He was right, but that didn’t make me want to leave. When my focus landed back on Scotty, his pupils dilated, which gave the appearance that his eye color darkened.Yeah, I guess I’ll leave.
I turned my back without speaking to either of them to leave. Scotty yelled that I had better be at his place when he got there. I rolled my eyes. The team was already at the house to handle what needed to be handled. My biggest fear, although it shouldn’t have been, was that Travis would be one of those things.
Some Time Later
When It Hurts So Bad . . .
“Baby, you want a hot dog? I’m about to put some on this lil grill shit you got. Did you get that sauerkraut?” Scotty asked me from my kitchen.
We were at my house this week. We swapped weeks at each other’s places. He suggested that we moved in together, but I didn’t feel like I was ready for that. There was no doubt that Scotty was different, but there were still parts of me that I didn’t share with him.
“Yes, baby! The sauerkraut is in the refrigerator. You can make me one,” I told him.
He had a thing for hot dogs that I’d never seen before. My man could eat four hot dogs by himself. They had to be beef hot dogs topped with bacon, onions, cheese sauce, sauerkraut and mustard. When he first told me to try one, I asked him if I got him pregnant.
“I got you, baby.” When he kissed my temple, I jumped. I thought he was still in the kitchen. “Don’t be scared now. Be scared when I moon walk in that pussy later tonight after you get back.”
My head fell back on the seat of the couch where I sat to look at him. “Scotty, shut up. You act like you’re not going out too. I wouldn’t be surprised if we ended up at the same place.”
He shrugged, then said, “You’re right, but that doesn’t matter. You’re still technically leaving me. Damn, I thought the love of my life would never hurt me like that.”
His words caught me by surprise.The love of his life.“Who is the love of your life?”
He walked around from where he stood behind the couch to plop down on the couch next to me. His arms wrapped around me. “This girl name Blakeney Marie Collins. She hardheaded as fuck, but I wouldn’t change a thing about her. I love that fuckin’ girl.”
The truth of his words resonated in his eyes. Scotty had the most captivating eyes. I wondered if we had children if they would—What am I saying?I snapped out of my thoughts. “I love you too.”
There was a moment of silence before his lips went to my neck. That was one of the best feelings in the world. My hand moved down his chest to the inside of his sweatpants. When my hand wrapped around his dick, he pulled back from my neck. “What you gonna do with that muthafucka?”
With a knowing look, I stood to my feet. There was no need to tell him what to do. He knew what it was. While he was straightening his body on the couch, I put my hair up in a ponytail. Once he sat forward with his legs open and his arms across the back of the couch, I kneeled in front of him. He chuckled when I stretched my neck from side to side.He may want to hold on.
This would be the first time that I gave him head. My hands slowly moved up his thighs to the waistband of his sweatpants. Our eyes stayed connected as I pulled that big muthafucka out. Beautiful seemed like such a feminine adjective to describe Scotty’s dick, but it was the most accurate. This nigga’s dick was fucking beautiful.
It was an even tone that matched his skin tone. The veins were like a finely drawn maze that I wanted my tongue to find the end of. I was sure the end or entrance was the tip. That was where my tongue would start. A slow intentional lick to the tip, then a kiss caused the first hiss to leave his mouth.I wonder what he’ll do if I do this.
“Fuck, Blakeney! Shit!” His body stiffened when my mouth hit the base of his shaft. “You just gonna suck my dick like that! Suckin’ my dick like you love me and shit.”
I chuckled on his dick. It had been a while since I sucked dick. I was glad to see that I still had it.Wait.I switched my angle so I could see his feet. Yep, those toes were curled up in his socks.Atta girl!
My hand massaged his nuts as I sucked. After a minute or so, my mouth went from his dick to his nuts. My hand jacked his dick while the other stayed planted on his thigh.
“Blake, come sit on my face,” he mumbled between his moans. “Fuck!”That shit is so sexy.
He didn’t have to tell me twice. I let his nuts fall out of my mouth to get up. His body turned so he now lay on his back on the couch.
I learned a while ago to wear cute little house dresses around Scotty. He liked to always have access to his pussy, as he said it. With my short skater house dress on, it was nothing to mount his face. My head fell back at the feeling of his hands spreading my ass cheeks, then welcoming his tongue to it. My nigga was nasty with it, and I loved that shit more than he knew.
My body fell forward with a hand on his abs and the other wrapped around his dick. I jacked it as I moaned quietly before I kissed the tip of his beautiful dick. When my throat took him all the way in, he moaned into my pussy. The feeling was invigorating. The more he excelled in his eating activities, the more I excelled in my sucking ones.
I didn’t know how he did it, but Scotty looped his arm under my legs some kind of way. The next thing I knew, my body was lifted in the air, and he moved me toward his dick. It didn’t take long for me to understand the assignment. My hand angled his dick so that when he sat me down, it was a perfect fit. “Fuck, Scotty!”
His hand smacked my ass and sounded off. “Ride that dick, Blake. You know what to fuckin’ do.”
I sure the fuck did know exactly what to do. My leg muscles might hurt tomorrow, but this would be well worth it. I worked the hell out of his dick until we both met our wonderful end. It was absolutely amazing.
Smack!“You stay on my dick any longer, it’s gonna be another round. Neither of us gonna be going anywhere.”
That was enough to pop me up off his dick. He would not hold me dick hostage when I had a night planned with my girls. “Let me get in the shower. You still gonna make me a hot dog?”
