This girl.
“Are we praying, Shio?”
“Solana… On the bed, baby.”
Holding my hand out, she placed hers in mine, and I helped her onto the bed. Of course, she kept the towel tied together asI positioned her body on the bed. Her hair was soaked, but that didn’t matter as it fell around her face. The towel couldn’t hide anything as she bent over the bed, her round ass stealing the show. Her pussy was glistening, and her asshole was winking at me. Just weeks ago, I was looking forward to seeing her just like this.
Not able to help myself, I slapped her fat ass. The ripples her cheeks made had my mouth watering. She tried to lean up, and I smacked her ass again.
“Face down. Ass up, Solana, baby.”
She resumed the position, and I kneeled behind her. I ran my tongue down the crack of her ass, and she flattened on the bed. I folded my arm around her waist and brought her back upright, using my other hand to arch her back.
“Stay in position.”
Grabbing the bottle I’d brought from the bathroom, I sprayed it over my head and again over her back, letting it mist on her skin. My dick was already a brick, but I swear, it got harder. Her dark skin and the curves along her back were sexy as fuck. The soft hum she made as the mist rested against her skin sent a shiver through me. Solana didn’t understand her power, but it wasn’t for me to show her. She could probably bring many men to their knees—a modern-day Judith, but I refused to let her ass behead me with her nasty ways. I needed her to shake the drug habit before I even considered her being more than the woman I had locked in Jisei’s basement. Until then, I’d give her a little push to get her shit together.
“Shio…” she whispered. She didn’t move, but the whine in her voice told me enough.
“I need to smell you, Solana.”
Placing the bottle on the floor next to me, I swiped my tongue up her ass again, making her body jerk. I lifted her body abruptly as if she were a barbell, fell back onto the bed, and then loweredher so that my head rested under her moist pussy. I pulled the towel away, and she stiffened. I’m sure the cool air, plus the new view she had of my dick, sent her into a temporary shock. We were in a position as if we were about to sixty-nine, but I wasn’t expecting Solana to do anything; I just wanted her to see what she was doing to me. Although we’d never gotten this far before, she smelled like déjà vu, and this situation felt like fate. She smelled like everything I’d ever craved had been wrapped up and stuffed inside of her ass, and this situation felt like it would happen again before it truly even started.
Deciding to leave her asshole alone for now, I pushed my entire face into her mound. My nose was between her ass crack as I lapped up her juices. I had no plans of ending my night with my face in her pussy, but we were here now. My mouth moved with precision as my tongue slithered in between her slippery folds. I was rotating between licking and sucking, swirling and plunging, all while holding her up, so she didn’t plop down on my head.
Solana was making the kinds of noises I expected from a virgin, and I so wanted to stuff my dick in her to hear her take it up a notch. But she was already running from the pussy-eating I was doing. If she was running from my tongue, then she damn sure wasn’t ready for the dick.
“Shioooo,” she moaned.
Wap!
Her ass cheeks rippled before she flinched downward, nearly crushing my nose.
Wap!
My hand came down hard on her ass again, and she bucked against my mouth. She quivered at the tenderness of me devouring her mixed with the pain inflicted on her ass from my hand. Her pussy was warm, creamy, and clean, and outside of them sharp-ass hairs, fucking perfect. She was perfect againstmy fingers in the shower and perfect against my fucking mouth. I could eat her for hours, and that was the fucking problem. I could do everything for hours when it came to Solana, including watching her on my phone as if I were binge-watching a newly released Netflix series.
My thoughts spun as pleasure poured from her pussy, and the silky feel of her nearing her breaking point shot straight down to my dick. I swallowed a wad of her gooeyness and continued my slow and steady pussy-eating. She tasted better than I thought she would.
“Ohhh! ¡Esta sucediendo! (It’s happening!)”
Her legs vibrated against my head as her arms gave way, with her torso falling forward onto my stomach. I felt her hair fall over my dick and the sensation had me precumming. I thought Solana was about to start running again, but this time, she began to hump my face.
Good, Solana, baby. Chase that fucking nut.
“Come, Solana. Let me taste you,” I said between slurps.
“¡Se siente bien! It… feeelss… sooooooo… Ahhhhhh!”
Spreading my mouth as wide as I could, I covered her pussy, not wanting to miss a drop. My dick was hard enough to dig up cement, and when her cum hit my tongue as I lapped away at her vagina, I swear, I wanted to bust a nut myself.
Solana would be a fucking creamer, and her release was enough to fill a pill bottle. I drank that shit happily, too—happy she didn’t spray that shit out. My cousin Vello loved that shit, but I wasn’t into women squirting. It was too messy, and for some women, embarrassing.
When her knees spread wider, I rolled her body off mine onto the bed so she could relax her limbs. Standing, I watched as her chest heaved and her hands rested at her navel. Solana’s body was perfect. The working out we’d done in the short time before shit hit the fan had her stomach and arms toned. Looking downat her messy pussy, I licked the remnants of her from my lips as if I missed having my face in it already. It was fat. Her chocolate pussy was reddish pink on the inside and plump. Not being able to stop myself, I bent down and placed a kiss on it, causing her to jerk. Her smooth, plush thighs felt good against my head while I continued to place soft kisses on her pussy. I kneaded the flesh in my hands, causing her to moan. The moan was enough to cause me to stop and pull away—my dick was hard enough as is.
Leaving her on her back, I went to the dresser drawers, pulled out a pair of sweats, and stepped into them. I didn’t replace the clothes here because I knew Solana would be able to fit everything we’d left when Ezio was here. Bella ’nem had been bringing her more girly shit lately, though, so I knew she wouldn’t be wearing the T-shirt-and-sweatpants combo anymore.
“So those weren’t for me?”
