Chanel began to mumble something, but I couldn’t hear over the music.
“Looks like it’s just me and you,” I told Chanel’s back, pulling her hips into me. I bent down and pressed a kiss to the back of her neck. Her shiver made me grin with satisfaction. “I think it’s time we called it a night.” I didn’t bother waiting for her protests as I grabbed her hand, pulling her toward the exit.
“You know this is the third damn time you’ve pulled me out of somewhere unexpectedly,” she said once we were in my car.
“It wouldn’t be so unexpected if you’d quit playing games.”
“How am I playing games? I told you, our dance class got canceled.”
“Okay, that may be, but what about you ignoring my calls while I was gone? Don’t tell me you didn’t see them.”
She looked contrite. Something warm curled up in my belly at the sight of her lips between her teeth. I wanted to suck that lip in between my teeth. So that’s exactly what I did. Using one hand to grip the back of her head, I pulled her into me, licking her lips first, and then biting her lower lip. I began sucking her bottom lip to soothe the bite, before I took her entire mouth. I felt her hand make its way to my thigh, gripping it tightly.
“Come home with me,” I said against her now swollen lips.
She licked her lips, considering.
“Don’t think. Just let it flow,” I instructed.
When she gave a slight nod, that was all I needed. I pulled out of that parking lot and headed in the direction that would carry us to my house in less than fifteen minutes. The ride was pretty much silent, save for the old school nineties R&B on the radio. From time to time, I glanced over at Chanel to see her staring straight ahead. I was hoping she wasn’t regretting or rethinking this. I moved my eyes lower to rove over those thick thighs and licked my lips. I had plans for those things that night.
I’m pretty sure we reached my home in record time. I assisted her out of my car. Her gaze remained averted. As soon as my car door closed, I pressed my body against hers, pushing her up against the car and my hardness.
“If you’re feeling nervous or having second thoughts—” This time my words were cut off as she wrapped her hand around the back of my head, pulling me down toward her lips.
“You didn’t bring me here only to chicken out, did you?” she teased, her mouth against mine, before sucking on my bottom lip.
Shit if I was having any second thoughts after that. With all the strength I could muster, I pulled back from the kiss, grabbed Chanel by the hand, and led her into my home.
“We won’t be interrupted by your mother this time, will we?”
I glared at her as she giggled at her taunt. “She’s gone for the weekend. And I told you, this shit is only temporary,” I defended as we ascended the stairs.
It felt like forever to get to the master bedroom. When we finally entered, I didn’t hesitate, closing the door and pressing her up against it, taking her mouth with mine. I swirled my tongue with hers, re-acclimating myself to the taste that was uniquely hers.
Chanel gave as good as she got, as she cupped my face in between her hands, pulling me into her. I moved my hands up her waist to the back of her romper, searching for the zipper. It felt like I’d hit the jackpot when I found it and began to slowly lower it. When I reached the end of the zipper, Chanel moved her head away from me, pressing her backside even more into the door behind her, staring at me with a half-lidded gaze as she moved the sides of her romper down her shoulders and arms.
My breath caught as she revealed smooth, brown skin. I wanted to lick every inch of it, so taking matters into my hands, I swatted hers away, causing her to giggle as I pushed the romper down her legs. I stared down at her chocolate globes, still covered in a dark lacy, strapless bra.
“You have some experience with that?” she asked after my fingers deftly undid the back clasp of her bra.
By the time her question was fully out, my mouth was already watering to taste those pert dark nipples. I dipped my head, swirling my tongue around one nipple and then the other.
“Hsss,” she hissed, throwing her head back and cupping my head to her breast.
Pushing both her succulent breasts together, I did my best to fit as much of both of her titties into my mouth as I could, nibbling and licking the turgid nipples as they hardened from my ministrations.
“Shit!” she cursed.
I looked up to see her eyes closed. I moved my attention from her breasts, kissing my way down her abdomen that was soft, just the way I like it. I was surprised when I went in to lick her bellybutton to find what looked like a rose gold ring piercing. I couldn’t exactly tell in the dim room the exact color, and continued to use my tongue to explore her belly button before continuing downward. Kneeling down, I gripped both sides of her waist and began pulling down the lacy panties that matched the bra I’d discarded.
Her dark eyes watched me lowering the final barrier between me and her sex. She ran her tongue along her bottom lip, which spurred me on. I could clearly see her wetness that had secreted the seam of her panties. When her panties were around her ankles, I motioned for her to lift one leg to remove them. When she did, I took it upon myself to toss that leg over my shoulder, exposing her fully to me. I moved closer, inhaling her scent. She was wet and ready for my tongue to make her even wetter.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned loudly at the first swipe of my tongue.
I grinned against the lips of her pussy and began devouring her just the way I wanted to. Gripping her waist, I pulled her into me, leaving nowhere for her to go as I sucked her clit into my mouth, rolling it between my tongue and the lid of my mouth. Her hips began to grind against my face, and the moans coming from above me told me everything I needed to know. The hand I felt once again at the back of my head tightened, pulling me impossibly closer to her. I continued to lick and nibble and suck the hell out of her pussy with my mouth until I felt the inside of her thighs begin to quiver.
“Xavierrr, I’m...about...to,” she panted, unable to finish her sentence.
