Chapter 26 #4
His mouth was full, and the way his jaws moved as he looked up at me while consuming me made the feeling ten times more euphoric.
He squeezed his arms around my thighs, pulling me further into his mouth.
His lips were so warm—so wet, so soft. I shuddered all over as suckling sounds filled the room.
I could feel my stomach caving in and cramping as I began to quake.
I had seen Shio a few ways, but this way?
This was my favorite way to view him. I didn’t care about my breasts hanging or my body being exposed.
All I cared about was that he continued to make me feel this good.
“I’m. I’m—”
“Come,” he commanded.
My legs went stiff, my stomach completely caved in, and it felt as if I had just snorted a line with the way my eyes were crossed. My body shook uncontrollably. My nails were deeply embedded in the skin of his neck as he latched onto my bud.
“Ahhhhhh!”
I went limp in his arms, falling over his head as if I’d lost consciousness. His laughs shook my body as I tried to steady my breathing. He filled both of his hands with my ass cheeks, squeezing them together and then pulling them apart before biting down on the inside of my left thigh.
“Ummmm.” I could do nothing but hum from the sensational feeling that came with releasing.
“You tapped out?”
I nodded once, even being upside down, forehead resting against his back.
“Too bad.”
He stood, flipped me around, and placed my back against the bed. This man’s strength needed to be studied, but I expected nothing less from a person who was addicted to training his body.
“Solana?”
My eyes shot open. Shio was standing between my legs. He looked down at my hands that were covering my mound. I didn’t know I was shielding myself; it was just a natural reaction, I assumed.
“I can eat your pussy all night, if that’s what you want, ma.”
“Why does it sound like there is another option?” I asked, chest still heaving.
“’Cause there is.” He rubbed his hand down his face before grazing his top teeth with his bottom lip. “I can put us both out of our misery. But you should save yourself. You waited all this time.”
“But you have already made me come. Multiple times.”
“Yeah. With my mouth. With my words. But I ain’t made you come with my dick.”
I shuddered again at just the thought of being that close to Shio. “I am sure it is the same thing.”
“Oh, baby, trust me. It’s not the same thing.” He chuckled.
Shio grabbed my leg, stretched it out, and took my foot into his hands. My hands still covered myself, now feeling more exposed at the idea of having sex. He massaged my right foot, holding eye contact before swiping his tongue across the arch.
“Ahhh!”
I slightly lifted from the bed, but he didn’t let up. Maintaining eye contact, he snaked his slimy tongue between my toes. Using his free hand, he knocked my hand away from my mound and placed his thumb between my lower lips, directly on my bud.
The combination of his hand and tongue sent shock waves through my body.
All of my hair, including the ones on my head, stood at attention, or at least that is what it felt like.
As this man sucked my toes and fingered my hardened bud, I could do nothing but moan and slowly move my hips in rhythm with his.
This may have felt just as good as him using his mouth to please me, or even better—I was not sure.
Maybe everything Shio did to me physically felt good.
Maybe it was just because it was Shio, and he was my taboo, and I liked him so much that everything felt good.
My bud became a rock, and that feeling returned to the pit of my stomach.
He let my foot go but gave the opposite one the same treatment.
My skin tickled, and my breathing became heavy with me inhaling and exhaling the same air.
I dropped my chin into my chest with a sigh of pleasure before closing my eyes shut.
I couldn’t look at him. Looking at him doing these things to my body made the building pressure intensify.
“Come, baby.”
“Goooood! Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”
I snatched my foot from his mouth, and at the same time, he dropped down, keeping his thumb moving but covering my box with his mouth. My legs clamped shut, closing his head in, and although I felt bad, I was jerking too wildly to care.
Laughing prompted me to open my eyes. Peeling my thighs apart, Shio was still in position, but instead of his mouth still on my now sensitive vagina, he was simply gazing at it.
“What… What is it?” I asked, out of breath but slightly concerned.
Shio shook his head. “Don’t make no sense how good you taste. How wet you are… You shouldn’t be this fuckin’ wet.”
“Why not? Maybe I am just different from the others.” I sassed. I didn’t know anything about how the vagina worked and what different vaginas had from woman to woman.
Instead of replying, he kissed me down there again, and I jumped.
“Aite, baby. I’m done.”
He stood, but I grabbed his hand. “Shio. Do not go. I want to… I want to do this.”
“Nah. You ain’t ready, Solana. Save that shit for the nigga you marry.”
“I do not care about him. Whoever he is… If I even marry. I care about right now, and right now I want this.”
He ran his hand down his face as I grabbed at the hem of his shirt. He dropped his hands and pulled his shirt over his head, causing my hands to graze his lower abs.
Dark chocolate.
Eight pack.
Biceps.
Triceps.
Tattoos. So many tattoos.
“If we do this shit, it won’t feel like the other shit.
It’s not going to feel good to you. As a matter of fact, it’s going to hurt.
Even if we go more than one round, it still may hurt.
It could be days, weeks, or months before you can appreciate how it feels.
Plus, as fucked up as it sounds, Solana, baby…
This won’t change anything between us. We… ”
He paused as he sighed and rubbed his hand down his face. “We just not ready for each other.”
We weren’t. As much as I wanted us to be, we were not ready to be anything more to one another.
As put-together as Shio seemed—both how he appeared and how he felt—he had unresolved issues just like I did.
My focus needed to be on organizing my life now that I’d kicked the drug addiction.
But us not being ready for something permanent didn’t mean I couldn’t satisfy the part of my body that had been craving this.
I had been yearning for this since the day I walked out of the bathroom and saw Uriah pleasuring him.
Us having sex now would be no different than us doing it the night he caught me in the closet.
I had plans to give it to him and then move on with my life. I could still do the same thing now.
“Will it feel good to you?”
His eyes lowered. His lips were moist with my juices, and he made no attempt to clean my cum from his mouth. “Hell yeah.”
“Well, that is all that matters. You have made me feel good. It is your turn. Come, please.” I patted the bed.
I knew what I was asking for. I knew it would hurt, especially because of Shio’s size.
When we were in the tub, when he was blind, and in the shower when he came over, I had seen how massive his penis was.
I tried to block it out, knowing I may never have the opportunity to feel him, but now that I could, I was as prepared as I could be for the feeling I would have when he entered me.
I watched as his hands lowered to his waistband. I closed my eyes right before his fingers hooked inside the basketball shorts. I even kept them closed as the bed dipped under his weight, and he climbed up my body, pushing me back onto the bed.
“Solana…”
He grabbed my hands and pushed them above my head. My eyes sprang open, coming face to face with the handsome Shio. He hovered over me, nose to nose, and our lips were only inches from each other.
“Don’t beg, baby. Lesson number five. You ain’t ever, ever gotta beg for shit when it comes to me.”
“It doesn’t feel that way,” I whispered.
He searched my eyes for something. I didn’t know what it was, but I returned the look. “Lesson number nine. Always say what’s on your mind. And pair that shit with lesson number four and say it confidently.”
“Is it not a little too late for lessons? You’ve been asking me what’s on my mind.”
“Yeah, but not like this.” His breath tickled my face. I could smell myself on him, and instead of it grossing me out, it turned me on.
“Okay. I think I am about to start my period.”
“That’s what you choose to say, Solana? Right here? Right now?”
“Yes. That is what was on my mind.”
His forehead pressed against mine, noses merging as he closed his eyes and chuckled.
“Just listen… I felt a rush while sleeping. That is why I took a shower, but only to find it was clear… discharge? I think that is the word for the vagina fluids. Yes, discharge. But then, my stomach started cramping. It is still cramping.” I breathed out.
“Baby…” He kissed my lips. “You not about to start your period.”
“How do you know?”
“’Cause I know your period, Solana.”
“But I am cramping.”
His eyes opened. He then reclaimed my lips, crushing our chests together.
His tongue explored the recesses of my mouth.
His kisses were slow, drugging me, and had my nipples rock hard against his chest. I was sure to kiss him back with as much passion as he was kissing me.
As our lips explored, he let my arms free, rubbing his hand in my hair.
That feels so good.
How was it that everything he did felt so good? How was he this experienced?
“Umm…” I moaned before screeching. “Arggggghhhhhhh!”