She vehemently tries to break free, but I squeeze tighter and bury my face in her stomach. Her sweet flowery scent attacks my senses, hardening my cock. I lick her thigh, exposed by the high slit in her dress. Fuck, her taste is a shock to my system. She elbows me in the head and escapes my hold.
I give chase, wrestling her against the wall and pinning her wrists above her head. “I love you so fucking much.”
“You hurt me.” Gut-wrenching shudders rack her body and tears race down her cheeks.
“I’m so sorry.” My lips skim along her jaw. “Tell me what to do to make it right. I’ll do anything.”
I delve my tongue between her pouty lips and devour her mouth in a possessive kiss. She melts into me, temptation winning the battle within her. My erection throbs, needing to be inside her snug cunt. It’s been too fucking long. I grasp her hand and hurriedly pull her down the hallway.
“No, Maverick,” she sobs, jerking back.
I scoop her into my arms, and she slumps against me, too emotionally drained to fight anymore. I continue to my room, which is conveniently located on this floor. The second the door closes, her energy returns, and her struggles renew. I tote her across the room, and we fall onto the bed.
“I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!” she shouts, pounding her fists against my chest.
The more she hits me, the harder my dick gets.
I savagely tear at her dress and pretty, red G-string until she’s stripped bare, then violently shove two fingers into her hot pussy. Cocoa stills, eyes fluttering closed.
“You’re soaked,” I murmur, tunneling through her sheath, knuckles deep. “It’s crying for me. Do you want me to stop?”
She shakes her head, spreading her legs wider. I suck a caramel-colored nipple into my mouth and push a third finger into her tight channel.
“Oh God, Maverick,” she moans.
“Have you been with anyone?” I ask.
“No, I swear,” she replies breathlessly. “You?”
“Never. You’re it for me,” I proclaim, rubbing my thumb over her slippery clit.
She convulses, wildly riding my hand to completion. I move to my knees and frantically pull my cock free, then sink into her dripping center in one stroke. Fucking nirvana; even better than I remember.
My hips pump between her lush thighs, unleashing five months of sexual frustration. Fuck me, her waterfall pussy gushes with each thrust.
“Yes! Aaaah!” Cocoa screams, head thrashing from side to side.
Her smooth, slick passage clamps down on my length.
“You’re mine forever,” I groan, saturating her pussy in my cum.
“Yours forever,” she whispers.
I kiss her forehead. “I promise to always trust you and never say another racial slur again in my life.”
She nods, tears brimming in her eyes. I’m going to spend the rest of my days worshipping at her feet.
Four years later
I poke my head into the bathroom and swat Cocoa on the bottom. “Fuck, I love that jiggle.”
“You are such a caveman.” She giggles, swiping at me.
“Shake a leg, woman. We have guests waiting on us.”
“I have to finish my makeup.”
My gaze roams over her face. “Looks done to me.”
