I kissed her again as I slid inside her more.
“Breath, baby,” I said, lips still pressed against hers.
She exhaled, allowing me in all the way, making her whimper. “Damn.” Her walls squeezed me tightly, and I had to distract myself from how good she felt by sucking her tongue into my mouth. When I felt like I wasn’t going to do no goofy shit and nut before we even got started, I moved my hips, grinding into her slowly.
“Mmmm,baby!” Perfect held my neck tightly and squeezed her thighs around me. “You feel sooo fuckin’good!” The more her pussy stretched for me, the more she started moving, matching my strokes, and a nigga’s toes started curling.
“Pussy so fuckin’Perfect.” I groaned, burying my face in her neck and nipping the skin there. Continuing to grind into her at the same pace, I lifted her thigh in the crook of my arm. She sucked me in deeper, and I moaned, unable to stop myself. I already knew everything about my shorty was going to have me addicted, but dipping in her walls had me ready to kill her ex just because he had experienced her. Shit, I was ready to kill any nigga she’d ever given the pussy to, and I wasn’t even ashamed.
“Oh, my Gaaaawd! I’m cummmminnnbaby!” Perfect screamed in my ear, words running together as her orgasm tore through her body, making her pussy start squeezing me tightly.
Her soft whimpers as she came down from her high had my dick growing harder, and I knew I was on the verge of nutting too. A couple of strokes later, I exploded into the condom so hard, I thought for sure I was going to bust through that muthafucka.
“Fuuuuck!” My body jerked as I came, and Perfect rubbed my back affectionately until I stilled. Finally lifting my head up, I looked down at her, and we shared a couple of slow kisses.
“Round two?” her freaky ass asked with a raised brow.
We both laughed, but it wasn’t long before she got her second and third rounds. I didn’t let up off Perfect until the sun was coming up, and we were both too tired to do shit else but sleep.
CHAPTER 16
ESSENCE
Ifound out real quick that Vega was actually just as crazy as I thought he was. After that last argument, I just knew he was going to go on about his business, but nope. He came over the next day like I hadn’t just told his ass to leave me alone, and what was even crazier was that I let him. My little speech about him spending time with me had him at my house every other day, taking me out or to his damn house. I wasn’t complaining because I was enjoying the time with him.
“Why do both y’all hoes look soooo… glowy?” Micah asked after we’d been sitting at the table after ordering.
We hadn’t hung out for a minute, so we were having dinner at Soul Vibez and having girl talk, but her question had me and Bliss sharing a look. Bliss was definitely looking especially glowy, and I knew it didn’t have anything to do with her highlighter.
“Well, I’ve been getting some bomb ass, consistent dick, so it could be that.” She shrugged, sending us all squealing loudly and gaining a disapproving look from the table of church ladies beside us.
“Since when?” I asked because she hadn’t told me shit about a new man being around, but while I was looking confused, Micah looked knowing.
“From Sooooossssaaa?” she dragged, making Bliss blush as she took a sip of her drink.
“Hold up. Who is Sosa?” I frowned, eyes bouncing between the two of them.
“Just her new little boo!” Micah gushed, reaching across the table.
Bliss swatted her hands away.
My eyebrows shot up as I waited for my sister to give me some more details with her secretive ass. She rolled her eyes but couldn’t stop herself from smiling. “I met him at Micah’s job. He was there picking up his cousin, and we’ve been talking for a few weeks. He’s really sweet, though. You’d like him.”
“Well, if he’s got you cheesing like that, then I know I will. I wish y’all heffas would stop keeping me out of the group chat. I get enough of that from my other friends,” I said, giving them both the side eye, and Micah sucked her teeth.
“I been told you them bougie bitches were going to act funny after they got married, but don’t front like the reason you been out of pocket ain’t because ofValentino. Your ass got Stockholm syndrome, and you’re trying to blame us.”
Bliss’s eyes widened. “Oh, so you changed your mind?” she wanted to know, and I quickly shook my head.
“Sort of, every time I went on a date, his ass was popping up like he has somebody watching me. Last time, he beat the nigga up and met me back at my house like that shit is normal,” I told them, taking a sip of my drink. I’d stopped trying to go on dates since Valentino was actually making an effort, but if he started slacking again, I had no problem opening my little black book again.
“Damn, y’all having all the fun,” Micah grumbled. “All Travis ass has been doing is chasing behind Jordan and his other friends. They got a little bit of money, so now he’s always in the streets.”
“Ugh, I hate that for you, friend. I can’t say that Quick will be good to you like Sosa is, but it doesn’t hurt to open your options and try it,” Bliss said, and my forehead bunched.
I thought the name Sosa sounded familiar, but her coupling it with Quick’s name had my interest piqued. It couldn’t have been a coincidence that Valentino’s brother and cousin were named that as well. Despite how big Chicago was, I knew it couldn’t have been that many niggas walking around with that variation of names.
“Wait, your nigga’s name is Sosa, and he’s got a cousin named Quick?” I asked, interrupting whatever else Bliss was about to say, and her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
