“Mmmm, you gon’ show me?”
“Yes! Don’t stop, baby. Please, don’t stop.” I moaned, feeling tingles in my toes, my fingers, my damn eyes, and—my heart.
Shit.
I was doomed now. Leo had never made me feel like this. Although I never had anyone to compare him to in my adult years, I knew he wasn’t delivering dick this good our whole marriage. And I had never cum so much in all our years together. Two, at best, but that was very random, on a random, drunk night.
Basil was doing nasty shit to me, things I would have never dreamed of doing, like letting him cum on my lips and licking it off. I didn’t even recognize myself, but I welcomed the escape.
“Get your pretty ass on this dick. I need to see the view from the bottom.” He wrapped his arms around my waist and rolled me on top of him. I planted my feet on the bed, leaned back, and placed my palms on his thighs. I bounced on him as if my life were on a countdown. This dick was so good that I was contemplating adding his ass to my accounts and my health insurance. Hell, I was on the brink of letting him claim head of household on his taxes.
“That’s right, baby. Show me what that pussy hittin’ fo’.” His foul language did things to me. This wasn’t what I expected when my mind told me to listen to Rae’s ass. I mean, I knew he had to have had stellar penis since his mouth was made with magical dust, but I didn’t expect him to be so talkative, on top of having extraordinary dick. Leo never talked, at least not like this. Basil was different, and I learned quickly not to test waters I couldn’t swim in.
“Tell me you’re mine, baby.”
“Basil!” I moaned.
“Baye,” he corrected. “Tell me. Let me show you how it feels to be loved. Trust me with your heart, baby. I promise you won’t regret it. Tell me you’re mine.” He grabbed my ass, spreading my cheeks, and thrusted upward. A chill ran up my spine and exploded all over my body. It was a good chill, the one before the climax.
“Tell me,” he demanded, taking one of his hands and wrapping it around my neck as he continued to fuck me from the bottom.
“Oooh, shit. I’m yours, baby. Oh God, I’m yours!” I belted out.
“And I’m yours too, mama.”
“Baye, I’m about to cum!”
“It’s your world, baby. Let me see it.”
He looked down between us, and I dropped my hips and rolled them until I felt myself cumming once again.
“Fucking stunning,” he praised, smiling up at me.
Once he let me come down from my orgasm, he got behind me and ate my pussy again, but he stopped when he knew I was about to cum again. He fucked me from the back, side, front, sucked my toes, titties, and ass. I lost count of how many times I came and had no idea when I had fallen asleep. All I knew was that I was completely done for.
Physically and mentally.
The alarmon the nightstand went off, and I opened my eyes to the brightness of the morning shining through the bay window in Alicia’s room. I rubbed my eyes, then turned over to shut it off, and noticed she wasn’t there. It was 6:00 a.m., which was the usual time I’d already be here to do my job. But something disturbed my spirit.
I had just fucked this woman into a coma last night, and she was up and out of bed before the sun could even rise.
That shit made me feel a way.
I swung my legs over the side of the bed just as the door opened, and Alicia walked in. She was dressed in a black, formfitting dress. Those hips stuck out like camel humps, and her hair was bone straight. She wore light makeup, sheer stockings, and black, six-inch stilettos. My dick stiffened just from looking at her beautiful ass, and before I knew it, I was across the room, pulling her to me.
“Good morning, beautiful. You look good as fuck, baby,” I said, kissing her neck. She pulled away from me and smiled lightly.
“Thank you.” She walked over to the chair in the corner, grabbed my clothes she’d obviously folded, and handed them to me. “I fed the kids and got them dressed already. My mom is on her way to pick us up for church. There’s a fresh toothbrush and washcloth on the sink in the adjoin?—”
I frowned while cutting her off. “Wait. Why do I feel like you’re dismissing me? What’s going on, love?”
“Nothing. I just don’t need you for today.” She avoided eye contact with me and had been since she walked in. Something was off with her, and I knew it couldn’t have been the sex. I never had a complaint, and with the way I had her cumming back to back told me this wasn’t that.
Something happened last night.
I saw it on her face when she walked through the door, and I thought to pry further, but she distracted me when she kissed me.
“Talk to me, baby. Because I’m not buying that it’s nothing going on.”
