I tried not to smile.She was nervous, and, damn, I liked that too.
“Yeah, it’s all good.”
Tugging up her top until I could slide my hand beneath the fabric and feel her soft skin, I watched her breathing hitch.“You like my tattoos, and I like your tits,” I told her.
She let out a small giggle and bit down on her bottom lip.
“Tell me what Calvin said to you in the kitchen tonight,” I said as I rolled one of her pebbled nipples between my fingers.
“Oh,” she breathed.“Um … he was, uh, wondering about your, uh, behavior toward me.”
“What behavior is that?”I asked.
Her chest was rising and falling in short pants while I continued to play with her.“Um, you, uh, you know, you were kind of, um …”
“Possessive?”I supplied when it was clear she didn’t want to say it.
She nodded, her eyes staring up at me, uncertain.
“It’s okay.I was.And what did you tell him?”
There was a hesitation as she dropped her eyes to stare at my chest instead of meeting my gaze.“That we were friends.”
Holding back a laugh, I asked, “And that was it?He accepted it, and y’all returned?”
She didn’t respond, and I pinched her tit hard enough to make her stiffen and suck in a breath.“You can tell me, or I can just watch the security camera footage from tonight.”
That got her attention.Those silver pools snapped back up to mine, wide.“You have security cameras in the kitchen?”
I nodded.“Yeah, darlin’, we do.Now, why don’t you tell me exactly what was said and save me the trouble?”
She closed her eyes for a moment and let out a sigh.“He was worried … about you being … in the Mafia.And asked if we were … sleeping together.”
That sounded more like what I’d expected.“And what did you say?”
“That I wasn’t scared of you and that I was safe with you.”
She was avoiding answering the sleeping together thing.
“What about the other?Did you tell him how much you like sitting on my face?”
Her face was instantly bright pink.“No,” she whispered, as if there was someone other than us in the room.“I told him that we had not had sex.”
Ah.Smart girl.She had been honest and left out the details as to what we had done.Although I wanted him to know I’d come all over her pussy and eaten her cunt while she cried out my name.But probably best for her that he didn’t know.
I moved my hand to her thigh and draped her leg over my hip.“You still worried about the size of my dick?”I asked her, rocking against her.
She swallowed hard, then shook her head.“No,” she breathed.“I mean, well, maybe a little, but … but I’d like to try.”
Fuck.We’d do more than try.I’d show her just how good it would fit.
Grabbing her waist, I flipped her onto her back and began removing her bottoms and panties before moving to the buttons on her top.I wanted to rip the damn thing open, but I figured she might be upset if I ruined it, so I worked quickly.
Leaning down, I sucked a nipple into my mouth while fondling the other breast.Her soft moans caused pre-cum to dampen the front of my boxer briefs.Jesus, I’d never been so turned on by a female doing absolutely nothing to get me there.Normally, they were on their knees, sucking me off, before I was even thinking about fucking.
With one last nibble, I lifted my head and looked down at her.
Another first for me, I thought as I lowered my head to take her mouth.I’d been craving the soft feel of her lips and the sweet taste while her tongue slid against mine.I didn’t kiss normally.It had always seemed pointless.I’d done it when I was with a girl who wasn’t a stripper or expected it, but that was rare that I spent that much effort on a fuck.
