“And I’m takin’ full advantage.” Her thighs twitched. She bit her lip hard and started moaning, trying to hold it in but failing miserably. I was locked in, eyes on her face, watching every reaction like I was scoring points. “Talk to me, Tae.”
“Ahmad… fuck… that feels… oh my God,” she whimpered, her hand gripping my forearm now. “I swear… you’re… you’re a problem.”
“Nah, baby. Just know what the fuck I’m doin’.”
When she came, it hit hard, gasping with her face pressed into a pillow while her body arched under me. I pulled my fingers back and slid them into my mouth. “Bomb,” I murmured, licking my fingers clean.
She peeked back at me, eyes heavy but smiling. “Like I said, a fucking problem.”
“Get yo’ fine ass up,” I said, already scooping her into my arms. “Come rinse all this off before I put this dick right back in you.”
She let out a tired laugh, arms around my neck. “If I end up in a damn wheelchair, I’m blaming you.”
“That’s cool. I’ll push that mahfucka,” I said, carrying her toward the bathroom.
She cracked up, head falling against my shoulder. “You’re stupid.”
“Nah, I’m serious,” I said, grinning as I set her on the sink and turned the shower on. “But you already knew that when you invited me over.”
She smirked, licking her lips. “And I’d do it again.”
I stepped close, kissed her forehead, then trailed my lips to her mouth. Steam was already curling up the walls, fogging the mirror, making the whole bathroom feel like a sauna. I watched the way her skin looked in the low light, all soft and glistening, thighs thick and still trembling a little from what just happened in that bed.
I opened the shower door, and we both stepped in. Water hit my back, but I spun her around so it could drench her instead. Taelyn gasped, hands flying up as the hot spray soaked her curls instantly. “My hair!”
“That shit was fucked up anyway. I’ll pay for it.”
She smacked my chest hard. “Boy, don’t play with me. I just got this shit done.”
“And I just fucked it up,” I said, kissing the side of her wet neck while the water poured down her shoulders. “You welcome.”
She tried to hold onto her attitude, but a smile kept sneaking out. “You're so disrespectful.”
“Nah,” I murmured, sliding my hands down her waist, “I’m just honest.”
She rolled her eyes dramatically, but she relaxed under the water, letting it run down her back. I reached for the body wash and squeezed some into my hand, then slowly rubbed it into her skin. Her eyes closed, chest rising, breath soft like she loved being touched just as much as she loved pretending she didn’t.
We finished washing up and, when the water was off, grabbed towels. I wrapped her in one and pulled another around my waist before holding her chin. “Come on, pretty ass.”
I lifted her again and carried her straight toward the bedroom while she clung to me, kissing my jaw lightly as we moved. “You got another set of sheets to put on this mahfucka?”
She laughed. “Listen, I’m agrownass woman. Clearly, you’re used to some little ass girls with only one sheet set.”
I dropped her ass on the bed, watching her bounce. “Oh, you got jokes?” She just kept on laughing as she climbed off the bed. “Just for that, I’ma fuck that pussy ‘til it hurt.”
“Ahmad!”
Ignoring her ass, I stroked my dick with my eyes locked on her until she ran out of her bedroom laughing. Fifteen minutes later, the bed was changed, I had on some of her vanilla lotion—because a nigga couldn’t be ashy—and we lay across her cool ass sheets.
I leaned down and kissed the top of her forehead. “Happy Valentine’s Day, mamas,” I whispered.
We lay up watching TV and talking shit for a while. Taelyn thought she was about to knock out around one in the morning, but I had to taste that pussy again. Shit was too good.
M ye y e sf l u t t e r e dopen to sunlight peeking through the blinds. I blinked a few times, noticing the space beside me was empty. I sat up slowly, letting out a soft exhale as my body reminded me exactly what went down last night.
My thighs were sore, my hips ached, and the base of my back felt stretched in ways I hadn’t felt in a long ass time. I smiled to myself, biting down on my bottom lip before glancing around the room.
“Ahmad?” I called out, voice a little scratchy from sleep.
