“We’ll see.”
God damn!
By the time we made it to my crib, Perfect was asleep and her snores had filled the damn truck up, interrupting my music. “Wake up, baby. We’re here.” I shook her a little once I pulled into the garage, and she jumped awake with her eyes all bucked and bloodshot.
“Huh?”
“We made it, girl. Come on.” I laughed, seeing her try to discreetly wipe the drool off her chin as she took off her seat belt and stepped out.
As she rounded the truck, her eyes landed on the other vehicles I had. I wasn’t super flashy like Vega, but my shit was nice, and she immediately made her way over to the Hell Cat. It rarely got driven, so the blue paint was shining like I’d just taken it to the car wash. She dragged her hand along it with gleaming eyes.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had a Hell Cat and this pretty ass convertible?” She gushed, moving on to the cherry red drop top. The way she was going over the body and looking inside, I could tell she really fucked with cars, once again, surprising me.
Every time I was around Perfect, I learned something new about her fine ass. When she mentioned liking Cats before, I hadn’t taken it seriously because all women said that shit when they were trying to impress a nigga who was into cars, but she looked like she was ready to check under the hood and shit.
“It never came up. I’ll think about letting you drive, though, ’cause I already know that’s what you’re thinking.” She smiled like that was exactly what she was on.
“Glad you know. I’ll be expecting it,” she gushed, looking sweet as fuck.
“I got you,” I promised, reaching for her hand. “Come inside, though.”
The way she’d fallen asleep on the way there, I knew she was probably ready to get in bed, and I wanted to make sure there was something to eat there. I was rarely at this crib because I spent most of my time out in the city, but I wanted Perfect to get the best I had to offer. The three-bedroom two bath home was definitely doing the trick, judging by the way she was looking around. My spot in the city was just like a trap house with minimal furniture and no decorations. Most of the time, we would take shorties there to smash, and I damn sure wasn’t taking her perceptive ass there. Knowing Perfect, she’d clock that shit immediately and I didn’t want her ass looking at me crazy for taking her to a smash house.
“I’m gonna hold you to that.” She pointed and took my hand, letting me swallow her up. “Do I get the tour now?” She bit back a smile, clearly on some bullshit, but like a trained puppy, I nodded.
“I can do that.”
Holding her hand, I led her inside of the state-of-the-art kitchen, only pausing long enough to glance in the fridge and pass her a bottle of water. The next room we passed through was the living room, which was filled with black leather furniture down to the ottoman. Once we made it upstairs, I showed her each room, saving mine for last. Before I opened the door, I sent a silent prayer up for the man upstairs to give me strength. My room was bathed in red and black with a huge king-sized bed inthe middle. Her eyebrows shot up, impressed, as she let go of my hand.
“Is this where all the magic happens?” she asked, already on her way over. She sat down, bouncing just a little.
“Something like that.” I kept to myself that I never brought bitches there, so no magic had taken place in that muthafucka.
Perfect patted the spot next to her, and I instantly came over. I tossed her bag aside as I sat down next to her only for her to immediately reach for a kiss. She slipped her tongue past my lips, and I sucked it gently, gaining a moan from her. Straddling me, she deepened the kiss and wrapped her arms around my neck while I gripped her juicy ass cheeks in both hands. We were making out like some high schoolers. Perfect was grinding in my lap, waking my dick up, so before shit could go too far, I pulled away.
Her eyebrows instantly drew together, and I dropped a couple quick kisses on her parted lips before explaining. “I want you to be sure you’re ready to take shit there. I ain’t tryna move too fast, Perfect?”
“I’m ready.” She barely let me get the words out before she was cutting me off and sucking on my bottom lip. “I been ready.”
That shit had my dick jumping, and I reached to pull off the t-shirt she was wearing, placing her big ass titties right in my face. Next, I helped her out of her bra and grazed her chocolate covered nipple before sucking it into my mouth.
“Soooossssaaa.” She moaned my name lowly, arching her back to feed me more until I flipped her over, so her back was on the mattress. Perfect looked up at me, eyes full of lust as I pulled off my hoody and shirt at the same time. Hovering over her, I hooked my fingers in her sweats, pulling them down. She lifted her hips to help me, revealing her bare pussy.
“You’re so fuckin’ perfect for real,” I couldn’t help saying as I ran my tongue down her body until I reached her glossy pussylips. Kneeling, I gripped her thick thighs and covered her whole pussy with my mouth, swirling my tongue around her clit. “Good ass pussy,” I grunted, slurping it into my mouth as I slipped two fingers inside her. She tasted just as good as I thought she would, like a juicy ass pineapple.
“Oooh,baaaabbyyy!” Perfect held the side of my head, caressing my ears as she rolled her hips. “Ahhh, I’ma cummnnn! Soooosssaaaa, I’m cummmmmmmin’!” Her back arched off the bed as her body convulsed, and she squirted all over my beard.
My dick strained against my sweats as I went back to work, trying to see that shit again. It didn’t even take much. I lapped at her juices and alternated between flicking my tongue and sucking her clit hard, forcing another orgasm out of her and watching the way her juices shot out in amazement.
Standing, I stripped out of my sweats while she continued writhing in front of me. I reached for a condom from my wallet and pulled it on as she watched me, eyes landing on my dick and widening slightly. “You scared?” I teased, finally coming back to her and climbing between her legs.
“Nope.” She tried to sound confident, but I heard the little inflection she made as my heavy dick landed between us. “Okay, maybe a little,” she finally admitted, and I pecked at her lips with a smirk.
“I’m not gon’ do shit to hurt you, Perfect. I’ll go slow.” I slipped between her thighs, dick tapping at her center. “Put it in, baby,” I told her, dipping my head into the crook of her neck and sucking gently.
I immediately felt her small hands wrap around my dick as I kissed my way back to her mouth once she had me at her opening. She sucked in a sharp breath, and her eyelids fluttered as I inched into her and stopped. “You good?”
Perfect nodded, squeezing her eyes closed. “Yes! Keep going,” she whimpered.
