Chapter 22 #3
“Shio…”
“Shut up.”
Squeezing her neck, I waited until I could feel the faint beat of her carotid artery before I dove into her soiled panties.
Using my foot, I kicked her legs apart as my fingers found her bare lips.
She had shaved probably more than a week ago because her hairs were razor sharp, showing the new growth.
Still, I split the lips and began rubbing her clitoris while holding the pressure on her neck with my firm grip.
“Oh God!” The loofah dropped, and she dug her nails into my forearm as I dipped down and pressed my face against the side of hers.
“If I made you come off a kiss, imagine what I could do with my hands. With my mouth. With my dick.”
She was so fucking wet, and I hadn’t gone anywhere near her pussy hole. Her bud was hardening as I flicked it back and forth. Pressing her head into my shoulder, she panted through the small breaths she could take.
I squeezed her neck again, cutting the last one short. “You think that shit can make you feel better than this?”
Her knees began to buckle as I sped up my movements.
“No… No! Nooooo!”
“I don’t think you’re being truthful. Just a pretty little fuckin’ liar.”
“Shioooooo! I’m… I—”
“Let that shit go!”
Her body bucked so much that I had to tighten my grip on her neck again to prevent her from falling forward.
Letting go of her neck, I didn’t give her time to recover before I flipped her around and lifted her up.
Wrapping her legs around my waist, her tingling pussy sat on my stomach, panties still in place.
If they weren’t, and she’d been any lower, I’d slip inside.
She rested her arms on my shoulder as I hoisted her higher.
With her breasts in my face, I ran my tongue down the nipple of the right one.
“Ahhhhh!” She tossed her head back as steam rose around us. Spreading my hands across her back while her ass rested in the bend of my arms, I drew the pebbled nipple into my mouth.
“Ohhhh!”
I began french-kissing her nipple as she tightened her legs around me, as if they were steel cables being pulled taut.
Letting the breast go with a pop, I blew on it before sucking it back into my mouth.
Rolling her nipple between my teeth, I enjoyed the sound of her hissing as her middle heated my stomach.
When I was satisfied, I gave the other breast the exact same treatment, not missing a step.
Lick. Suck. Pop. Blow. Suck. Nibble.
Her legs began to shake.
“Release it, Solana.”
“Ahhhhhh!”
Her weight leaned us forward, but I didn’t move much.
I benched twice as much as Solana. I could hold her up in this position for at least an hour.
I watched as she came undone, her nipple still in my mouth, not letting go until her legs stopped shaking.
When I felt she could stand again, I put her on her feet and swooped up the loofah.
I turned her around, her ass back to my front, and grabbed the bar soap.
Lathering the loofah, I began dragging the sponge across her skin.
Lifting her right arm, I ran it down the front and then the back, leaving a trail of soap.
When it ran down her armpits, she shuddered.
Ticklish.
Doing the same with the other arm, her breathing heightened. I rubbed it across her belly and the top of her thighs.
“Ummmmm. Feels good.”
“Solana, you have no fuckin’ idea, baby.”
“Shio… I… I want to know.”
“No you don’t.” I continued dragging the loofah over her body slowly. The more I washed, the shorter her breathing became. “If you wanted to know, you wouldn’t have done that shit in my fucking house. Now, release it.”
“Ohhhh, Shiiiioooo!” Her head hit my shoulder while I grabbed her across the waist as she came again. A fucking loofah had her coming out of her body, and I could do nothing but shake my head.
“Talkin’ ’bout it make you feel good.”
Pushing her top half forward, I kept her ass pressed against my hardened dick. She looked so fucking good bent over in front of me. Squeezing her hips, I circled my pelvis against her ass twice.
“You three-and-oh, Solana, baby.”
“Shio… I—I’m sorry.”
I squeezed her waist. “You not, but you gone be. Get out.”
She trembled as she stood upright and stepped out of the shower. I turned the dial on the shower wall, stopping the water. When I stepped out, I snatched one of the two towels from the hook and handed it to her.
“Dry off.”
Solana’s eyes were heavy with lust and worry as she rubbed the towel around her body. She then wrapped it around her and stepped out of her panties once she was fully covered. She nodded and turned, but before she could get far, I pulled at her towel.
“Hmm?”
“Face down. Ass up.”
She gasped as I let her go, and she all but ran out of the bathroom. Closing the door, I wrapped the second towel around my waist and leaned over the vanity. With my hands planted on the granite, I couldn’t see myself clearly due to the fog.
Just leave, Shio. The drugs. She won’t be able to let go of the drugs.
Ignoring that voice in my head, I stood, pulling open the drawers of the vanity.
Once all of them were open and all I saw was toothpaste, floss, and hair scrunchies, I closed them back.
Going to my pants that were still covered in cocaine, I emptied everything onto the counter and tossed them into the shower.
Turning the water back on, I left the pants to soak before stepping to the sink.
I grabbed one of the items that I pulled from my pocket and walked out of the bathroom.
Solana was on the floor, and she was face down and ass up, but in a worship position.
This girl.
“Are we praying, Shio?”
“Solana… On the bed, baby.”
Holding my hand out, she placed hers in mine, and I helped her onto the bed.
Of course, she kept the towel tied together as I positioned her body on the bed.
Her hair was soaked, but that didn’t matter as it fell around her face.
The towel couldn’t hide anything as she bent over the bed, her round ass stealing the show.
Her pussy was glistening, and her asshole was winking at me.
Just weeks ago, I was looking forward to seeing her just like this.
Not able to help myself, I slapped her fat ass. The ripples her cheeks made had my mouth watering. She tried to lean up, and I smacked her ass again.
“Face down. Ass up, Solana, baby.”
She resumed the position, and I kneeled behind her. I ran my tongue down the crack of her ass, and she flattened on the bed. I folded my arm around her waist and brought her back upright, using my other hand to arch her back.
“Stay in position.”
Grabbing the bottle I’d brought from the bathroom, I sprayed it over my head and again over her back, letting it mist on her skin.
My dick was already a brick, but I swear, it got harder.
Her dark skin and the curves along her back were sexy as fuck.
The soft hum she made as the mist rested against her skin sent a shiver through me.
Solana didn’t understand her power, but it wasn’t for me to show her.
She could probably bring many men to their knees—a modern-day Judith, but I refused to let her ass behead me with her nasty ways.
I needed her to shake the drug habit before I even considered her being more than the woman I had locked in Jisei’s basement.
Until then, I’d give her a little push to get her shit together.
“Shio…” she whispered. She didn’t move, but the whine in her voice told me enough.
“I need to smell you, Solana.”
Placing the bottle on the floor next to me, I swiped my tongue up her ass again, making her body jerk.
I lifted her body abruptly as if she were a barbell, fell back onto the bed, and then lowered her so that my head rested under her moist pussy.
I pulled the towel away, and she stiffened.
I’m sure the cool air, plus the new view she had of my dick, sent her into a temporary shock.
We were in a position as if we were about to sixty-nine, but I wasn’t expecting Solana to do anything; I just wanted her to see what she was doing to me.
Although we’d never gotten this far before, she smelled like déjà vu, and this situation felt like fate.
She smelled like everything I’d ever craved had been wrapped up and stuffed inside of her ass, and this situation felt like it would happen again before it truly even started.
Deciding to leave her asshole alone for now, I pushed my entire face into her mound.
My nose was between her ass crack as I lapped up her juices.
I had no plans of ending my night with my face in her pussy, but we were here now.
My mouth moved with precision as my tongue slithered in between her slippery folds.
I was rotating between licking and sucking, swirling and plunging, all while holding her up, so she didn’t plop down on my head.
Solana was making the kinds of noises I expected from a virgin, and I so wanted to stuff my dick in her to hear her take it up a notch. But she was already running from the pussy-eating I was doing. If she was running from my tongue, then she damn sure wasn’t ready for the dick.
“Shioooo,” she moaned.
Wap!
Her ass cheeks rippled before she flinched downward, nearly crushing my nose.
Wap!
My hand came down hard on her ass again, and she bucked against my mouth.
She quivered at the tenderness of me devouring her mixed with the pain inflicted on her ass from my hand.
Her pussy was warm, creamy, and clean, and outside of them sharp-ass hairs, fucking perfect.
She was perfect against my fingers in the shower and perfect against my fucking mouth.
I could eat her for hours, and that was the fucking problem.
I could do everything for hours when it came to Solana, including watching her on my phone as if I were binge-watching a newly released Netflix series.