Page 15 of Special Delivery 2


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“I’ve been waiting on this dick,” I said, louder this time.

He gripped both my hips and started plunging into me in steady, heavy strokes that had the bed creaking under us. Each thrust landed so deeply that the sound of skin hitting skin filled the room, wet and messy.

“Don’t run from it,” he told me when my body tried to move away from the intensity.

“I’m not running,” I shot back, pushing back against him instead. “Fuck me like youreallymiss me.” Ahmad’s hand slid up to the back of my neck, not squeezing, just holding me steady while he angled himself deeper. My mouth fell open again when he hit that spot inside me that made everything blur. “Right there,” I gasped. “Don’t move.”

He stayed right there and kept pounding into me, deeper and heavier, until my voice broke completely. I reached back blindly and grabbed at his arm, needing something to hold onto. “Fuck, Tae,” he groaned. “Pussy milkin’ me.”

I pushed back harder, meeting every thrust, refusing to lie there and be handled this time. If he was going to give me back shots, I was going to earn them. He smacked my ass once, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to make my body jump.

“You love gettin’ fucked like a slut?” he asked, stroking the hell out of me.

Eyes rolling in the back of my head, I responded, “Yessss… fuck me like you hate me.”

He bent forward slightly, chest pressing against my back as he kept thrusting, his breath hot against my ear. “You so damn freaky,” he murmured. “I fuckin’ love that shit.” Every time he pulled out and pushed back in, the wetness sounded obscene. Messy as hell.

“Ooooh, fuuckkk!!! I’m gonna… I’m gonna cuumm… shiiitttt…”

“Good,” he said, pace picking up just enough to tip me over. “Cum on this mahfucka. Squirt for me.”

My body tightened around him, squeezing hard, and the orgasm hit fast and deep. My pussy muscle pushed his dick out, and I cried out, hips jerking, nails digging into the sheets while I squirted all over him.

“Damn,” he groaned, tapping his dick through the wetness before pushing back inside. His strokes got rougher now and more urgent. I could feel the shift in him. The way his breathing changed. The way his grip tightened.

“Aaahhmmaadddddd!!!!”

He slammed into me one last time, deep and solid, before pulling out. I could feel his warmth releasing on my ass. “Shit,” he grunted, body jerking wildly. “Fuck. Goddamn, Taelyn… fuck…”

For a few seconds, neither of us moved. The room was quiet except for our breathing. This had been worth the damn wait.

T a e l y nD R O P P E Do n t oher stomach, body still trembling just a little. I got up and hit her bathroom for a wet washcloth. Getting back on the bed, I wiped her ass off then moved to lay beside her. My dick was still hard, thick, and coated in her mess, and my mouth was watering to taste her all over again.

She turned her head to look at me, hair wild but still pretty as fuck. “What now?”

I smirked. “You askin’ like the night ain’t young.”

She laughed breathlessly, twisting onto her side. “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“It means put that pussy on my face and swallow this dick.”

She raised a brow. “That’s what you want?”

“Hell yeah.” She sat up on her knees, still looking curious, until I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her toward me, making sure she understood what the fuck I meant. “You think you can focus on suckin’ my dick while I suck on that clit?” I asked, lying back and guiding her hips down over my face.

Taelyn grinned. “I can handle anything.”

“We’ll see.”

I grabbed a handful of her ass and pulled her down the rest of the way. Her pussy was still messy, and her clit was a little swollen. Still, I groaned into her pussy, tongue running through her folds while she moaned and wrapped her lips around me. The way she sucked all slow at first made my hips twitch.

“Mmm…” she moaned around dick. I flattened my tongue and dragged it up her slit, then locked my mouth around her clit and sucked. Her whole body jerked. “Ahmad!”

“Shut up and suck that mahfucka,” I growled against her pussy.

She moaned again, deeper this time, and got back to work. I felt her lips slide down the length of me, tongue warm and wet and perfect, and I groaned into her again, letting the vibration make her thighs shake.

I spread her cheeks and spit inside her pretty ass, circling my tongue, getting it nice and wet. Then, I slipped a finger inside while I tongued her clit, and that’s when she lost rhythm. She pulled up slightly, hips grinding against my face as she gasped.