I slow down until I can get myself under control as not to cum too fast. I pull out of her to remove her legs from my shoulders. Then I raise her up from her lying position and wrap my arms around her as I move her up and down my dick at an unhurried rate.
“Chance.”
“I know.” I kiss her lips as her pussy gushes, and our bodies slap together in a joint rhythm that damn near alters my vision.
With every stroke and thrust, electric jolts surge through my body. Our eyes meet, and the significance of this moment doesn’t need the words we’re silently speaking. Our fake relationship has come to an end. From tonight forward, we’ll be working on building a new, real foundation.
Around four in the morning,my bladder wakes me from a dream, sending me to the bathroom. My eyes connect with Chance’s sleeping form, and my body heats all over. My eyes take in every exposed piece of him, before I note the tent in the sheet.
Repay the favor, bitch. He’s begging for it. Look at him.
Those words of encouragement have me damn near jogging to the bathroom to pee. It takes me less than five minutes to pee, wash my hands, and get back into bed. With cat-like movements, I ease the sheet off Chance and glide his dick in my mouth. I mean, who am I to turn down a challenge? On the second stroke of my tongue, Chance’s eyes pop open.
“Shit!” He groans, and his hands grip my head as I suction his dick in my mouth.
“Mm.” I moan as my treasure juices and thumps.
I come up for air before I kiss the slit in his dick and tug on his balls. To my pleasure, Chance is now fully awake and in the moment with me. I smile devilishly before I inhale his dick until it hits the back of my throat. My eyes flutter closed as I treat his dick like it’s my favorite popsicle. I bob up and down as Chance grunts and groans like a wounded cat. Saliva slides out of the sides of my mouth as I get lost in the pleasure of pleasing Chance.
“Gotdamn, Dia.” Chance grunts as he grips my head tight and almost painfully.
But I’m too caught up in our joint enjoyment to slow my mouth or complain. I take small breaths as my mouth and jaw work in tandem as Chance pumps his hips. The action excites me and causes me to deepen my suction before I pick up speed. I hear Chance’s toes cracking like wood in a fire before he releases my head and then jerks me off his dick.
“I wasn’t done.” I frown.
Chance smirks before he picks me up and slides me down onto his saliva-drenched dick.
“Neither am I. Ride me, Dia.”
He slaps my ass as I nod before I bounce on his dick like a cowgirl at the rodeo. I close my eyes and bite my lip as Chance thrusts into me. My hands grip his bare and sweaty chest as euphoria fills me.
“Ooh, Ch-Chance.” I moan when he hits my G-spot with purpose and precision. “Just like . . .” My words get lost in translation when my release rushes to the surface faster than I expected. “Shit. I’m-I’m cumm—” My mouth freezes on the m as my body convulses out of control.
My release must force Chance’s, as he grunts, growls, and cusses wildly as spots dance in front of my eyes. “Fucckkkk!”
My body falls onto Chance’s chest as the fast tempo of Chance’s heart echoes in my mind, and he wraps his arms around me.
“Damn.” Chance pants.
Words fail me as I lie unmovable for countless seconds, and before I know it, I’m back in dreamland with a smile. I’m not sure how long I’m asleep before I feel hands rubbing up and down my back. My eyes slowly peel open as I connect with Chance’s dark brown eyes, which convey love and admiration.
“As much as I’m enjoying having you in this position, if we don’t move soon, neither of us will be able to leave this room or bed.” The huskiness within his words and the subtle jerk of his dick cause me to moan.
“Mm.”
“Say the word, and I’m down for whatever.”
Stay in this room with Chance or entertain his group of friends? Hm. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, which option will result in less interactions with his foe?
“How about we spend the morning here getting more acquainted and the rest of the day outside of the room doing things we want to do?”
Last night and this morning sealed the deal between Chance and me, so it’s time we find out who we will be after the dust settles. We’ll still have to move around his friends, but I honestly don’t have to spend another minute with them if it means having Chance all to myself. Blame it on the nut he planted in my?—
“Oh my God! We didn’t use a condom, Chance. I don’t know . . . you don’t know if I’m clean. How did we cross that line without precautions in place?”
A low chuckle from Chance vibrates through my body as humor fills his eyes.
“Is there something you’re trying to tell me, Sadia?”
