“I’m gonna cum again,” I’m panting loudly. He’s so strong… and rough.
My thoughts are cut off when he starts going deeper torturously.
…so slow.
“Zara..” he says huskily and slams deeper. I grip him tighter and squeal naughtily. Them between each rough stroke he says. “I… love… you… more,” he says between each strokes causing me to arch my back. He purposely does another one. “Mami.”
I smile.
He’s going to be the death of me.
I’m sure.
“It feel like a the last time mi a see you?” He asks and I nod.Of course, she feel like she a go dead after this.
“Yeah..” I say like a moan.
My eyes closes involuntarily when he buries his head in my neck. My tears runs down and I curl in his arms as my whole body goes through ecstasy. I slam my fist in the sheets over and over as I scream, begging for more. He’s groaning in my ears.
It’s so tantalizing.
“Mi a go cum!” I suck on his bottom lip and he holds the back of my head. Our bodies are grinding synchronized. My body is on a high. It’s building rapidly. Every second it gets stronger. It’s happening so fast. I feel like I’m on the Eiffel and I don’t want to ever fall off. He holds back and so does the pleasure.
“Nickoiiii!” I slap him frustratedly with my head thrown back. He laughs and thrust in me again.
I feel it again.
Is he controlling my body?
He bites his lip, grabs my neck and pulls me into him. Just before kissing me harshly, our foreheads pressed together.Whew. My body stiffens and my orgasm spreads through me like a wildfire and pierces through my shuddering body.
“NICKOIIIIII!” I squeal loudly and laugh in complete bliss.
He laughs too.
Seconds after and I feel like I’m falling from the cliff. I sigh to myself, trying to catch my breath. Then he lies down, rocking his legs while playing in my hair.
I look around.
“I don’t see my elastic nor my headband,” I sigh. He’s breathing heavily behind me.
“Seet deh,” he points at the floor and my face heats up. I pick them up and grab my hair in a ponytail before climbing into his arms. The moment I lie on his chest I drift off to sleep.
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I bite my lip looking at her as I button my shorts. She’s still asleep, curled up on the bed with the sheet wrapped around her body. I lean over and peck her plump lips then I find myself admiring her. It’s probably three minutes since. I’ve been staring until I raise up. How can a piece of shit like me end up with such a gem?
A that mi wah know too enuh… how?
I shake my head at my subconscious because he really believes that I’m a piece of shit too.
You think I am?
Or I can be?
I woke up, showered and now I’m getting ready to touch the road. It’s 8 o’ clock and Zara has been sleeping ever since I put her to sleep. I came here around 5pm. With a laugh, I pull the Amiri hoodie over my head and push my feet into my leather wallabees.
