“You didn’t answer me?” He moved his right hand and lowered his head to replace his thumb with his mouth. He sucked her nipple and tugged hard enough to have her back arching once more.
“You didn’t give me a chance,” she released in a breathy tone.
He grinned sexily before he bit her nipple roughly causing pain he soothed with his tongue.
“You gonna let me carry all your problems, Mari?” He asked the question for a third time, and although her mouth was free of his, giving her ample opportunity to respond, he made it difficult by sucking hard on her nipple, followed by the pinch of his teeth then his tongue.
When he lifted his eyes, demanding a response, she blew out a calming breath to ground herself.
“Yes.”
He kissed her, a hard, punishing kiss that had Samari distracted enough to not notice his hand had found its way into her sweats until she felt the pressure from his fingers gliding over her pussy. She sucked in a deep breath when the first one pushed inside of her. Need slammed through her veins and spread over her body. He drove his fingers in and out of her, sucking on her tongue until he needed confirmation as to how far they were taking things. Based on the way she moaned and rolled her hips, grinding against his fingers, Asao had a pretty good idea of how this would end. If she shut him down, he’d be cool with stepping away, but if she wanted this…
“If you want me to stop, tell me now.”
“I don’t,” she rushed out when her eyes shot up to his, blazing with anger because when he took his mouth away, his fingers left too. Every inch of her felt the absence of his touch.
Asao smirked. “You want me to fuck you, Mari? Because that’s about all I can offer right now. With the way I’m feeling I can’t take it slow?”
“Yes.”
He chuckled and brought his mouth to hers at the same time he lifted her from the stool and pulled her into his chest to make sure she had full access. His dick was long, thick, and hard when it pressed against her stomach. He made sure she felt the weight of him because she needed to know what she was agreeing to.
“You sure you want this?” His tongue glided over her lips before he worked it into her mouth with a kiss that had her leaning deeper into his body. His fingers pushed into her pussy again while his thumb circled her clit in rough, lazy circles. Heat blazed through her stomach and traveled over her skin as her back arched.
Instead of saying yes, Samari hooked her fingers into the sides of her sweats and worked them over her hips. Her panties went with them, and when the pants dropped from her thighs to the floor, she stepped out of her slides.
Asao offered up another kiss while Samari moved her hands between them and clumsily worked to unfasten his jeans to get her hand on his dick. He was temporarily lost in the vise grip of her fingers around him while her palm firmly jerked him from the base to the head.
“Fuck,” rushed out of his mouth before her back was to the wall and his hand was on her cheek. His thumb moved over her skin and his eyes narrowed on her pretty face. “One last chance.”
She smiled devilishly. “For me or for you?”
He chuckled and pushed a hand into his pocket to retrieve a condom. When he held it up, she removed it from his fingers, ripped it open, and stroked his dick a few more times before she covered him.
His mouth was on her at the same time his hands moved to her waist. She was lifted from the floor and Samari moved her hands between them. She guided him in, groaning lowly when his thickness stretched her until the depth challenged her ability to breathe without effort.
Asao’s fingers dug into the softness of her ass and Samari’s head dropped back against the wall. Her lips parted and she blinked several times before a smile curved her lips. That dropped as soon as he dipped then drove back in, bottoming out.
Her mind crashed and her body spasmed.
He was thick, fuck so thick…
Asao gave himself a moment to simply enjoy the heat wrapped around him. The flexing of her walls from the intrusion had his dick pulsing and her pussy gripping him tighter. Every nerve in his body was overly aware of the pineapple and mandarin scent on her skin, the feel of her holding him hostage, and the rhythm of her labored breaths.
He laughed because he was totally fucked. He didn’t stand a chance. She’d caught him slipping and that was a first…
“You’re laughing.”
“’Cause that’s all I can do. There’s no way I’m coming up outta this pussy, Mari.Ever. No fucking way.”
AndI don’t think I want you to…
That was the last thought she processed before he drove into her so rough and so deep that she could barely keep up. His fingers gripped her skin while he slammed into her with hard punishing thrusts that had her back and shoulders landing against the wall.
He held her close, pulling her into every thrust he delivered while he sucked her neck and his teeth sank into her skin. Each time he lifted, pulling out, Samari braced herself for his return and Asao didn’t disappoint. He drove into her hard and painfully deep.
“You good, Mari?” There wasn’t anything soft or sweet about the way he was handling her but that would have to do for the moment. He would take his time when he found his way between her thighs again because there damn sure would be a next time.
