“That wasn’t the terms and mutha fuckin conditions, baby.” His eyebrows were drawn down sternly.
“What terms and?—”
He yanked me roughly until I knocked against his chest. Before I could protest, he shut me up by kissing me deeply. With a fistful of my hair, King yanked my head back and grinned down at me before flicking his tongue over my top and bottom lip salaciously.
In seconds, I forgot why I was mad, how we ended up in this bathroom with my body pressed against his hard body.
“Daddy gotta remind you why I’m the mutha fuckin King?” His mouth nastily suctioned my entire bottom lip into his awaiting mouth.
King spun me around and shoved my body against the bathroom door. His teeth scraped against the back of my neck, I gasped shut my eyes just as he sucked tenderly on the same spot he bit. My traitorous body responded, I arched my head back as he nibbled and licked around my neck.
In one swift motion he ripped my dress from the front, stepped back to let it puddle around my ankles. The cold air kissed my pebbled nipples and caressed the rest of my skin. With pure possessiveness he turned me around, drunk me in with his bedroom eyes then lowered his head between my breasts.
“You walked in this bitch with another nigga like you don’t know who the fuck you belong to.” His cool breath fanned over my right nipple.
Nastily he bit, sucked, and teased both nipples before spinning me back around to face the door. King knocked my feet apart not bothering to move my dress as he yanked my thong down my waist.
“You gone regret that shit.” He warned.
All I could do was pant in heat. I was ready to beg him for any kind of release with the way he had my body buzzing. I sucked in a deep breath then held it in when I felt his mouth at the small of my back. He trailed kisses down the curve of my ass then spread my meaty ass cheeks apart.
“King…” I moaned and shivered.
“Shut the fuck up.” He spat.
He urged my legs further apart as he ran his thumb along the crease of my pussy lips. In one swift motion, his hand collided against my soaked center with so much force, my knees damn near buckled. The stinging sensation made my clit throb hungrily for more.
“Is this pussy wet for that nigga or?—”
“You, King!” I panted the words out frantically. “It’s wet as fuck for you.” I moaned out desperately.
King spread my southern lips apart then licked me from my clit up down to my pulsating center. His tongue worked between my folds as he tilted his head to the side and flicked his tongue over my swollen clit. He pulled his mouth away and blew on all the places he licked then suctioned my love bud right back into his hot awaiting mouth.
“Kingggg!”
“Say that shit.” He urged, pulling apart my lips with his thumbs and tonguing his way through my contracting walls.
I couldn’t hold my moans in, my hips pushed back at his face hungrily. King wrapped one hand around my hip to keep me in place as he pushed his entire face into my pussy. I gasped, tears fell from my eyes, the overwhelming sensation of his nose against my clit while his tongue caressed my folds. He took it up a notch by sliding his middle finger into my cleft then fucked my head up by replacing that finger with his tongue.
My body shuddered; I struggled for air. My nails scraped against the door for mercy while my hips mindlessly bucked into his face. Spasms took over as he thrust into me with his tongue still massaging my clit with his nose over and over. My climax seemed endlessly, until I was weak and shivering against the door.
“Bend that ass over the sink so I can see if you gave my pussy away.” His hand came down hard on the top of my ass making it jiggle.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
I scrambled away from the door scared as hell from the hard banging.
“Y’all ain’t fenna go round for round in my shit! I put some extra clothes outside the door, get it and go take that shit back to y’all shit!” Rellianah yelled from the other side of the door.
King chuckled and told her to mind her business. Him and Rellianah playfully went back and forth while I struggled to ground myself from the mind blowing orgasm King just gave me.
“Let me clean you up.” He turned towards the sink and turned on the water.
I stood against the door still panting, wanting to stay a great distance from King. His entire face was drenched in my juices, the bottom of his beard dripped onto his silk shirt and vest. Instead of him washing his face, he snatched up a paper towel and dried his face before tossing the towel in the small waste bucket.
“Come here.” He nodded his head towards me.
Timidly, I walked over to him still feeling the after effects.
