She looked down at the toy, then back at me. “You are so irritating.”
“You can take five shots instead,” I offered, shrugging. “I’m cool either way.”
She stared at me for a second like she was deciding whether to fight me on it or not. Then she walked over to the coffee table, set the toy down hard, and climbed onto the couch across from me.
“Fine,” she said. “You wanna watch? Watch.”
I leaned back again, spreading my legs, blunt resting between my fingers. “That’s what I’m here for.”
Taelyn lay back slowly, one leg bent, the other stretching out across the cushion. The red lace against her brown skin looked crazy under the soft lighting. Her hand slid down her stomach all slow and shit, and my throat went dry. She didn’tbreak eye contact when her fingers slipped under the lace of her panties.
“That’s how you start?” I asked quietly. She nodded once. “Look at you,” I murmured. “Actin’ shy but you really freaky as hell.” Her fingers started moving in slow circles over her clit. “You wet?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said without hesitation.
The honesty did something to me. “Pull them mahfuckas to the side.”
She slid her panties to the side and let her fingers move deeper in her wetness. Her head tilted back slightly as a soft sound escaped her mouth before she caught it.
“Don’t hold that shit in,” I told her, licking my lips. “Let me hear you.”
Her eyes opened and locked on mine. She bit her lip, then let out a low moan that went straight to my chest. “Fuuckkk…”
I adjusted in my seat, exhaling smoke slowly. “Yeah,” I said. “That’s it. Fuck that pretty pussy.”
Her hips started rocking into her hand slowly at first, then more desperately. The wet sound started getting louder, mixing with the music and the crackle of the blunt burning.
“Think ‘bout that first night,” I coached her. “Think about how I had you shakin’.”
She moaned louder at that. “Shhiiitttt… mmmm…”
“Don’t rush it,” I continued. “You waited a month. Take yo’ time.”
Taelyn’s fingers moved faster as her breathing got heavier and her thighs trembled. I could see the tension building all over her body.
“That’s it, mamas,” I said, voice low and dick hard as bricks.
Her back arched slightly, and a sharper sound came out of her this time. “Ooooh!”
“You gon’ nut?” I asked. She nodded. “Use yo’ words.”
“Yessss,” she panted. “I’m… I’m… fuuuckkk…”
“Good,” I said, setting the blunt down in the ashtray on the coffee table. “Don’t stop.”
I stood up to see her shaking now, fingers working hard, pussy creaming. Her body tightened and then broke. Her head fell back, mouth open, a real, unfiltered moan spilling out as she came hard. “Godddd… shhiiiitttt!!!”
I walked over while she was still riding it out. By the time I reached her, her chest was rising fast, her hand still moving lazily like she was not ready to let go. I grabbed her wrist gently. “I got it,” I said. I dropped to my knees in front of her, spreading her legs wider. Pussy was glistening, dripping, clit jumping. “Lemme lick this shit up.”
I slid my tongue up her slit slowly, then circled her clit with just the tip, watching her react to every motion, every flick, every pressure change. She let out this needy little gasp, and I smiled into it. “I want you to cum in my fuckin’ mouth,” I growled against her. “You deserve a good nut for waitin’ on a nigga.”
Her hand flew to my head, grasping tightly while I tongue fucked her, licking her clean. I was sucking on that pussylike I needed it to breathe. Taelyn was shaking, twitching, and moaning. “Ahmad, fuck… oh my God…”
That shit only made me go harder, deeper, and nastier with it. I slid two fingers in while I ate, curling them just right, watching her come apart all over my mouth. Her first nut hit in waves. I felt her walls pulse around my fingers, her body convulsing with it, moans tumbling out of her mouth so loud I knew the neighbors heard the shit.
“You done?” I asked, voice low, lips shiny with her juices as I pinned her legs back. “Or you got another one in you?”
Her eyes were wild and glazed, and her body was still quivering. “I… Ahmad…”
