Turning to him, she batted her eyes and asked, “I’m hungry. Can we order some food?”
He chuckled as he eyed her incredulously. “You been practicing?”
Busted.She shrugged with a sly smile. “Maybe.”
It was no secret that the first couple of days they practiced, she had been scared as shit of the gun and wasn’t a very good shot. The queens helped her get over that, and she felt a lot more comfortable with the loud noises and the recoil.
“You know how much you turn me on?” he asked before he licked his lips.
Glimmer dragged her hand down the print in his gray sweats as she licked her lips too. “I think I do now.”
“What we gon’ do about that?”
A wicked grin spread across her puffy lips before she dropped down to her knees. This had also become one of their pastimes. Even when Gideon got in late from running the streets, Glimmer was always down to be woken up out of her sleep and get some dick. Gideon had the best, after all.
Once his veiny dick was free from his sweats and boxers, she wasted no time sucking him into her mouth. Her cheeks createdthe right amount of suction, and she moaned as her saliva built, dripping onto her hand that massaged his balls.
Gideon gripped the table behind him that held the gun she’d just used as he looked down at her. He moved her straightened hair out of her face so he could see her clearly.
“So fuckin’ beautiful,” he muttered. Glimmer moaned her response. She loved pleasing Gideon. Honestly, she couldn’t believe they had gotten to this point. She’d showed up there a complete mess and in a damn wedding dress, and now she had this man’s massive dick halfway down her throat, and she couldn’t get enough of him. God did his big one putting them back in the same room again. “Hol’ up, baby. Lemme get some of that good shit.” With apop, Glimmer took his dick out of her mouth and made sure to lick up the pre-cum on his dick before she rose to her feet. Gideon growled as he lifted her and placed her on the table. “Make sure that safety is on the gun,” Gideon instructed as he pulled her shorts off.
Glimmer handled the gun as Gideon dove headfirst into her pussy. She arched her back and moaned as she tried to focus on taking the rest of the bullets out of the gun and turning the safety on, just to be safe.
She tossed the damn gun aside once that was done and grabbed the back of Gideon’s head. Her fingers ran through his neat locs, and she admired him as he slurped her up like a damn ice cream cone.
“Shit, baby.” She thrusted up at his face, chasing her nut.
“Gimme that, Glimmer,” Gideon coached before he swirled his tongue around her clit.
He didn’t have to tell her more than once. Her orgasm overtook her entire body as she released her juices all over the table and Gideon’s beard.
“Fuck,” she uttered as her chest heaved. Gideon chuckled as he rose to his feet before he leaned down to kiss her. Glimmer’svibrating phone in the hoodie pocket she still wore interrupted them. She groaned. “Ignore it.” She pulled him by his shirt so he was closer to her.
They kissed passionately but broke the kiss when her phone continued to vibrate.
“Just check to see who it is,” Gideon said as he kissed her neck.
She moaned and snatched the phone out of her pocket. She groaned again. “It’s my dad. He’s called three times already. I should answer.”
Gideon reluctantly pulled away as he held his hard dick in his hand. “Aight, man, but you owe me.”
He grabbed his pants and kissed her on the forehead. “I’ma go shower and order your food, so all your pretty ass needs to do is shower when you come upstairs, and then you owe me some pussy.”
She giggled. “I got you.”
Disappointment filled her as she watched Gideon leave the room. She sighed and tapped on her phone to call her dad back, but the phone vibrated again and showed a photo of her father.
Quickly sliding her finger over the screen, she answered. “Daddy? You okay?”
“Hey, baby. I didn’t catch you at a bad time, did I?”
Yes.“No. You okay?” she repeated. It wasn’t like him to call her repeatedly. Her mind automatically went to Trick, and suddenly, the wind felt like it had been knocked out of her. What if he had gotten to her father?
“I’m good. I’m good. Don’t you dare start worrying.”
She let out a sigh of relief. “Then what’s with the multiple calls?”
“I spoke to your mother.”
