“What about them?” She points with her thumb behind us.
“Everybody is grown enough to know their way back. If they don’t, that’s their problem, not ours, because we're out.”
I stand to my full height and interlock Sadia’s hand with mine before I head to the exit without another word.
The door clicks shut behind us before silence stretches, thick and electric. My back rests against the door as I take in the left-right movement of Sadia’s ass. I grip the front of my jeans to calm the pressure in my dick, just as she turns toward me. Her eyes search my face, and her eyes assess me in quiet wonder. “So,” she says softly, “are we still pretending?”
My smile is slow. Dangerous. I lean off the doorframe and remove the space between us as heat bounces between us.
“After tonight, all pretense ends. If this isn’t what you want, then I suggest you speak up now because once we start, I’m not coming off you until sleep forces me to.”
“I think I’ll regret it if we don’t.”
Sadia lifts slightly like she’s a ballerina in the middle of a routine. “This time when we kiss, don’t be careful.”
“I won’t.” I smirk before I connect our lips.
The kiss is slow but deep as she sighs in my mouth, and my hand wraps around her waist.
“You’re mine,” I damn near growl against her lips.
“I’m yours.”
The tension that’s been teasing and pulling at me since this morning finally snaps. I bend slightly to pick Sadia up before I walk to the master bedroom where I lay her gently on the bed. Either adrenaline or hormones has me going through the motions of undressing. My eyes rake over Sadia’s body for countless seconds as I catalog every dip, dimple, and curve of her caramel skin.
“You’re so beautiful, Dia.”
My mouth waters as the urge to taste her takes over my thoughts. I spread Sadia’s legs as wide as they will go before I lower into a squat. I dive in without hesitation thanks to her pussy that glistens with moisture.
“Shit, ba—Chance,” Sadia cries out as her back bows upward.
I flatten my tongue before I push in and out of Sadia’s pussy as I mimic what’s to come from my dick. “Damn, you taste heavenly.” I kiss her outer lips before I suck her clit into my hungry mouth.
“Oh God.” Sadia squirms before I push both of her legs over her head so I can get better access. “Ah,” she cries out.
Either my tongue game deserves a medal or Sadia is more than ready because, in no time, her legs shake, letting me know her release is near.
“Mhm. Give it to me, Dia.”
“Oooh, Chance.” Sadia screams as juices shoot out of her and into my mouth, and some spills onto my chin.
I lick my lips before I move over her body and connect our mouths together without permission. Hell, I’m not the only one who should experience the beauty of her nectar.
“Just the beginning,” I utter before I line my dick with her center and push in gently.
“Ooh.” We moan simultaneously as I still in place from the snug fit as Sadia’s wall suctions me like a vacuum hose.
“Fuck!” I clench my jaw as Sadia’s pussy clenches my dick and her nails claw my back.
It’s painfully good and the encouragement I need to slowly yet rhythmically thrust in and out of her.
“Faster! Deeper! Harder, baby, harder!” she screams.
“Sshhiitt, I got you.”
I pull out before I put her legs up on my shoulders and dip back into her before she can fully recover from the brief pause I’ve given her. Her walls suck me in tight, causing me to moan.
“So good. So damn good, baby.”
