“No King, I swear I haven’t fucked him… we just friends.” I panted out.
Saying nothing, he slid is hand between my breasts, palming them urgently. My eyes went wild as I let out a small gasp as he pushed both titties together so he could lick and suck both nipples at the same time.
“I swear I’ll kill you and that nigga.” He murmured out, still tending to my nipples.
I writhed, arching my body towards his mouth. My entire body quivered soon as he cupped my pussy tightly. Before I could blink, King snatched my panties off then drove his finger into me.
“You missed a nigga?” He asked, studying my face hard.
“I did, baby.” I moaned out.
He pressed a second finger into me then swirled those thick digits of his in a circular motion.
“Nut all over my fingers, so I can make you nut all over this dick.” He demanded in a cool tone.
His hot mouth closed around one of my nipples, I jerked against him as the sensation shot straight to my clit. His fingers were firm and unrelenting, his thumb pressed against my clit just as he started pumping his two fingers in and out of me.
“Let that shit the fuck go, baby.” He bit down into my nipple.
Nastily, he sucked and spat it out then blew his cool breath against it. There was nothing I could do to stop the orgasm from exploding throughout me. My body was no longer mine to control, it belonged to King. Everything felt too intense, my pussy fluttered as my stomach cramped up.
A sound of approval grumbled from King’s throat as I squirted all over his fingers.
“Good fucking girl.” He smirked sexily.
Instead of giving me time to recover, he slipped another finger into me. He tampered with my G-spot making me bow up off the couch and beg for mercy. My body never had time to recover from the first orgasm as I felt another crash into me.
“Please King!” I managed to get the words out.
“Please what?” He frowned deeply.
“You been avoiding the fuck out of me!” He snapped, still fingering my spot.
“A nigga been losing fucking sleep, and thinking about you like crazy.” He ran his thumb over my clit.
“Then I finally see you, and you with a pussy ass nigga!” He pulled his hand out of me and slapped the shit out of my pussy before shoving them right back inside of me.
“Oh shit!” I gasped.
“Ohhhh shit!!!” He mocked me with a maniac expression covering his handsome face.
“You got me fucked up!” his eyes darkened.
His large hand land on my inner thigh. Removing his fingers again, he dropped down between my legs and immediately slid his tongue between my folds. He plunged deep into my slit and pushed his tongue down to my opening. King groaned like he was wounded as he drunk down my essence.
He thrusted his tongue hungrily into my tunnel for more of my juices. The wet squelching sounds bounced off the wall as he sipped me down.
“King!” I gasped for air.
Ignoring me as if my begging meant nothing to him. My clit throbbed with every stroke of his tongue. I gritted my teeth and rocked back against his mouth determined to ride the wave of pleasure King was giving me. Just when I was getting ready to cum again, he stopped abruptly.
“Lay back and hold that pussy open for daddy.”
Not having to be told twice, I laid back and spread my legs as wide as they could go on the couch. Wetness seeped down between my ass cheeks as I spread my southern lips apart. King got between my legs, his dick glided against my inner labia.
“You missed me?” King’s eyes flickered with adoration, lust, and hunger.
“I did.” I moaned out.
