"Damn, Naomi! Suck that shit!" he begged.
Sin's eyes were on me, and his mouth ajar as he beheld the way I pleased him. I took him to the back of my throat and hummed on his tip, causing him to snatch me off. When he flipped me over onto my stomach, I knew Sin was about to fuck me up.
SIN
I entered Naomi on a growl, smacking her ass hard as fuck for having such good-ass pussy.
"Ooohh!" she crooned. She fisted the comforter, but that shit wasn't about to help her.
I was balls deep and coated in her nectar as I watched myself slide in and out of her tight, wet pussy.
"This pussy was made for me," I praised.
Her arch deepened as she threw her ass back, meeting my thrusts. My strokes had her moaning and sniffling. Naomi's walls hugged me so tight that I begged her to cum.
"Cum for me!" I demanded. A nigga couldn't hold on. She'd already sucked me to perfection, so this nut was beyond ready to blow.
"Siinnn!" she cried out as her pussy gripped and gushed around me.
"Just like dat!" I commanded, spanking her some more. She came again, arresting my damn heart in my chest. I pumped so hard, my nut shot out quicker than I could call Naomi's damn name.
I collapsed on her back before rolling us over to spoon her. Gently, I placed kissed along her sweaty shoulder. This woman was doing a nigga in. The more I was around her, the more I didn't want to be without her. I'd never fallen for any woman, let alone this fast. I was ready to do any and everything for her. That in itself was scary, but I wasn't going to slow up.
I'd been waiting for this — a woman I could actually see myself being with more than just as her man. Fuck anybody before her. No one existed except Naomi London.
As the season crept by, I stayed by Naomi's side. The women's basketball league didn't last as long as professional men's basketball, but it felt like it. I was on planes left and right, ensuring I was wherever Naomi was. When she was home, shestayed with me at my place. We did shit that normal couples do when they date — shit I'd never done with anyone else.
She worried about my work getting behind. However, I was handling my business with ease, taking new clients just as if I were in the office every day. Nothing fell off, which only gave me hope that my life was going in the right direction. If anything around me had been suffering, then I would've had to take a step back and analyze if following Naomi around the country was fucking up my life. It wasn't.
Being at her games were proud moments for me. Her teammates finally warmed up to me, speaking whenever they saw me instead of grilling my ass.
"Those are cute," Naomi said, breaking into my thoughts. We were shopping at the mall on the rare day she didn't have practice. I cut my workday short just to accompany her.
She tugged at my hand, leading me inside Footlocker. Several people spoke to her but refrained from asking her for photos and autographs. They mainly stared. The niggas were drooling as if they had never seen a fine-ass woman before. Then again, Naomi was fine as fuck, and I remember looking at her the same way when I first laid eyes on her.
"Aren't they cute, babe?" she asked, holding up a pair of pink high-top Nikes.
"Yeah, that's you," I agreed. They'd go perfect with one of the outfits I'd purchased for her out of this boutique she liked.
Naomi saw another pair of sneakers that she wanted, so I copped both pairs for her and a few pairs of sneakers for myself. Our shopping day ended with me taking her to a jewelry store. I'd seen a pair of diamond earrings in the display case as we'd walked by earlier and had to return and get them for her.
We settled on cooking dinner for each other tonight. I put her in charge of the baked potatoes while I handled the steaks. As she cleaned and prepped the potatoes, her hips rocked to thebeat of a Jodeci hit. Pausing what I was doing, I went to her side of the counter and pulled up behind her.
Snickering, she danced on my dick without missing a beat. I leaned forward, kissed her neck, then bit her in that same spot.
"You ready to meet my parents?"
Her laughing and dancing stopped as she quickly glanced at me over her shoulder. "What?"
Chuckling, I replied, "Really?"
Damn, she would hurt my feelings if she weren't ready.
"You don't think we're moving too fast?" she asked.
I stared into her eyes, wondering why she had the hesitancy.
"Nah, I'on think so. We've been together for months, baby. I think you know by now that I'm serious as fuck about you. Besides, it's just dinner, not a marriage proposal."
