“No. Just a bit dizzy.”
“You think I’m gonna hurt you?”
Okay, this is getting a bit ridiculous now. He’s babying me at this point. So I look him straight in the eye.
“You think wayyy too highly of yourself, blud.”
He smiles. “There she is.”
My heart sinks.
Before I could process anything, he scoops me up. “I can’t lie, Jelly I was scared you went soft on me.”
My legs wrap around his waist as he carries me out the bathroom.
“When I saw you tense up after I choked you, I thought wow. Maybe I took it too far but you pulled through.”
My arms secure on his neck as I relax a bit. “Yeah, yeah. Just do what you came here to do.”
He stops in his tracks, looking down at me like he had a stroke of genius.
“You’re right.” He backs us up to the doorpost until my back presses into the wood. “Enough talking.”
I feel him adjust briefly while moving to hold me up by the palm of his hands on my arse.
Nothing else was said as he slid in.
Not gonna lie. I feel it deep in my stomach when he goes in.
“Fuckkk Jelly,” he drags in a rumble I feel against my chest. “I missed this so much.”
I can’t even respond because I’m too busy focusing on not convulsing. In all honesty, I have no business fucking this man for a plethora of reasons but the only one I can think of right now is his size. And he’s making it his mission to make sure I feel every inch.
“You good?” He asks as I adjust.
“Is that all?” I counter knowing damn well more would kill me. He grins like he knows I’m full of shit yet wants to see how far I’ll take it.
“Don’t hurt yourself.”
That sentence pisses me off. How dare he throw one of the only times a man has ever caught me off guard in bed against me?
It’s slander against my name!
Now, it’s my turn to grab his throat and squeeze.
“Oh?” He finds inches to bury deeper. “That’s what we’re doing?”
I give no release. Instead I start gliding on it. Using all my strength to move while keeping myself upright. He decided the best way to cope is by driving it deeper, hoping to make me cry out. It works.
“Fuck!” I squeeze harder. “This all ya got?”
“All for you, baby.”
And he lifts and slams me into him. Repeatedly. Like I weigh nothing. My head goes back as I enjoy the ride, letting him take full advantage of every inch of me.
He enjoys it a bit too much cause now he’s moving around the room with me.
It feels like we’re Jodi’s mum and Melvin from that scene in‘Baby Boy’.
