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“I can’t do both,” she whined.

“Yeah, you can. Now, do what I said,” I coached.

I gave her a few seconds to go back to playing with her pussy. I could see the frustration of not getting the dick right away mixed with the pleasure from her fingers skillfully playing with her pussy on her face, and the sight alone had me about to cum all over her pretty ass face.

“Ugh, I’m about to cum, baby,” she moaned, and I knew she was right where I wanted her to be. Instead of responding, I dipped down again and slowly slid my dick between her lips and into her mouth. Just as she was about to cum, I would pull out, and her lips would make a popping sound.

“You’re about to piss me—,” she started but was stopped when I quickly slid my dick back into her mouth, which she happily accepted. I was convinced at this point that she just liked to listen to herself argue.

“You’re worried about the wrong shit. Make that pussy squirt for me, and I’ll give you what you want.”

A couple of minutes later, she was squirting as she sucked on my dick. I knew I was right behind her, but I wasn’t ready to cum yet. So, I attempted to pull my shit back. But once she realized what I was doing, she suctioned her cheeks, took her sticky fingers covered with her juices, and wrapped them around my dick, and began sucking on my shit as though her life depended on it, playing with my balls as she did it.

Even though I didn’t want to, I was cuming down her throat in seconds, and she laid there smirking like she’d won the battle. I was going to let her ass have that because I knew I was going to win the war.

“Now are you ready to give me some dick?” she asked, leaning up on her elbows and staring at me.

“Yeah, just remember you asked for it,” I said, bending down and lifting her body from the couch.

Instead of letting her wrap her legs around my waist, I lifted her body a little more and put her pussy directly in front of my face. As I carried her to the bedroom, so we’d have a little more room, I made love to her pussy with my mouth. Alternating between licking, sucking, and kissing her clit, I held her body in place as she squirmed. Once we made it to the room, instead of lying her down, I held her against the wall and really went to work on her ass. Once she had enough, I laid her down on the bed.

Without wasting any time, I slid my dick right inside her. The way her pussy gripped my dick and how long it’d been since I had been inside her, I knew I wasn’t going to last that long. A nigga wasn’t going to be ashamed either. Xiyah had some of the best pussy I’d ever had, and her shit just had that kind of effect on a nigga.

“Fuck, I missed this shit. I wish the fuck you would call yourself trying to stay the fuck away from me again. Next time I’m just going to kill your ass,” I said, lifting her leg above my shoulder and going even deeper inside of her.

Instead of speaking, her moans took over as she squirmed underneath me. The way her eyes rolled back in her head, I knew her ass missed me the same way I’d missed her. I could feel myself on the verge of cuming again, but first, I had to make sure she got hers, and she was going to ask me her fucking questions again.

“You gone cum for me, or I’m not doing this pussy right?”

“Oh my God, yes! I’m about to cum,” she said a few seconds before her juices squirted on my stomach.

“Good girl. Now, ask me your questions again,” I said, pulling out of her, flipping her over, smacking her ass, and sliding my dick back inside of her.

“Fuckkkk,” she moaned. “God, your dick is so big.”

“I know, but you’re taking it, bae,” I said, bending down and spreading her ass cheeks, spitting on her hole, and then slipping my thumb in her ass. The dual penetration had her ass going crazy, but I wasn’t done with her yet.

Smacking her ass, I said again, “Ask me your questions, bae.”

“I don’t remember the questions. I can’t think straight right now.”

“Well, ask me some version of the shit, and hurry up, I’m ready to fill you up,” I said, gripping her hips and going as deep as I could.

“Okay, shit. Was what that girl was saying true? Did you do that to me?” she asked, and I could hear the pleasure mixed with sadness in her voice. “I thought we were building something, and then it all came crashing down.”

I tried to focus on the question and not the way each word sounded. She sounded as though she was moaning each word out to me. The shit sounded so sexy as hell, and a part of me wanted her to ask me the same thing over and over again.

“First of all, I’m not sure how the fuck that bitch got them pictures, but I was never with that hoe. I’m going to figure it out, though. I only know her first name from around the hood, and that’s where the shit starts and fucking stops. She did that shit to get to you, and you let her throw you off your square, ma. I would never take another niggas word over yours until I’m certain he ain’t lying, and then I’ll kill both of y’all when I confirm that shit, but never before.” I knew that shit sounded crazy, but I didn’t give not one fuck about that.

“It looked very real, though, Hasan,” she moaned as she threw her ass back on my dick.

“I don’t give a fuck what it looked like. That shit was fake. You need to understand that my choice is always going to be you, Xiyah. There’s never going to be a moment where you have to wonder or even entertain the thought that I would choose anything or anybody over you. No amount of money, power, bitches, or status will ever mean more to me than you. And we’re not building shit on a shaky foundation, and putting that bullshit before you is exactly what we’d be doing if that shit were true. Everything I’m doing now is to ensure that our foundation is solid, and when it’s time for me to step away from all of this shit, you’ll never have to worry about a damn thing, including me. Do you understand that, ma?”

Nodding her head, she turned and smirked at me before twerking her ass on my dick. The moment she started throwing her ass back on me harder than before, I came within a couple of minutes. She knew what she was doing, but I wasn’t mad about it at all. Like I said, I was ready to fill her up anyway.

“Shit, I missed you,” she said, laughing as we laid on the bed, both catching our breath.

We still had to get ready for the party. I knew she thought she was going by herself with Oaklyn, but that wasn’t about to happen. One nigga had already damn near lost his life, and fucking around with her, the next nigga won’t be so damn lucky.