Giggling, I nodded saying, “Okay baby. I’ll marry you and stay happy.”
“Cool. Sit on this dick.”
He ripped the lace from my body and freed his manhood within seconds. Hot, bothered, and ready to wet his dick all the way up. As soon as he was comfortable, I straddled his lap and claimed home again. He entered my canal an inch at a time stretching me wide. All I could do was close my eyes and let it be. That feeling of undying pleasure was back, and I couldn’t have been happier.
“Shiiiiit,” I whispered as I hit the base of his shaft.
“I’m trying to tell ya!”
My breast were freed as I began to ride at a slow pace. The physical contact didn’t disappoint simply because it was missedheavily. From the way he gently squeezed to the way his kisses left me wanting more of him after every peck. For him to be so young, he took care of a woman’s body like he’d been seasoned in this line of work.
Riding him was like sitting on your favorite toy and having the time of your life. Orgasm after orgasm and never having to worry if the dick would go soft on you. Black had the stamina and could fuck you from sunup to sundown with no questions asked. He was built to please and I’d be damned if I wasn’t getting the full experience.
With his hands gripping my ass, he guided me long the ride. Nothing about this man was off limits to me. I cum where I wanted and have him whenever I pleased. He gave me an advantage above all others, and it was time for me to abuse that power.
“Why you so hard for me, baby? You missed this pussy that much,” I teased knowing I was the one that thought about fuckin’ him again on a daily basis.
“You goddamn right I did. If only you knew how good this gushy shit felt.”
I smiled at his compliment, then bounced on the dick like he could take it from me at any moment. The way his veins massaged my walls and constantly hit my g-spot, I could barely contain my moans. They filled the room letting anyone who listened in that I had my man back and the dick was still A1.
“Oooouuu,fuck!” I cried out.
Black held my nipples hostage as well as my pussy walls. I couldn’t move if I wanted to. He offered a world of euphoric times, and I was swarmed by clouds of them. The way he moaned my name, wrapped his arms around my waist to secure my body with his… I couldn’t have asked for a better nigga to fuck, suck, or love.
“I’m ready to nut, Brat. I been holding this in for months, I can’t hold this shit no more,” he confessed.
“You know where to put it baby. Fill me up,” I moaned.
The rhythm of his strokes fastened rubbing my spot nonstop. I felt my stomach turn and suddenly that waterfall he loved so much came down. I let all of my fluids go creating a puddle in his lap. He released a devilish laugh that sent a chill up my spine before he held me down and poured into me. A smile crept on my lips as I realized I was the only woman deserving of his kids.
“Hmm, hmm. Mr. Atkins, your meal is ready,” Nova interrupted.
“Fuck that food right now. I got pussy to eat,” he voiced picking me up and setting me on the table. As soon as I was pushed back, his face was between my legs.
Damn I missed this nasty ass nigga.
“A-Alright. I’ll come back in a few then.”
I watched her walk away before my pussy got to jumping in his mouth. I had a sensitive clit, and he was terrorizing the fuck out of it. A quickie was one thing but feasting on me afterward was downright abusive. An abuse I could accept many times over just not now.
“Blaaaaack,” I screamed begging him to stop. My body literally couldn’t take it. Too much activity and my Black ass would be flaring up.
Popping his head up, he asked, “Why you depriving me, Brat? I ain’t nowhere near being satisfied.”
“We in this lady establishment to eat and enjoy our night, not give a show. She was so embarrassed just now,” I laughed sitting up.
“And? My dick hard and you the only one that can relieve it.”
“I will finish when we get home. I’m actually hungry as hell now that round one is out the way,” I admitted.
“Brat…”
He was begging me for more and I would offer my body to him as much as he wanted when we got home. This really wasn’t the place. That quickie was fire and much like him, I wanted another fixing. However, this was rude and disrespectful. Just because we had the means to do whatever we wanted didn’t mean we had to.
“When we get home, Black.”
“You promise?” He sounded so much like a kid I couldn’t help but laugh.
