He walked over towards me with a soft look in his eyes.
“Amir, I’ve been wanting to. I tried the other day, and you said no. What’s so different about tonight? Did you bring me here to do that?”
“I brought you here because I wanted you here, and truth be told, I could’ve fucked you in my car hours ago. Like I said, tonight I’m mentally fucked up and when my mind feels like this, I have to fuck or kill something, and no one deserves to die tonight so I’m going to the next best thing.” That unhinged shit had me shook and turned the fuck on. What the hell is wrong with me?
“But, I’ll be in the room. If you're trying to let go of your problems with me tonight, you know where to find me. If not, then have a good night and forget I said anything. Remember I do still respect you, Jas.” He went back into his room, shutting the door behind him.
I immediately stood up from the couch.
“Bitch don’t look desperate. Don’t look desperate. What the fuck should I do?” I tried to calm the excitement down inside my body. I took a deep breath and then closed my eyes, trying to think of any reason not to go fuck this man, but my mind was blank. It was already made up when he said those words, honestly, way before then.
It was just something about him I couldn’t ignore. He may be fuckin me to get over bad news, but I was fuckin him to get over a bad past few months. Shit, I needed it more than him.
I slid into his bedroom, where it was pitch black, with only a streak of light coming through a gap in the blinds from the streetlight outside. That light cast right over Amir’s brown skin as he lay on his back, curly ass hair spread behind his head on the pillow. Amir’s eyes were open and on me as I approached him, and when I stood over him on the side of the bed, he rubbed his hand up my thigh.
Amir knew why I was here, and he pulled the covers back off the top of his body, inviting me into the bed. I straddled him, and his hands immediately went over my ass.
He sat up and started kissing me on my neck. His tongue glided around my skin, and then he soon met me on my lips, kissing me once with his lips, and then going in with his tongue to caress mine.
He and I kissed for a little bit. I was never big on kissing, but Amir was so good at it that I felt like I was kissing the love of my life. His hands left my ass, going up my back, smoothly and intentionally, almost. I felt like every place he touched was meant to turn me on even more. By the time his hands reached the top of the back of my neck, he held my head in place, using his tongue to seduce my mouth in ways I never knew a mancould. He was sucking my tongue, pulling my lip with his teeth, before he pressed his lips against my ear.
“Lay on your back. I want to taste you.”
Amir guided me onto my back right in front of him, and then he got up, adjusting his body and grabbing my leg while towering over me on his knees. He started at my ankle, and kissed his way all the way up, before he bit the inside of my thigh and then kissed over it, giving me that pain before pleasure feeling that was a secret kink I always liked, but how did he know?
He didn’t bother pulling my panties down; he just rubbed his knuckle up against my pussy with them on, before using that same knuckle to move my panties to the side. He looked up into my eyes.
“You don’t know how long I've been thinking about this, so don’t run from me.”
“Okay.”
“And if you do, I will only take longer to come up for air.”
Once he slid his tongue across my clit. From that moment on, I couldn’t even depict what this man was doing to my pussy. All I knew was that I felt his tongue and his mouth on every part of it. Amir ate me like he was starving, not hungry, bold, not shy.
“Nah, stay your ass right there. You heard what I said.” His entire beard was wet, and he sucked his teeth like he was eating fruit. It wasn’t long before he’d devoured me so much that I was shaking.
“That’s it. Cum on my mouth.” He encouraged me in between slurps of my pussy. I felt like I couldn’t breathe, appalled by this freaky ass side of him that I didn’t know existed. When my pussy started to feel numb, I tried to push his headaway time and time again, but he didn’t stop. He just kept going, kept sucking me like it was his duty to make me submit to him.
“Amir.” I moaned.
“Don’t call my name now. I warned you. Now stay in place. Be a good girl for me.” He said, with a grin, and I tried to laugh, but my entire body went fuckin numb.
“Okay, okay. I’ll be your good girl. I’ll be your good girl.”
This man had me talking in ways I’d never talked to a man. Feeling a way I’d never felt. I was in such a trance, I didn’t even feel him climb on top of me, and I didn’t see him because my eyes were closed, but when he pushed my knees back by my ears and slid his dick deep into my guts, I realized I was in fact feeling every single inch of him entering my soul because it damn sure wasn’t my body.
“Wait, wait, hol hol, hold on.” I couldn’t talk, I was saying half words, and he wasn’t listening.Amir didn’t back off one bit. He just kept saying, “I told you, I told you.”
The sound from his thighs clapping the back of mine was constant, and I bit the shit out of my bottom lip to keep from pushing him away from me.
“Take that shit. You wanted it right? You been craving me, too, right?” Amir spoke directly into my ear
“Yeah, yeah, yes.”
“Well then, take this shit, and don’t cum again until I tell you to this time.”
“I’ll try, I’m trying.”
