Total pages in book: 43
Estimated words: 40859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 40859 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 204(@200wpm)___ 163(@250wpm)___ 136(@300wpm)
“You okay?”
“You could come inside,” I mutter not sure what to even say.
“Not goin’ in there, baby.”
“You wanna talk about it?”
“About as much as you want to dive into your relationship with Benincio Cartagena,” he tells me honestly.
One thing about Jennings, he really is honest to a fault. He seems to have found out about my problem.
“I dropped this on your doorstep. You know I can go home and deal with this. No need for you or any of your brothers to get caught up in my mess.”
Scooting up, he dramatically looks around, “you see something I don’t? Cuz, baby, my doorstep is empty. As for you goin’ home, nope. Me and my brothers are caught up. The moment Cartagena decided to involve the Legion’s Demons and they came in our territory, they put this shit on my door. Ain’t got shit to do with you, they know the unspoken rules. They brought this on, not you.”
I don’t know what to say so I say nothing. He casually rubs my back as if it soothes him as much as it does me.
“Like you in my shirt,” he tells me and I find myself smiling. “Don’t exactly have my clothes here. Decided you would be okay if I borrowed it.”
His shirt slides up and his hand hits my back. From there it slides down to my ass. I feel him and I can’t help but squirm.
“Hmm,” he mutters and his chest vibrates.
“I hand wash my delicate pieces. They are drying on the shower curtain rod.” I try explaining my absence of panties as I find myself being slid up his body before his lips crash to mine in a fury.
My legs tremble as my breasts swell. Instantly, I’m turned on.
Uncontrollably so.
He breaks the kiss and in a swift move, slides under me.
All the way under me. He positions me on his face.
He inhales my scent before I feel his nose part my lips and his tongue dive into my core. Darting, flicking, licking, sucking, he doesn’t miss one millimeter of my girlie parts. His hands go to my hips as he begins to rock me against his face. Before I know it, I’m riding his face like his dick and I want more. He moves one hand between us, as he laps my clit, two fingers enter me.
Unabashed, I grind down on him. He moans and the vibrations shoots through my body.
“Baby,” he mutters between licks, “cup your tits for me, pinch your nipples, get there, buttercup.”
Without even thinking of the slut I am, I do as he instructs. I’m rewarded by three fingers working me and his mouth clamping down on my clit, sucking and suddenly my entire body shakes as I have the best orgasm of my entire life.
With the aftershocks on the edge a thought hits me. Reacting rather than thinking, I slide off his face and fingers.
He whimpers and I find the loss of me rattles him. It only turns me on more.
“This time, we come together,” I whisper as I plant myself back over his face but this time, I push down his jeans releasing his massive cock from the confines.
No underwear. Interesting. I’ve never been around a man who prefers to be commando.
I run my tongue over the tip as his length juts out proudly in front of me. I feel him blow on my core before his tongue begins to work me again.
Feeling brave, I run my tongue in a circle over the top of his dick as I open and take him as far as I can one inch at a time. Rocking my hips into his face, I find a rhythm sucking him, teasing him, stroking him, while he continues to finger me, licking my overly sensitive lips. I feel myself climbing as I keep working him.
“Get there, baby,” I beg him knowing I’m going to come again and he’s still primed.
“I come in you,” he mutters before he uses his teeth to graze my lips and then sucks my clit down as he inserts three fingers in me and twisting.
I see stars. Unable to breathe, I have to release him as I arch my back sitting straight up on him.
“I’m clean, you’re clean, and you got an IUD. I’m in there, baby. You wanna stop, say it now, buttercup.”
I’m too high on life to think much less speak. He flips me effortlessly around as he sits up. I straddle his lap feeling him long, hard, and thick against my lower belly. Reaching down, he slides his jeans all the way off. As he does he spreads his legs and I swear his penis grows another inch having this freedom for him to move more.
He grabs my neck and pulls me to him. His lips hit mine. I can taste myself on his tongue as he kisses me.