“We can talk about this later,” I breathe.
“Just mek mi know first,” he steps back. Watch yah?
I hiss.
“Nickoi wah do yuh?!” I have a feeling he heard the Christening part too. Look how mi horny and this man a get pan mi nerves?
“How yuh mean wah do me?!” he’s angry too. I stand up. “Mi tell you a thing and yuh still a come back with the same foolishness.”
“Why you hate the idea so much?” I look up at him.
“Mi nuh hate the idea mi just feel say it unnecessary and mi nuh wah go inna deh church deh. Mi deeven wah mi youth dem in deh!”
“Anuh your pitney dem alone enuh so you cya tell me the babies cya go in deh!”
“Mi have mi reasons mek mi nuh wah mi youth dem in deh,” he’s getting on my nerves.
“What’s the reason?” I ask then I explain the alternative to him. He hiss and my anger flares. I find myself cursing profanities at him too.
He grabs my throat.
“Watch weh yaw say to me yuh yer that gyal?” his voice impassive, so is his face.
I glare at him before I push pass him and flounce to the balcony.
I hold the railing, glaring out on the balcony, hearing as he argues that I don’t understand why he says certain things and I’m always pushing things. I face palm myself before I angrily stride over to him and push him on the bed aggressively.
He falls on the bed, staring at me surprised and impressed too.
I straddle him, my hand slipping around his neck as my tongue traces slow, deliberate circles that make his brow lift in surprise. My teeth find his skin, teasing with little bites before my lips follow in softer kisses, all while my hips roll against him.His palm cracks against my ass, the sting quickly replaced by the rough grip of his hand as he squeezes hard, claiming me.
He hardens beneath me as I grind against him, my mouth tracing over the ink on his neck before finding his lips. His hand hooks the back of my neck, dragging me into a ravenous kiss. Fingers slip lower, tugging at the waistband of my leggings with urgent need. I look down and hoist my body as he hooks my panty and pulls it off. He pushes the strap of my blouse down. I lift my arms and he pulls it over my head.
In no time we’re both naked.
My eyes lock on his monstrous length, a wicked smile tugging at my lips. His hand closes around my throat as he exhales smokeinto my mouth. I take it in effortlessly, holding it before releasing it slowly through my nostrils, my teeth sinking into my bottom lip.
I slip off the bed, stroking him once beforetaking him in my mouth with eager hunger, eyes locked on his. He fists my hair, biting his lip as he stares down at me.
So fine…
I bob my head faster, loving the way he feels thick, slick, filling my mouth.
“Zara…” he groans, voice low and rough, his eyes locked on me. I swirl my tongue in a teasing rhythm, pulling another deep sound from his chest. I’m no expert, but I’m learning.
He tightens his hand around my hair as I flick my tongue and suck him like he’s my breakfast, my lunch and dinner.
“Uh… Zara,” he groans satisfyingly.
It’s like music.
I cup my exposed breast, caressing them with my palms as I close my eyes and slip him in and out of my mouth.
My lips fit perfectly around him.
I look through my lashes at him.
I want him to call my name again causing me to pick up my pace as I suck his soul out of his dick.
