“What are you doing?” she mumbled in the pillow.
I lifted her hips and spread her legs. “’Bout to eat this ass like it’s a plate of steak hibachi covered in yum-yum sauce.”
I spread her ass cheeks apart, spit in her hole, and slowly fingered her puckered rear entrance. She moaned and shook until she begged me to eat her ass. I spit in it again before I applied the pressure of my tongue. I knew that she was sensitive there just based on how her entire body was shaking. When I used my teeth to nip her, my tongue to lick, and my lips to suckback there, she went crazy, bucking her ass until I had to hold her firmly in place.
Everything about this woman tasted so good to me, and I would never get enough of sampling, pleasuring, and loving her body as long as there was breath in me. I ate my woman out so good, her li’l ass was slobbering on the pillow, unable to utter a coherent word.
After she came the second time, I pulled away, spread her legs out, and placed my hand on the lower part of her back. I grabbed my dick and guided it between her two juicy globes, and she reached underneath herself to touch my balls.
“Aww fuck, girl. You gon’ drive a nigga insane with that shit,” I grumbled through clenched teeth as she gently massaged my balls and tightened her pussy all around me. The tightening of her core around my erection was making it hard for me to breathe, let alone think.
The way that I moved inside of her and all around her, I was losing my mind. My movements became uncoordinated for a moment. Then I found my groove again, and I pulled back. In a steady, slow rhythm, I stroked her pussy while I slapped her ass.
“Ugghh! Harlem,” she cried out.
“Yeah, girl.”
“I can’t feel my tongue,” she complained.
I snickered for a minute. “Ya ass is talking, so you gotta feel it.”
“I’m losing all sense in my body.”
I continued slow stroking her but went deeper until she released on me again. This time, she collapsed, and I pulled her back up again. Now that she had cum three times, I was finally ready to release, and it didn’t take long between her bouncing her ass against me and making that pussy clap. I surrendered to the feeling and shot my nut all inside of her.
When I finished, I collapsed onto my back and pulled her into my arms. We lay there for a while, trying to regulate our breathing. My ass felt like I’d just ran a marathon.
“What’s on the schedule for today?” she asked.
“Working.”
“Mm. Shower and breakfast and a late start?” she asked.
“Yep.”
“Mm. I need some coffee.”
“How about we shower, get some breakfast ordered for breakfast in bed, and we call out sick today?” I suggested.
She turned in my arms and smiled at me. “Yeah, I like the sound of that. I might even kiss you for that suggestion, but I don’t know where your mouth has been.”
I flipped over, ready to attack her, but she giggled, jumped up, and ran to the shower with me right behind her. Yeah, I could definitely get used to life with Baby in my home daily.
20
TEGAN
PRESERVING MEMORIES – ONE MONTH LATER
The butter sizzled in the saucepan, and the aromatic fragrance of a cake baking filled the kitchen. I slowly stirred the water and then the sugar as a pair of arms wrapped around me.
“Mm, it smells good in here, Baby.”
“Thank you. I can’t wait for you to taste it.”
“I already know it’s gonna be delicious. Anything you touch tastes like it came straight from heaven, girl.” He kissed the side of my neck and then gave my hips a little squeeze before he moved to the refrigerator.
“I put the towels in the washer, and the dark clothes are in the family room,” he announced as he pulled the orange juice from the refrigerator.
