Chanel shifted, never dropping my gaze. She slid her panties aside with one hand and held my dick with the other. When she sank down on me, I stopped breathing. Her hands rested on my shoulders, and she whispered, “I’m about to push you deeper inside of me, Ash. I need you to breathe.”
My hands gripped her hips as she wound them and gyrated on me. The more she gyrated, the deeper she sank, until I was buried deep inside of her. Holding her tight so that we didn’t lose our connection, I slid down the bed. She worked me over, and I almost lost my mind.
“Fuck! What are you doing to me, woman?” I growled.
“Claiming what I want,” she whispered, working her hips like magic.
“We shouldn’t be doing this, Chanel. I shouldn’t even fucking be here.”
“But you are. Relax and enjoy the moment.”
“Gahdamn, girl.” I grunted as she rubbed my balls and contracted her pussy all around me.
“I promise that I won’t have any regrets about this in the morning. I want to make you feel good tonight, and I want the same from you.”
“You’re saying everything I wanna hear, girl. What’re you trying to do, li’l bit?”
“Make you know what it feels like to be with a woman. One who is self-assured and knows your worth.”
“Unleash me, woman. You’re driving me up a fucking wall. Your words. This pussy. Your body. Gahdamn!”
She gripped her nightshirt in her hands, but I tugged it free. Pulling it up and over her head, I tossed the satiny material onto the floor. I licked my lips at the sight before me—the curve of her hips, the little strip of hair between her thighs, the flatness of her pierced belly, and the swell of her tiny breasts. I was surprised that she had piercings in her nipples. I had never seen a hint of them before, not even when she wore the bikini, swimming.
“Nipple pads,” she whispered as she answered my unspoken question.
“Why?” I whispered back in a gruff tone.
“Personal. Intimate. Not for the world to see. Only my lover, the man lucky enough to have me at that moment.”
“I’m feeling lucky as hell right now, ma.”
“You damn sure are lucky, but I’m feeling a bit blessed, too, sitting on this curved dick the way that I am.”
Chanel pulled her top lip between her teeth, rested her hands on my chest, and rode the hell out of my dick. I pushed up inside of her and smoothed my hands over her ass. It bounced each time that she sank down on me.
I smacked her ass as her breasts jiggled in my face. Each time I leaned up to try to suck one, she rose and arched back.
Chanel was fine as hell. Despite her being petite, she had thick thighs and a big ass. Her upper body was tiny, and she only had a handful of breasts, but they were perfect to fill my big ass hands.
I gripped them and gently pulled her back to me. Lowering my head, I sucked her nipple into my mouth before I sucked her entire breast in.
“Oh shit, Ashton,” she cried out.
Using my core muscles, I pushed up into her as hard as I could, until I knocked the wind out of her. She rocked forwardand gripped my shoulders tighter. Her thighs pressed hard against mine, and her pussy clenched all around me.
“This what you’ve been wanting, Chanel?”
“Mmm, yeah,” she cried out as she gyrated hard and wild.
I flipped her over onto her back, pulled her leg up and over my shoulder, and pressed her other leg out and to the side.
“Damn, Ash. I’m not a chicken wing. You can’t be folding me up this way to get it.”
“I’m gonna fold you and flip you whatever way I need to so that you can know that I’m no joke.”
“I know it. Shit! I feel you in my kidneys.”
“I need you to feel me in your medulla oblongata. I’m trying to tap into that spinal cord and leave some shit on your brain.”
