“Damn, baby,” he whispered against my skin. “I love this body. Every part of it. You feel me?”
All I could do was nod and hold onto him, my nails diggin’ into his shoulders while he slid his dick against my pussy, rubbin’ himself on my clit until I was beggin’ for him to go inside me. He groaned every time the head of his dick touched my clit, like my body was doin’ somethin’ to him he couldn’t fight.
He lifted me off the wall and carried me across the room, still kissin on my neck, my jaw, my lips, lickin’ into my mouth slow and sloppy like he was drunk off me. He laid me on the bed and pressed my legs open with his hands, lookin down at me like I belonged to him.
“You know I’m locked in with you,” he said, strokin’ his dick against my slit, lettin the tip slide slow over my clit. “Nobody stoppin us. Nobody takin you from me.”
“Kay’Lo…” I whispered, breathin’ hard, my voice soft ‘cause he made me feel like a whole different woman.
“You my baby now,” he murmured, kissin’ my chin, then my lips again. “You hear me, mama? You feel all this love I got for you?”
I nodded fast, grabbin’ his back and pullin’ him down to me ‘cause I needed his dick inside me before I lost my mind. He rubbed it through my wetness one more time, then slid in deep, slow, and heavy. My body arched right off the mattress. He filled me so good my voice came out in a broken moan.
“Oh my God… Kay’Lo…”
He groaned deep in his chest, the sound hittin’ my ear like he was the one losin’ control. He grabbed the backs of my thighsand pushed my legs up toward my shoulders, pinning me into the bed while he stroked deeper than anybody ever had.
“Yeah… baby,” he whispered, kissin’ the corner of my mouth, then my cheek, then my chin again. “You feel how deep in this pussy I am, baby. I’m in you for real.”
His hips pressed into me slow at first, then picked up like he couldn’t hold back no more. Every stroke made my nails scrape down his back. Every thrust made me swallow my breath. He was on me everywhere. His lips was on my neck, on my chest, on my shoulder, everywhere he could reach while he kept whisperin to me through every stroke.
“You feel too good,” he breathed, kissin’ me again. “I swear you made for me. Say it, baby. Tell me you made for me.”
“I’m made for you,” I moaned, my voice shakin. “I feel all of you.”
“That’s right,” he whispered, kissin’ me again, his tongue slidin’ into my mouth while he stroked deeper. “‘Cause I’mma take care of you, mama.”
I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pushed my hips up to meet him, my legs tremblin’ from how deep he was hittin my pussy. He moaned into my mouth, a thick, sexy sound that made my whole lower body clench around him.
He felt it, and he grabbed my thighs harder.
“Aww baby… you gon make me nut in you,” he whispered, his voice low and almost gone. “You feel so good. I can’t hold it. I can’t hold nothin back.”
“Kay’Lo… please…” I moaned, completely under him.
“That’s all I needed to hear,” he breathed, kissin’ me slow and messy while his strokes got deeper and harder. “That pretty little please.”
His body tensed up. His hips pushed forward, and his moan spilled into my mouth while he was still kissin’ me.
He nutted in me hard, deep, and long, holdin’ my legs back with both hands while his whole body shook over mine. And he never stopped kissin’ me. Even while he was fillin’ my pussy up, his lips stayed right on mine, soft and hungry.
But he didn’t pull out. His dick stayed hard inside me, thick and throbbin’, and he kissed me again, breathin’ heavy against my mouth.
“Come here, baby,” he whispered, his voice low and damn near gone. “I’m not done with you.”
He rolled us over with one slow move, layin’ on his back and bringin’ me with him. My legs slid over his waist and I felt his dick still deep in me, hotter and harder than before. His hands gripped my hips and pulled me down on him, makin me gasp.
“Sit on it,” he murmured, lookin’ up at me with that wild stare. “Ride me, mama. Get your nut.”
I put my hands on his chest, my palms flat against his warm skin, feelin’ his tattoos under my fingers. His chest rose fast and heavy while he stared at me like he was starin’ at the only woman he ever wanted.
I started movin’ slow, rollin’ my hips on him, and his fingers tightened on my waist, guidin’ me exactly how he wanted it.
“That’s it,” he whispered, his voice scratchy and deep. “Baby… you feel how deep I’m in you.”
“Kay’Lo…” I moaned, feelin’ my body start to build again, that heat rushin’ low in my stomach.
“Yes, baby love? Talk to me.”
