I’d never been the type that felt any type of way about a nigga talking while we fucked, but everything out of his mouth had me overly hot and bothered. His words had me squeezing my muscles around him, ready to hear more. He latched onto my neck, sucking like he was trying to put a passion mark on me as he thrust his hips slowly and long.
The spacious room filled with our moans and the sound of my pussy gushing. My body tingled from my head down to my toes, and I kissed him sloppily. “You bouta make me bust shorty, you gotta stop choking my dick like this.”
“Mmmm, nut in this pussy then,” I cooed, squeezing him again just to see the look of pleasure on his face. Another orgasm was already creeping up on me, and I matched his strokes to help it along. “Fuuuck, Cruuuz!”
“Gaaaah damn!” he cursed as I came like a fountain, drenching us both. I was still trembling when he turned me over. “Put that ass up,” he demanded, smacking me on the butt when I didn’t move fast enough.
“Oooooh!” I didn’t think I could come anymore, but Cruz slithered his tongue up my slit as soon as I had my back arched, and I clawed at the sheet, trying to get away. He brought me right back, gripping my hips firmly.
“Naaah, don’t run, throw that shit back,” he growled, slamming into me over and over with a vicious stroke, but I did what he said, throwing my ass back into him. “You been runnin’ all this time, keeping this good ass pussy away from me! I oughta fuck you up.” I buried my face in his pillow as I came again, muffling the scream that erupted from me. “That’s right, pull that nut up out me.” Cruz’s voice dropped, grip tightening around my waist as his movements became short and stiff.Knowing he was on the brink of nutting had me going harder, winding on his dick while squeezing every time I reached the tip. Seconds later, he was groaning, and I felt him pulsing inside me.
“Mmmm,” I sighed, finally letting my legs give out, and Cruz slid down with me, placing soft kisses on my back. He’d delivered dick and then some, and all I wanted to do was close my eyes and enjoy the orgasmic bliss I was feeling even though I knew damn well I needed to get back to my villa before the morning. With our bodies still pressed together, Cruz rolled us on our sides, dick growing soft inside me. “You better pull out and flush that condom. I’m gone be mad if I gotta go fishing for it in the morning.” I smiled lazily.
“Shiiiit what condom?” he scoffed, pulling me closer.
“Nigga, that shit ain’t funny.” Rolling my eyes behind my lids, I elbowed him and was met with a brick wall of abs. It took me half a second to realize his ass wasn’t joking, and I shook him off me, reaching for the light on the nightstand. “I know you fuckin’ didn’t!” My eyes narrowed to slits once my eyes landed on his bare dick that was covered in both of our nut.
“Fuck is wrong with you?”
He looked genuinely confused while I was resisting the urge to fight his ass. The last thing I needed was to be arrested in a foreign country while I had my kids and was already going through so much, but that didn’t stop me from throwing his phone at his head. He ducked just in time to avoid getting hit, and I searched for something else I could chuck at his ass. “Are you fuckin’ crazy! Nigga, you fucked me raw! Y-younuttedin me! Do I look like I’m tryna have a baby—yourbaby! I don’t even know you like that! There’s no tellin’ how many bitches you out here fuckin’ without a condom! I don’t know if you got something or?—”
“The fuck, my dick probably the cleanest that ever blessed your walls baby, fuck is you talkin’ ’bout?” He mugged me,obviously insulted, but I didn’t give a fuck. I angrily snatched my panties from the floor, not trying to hear shit he was saying as I got redressed.
“How the fuck I know that! You don’t even know if I got something! I?—”
“You don’t,” he asserted, shaking his head as he stood, long dick swinging as he scooped up his shorts and stepped into them. I immediately got distracted and lost my train of thought until he pulled them up around his waist.
“You don’t know that! I could be a breeding ground of STIs and I go around infecting every man that fucks me,” I stuttered with the lie making him chuckle as he made his way over to the side of the bed I was on.
“Stop sayin’ wild shit. I know you ain’t got nothin’, and if you need me to show you I’m clean, then I can pull that shit up…if my phone ain’t fuckin’ broke.” He tried to pull me to him, but I stepped just out of reach. I knew I didn’t have shit, but I did want to make sure he hadn’t just burned me with his friendly dick ass. It had been my experience that niggas rarely went to get tested and used whatever bitch they were fucking’s sexual health as a way to gauge their own, and he was likely no different. Cruz probably hadn’t seen the inside of a doctor’s office since he got his last shots as a child.
I folded my arms and waved him off. “Show me then.” As if he believed his own damn lies, he backpedaled a few feet away and went to get his phone, but I was already calculating when or if I’d be able to get in to see my doctor. It must not have been broken, because he came back, tapping the screen, and held it up to my face once he found what he was looking for.
I scanned the MyChart document he’d pulled up and folded my arms contritely. It did prove what he said, but that didn’t make him any less of an asshole for fucking me without a condom, without my permission. Plus, there was also the factthat he could’ve planted a baby in me, and neither of us wanted or needed that!
“Whatever! What you did was still careless as fuck and not to mention dangerous! I could get pregnant! Now I gotta get a Plan B and…and…” My voice trailed off as my mind flooded with the worst possible scenarios. Cruz had taken a seat on the bed, but he tossed his phone aside and was suddenly up in my face.
“You right, I fucked up,” he admitted, successfully pulling my body into his. “I should’ve asked you first, that’s my bad, but you gotta know I wouldn’t do shit to put either of us at risk. On my mama, I ain’t went in nobody raw since I was a shorty. I don’t play about my health like that, and if it makes you feel better, I’ll get you a Plan B in the morning. Just lay your ass back down so we can get some sleep and I can fuck you again before we get on the plane.” He looked just as sincere as he sounded, or maybe I was still a little high off coming back to back the way I had, but I allowed him to pull me back in bed with him. I reasoned that I’d just wake up before he did and walk away having gotten everything I wanted.
Chapter 11
Cruz
Iwoke up to the sun shining in my face and Keyani’s ass trying to tiptoe out my room. I was usually a pretty light sleeper, but she had me knocked the fuck out with that sneaky, CIA pussy, so I didn’t feel her climbing out the bed. Propping my head up on my fist, I cleared my throat and smirked as she froze in place. “You leavin’ without sayin’ goodbye? I thought we were better than that, baby.” My tone was teasing, but I low-key felt a way about her trying to dip out on me.
She took her time turning around with a nervous smile plastered on her face. “I, uh, I didn’t wanna wake you up. It’s still pretty early, and I need to get the kids fed and ready to fly home. They’re kinda cranky in the morning. Plus, I need to take a shower too, so I figured I’d let you finish sleeping,” she rambled, toying with the belt of her robe and trying hard not to look at me.
“Aw shit, we can take a shower and head down there together?—”
“No!” she shouted as I went to toss the sheet off myself. The look on my face had her dialing it down, and she closed her eyes and sighed. “No, you don’t have to do that. I mean… look, this was fun. I honestly needed it, but I think we should just leave ithere…in Fiji. You know? I just don’t wanna confuse things.” She seemed uncomfortable even saying that bullshit, and I cocked my head, studying her.
“You tryna pump and dump on me Key?”
“What! No, I—” Her eyes widened, offended at the accusation, and I cracked up laughing, but she didn’t find shit funny. “Ugh, that’s why I did just use you for the dick, and it was actually a little disappointing to be honest,” she lied, giving me an exaggerated look of pity before smirking. “So, I’ll pass on seconds, but you have a safe trip home.”
“I’ma let you make it, but we both know you ain’t fake that shit!” I shouted at her retreating back, and she just waved me off. I wasn’t tripping though. Keyani ain’t know it yet, but at this point, we went together real bad. She’d gotten off playing me to the left, but now that I’d been deep up in her walls and felt her squirting all over me, it was over for that shit.
Since I was already up, I went ahead and started my day, checking the time to see how long I had before I needed to be at the boat. Despite how bright the sun was shining, it was only a little after seven, so I still had plenty of time. I tossed the cover off and grinned at the wet spot Keyani had left on the other side of the bed. It definitely wasn’t no way I hadn’t imprinted myself in her pussy, and I knew she was thinking about it the whole way back to her villa.
