King stood there staring at me. The hunger in his eyes instantly made my stomach tighten.
While I had taken time getting dressed, he looked like he had just stepped out the shower. All he wore were a pair of basketball shorts that hung low on his hips. The outline beneath the fabric was impossible to ignore.
His chocolate skin glowed under the porch light, he bit down on his bottom lip then sucked it into his mouth. That little dimple in his left cheek deepened in a way that made my breath catch.
My body reacted before my mind could stop it. I didn’t want us to fall back into old habits… but my body clearly remembered him.
“Layloni.”
That was all he said.
Just my name.
The way it rolled off his tongue made me feel exposed, like he had stripped away every wall I had tried to build around my heart. My chest tightened and suddenly tears threatened to spill over. Without another word, he reached out and took my hand.
His hand swallowed mine as he carefully guided me inside. I heard the door close behind us, but I didn’t bother turning around. My legs carried me into the living room where I sat down on his large gray couch. The cushions sank beneath me.
King stayed standing in front of me. For a while he said nothing. His dark eyes slowly traveled from my thighs… up to my face.
The silence between us grew thick.
I licked my lips nervously and began fiddling with my fingers, trying to steady the storm of emotions building inside my chest.
My breathing stopped when he lowered down to his knees in front of me. His dark orbs connected with mine as he moved each one of my hands to the side of my thick thighs. His hands found its way underneath my ass, he smoothly tugged me forward and inhaled me deeply.
“I missed you so much Loni…” He kissed my thigh while his huge hands massaged my globes, causing my center to stir. I wouldn’t dare moan; I refused to.
“Breathe baby…” He coached softly.
His voice was deep, his woodsy scent caressed my skin. I started to feel like he was doing this shit on purpose. The effects that King had on me felt endlessly. My mouth watered, nipples started to ache as nasty thoughts filled my head. I gazed at hismouth and fought the urge of wanting to trace his cinnamon lips with the tip of my tongue.
It had been a while since I felt him, now I found myself craving him. My brain was foggy; it felt like he had some type of spell on me soon as I walked through the door.The King affect, I thought to myself and smiled as my eyes were still focused on his lips. His house was cozy and dimly lit; candles were around us making the mood feel romantic. I could almost feel my own heartbeat. I took in a deep breath, then looked him in his eyes.
Clearing the fog from my brain, I finally found my voice to speak.
“King, we need to talk.”
His eyes remained on my thighs, as he licked his lips then stared right into my eyes. My pussy pulsed, reminding me that she was in need of him.
“I don’t want to talk… I need action right now baby. Stand up.” His hand tapped the top of my leg.
I shook my head no, and attempted to speak before he held his hand up, stopping me. He stood to his feet with no shame that his big ass dick was trying its hardest to burst out of those basketball shorts. Damn him, I was overwhelmed now, and my pussy was gushing out for him.
I could no longer get a hold of myself. Without thinking, I took action and pulled those basketball shorts down and was damn near slapped in the face by the huge piece of meat that damn near slapped me in the face.
My mouth watered before I licked around the tip of his dick. A deep groan escaped him, I moaned myself from the taste of his precum coating my taste buds. I trailed my tongue along the rim of his crown then nastily sucked it into my mouth. Without thinking twice, my hand cupped my pussy before sliding my panties to the side and toying with my clit.
King pulled at the top of my dress along with my bra, the cool air kissed my nipples. I moaned lowly with a mouthful of dick stuffed to the back of my throat. King’s fingers twisted and tugged at my hair nipples as he pushed in and out of my mouth. I looked up into his dark bedroom eyes and gagged on the dick, letting salvia fill my mouth, I shamelessly let spit fall wherever it landed.
“Shit baby!” King released my nipples.
I was sucking his dick so good, I heard his toes cracking. I became determined to taste his nut. With the way his precum tasted I knew it had to be sweet. I needed him right now and no longer gave a damn about holding back. When I let his dick ease out of my mouth, I sucked those heavy balls and started to hum on them.
“Fuck, Loni baby… do yo shit.”
I did my shit, and I owned that shit. I was deep throating King so good he became angry. He pulled his dick out of my mouth and looked at me like I had lost my mind.
“I know you ain’t been letting that bitch ass nigga Monty teach you shit or taste and fuck on my pussy.” He gritted out.
