Grabbing my shoes, I don’t bother putting them on. Gripping the door, I wrench it open so hard it feels like it’s about to come apart in my hands.
“Snake, don’t leave.” Not Hadrián. Snake. Slowly, I shove the door closed, turning to Saban.
The anguish shows in every angle of her face. There’s trauma there, some caused by herself and other pain put there by others — even me. Still, I can’t go to her. I won’t.
The silence is a drumbeat between us — loud, constant and throbbing. Her chest rises and falls, made more apparent when the covers herself in a way to protect herself from the emotions rioting within her.
Everything in me pushes me forward, but my hurt from her betrayal won’t let me.
“You let me think — and still —” crushed she looks away.
“If you really cared — even a little, you would have come to me instead of running from me like a coward. I liked playing with you.” I confess. “Putting your convictions to the test was the most satisfying thing about this whole situation.” My voice is cold, and I let that truth ride. She looks like I slapped her. I don’t give a fuck.
“Seeing you take me in your pussy, and your mouth with as much eagerness, and the way you threw your hatred at me — that shit was hot.” I don’t have to wait two seconds before she flies at me. She gets one razor-sharp scratch across my jaw, making it sting as she marks me.
“I’ll let you have that one for free, but that one, yeah?” Growling down at her, I fist her soft long locs, wrapping them around and around walking her curvy little body back until the backs of her legs bump up against the frame of the bed.
“See, the thing you didn’t realize that I did all along was how bad you’ve wanted me. You wanted me far longer than you hated me — years. Lust, need, want and curiosity was always going towin. Even if it was only once, I knew your little ass was going to fold. The first thing we have to admit is we are powerless over our addictions.” I tsk, flipping the skirt up over her thighs, looking at the soaking wet pussy print just as she lies. “I’m not addicted to you.”
“Obsessed then.” Keeping my eyes trained on the spot I want to devour, I bite my bottom lip in anticipation. She tries to close her legs, but I don’t let her. In fact, I curl my fingers into the band of her underwear, tugging them down her thick ass thighs.
Squirming, she tries to twist away. “I’ll let you fight if it makes you feel better about giving me my pussy. Hell, that first time was amazing.” I muse.
“Why now? You acted like you were good on me after fucking me to prove a point to the el Diablo crew. Jealous because I was dancing with Bahir and talking to Oz.” Sliding me a dirty look, she scoffs. “Messy ass needs another man to show interest before you move. I’ll pass.”
Reaching mid-back, I pull my Henley over my head, tossing it to the side. Eyes tracking me, now it’s her turn to bite her lip. If I were less of a man, I’d let that shit go to my head and preen under the intensity of her regard.
Instead, I push her thighs further apart, setting her legs to rest across my shoulders. When my face is mere millimeters from her dense curls. I say, “Bondye padon, that I wanted to give you time after you woke screaming that night. I see I’ve been remiss in tending to this sweet, juicy little thing.” I dip my head, burying my face in heaven on earth as is represented by the succulence of her pussy.
“Damn this motherfucker sweet,” I groan, taking my time licking and nudging her lips apart to make room for my tongue to feast the way I need. Arching into my mouth, she grips my head, pulling me closer, tighter into her body. Covering her clit, I suck, building slowly, building and building intensity until theturgid little bud blossoms. Using the tip of my tongue, I flick, only to alternate with the flat side, laving and licking up the essence spilling from her.
Her gasps and moans are a melody spurring my actions until her thighs are shaking and clenching against my head, damn near smothering me as she tries to keep me as close to her as I pleasure her delectable little pussy.
“Snake—” My name on her lips as the comes is the only impetus I need to shed the rest of my clothes.
Whimpers greet me when I press the head of my dick into her plump lips.
“Uh-uh, open that motherfucker for the only man who will ever have her. She missed me. See how she got you acting?” Pressing in, I feel tight muscles give as if obeying my command. My earlier attention and her own lubrication eases the way. Still, I take my time working myself inside of the taunt recesses of her body. “Stretching you out is my favorite pastime, little girl.” Fucking into her, I watch closely as she succumbs to the pleasure and pain of my dominance.
“Looking at you loving how I fuck you. You never had a chance, Sabine.” Intentionally using her real name is like a key to the kingdom. Relaxing, she takes me to the hilt, letting me sink down into softness and heat.
“Hell yeah, look at how well you’re taking me, pretty ass girl.” Looking between us, I pull her up to see exactly how well we fit.
“Tell me who you belong to.” I demand.
She hesitates for a second, and I don’t like that shit one bit. Biting her lip, her eyes are bruises of vulnerability as she whispers. “You.”
“Nah, I don’t think you quite believe that.” A second too late makes me feel like I have something to prove.
Pushing her down into the down comforter, I pull her thighs high on my waist.
Pulling out, I’m captivated by the way she squeezes, trying to keep me in. Feeling every pulsing beat of her tight grip as I slide back in always makes me lose control.
My mission becomes her pleasure. Bending my head, I suck a nipple into my mouth, teasing it to a point as my hips surge forward, seeking the spot I know will send her over the edge. Moving to the other side, I tease it, muttering. “Push them together for me, lil’mama.”
As soon as she does. I suck. She arches, taking me deeper. She gasps, arching away from the highly sensitive spot.
Repositioning her, I pull her thighs higher into the crook of my elbows, surging inside, hitting the sensitive spot just below her cervix.
