs spread wide and giving her access to the place in my body that craved her touch the most.
The first touch of her tongue on my clit had me squirming and whimpering.
She gripped my hips as she dove into my sweetness, savoring the taste of me as I pushed back against her.
She was taking her time as she brought me to the edge, and my head was spinning.
I knew from the first time she went down on me that I’d be ruined for any future partner, but I didn’t care because there was no one after her.
I was hers, and she was mine til the end of time.
“Oh fuck,” I whined, feeling myself getting closer by the second.
“I know you’re almost there, baby, but you don’t get to come unless I say so, remember?” she taunted, and I nodded as best as I could. She stuck two fingers in and slowly pumped them in and out as she sucked on my clit.
“Oh my god, baby, I’m so close,” I announced, and she began to pick up the pace.
And this was that sweet torture that I’d been aching for.
It was so deliciously painful that I was beginning to see stars.
Every time I’d get close to reaching my peak, she’d slow down or remove her fingers and mouth completely.
I called out her name and begged her to let me come, but she kept edging me until finally, she let me have it, and fuck was it worth it.
“Mmhm,” she mumbled as she lapped up every drop of my release. “You taste extraordinary, love. You ready for your prize and round two?”
“Yes, please,” I pant, trying to catch my breath. “I’m ready for it all.”
“I got you.”
The next few hours were nothing short of earth-shattering experiences.
From her letting me ride her face like I wanted, to me returning the favor by devouring her until she came completely undone in the palm of my hands, it was a very memorable time full of back-to-back orgasms and tears of immense pleasure.
Then, when she brought out the strap, it was like I was feral all over again.
I wasted no time bending over the edge of the bed so she could fuck me into Christmas Eve morning.
I was obsessed with the way she worked it, and begging for more didn’t stop even after I was a dripping mess in the middle of our bed.
The more times I came, the more energy we seemed to have to go another round.
I knew that I would be tired when we had to get on the road in a few hours, but I didn’t care.
Having her deep inside of me trumped whatever fatigue I would be suffering from later.
“That’s it, baby,” she whispered against my ear as she ground against me from behind.
The fingers on her left hand were working my clit as her breasts pressed into my back.
I was once again on my stomach as she administered deep strokes, holding me tightly with her arm around my waist so I wouldn’t run.
“You’re taking me so well, baby. You’re doing so good for me. ”
“You’re so deep,” I whimpered, my eyes rolling back. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
“This is all for you, my love. Every inch, every thrust,” she continued. “You’re dripping for me just like I like. You look so pretty coming undone for me like this. You got one last one for me, love? Can I have it?”
“Yes, you can have it,” I whined. A small gasp escaped my lips as she picked up the pace of her thrusts. “I want you to have it.”
“Then give it to me, baby,” she coaxed. “Give me what’s mine.”
“Oh, fuckkk!”
My body shook as an intense orgasm rushed through it.
I soaked us both and the fresh sheets underneath us before collapsing onto the bed.
She came not long after and finally fell beside me.
We spent the next five minutes trying to bring our shelves down from the hours of lovemaking we’d finally tapped out of.
When I glanced at her, she was staring at me with a smile that held all the love in the world.
“What?” I asked, giggling as she shimmed out of the harness. She tossed it to the side before pulling me into her arms. She kissed me softly before staring at me once more. “Is something on my face? Why do you keep staring at me?”
“Because you’re so damn gorgeous, and I want to commit every inch of you to memory.”
“I’m pretty sure you’ve done that in all the years we’ve known each other,” I chuckled.
“True, but why would I ever pass up on a chance to admire the beautiful woman you are?” she flirts. I can feel myself blush as I roll my eyes. “I’m always thinking about how lucky I am that I get to be the one to spend the rest of my life with you. Damn, I’m so blessed.”
“And so am I,” I smile. “But…you know, I wouldn’t mind if a certain someone asked me a certain question.”
“Don’t even worry your pretty little head off, Zee,” she smiled before sitting up. “You never know what’s waiting for you just around the corner.”
“Hopefully, I get to shower first,” I joke, and she shakes her head, but the smile never leaves her face. She scoops me up bridal style and takes me to the bathroom.
“Come on, with your spoiled ass,” she laughs. “Let’s get you in the shower so I can eat that pussy once more before we get cleaned up.”
I don’t even argue as we make it to the bathroom, and suddenly she’s on her knees in the shower, and a few minutes later, I’m coming all over her face again.
It took us a good thirty minutes to get to the actual shower, but once we were out, refreshed and ready for bed, we quickly changed the sheets before sliding in together.