"Fuck me!" she belted and rode my face.
My fingers dug into her round ass, and I caught her essence. It saturated my tongue, giving me my first addiction. I'd never go cold turkey or try to fight the monkey that rode me. Addicted to Travel was what I longed for the most in my life.
I slurped and licked in and around her pussy until I'd consumed as close to every drop of her that I could. When herbody calmed down, I flipped her onto her back and placed her leg over my shoulder. We gazed into each other's eyes.
"I've dreamed of this moment for years. Travel, you are the only woman I crave mentally, emotionally, and physically. We will forever be friends, but once I enter you, you are my woman.Mine. I don't play fair when it comes to the people I love, and you know that. Are we on the same page?"
She nodded with a sniffle. I wiped the lone tear that escaped her eye.
"Every time I think you couldn't get any lovelier, you prove me wrong, Trek. Let me feel you. I've always wanted to as well."
Fuck, her words had penetrated my heart like never before. My best friend wanted me. She desired me only. I'd make sure that after tonight, I'd be the only man she'd focus on for the rest of her life.
I crashed my lips against hers, catching Travel completely off guard. Once I felt I had her full attention, I swiftly filled her pussy.
Travel's back arched from the bed, and my teeth sank into my lower lip. The pain I felt was so worth it. I rocked slowly back and forth until she adjusted to my size. Travel was tighter than Fort Knox. Damn, she was perfect though. With her leg still over my shoulder, I fucked her good and hard. She took my deep strokes. Her body quaked at my short and fast strokes. Either way, Travel hung with me.
We continued to kiss sloppily. God, I could kiss her for hours. She weakened my resolve when she fucked me back from the bottom. There wasn't shit lazy about her.
Her body shook again, and I could feel she was about to cum again. When her acrylic nails raked across my back, Travel could no longer hold back.
"Trek, baby, I'm about to cum again!" she squealed loudly.
"That's right, girl. Cum on your dick. This dick belongs to you, Travel. Say it," I commanded her.
"Fuck! This dick belongs to me. It's my dick," she whined, still riding out her orgasm.
I lowered her leg and rested over her. "That's right, love. This-is-your-dick!" I belted between my strokes until I came.
"Shit, Travel!" I gripped the sides of her throat as I busted the biggest nut ever. My body grew weak, and my dick trembled inside her. Ain't no way in hell I could give her up. I knew her pussy would be fire because her heart was one of a kind.
Yup. From one session of sex, I knew I'd burn the world down for her. I was officially a goner.
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"I say the easiest thing to do is to split quickly to grab the last-minute gifts. I'll be in the children's store, so you can meet us there once you're done," Travel stated as we stood in the middle of the mall.
"Okay, that's a solid plan. I'll be quick. Here, take my card." I removed it from my wallet and handed it to her. "Take care of your business."
Travel's shoulders sagged a bit. "Trek, baby. I appreciate your generosity so much, but I can handle it. I have my Christmas fund, which I always put to the side."
"And you'll continue to have it. Take the card, Travel. Please don't make me make a scene again."
She swiftly took the card.
I laughed at her awkwardness. Travel hated unwanted attention on her. I don't know why. She was one of the kindest and most considerate people I knew, not to mention she was beautiful as hell.
"That's what I thought."
She playfully rolled her eyes and sped off with Deshoni's stroller. It was cool. She'd pay for that lil' stunt later on.
I watched them until they entered the children's store. Junior's shoes and clothes were already reserved. That's all that boy ever wanted: to be drippy every day. I obliged him because he was a good kid with a good head on his shoulders. He was certainly better than I was at his age.
Since he was good, I headed to the jewelry store to pick up one last gift for Travel. She deserved everything I got her and more. I browsed the jewelry cases until I settled on a matching Cuban-link necklace and bracelet.
Travel was my girl now, so she'd match my fly by every means necessary. As I headed to pick up Junior's gifts, I thought about the selection of engagement rings I had browsed. It was always a goal of mine to marry my best friend. One day, she'd carry my last name.
I left the last store with Junior's wrapped gifts. My antennas raised at the sound of angry shouts. The closer I got to the children's store, the more I realized the commotion came from there.
