“Mmm,” I moan, breath catching.
“You tek the injections?” he asks, lips on my skin.
“Mhm.” I hum, grinning inside. He pauses then laughs low when he realizes I’m not wearing panties.
“This yuh up to?” He doesn’t wait for an answer. His finger strokes me, slow, teasing… ugh… never enough.
I’m throbbing, wanting, needing him inside me.
“Babe…” I whisper, already aching.
“Yeah?”
“I’m going for the toys and cards,” I climb off and fan them, his ‘glare’on me.
I drop to my knees, still breathless from teasing him with that damn card deck and rose toy in my hand. My fingers fumble at his belt, and when it drops, his dick springs free thick, veiny, intimidating. My mouth waters.
“See say you a demon, doh.”
His hand grips my throat.
I grin, wrapping my palm around him and spit slow, watching it coat him like gloss. Then I glide my tongue from the base to the tip, teasing the head with slow flicks, watching his eyes darken like storm clouds.
When I take him in, the moan I let out is pure sin. He grabs my hair, eyes locked on mine.
“Yuh know just how fi drive me crazy.”
I bob my head faster, sloppier, my moans humming against him, my hands working his balls in rhythm.
His abs tighten.
He slaps my ass, grinning with that cold, wicked stare that only makes me wetter.
“Zara…”
“Mhmm.”
“Shit—”
He erupts, thick and warm down my throat. I swallow every bit, licking my lips while looking up at him, breathless and proud.
“I love you,” I pant.
His lips curl into a devilish smirk as he tosses me on the bed. “Wah kinda game you bring?” His breathing all over the place. If I didn’t know better I’d think he has asthma.
“Card deck,” I say, handing it to him. He scans the card, dimples flashing before he tosses it aside.
“Open yuh legs.”
I do without hesitation.
He lifts them higher. “Now lock dem behind yuh head.”
“What?” I laugh, but I obey, ankles crossed behind me, thighs wide. His eyes flick to my center, hungry, possessive. “Bless me wid heaven.”
His dick teases my clit,slowrubs that makes my back arch.
“Nickoi,” I moan, desperate but liking the tease. He moves evenslower,pressing close into my entrance but not sliding in. The pulses in my walls, not so gentle anymore. I roll my eyes at him, so annoyed.
