I walked past him and got my hot ass in the shower. A part of me hoped that he would be gone when I got out the shower, but that yearning part of me prayed he stayed. I was playing games with my own feelings and emotions. I took a very long shower, purposely hoping he would get the hint to leave. Even in theshower, I felt his aura and presence still around. Hopping out, I wrapped the towel tight around my body. I brushed my teeth and looked at myself in the mirror, I silently pep talked myself, telling myself to be strong and not weak for this fine ass man.
Soon as I walked out of my bathroom that was attached to my master bedroom, he sat comfortably on the edge of my bed. Nothing but sexy dark chocolate, he had on nothing from earlier but his Polo boxers. His muscles and body were well defined. I stood there motionless with no words to formulate butwowin my head. Every single piece of this man was perfect without even trying too hard, from his high cheek bones down to his straight edged nose. I wanted to trace his strong jawline with the tip of my fingers. Those midnight, bedroom dark eyes seduced me effortlessly.
“Breathe Loni.”
I released the breath I was holding; at this point, I wasn’t ashamed nor embarrassed. I could admit he took the breath right out of me when I got lost in his beauty. A fool would say that he wasn’t perfectly sculpted. God took his time when he created King. He made sure every body part aligned with one another.
“Did you fuck that man from the club?” he asked, voice low. His eyes looked directly into mine, like he could tell and figure out if I was lying or not.
“No King.” Him asking twice meant that he didn’t believe me the first time.
“Good girl. Now, come here and drop the towel, so I can lotion you down and get you ready for bed.”
I swallowed my own saliva; my mouth still felt dry. The room felt like it was spinning and, although I’d just thoroughly cleaned my private area, it was wet. So wet, I knew for a fact that if I touched between my inner thigh, it would be moist and sticky.
“Come here Layloni.”
And just like a robot, my feet start moving to his command. Once I made it in front of him, he reached up and released the tight towel from around me. It dropped to my feet, exposing my body as he licked his lips and stared at me intently up and down.
“Why you keep trying to lose weight Loni?”
“I wasn’t trying… I guess it was from depression,” I answered honestly as I looked him directly in his eyes. My stomach had butterflies inside; the excitement and curiosity mixed up in one had me on edge. King was the type of man that was full of surprises. I didn’t know what to expect from him, but I knew what I wanted right this second.
“You better now? Good and happy with your new life?”
I nodded my head, as he placed his huge, calloused hands over my soft delicate hand and guided me to my bed as he stood up and walked towards my dresser with all my body oils and lotions.
“Lay back Layloni.”
I did everything he said with millions of questions running through my mind. I felt the bed shift and looked up and watched him look down into my eyes with a serious look.
“Don’t lose no more weight baby.”
Baby? That one word set me on fucking fire. My nipples got so hard, they ached; my pussy was so wet, it felt uncomfortable. Without me touching it, I knew how slippery I was for him. My pussy was cursing us both out; she was filled with so much need. I wanted to beg him to enter me right away. Instead, he grabbed my fat feet and the coldness of the lotion cooled me off a bit as a moan slipped from my lips. Never in my entire life had I ever received a massage. I never had my body tended too, just licked, sucked and fucked was all I was used to. He thoroughly massaged both feet with tender care. He made me feel like my feet were super important. As if he was reading my thoughts, he took his eyes away from my feet and said in a deep voice to me,“Every single body part on you is important… always remember that.”
He said nothing else from there. He worked his way up from my ankles to my calves and, when he got to my thighs, he spread my legs wider and paused. His eyes stared at my treasure for what felt like hours until he licked his lips and mumbled how he would have to finish the rest of my massage later. With one swift motion, he lowered his body towards my center until I could feel his breath on my pussy. It was the craziest moment I ever had in my life. He spoke no words; he was having a stare off with my pussy. It became hard to focus in the room.
Without me being able to brace myself, he spread my legs wider, then took a long deliberate lick from my asshole to my clit. When he reached my clit, he made sure to make the number eight, putting nothing but pure pressure on my sensitive bud. Guiding his tongue back down when he got to my hole, he tongue fucked me good. King dragged his tongue back down to my asshole, he teased the fuck out of me until he went in on eating my ass thoroughly. Dragging his tongue back up to my clit, he stuck his thick thumb right into my ass and his index and middle finger into my snug center.
He kept the same motion with both of my holes, he sucked and licked on my clit until tears started falling on either side of my face. I couldn’t take the type of pleasure he was giving me. It was too foreign for me and he kept it up until I begged him, “Kingggg baby, please, I can’t.”
He grunted into my pussy, then got nasty as ever with it. He took his whole face and tried to bury it between my center. I felt his nose, eyelids, and lips between my pussy lips and ass cheeks. He was literally eating my pussy, trying his best to get full off my essence. When he removed his face, he stuck those two fingers back inside of me, with his thumb teasing my asshole. He blewhis breath on my clit then kept licking at a steady pace while hitting my G-spot.
I felt a sudden cramp in my stomach. My legs tried to lock around his head, but he didn’t allow it as his long thick fingers kept hitting my spot. It felt like my body was falling off a cliff into a pile of ecstasy. I had no control over myself from the sensations that was hitting me all at once. I wanted to panic but the feeling was too good to stop him. My body was about to do some shit it never did.
I squirted, and I couldn’t stop the flow. I tried to cover my pussy with my hands so it wouldn’t get all in his face, but he slapped my hands away and kept catching every single drop my body disrespectfully spit out at him. I was shaking hard, snatching sheets, my feet cramped up from the powerful orgasm I was having. When King came up for air, my eyes were fluttering but I could still see all the juices dripping down his goatee and face. He snuggled between my legs and tongue kissed me passionately. Licking all over my lips, he traced his tongue between both of my breasts. He pulled both of my titties together and sucked on them at the same time. I couldn’t believe I was getting turned back on after he made me cum so hard. My body was spent just from his head alone. But, watching him place both nipples in his mouth woke my pussy back up and my clit started jumping again for him.
I felt his dick right at my center. Without looking at it, I knew it was bound to do damage. He let go of my nipples and grabbed his shaft and stroked it. Letting it go briefly, he took his hand and rubbed his hand up and down my pussy, catching all of my wetness on his hands. King took his drenched hand and placed it back on his fat, long dick.
His dick glistened from just my juices, causing me to greedily lick my lips. He slapped his fat tip against my clit, then teased it at my opening until I started to beg.
“Please King, I need to feel you.”
“When you feel me, baby, can’t no other nigga feel you. Understood?”
“Yes, King, I promise.”
“You sure Layloni?” He looked me deep in my eyes, piercing my soul with those dark eyes.
