"Okay," she whispered, then gulped, his body partially hovering over hers.
"And stay put. I promise, I won't bite."
That was the problem. Star wanted Swift to bite, suck, lick, and scratch that damn itch that hadn't been scratched in more than a few months. She was overdue, and even though she'd onlybeen with Colt, her mind was wide open to trying something new in the form of the massive, chocolate man who stood six-foot-five, damn near larger than life, when he leaned down and gently pecked her lips.
"You think you can do that?" Swift was teasing her. He knew he was as she squirmed, her body feeling warm underneath his gaze.
"Yes, I can do that."
Star's voice was so soft that he'd barely heard her, but what Swift did hear, he was quite familiar with — lust. It didn't hurt that he could smell the heat seeping from between her legs. Her tethered shorts did a horrible job of containing a scent he couldn't wait to have all over his tongue, his chin, and even his nose.
"I need something from you."
He stood up and took off his sneakers. His socks came next. He tossed them in the hamper before he slid one arm inside his shirt, pulling it completely over his head. Starlah could barely breathe at the sight of his chiseled, dark, smooth skin, not to mention his dick that pressed against the fabric of his shorts down his right thigh.
"I'm, uh…" A slow swallow caught Star's words along with her thoughts.
"Star?" Swift licked his lips, his head angled as he walked closer to the bed. "I want all of your attention on me because I plan to have all of my attention on you. You understand me?"
She looked away, silently cursing herself when he lifted her face by the chin, running his thumb across her lower lip. When her jaw lowered, he slid his thumb inside her mouth. Like the nasty girl he hoped she could be, she gently sucked his thumb. Any hesitation, second-guessing, or thoughts of feeling like Starlah were off-limits had gone out the window.
"Hell yeah, Starlah. Just like that." Swift's lower lip was held captive by his teeth when his dick hardened, hanging low and heavy against his thigh.
"Take my shorts off, Star."
"F-for?" she stammered, her orbs stretched wide.
"See, we were doing so good just a second ago."
Her thighs tightly clenched when he tugged her head back by her hair, then nipped on her neck with his teeth.
"When I stand up, pull my fucking dick out, Star. Take care of me. Ain't that what you promised me?" he whispered against the shell of her ear. She slowly nodded.
"Then do that. Take care of me."
With shaky hands, Star's fingers slid inside his shorts, and he grunted. Swift was antsy, eager to be inside of her, but he wanted this to last, needed it to, in case this would be their first and last time.
"You can do it, Star. I know you can."
His words of encouragement were needed when she drew closer, then peeled the fabric of his shorts along with his boxers away from his skin, the air above his pubic area appearing. It was wavy, silk-like, almost like his hair. She couldn't believe a man was that damn perfect, but nothing was more perfect when his clothes puddled at his ankles, his dick springing up and bobbing in the air.
Its girth was easily two inches wide, and its length, although semi-flaccid, was easily eight or nine inches. A long vein wrapped down the side and then across Swift's length, where his beautiful, mushroomed head leaked with pre-cum. Star looked up at him, then back down. Her pussy throbbed, even leaked, moistening her panties.
"May I?" she asked.
"You better. This your dick. Show him you want him, Star. He wants your ass."
"He does?"
The neediness in Star's voice hadSwift about to toss her in the bed and ram every inch of his dick inside of her, but he needed to show her that there was more to him than fucking. He wanted to do more than that when it came to her. He wanted to make love to her. Girls like Starlah deserved that, even if he didn't deserve to be the one to give it to her. It was too late, though. That pussy was his.
"Been yours since I saw you looking like a lost puppy on that porch that day. Take care of me, Star."
She wasted no time, easing her hand around his girth before her lips and tongue glided around the head of his dick.
"Fuck." Star's pouty lips and her huge hazel eyes boring into his as she gently sucked him inside her mouth, inch by inch, had him close to tearing up. "You munching on this nigga like you like him."
Star hummed, lowered her jaw even more, then took him completely in with slow sucks while massaging his balls. Swift grunted, his fingers sliding against her scalp, then he wrapped them in her hair.
