“Mmhmm.” Her head fell back from the pressure. “Yes!”
“Then show me somethin’…don’t get up there acting cute. Put that pussy on me, baby.”
Meadow loved a challenge. Placing her hands flat on his chest, she lifted her knees in the perfect position to bounce on him even though he was too deep inside of her already.
Zaire slapped her ass a few times, egging her on. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his lip tucked into his mouth. She was riding him so good, his toes curled in his shoes.
Meadow leaned forward, her tongue snaking around his ear before she said, “Talk to me…tell me how good I feel.”
“Criminal,” he grunted, thrusting his hips up.
“And what else?”
“Like heaven.”
She sucked on his neck hard enough to leave a mark. “Keep telling me…cause you feel…” she moaned. “You feel how deep you hitting it?” Her lips pressed into his ear. “That’s exactly where I want you.”
“Fuck, baby,” Zaire was losing his mind. He locked his arms around her waist and fucked her faster…harder, chasing his nut.
Her hips rolled slow, finding his rhythm before he even set it. Every time he exhaled, her body answered with a deeper grind.
Zaire’s fingers locked around the back of her thigh, pulling her open until her gasps stuttered and her legs shook against his sides.
“Uh, uh, uhhhh!” She crooned against the slow jams Tia was blasting. “Baby…”
“Yeah, let me feel you…open that pussy up for me.”
“It is!” she yelped when his finger slipped in her ass. “Zaire! Oh my God!”
“You want everybody to know how good I fuck you? Huh? You want them to know what this dick does to you?” he bit the side of her face, his own release on the edge.
“No!”
“Then shut the fuck up and take this dick. You the one who hopped your ass up there like you’re grown.”
Her hands shook on his chest, not because she was scared, but because her body was working overtime trying to keep up with his pace. “Yes, baby…I’m gonna be quiet for you.”
Hungrily, Zaire kissed her, never missing a beat with his assault on her pussy. “I love you, Meadow.”
She choked, her eyes popping open.
“Yeah, cuh,” he smirked, those perfect white teeth brightening the room. “I love you.”
Meadow came so hard, tears fell from her eyes and her pussy rained all over his dick.
The feel of her releasing had him doing the same. Zaire exploded inside of her, leaving the both of them slick.
Lifting up just a little, he kissed her again, whispering the words into her mouth. “I love you, Meadow.”
Her tears exploded as she tucked her face into the crook of his neck.
His hands smoothed her back. They stayed like that all night, falling asleep in the most uncomfortable position though neither of them cared.
“Tia…open the door.”
Meadow tapped her knuckles against the wood again, gentler this time. The hallway of Tia’s house was quiet, as she felt the polished floor cool under her feet. Morning sunlight filtered through the window at the end of the hall, glinting on the expensive picture frames and the faint smell of eucalyptus candles drifting from the bathroom.
The lock clicked, and the door cracked open just enough for Tia’s eyes to peek out, glossy and nervous. “Meadow,” she whispered. “I’m scared.”
