The second our fingers locked together, he lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed the back of it like it was natural.
“Come on, baby,” he murmured low, his voice smooth as hell, like he already knew I was followin’ him without question.
And I was…
He led me through the crowd like I belonged to him, his arm wrapped around me tight while people moved around us, and I ain’t even realize how hard I was holdin’ on to the back of his shirt until we got closer to the exit. But I ain’t let go, ’cause I liked that feelin’.
It was that safe, wrapped up, “ain’t nobody touchin’ you but me” type feelin’.
By the time we made it outside, the air hit cooler against my skin, and he walked me to the car.
He opened my door, let me in, then came around and got in himself. Before he even started the car, he reached overand grabbed my hand again, lacin’ our fingers together like he needed the connection just as much as I did.
I looked at him, and I ain’t even try to hold it in.
“I love you,” I said soft.
He glanced at me, then brought my hand up to his lips and kissed it slow before settin’ it back down.
“I know you do,” he said, a small smirk pullin’ at his mouth. “I love you too.”
That made me smile in a way I couldn’t even hide.
And just like that, he pulled off, drivin’ us back to where we was stayin’, and I leaned back in my seat, still feelin’ him all over me, and still wrapped up in everything we had just shared.
For the first time in a long time…
Everything felt right.
All night, while the candles burned low in the background, Kay’Lo stayed behind me on the bed with his knees pressed into the mattress and his legs open, his body warm against mine while his hands worked slow over my skin.
We was both naked, my body laid out in front of him, and the oil he poured into his palms had my skin glistenin’ under that soft light while he took his time with me like he wasn’t in no rush at all.
I closed my eyes and let out soft moans every time his hands found a spot that made my body melt, my head fallin’ forward while I just let him do whatever he wanted with me.
Kay’Lo ain’t rush nothin’.
His hands moved over my shoulders, down my arms, pressin’ into my back with just enough pressure to make me feel it deep, and every time I thought I got used to it, he’d shift just enough to make me react all over again.
By the time his hands slid lower, his touch changed.
When he reached my ass, he slowed down even more, spreadin’ it open with both hands while his fingers moved in slow circles over it, feelin’ me, and watchin’ me react to every lil’ thing he did.
A soft moan slipped out my mouth before I could even stop it, and the way he kept goin’ had my body heatin’ up quick.
The more he worked me like this, the wetter my pussy got, and I couldn’t even control the way my body responded.
I pushed back just a lil’, liftin’ my ass into the air without even thinkin’, and that was all it took.
Kay’Lo smacked my ass hard enough to make me jolt, and before I could even look back at him, I felt his dick slide across my ass, heavy and ready.
That alone made me gasp.
I stayed laid out on my stomach while he spread my legs open, settin’ me exactly how he wanted me, and then he pushed his dick inside me slow. It was deep enough to make a sound come up out my chest before I could hold it in.
My eyes crossed and my fingers curled into the sheets while my body adjusted to him.
“Relax, baby,” he muttered low behind me, his voice deep and calm. “I ain’t even started for real. I’m still workin’ on you.”
