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“I can handle myself,” she preached, but that remained to be seen. I didn’t see our mistake playing out this well. Not even in my wildest dreams. I thought we were both doomed. Then God gave me exactly what I needed.
“I got something for you to handle.” I flirted, gripping her waist. Hailo’s eyes lit up, feeling my manhood pressed against her.
“I can handle that.”
Grabbing Hailo’s hand, I led her down the hall and punched in the four-digit code to the door. I pushed it open, and she turned, likely about to ask how I made this happen, but she knew the answer. When you’re that nigga, nothing was impossible. Luckily for her, she was married to one.
It was nothing in the room but a desk, chair, and a small loveseat, but that was all the space I needed. Sitting down, Hailo parked herself between my legs as I slid my hand up her dress.
“You’re showing off tonight,” I seethed, feeling nothing but bare skin underneath it.
“Something told me my husband would pull something like this.”
“Bullshit.”
“Real shit. Face it. I know you, Gianni.”
“If you know me so well, what am I thinking right now?”
“I can show you better than I can tell you.”
Hailo dropped down to the squatting position and immediately began sucking my dick. She moaned in between sloppily kissing and damn near swallowing my shit. “Umm, baby, I missed the way you taste.”
At this point, I didn’t know if I was baby or my dick was, but it was sexy as fuck. Letting my head fall back, I loved how she talked to my dick while she sucked the soul out of it. Giving head was an art, and surprisingly it was her favorite subject.
“Fuck, Lo.” Palming the back of her head, I felt my nut rising, but I needed to feel the inside of her pussy before that happened.
I knew when she needed to be fucked and when she needed me to take my time. Spontaneous moments like sneaking away in the club usually meant she wanted to be fucked.
She stood to her feet, and I could see her pussy glistening from here. Hailo hiked her dress up and straddled my lap. I knew her body inside and out, and usually, when I was between her legs, she melted in my hands, but tonight was different. She was tense as fuck right now.
“Gentle baby.” She coached as I positioned myself at her opening. Not even being cocky, but pleasing Lo was something I had down to a science, but you couldn’t tell how she was reacting to my touch. She moaned as I pushed myself into her warm, soft, wet opening. “Fuck Gianni!”
Hailo couldn’t formulate a sentence that made sense. Gripping her waist, I skillfully pummeled her tunnel. I was trying to stay in the moment, but I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on with my wife.
We were good. At least, I thought so, but Hailo’s body didn’t lie. My gaze traveled over her face as I gripped the nape of her neck, assessing her eyes. She didn’t shy away. I just hoped Lo wasn’t stepping out on a nigga; otherwise, his blood would be on her hands.
“Fuck Gianni! Right there, baby!” she yelled, throwing her head back and riding my dick.
“Shit Lo, I’m about to cum.” Moaning and bouncing up and down on my dick Hailo rode me like she was competing in the Kentucky Derby. I felt my nut rising, and she immediately started moaning my name.
“Cum, daddy! Yes! Fill this pussy up!” She demanded, locking eyes with me. Lo always made sure I pulled out. She wasn’t ready for another baby, and I respected that because she promised we could have at least one more.
Maybe it was the alcohol.
She would likely regret her request by the morning, but I was a slave to Hailo’s demands. She asked, and I delivered, spilling my seeds inside her without a second thought. Her limp body rested against mine for a second before finding the strength to stand up.
“That was fun,” she flirted, bouncing her eyebrows.
“Because you’re nasty as fuck.”
“I’m a married woman. I can be that.”
“You better remember that shit too.”
“I need to clean myself up before Sky sends a search and rescue for me.” Hailo pecked my lips, quickly adjusting her dress as she dashed out the door.
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