“I finally see it.”
“See what, baby?”
“The family resemblance. You and Art could be twins the way y’all know how to work a nerve. It must be a family trait because ain’t no way y’all both just act this way naturally,” I teased as Ilaughed. I glanced over at Burkeley who didn’t like my joke as he now wore a calm but deadly expression.
“I work a nerve, McKay?” Between his tone and his low eyes now looking me over, I quickly stopped laughing and knew I’d fucked up. My clit responded for us as the throb said yes. But my head shook frantically, now avoiding his heavy gaze.
A sinister chuckle escaped his lips.
“Wait—” He cut me off.
“Naw, don’t try and clean it up now. You can’t take that back, baby. Don’t worry though, I’ma show you exactly how I can work a nerve.”
The car ride that should’ve taken us twenty minutes felt like two as he was now backing into the garage.
The moment the car door shut, my heart fell into my pussy as my breathing grew choppy.
Without saying much, he rounded the car and lifted me out, now carrying me bridal style into the house, not stopping until we reached the kitchen where he stripped me out of my coat, shoes, and clothes. I was left in only the paint on my bump that I knew was coming off next.
I went to speak when he put his finger over my lips, stepping between my legs.
“Shut the fuck up.” I shut my eyes and welcomed the aggressive tone I loved as he turned on the water. My mind quickly worked out his next move as a warm paper towel washed the paint off.
“Now let’s see what nerve I get on.” Burkeley’s hands moved to my neck, massaging gently yet strong enough to have me moaning from his touch far too fast.
When he used his hand to find the spot right behind my ear, my mouth hung open as my head fell back. It wasn’t until his mouth joined his pursuit that my legs spread as I held myself up by the palms of my hands.
“No, that’s not it.” When he stopped and stepped back and looked me over, Burkeley smirked at the wetness that greeted him as it leaked from my pussy.
“Maybe the nerve I get on is here.” When one hand fondled my now hardened nipple while his mouth nipped and sucked the other, my whimper came out as I grabbed the back of his head, wanting to keep him there as I began to grind.
When he stopped this time and unhooked my hands to release him, I gasped out of frustration as my mouth twisted and my brows dipped in.
This muthafucka is playing with me!
“Baby, please don’t do this to me.” I pleaded to deaf ears because he in fact continued to slowly drive me insane as his hands and mouth tortured my body, finding the nerve he got on.
“I guess that’s not the nerve either. Damn, let me try this one.” All this man did was switch nipples. I’d never had the urge to cum off anyone playing or sucking my titties, but the way Burkeley treated them I was close. He must’ve known because he stopped again, this time my whimper was a full blown whine.
He took his time going down my body, feet and all, completely ignoring my pussy in the process. By the time he made his way to my pussy, I could feel the puddle beneath me.
“Gotdamn, baby. This is the last spot to check. Let’s hope this is the nerve because I don’t think she can take anymore guesses.” Burkeley moved his hands up and down my thighs before he blew on my clit and began making figure eights on her.
“Daddy, this is it! This is it!” I panted. When Burkeley wrapped his lips around my clit, I lost all control as I came, long and hard as my hands rubbed the back of his head. His thick tongue snaked out and lapped up my leaking juices as he moaned. When he stopped, I cried real tears.
“Baby, I’m sorry, I forgot you got one more spot, but only fat daddy can check it.” By now Burkeley had removed his pantsand pulled his dick out. He scooted me closer, lifting me to slide down onto him. That was when I exhaled as my eyes closed. I held on tightly, tossing my arms around his neck as Burkeley’s low grunts came out in my ear, sounding good as fuck.
“Yeah, that’s it right there, M&M. Do you want me to stop getting on this nerve?” he asked as I shook my head.
“No daddy, please don’t stop.” I was begging for dear life at this point. I needed this one.
“You sure?” he breathed out as he moved us toward the bedroom.
“Yesss.”
As soon as my body hit the bed, he went deep, stroking me as I came all around him.
“Oh okay, I was confused, I thought you were complaining about me hitting this nerve, M&M.” His words were rough and sexy as hell in my ear.
