Her declaration made me go harder, and when she exploded onto my face, I lapped her juices up like a dehydrated dog. She screamed as she attempted to climb over the headboard to get away from me.
I finally released her, and she swung her leg over my head and collapsed on the bed. I took my underwear off and hovered over her body. Her eyes were closed as I planted soft kisses on her breasts and moved up to her neck before my lips met hers.
She opened her mouth to receive my tongue, and when I slipped it inside, she wrapped her lips around it and sucked the remnants of her essence. That shit had my dick hard as fuck, so I reached between us and lined it up with her entrance.
“Mmm,” she moaned as I slid into her walls.
“Fuck!”
Nyomi’s pussy was the fucking truth. I couldn’t imagine life without it now that I’d had it. It wasn’t just her pussy that had me gone. It was everything she encompassed, and how she handled life’s wins, losses, and everything in between.
My strokes were slow and deep because I was in no rush for this to end. When her walls began to contract, threatening to snatch my nut, I pulled out and buried my face between her thighs again.
“Kilo! Oh my God!”
She was caught by surprise, and her body jolted when my mouth reconnected with her pussy. I pressed my thumb overher clit, massaging in a circular motion as my tongue stroked between her lips.
I slipped the index and middle fingers of my other hand into her juicy hole, and the combination of my thumb, tongue, and fingers sent her over the edge. As she reached her peak, I moved up her body and slammed my dick back into her gushy hole.
“Oh shit!” she screamed while I grunted similar obscenities.
My dick wasn’t strong enough to fight the power of her pussy this time. With every contraction of her walls, my nut raced to the tip, despite the fight my brain put up. The essence of our lovemaking collided, making a slippery mess between us.
“Kilo, please,” she pleaded as I continued to pump.
“Please, what, baby?”
“It’s too much. I can’t?—”
“Nah. It’ll never be too much.”
Before she could respond, her legs were on my shoulders, and I dined on the unique mix of her sweet nectar and my creamy fluid. She screamed, squirmed, and tried to smother me between her thighs, but nothing would stop me from taking her to heights of ecstasy she never thought were possible.
When she reached the point of no return, her screams came from the deepest parts of her soul. My face dripped with the results of her climax as my body hovered over hers.
“I love you, Nyomi.”
Her eyes widened, but I didn’t wait for a response. I wanted her to taste the fusion of our union, so I covered her mouth with mine, and she willingly received my tongue. My dick found its way home, but I could only get off a few strokes before my nut made another appearance.
We must have fallen asleep because I was awakened by something warm and wet covering my dick. My eyes refused to open, so I reached down and felt a mass of curls moving up and down.
I was able to open one eye, and although it was blurry, the sight of Nyomi sucking my dick woke my ass all the way up. I palmed her head with both hands, then adjusted my body to make it easier for her. It couldn’t get any better than waking up to wet, sloppy head.
“Suck that shit, baby. Choke on this muthafucka!”
My encouraging words made her go harder, and every time the head of my dick hit the back of her throat, she’d gag a little. That shit turned me on like crazy, and I couldn’t stop myself from filling her mouth with my seeds.
She didn’t stop sucking until my dick was empty, swallowing every last drop. When she finally came up for air, the smile on her face did something to me. I grabbed the front of her neck, pulling her to me, and smothered her mouth with mine.
She fell on top of me, and we kissed ourselves breathless. When our mouths parted ways, she lifted her head just a bit, looked into my eyes, and said, “I love you too.”
After another nap, I woke up alone. I had no idea of the time, and my phone was nowhere in sight. I got out of bed and stretched on my way to the bathroom. I could smell Nyomi’s shower gel, so I knew she’d taken a shower at some point.
I took care of my hygiene, slipped on a pair of shorts, and went to find my woman. She was in the kitchen, wearing one of my T-shirts, and talking on the phone. I approached her from behind, kissing her neck before noticing that she’d made lunch.
I grabbed a glass from the cabinet, filled it with ice and water, then sat at the kitchen table. While waiting to see what she’d made, I couldn’t help but tune in to her conversation.
“Is that all he said?” She paused to wait for a response. “Umm, I need to talk to my family before I give you a response. Can I call you back in a few hours?” Another short pause. “Thank you. I’ll talk to you soon.”
