“Twice. When you didn’t call like you said you would, and when you withheld the whole truth.”
“I’m sorry, ma,”
“I been forgiven you.”
Crown closed his eyes, soaking in the moment. He drove into her steadily, over and over, and she cried out his name.
“Uhhhhh, Ahmaddddd.”
“You still gon’ let me marry you, baby?”
“Yesssssss. Oh, yes.”
“Tell me what you want. What kind of wedding? What kind of ring?”
Crown slipped her feet into his mouth, knowing it drove her wild, and his strokes never missed a beat.
“God, baby,” Nivéa whimpered, unable to answer him. She was too entranced, watching him slurp on her toes. The shit made her even wetter.
“Wet ass pussy.” He released her feet and cupped her ass.
Crown made sure not to pull out too much while stroking, stimulating her clit with his pelvis. The sensation sent Nivéa’s eyes rolling back. He let her ride the high before flipping her onto all fours, positioning her just the way he loved. Her perfect arch invited him in as he gripped the roots of her hair and lowered his mouth to her ear.
“I know the dick good, but I need you to focus and tell me what you want from me.”
“Mmm, I don’t want a big wedding at all. I’m a simple kind of gal. Hell, if it could just be you and me, that would make me so happy. But I know that’s not realistic. You have a big family, lots of friends.”
“Nah, anything you want, I’ll make happen.”
Nivéa moaned, then added, almost against her own better judgment, “I love emerald… halo… or princess-cut. Emerald is my favorite, though.”
The words surprised her. She was supposed to be done with Crown. But she couldn’t be, especially not with the way he stood on business when it came to her. It only made her want him more. And then there was the way he made her body feel inside the bedroom. The way he touched her, claimed her, knew her spots. She didn’t want to experience another. No man would ever measure up to him. He had pleasing a woman down to a science. Instinctive. Intentional. The perfect balance of rough and gentle.
Crown stroked her, slowly. Then something shifted. His pace grew rougher, more urgent, as he poured every ounce of stress and pent-up aggression from the past few weeks into her. He drove into her pussy, tucking every word she’d just spoken somewhere deep in his mind. His chain bounced against his chest in rhythm with her ass cheeks clapping. The sound of both filled the room.
“Ahhhhhh…” Nivéa cried out, looking back at him.
“Shh,” he hushed her with a hooded gaze, wanting to keep Nyla asleep. “Here’s what you gon’ do…take this dick, fuck me back, and show me how much you miss me, baby.”
She nodded, ready to oblige.
Chasing all ten inches of Crown’s dick was a struggle, but Nivéa made it happen. The pain was always worth the pleasure. She mirrored his stroke game, winding her hips and driving into him hard as their bodies collided.
“Just like that. Fuckkkkk.” Crown slapped her ass cheek, and Nivéa lost the plot as he pushed her head into the pillow.
“Ohhh, ahhhh… I’m cummin.” She screamed into the fabric.
But she didn’t have to tell him; Crown saw it. He looked down in awe as her juices oozed out, coating his entire dick.It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. He admired it so much that he had to taste it. He pulled out and lowered himself once more. And as if he were starving, he devoured her, swallowing every drop she had to offer.
“Ohhhhh, baby.” Nivéa’s body trembled as she turned around abruptly, wanting part of the action.
She took hold of his dick with one hand, sucking it while the other reached down to massage her clit. In the middle of the bed, Crown was on his knees, groaning as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft. She was killing him, snatching his soul.
The feeling was immaculate; the view of her pleasuring herself as well was perfect. His toes curled when she began deep-throating him, the sounds of her saliva filling his ears. He didn’t know which turned him on more, the vision of her sucking his dick or the sound of her gagging.
Tears fell from Nivéa’s eyes as his size nearly cut off her breathing.
“Hold up, baby. Fuck.”
