“I’m not running. I can barely move.”
“Well, sit down,” she ordered.
She held the back of my head with one hand and used the other to reach between us and grab my dick. Quickly, I moved away from the door and plopped down into the first chair I made it to.
“Put it in,” I demanded, dropping my head back between my shoulders as I prepared myself for the ride. When her feet landed on the floor, I knew I had made a mistake.
“Mm, you always feel so big.” Jameela moaned into the air as she slowly sank down on me.
She said that, but I knew Jameela was about to fuck the shit out of me. I knew I’d met my match the first night, so insteadof trying to fight it, I accepted my fate. I gripped her ass in both hands as she held onto the back of my head with both hands and slowly rocked her hips. Jameela’s pussy was perfectly warm and cozy, just like her.
“Ana mudmin alayk.”
My eyes drifted closed as I tuned in to the sound of her wet pussy sucking my dick and milking me of all my faculties. I could feel the tears streaming down my face. There was no use in trying to hide them. I couldn’t remember ever feeling so good in my life. I released my grip on her ass long enough to slap it hard. She had no business fucking me like this.
“Anta taj'alni majnunan, habibti. Ana mudmin alayk. I want my son to be a junior,” I grunted, not bothering to open my eyes.
“Boy, shut up.”
“I need you to cum for me, habibti.”
“I already did,” she said, not missing a beat as she reached behind herself and massaged my balls.
“Anta taj'alni majnunan.” I panted as I tried to hold on to the frayed edges of my sanity.
My eyes drifted open when she shoved her fingers in my mouth, letting me taste her. I didn’t know why the hell she did that, but that was all she wrote. One of my arms hooked under her thigh while the other moved to her throat. I used both to lift her up enough to hold her in place while I drilled into her. My grip on her tightened as I chased the high slowly building at the base of my spine.
“Nicholas, I’m cumming again, baby. Cum with me,” Jameela mumbled.
I roared, pulling her down on my lap as I emptied a full clip into her. Her body jerked, and I rubbed her back to help her come down from wherever she was right now. I wasn’t far behind her. When she rested her cheek on my shoulder, I turned my head enough to kiss her lips. Her eyes were glazed over andheavily lidded, but a smile still played on her lips. I committed the look on her face to memory for the nights when I could only wish that she was in my arms.
“Uhibbuk ya, habibti.”
“What does that mean?” she asked, slightly narrowing her eyes.
“I love you.”
She leaned forward, pecking my lips before climbing off my lap. I winced when we disconnected.
“Stay right there. I’m going to clean you up,” she instructed before strutting across the room. I watched her ass jiggle as she entered one of the bathrooms. I only planned to sit long enough to regain the feeling in my legs. By the time I thought I could move, she had washed me down like a newborn baby.
“Thank you.” I grinned, finally finding the strength to stand on my own two feet.
I didn’t have to pick Amira up until four, so I planned to make the most of my time with Jameela.
“Take this off, and come lay with me for a while,” I instructed, tugging at the dress resting on her hips. Once she was naked, I pulled her body to me, loving her softness.
“I need to recover before you start thinking about another round.”
Her warning made me smile. Even if I wanted to, I didn’t have another round in me.
“I just love to see you naked. Head to my bedroom; I’ll be right there.”
I reheated the lobster and potatoes and crashed into bed to refuel. Once we were done eating the main courses, we lay tangled in my sheets, feeding each other cheesecake and sipping my favorite bourbon. Honestly, I didn’t need sugar or alcohol to tell me that I was on cloud nine.
Jameela reached over and brushed a stray crumb or something from my bottom lip. I caught her at the wrist and kissed her fingers as she settled in against me, resting her head on my shoulder. It felt good to just do nothing for a while. Between Amira and my queen, I didn’t need anything else. Bella was a bonus. I had even more reason than ever to make time for life outside of work.
“Move in with me, Jameela,” I requested.
