He wraps his hands around my waist. “I am utterly and irrevocably in love with you, Nasiah. You are my world.”
I cup his face between my palms and place my lips on his. He swipes his tongue against the seal of my mouth. I open it for him. His tongue flicks at mine before he sucks it into his mouth. The deeper our kiss goes, the tighter his hold on me gets.
He bites my bottom lip before releasing me. My hips squirm in his lap. The imprint in his sweatpants feels like an iron pole pressed against my ass.
His hand moves up my hip to my rib cage and then it’s in my hair. He yanks my head back and latches his lips onto my neck, sucking the flesh into his mouth.
I rock against his lap as if I’m riding his cock. I didn’t want any panty lines under my dress, so I went without. Now, I’m making a mess in his lap with my wetness.
He growls as I imagine he feels how wet I am. He reaches for the straps of my dress and yanks them down my arms. My large breasts spill out over the top. He sucks one puckered peak into his mouth.
I cry out at how good it feels. His hot, wet mouth sucking at my sensitive skin. The way my straps sit snug on my shoulders slightly constrict my arms from lifting. Raziel lets go of the first tit and goes to the second one. I continue to grind on his lap.
With one hand still in my hair, he uses the other to grip my ass. He moves his mouth from my breast up my neck to my chin, where he runs his tongue over it.
“Take me out, Nasiah. I need to feel you.”
Reaching behind me. I lift a little to find the waist of his sweats. I quickly stick my hand inside and grab hold of his thick length. Pulling him out, I stand him up straight. While locking eyes with him, I line him up to my opening. Biting my bottom lip, I slowly lower myself onto his cock.
“Oooohhh,” I whimper as he makes room inside me.
He smacks my ass. “Stop playing and sit on this dick like it belongs to you.”
I do as he asks, moving a little faster. I slide further down him until I’m fully seated.
Placing my feet flat on the ground, my hands on his shoulder, I bounce. Damn, he feels so good. Raziel grabs my dress and snatches it over my head.
I don’t think I’ve ever been with a man who has loved my body as much as he does. I’m pretty sure if no one else were here, Raziel would prefer me to walk around naked all day. The way he takes his time to kiss every inch of me. Every roll, and every stretch mark gets equal attention.
He grabs my ass cheeks and spreads them open as he helps guide me up and down his length.
My moans and whimpers are a chorus to the sound of our bodies. Before I know it, I’m rolled over on my back, my legs over his shoulders as he reaches for the depths of me.
“Uhhhh, Razzy,” I scream as my nails dig into his forearms.
“Every fucking inch of you is mine. Do you hear me?”
“Yes, fuck yes,” I scream when he touches a place inside me I’ve never felt before.
My first orgasm rears its head. My toes curl, my legs shake, and my head tosses from side to side.
“I feel it, Beauty. You’re about to give me what I want. I can feel this pussy getting tighter and wetter.”
His stroke game slows up, but the depth doesn’t change. He moves slowly but deep. My kitty is gushing around him.
“Ooooh. Oooh. Yes,” I whimper out.
“Give it to me. Cum on this cock.”
Like a trained slut, I do exactly what he says. I shoot off like a rocket into outer space. I soak his shirt and the band of his sweats with my cum. He doesn’t stop or pull out. Instead, while still buried in me, he grabs me up off the floor. I wrap my legs around him.
We’re standing in the middle of the living room, his lips pressed to mine, and his hands cupping my ass.
“Let me show you how this pussy makes me feel. Do you trust me?” he asks.
I nod. “Yes.”
He grins right before his wings spring from his back.
