“Is it enough? I’m scared that it might be too much.” She responded as if my question was crazy.
“Hell nah. I’m sure you can handle it. And you gone be a big girl about it too. Ain’t that right?” I asked as I looked down at her and rubbed her face. I rubbed my thumb across her lips and she put my thumb in her mouth and sucked my shit. This made my dick jump.
The sight of my dick jumping that close to her face, it made her take my thumb out her mouth and grip my dick with both her hands. She put my dick in her mouth slow. She put it all the wayin the back of her throat while sucking it, then slowly pulled it out and repeated that shit while twisting with her hands. My toes was balled the fuck up tighter than Arthur fist on them memes.
I ain’t wanna sound like a bitch, but she was eating my dick the fuck up and I felt a muthafuckin moan tryna slip out. I bit my bottom lip hard as hell. I gripped Tatti head and started fucking her mouth harder and faster. Once I started to feel like she was in control, I had to switch that shit up.
I was hitting her tonsils, causing her to gag a little, but she never stopped. Before I knew it, I was about to nut. At that exact moment, she tightened her jaws around my shit, causing me to grunt and moan loud as hell anyway while I came down her throat. She knew what she was doing. I took my dick out her mouth and slapped it across her face lightly. She smiled and licked her lip. I knew that she felt like she had one up on me. She had no clue, she was about to be in for a long ass night.
“Get up on that bed and put yo ass in the air!” I demanded. She looked at me seductively and did what I asked.
She got in the bed on her knees. She was on the edge. I walked over to her and rubbed and massaged both her ass cheeks. I stuck one of my fingers in her pussy and that muthafucka came out so damn wet and creamy. Sucking my dick had really gotten her pussy wet. I licked my finger and savored her juices. I’d gotten addicted to the way she tasted and eating her pussy. Especially the fact that I’d been teasing her and not giving her the dick. Tonight, I was gone give her what she’d been begging for.
I got on my knees and spread her ass cheeks. Then I dove face first into her pussy. I had a grip on both her cheeks while I pulled her back into me. I sucked on her clit, stuck my tongue in andout of it, spit on that pretty muthafucka and did everything I could to make her feel like she’d just made me feel. Without even thinking on it, I went from eating her pussy to eating her ass. And I mean I was tongue kissing that muthafucka.
The same shit I’d clown niggas for, I was here doing it to my wife on our wedding night. The crazy part is, I knew for a fact I was gone do it again.
Just like I’d never ate ass before, I knew this was Tatti first time having it done, so that made a nigga feel good. The way she jumped when my tongue first slid in, that let me know this wasn’t some shit she was accustomed to. After a few minutes, she’d gotten into it.
“Baby! I’m about to commmeeee!” She moaned out loud.
That’s when I stopped.
I stood up and she looked back at me like she wanted to cry that I had stopped. I placed my hand on her lower back, pushing her further down into the bed while I eased my dick inside of her. Immediately her walls tightened around my dick.
Her shit was wet as hell, and tight as fuck. I had to brace myself. I was three strokes in when I felt her shaking and creaming all over my dick. I looked down and the sight was beautiful. She had wet a nigga dick up. This caused me to go harder. I gave her long deep strokes, and a few minutes later, I had let off the biggest load inside of her.
That’s how you know the pussy good, when a nigga can’t even last ten minutes in it. I knew after tonight, with everything that I had planned for her, we’d be having our first child in the next nine months.
This shit ain’t feel real. This was my wife. And we just consummated our marriage, and I planned on doing the shit again twenty more times tonight. She rolled over on her back and leaned up, reaching for me. She pulled me down on her and I kissed her lips. While I was kissing her, her freaky ass was rubbing my dick against her clit, then she put it back in. She wrapped her legs around my back while I kissed her lips, then sucked on her neck while I made love to her. Slow and deliberate this time. Her shit felt so good, like she was made just for me. The way she was tightening her walls around my dick while I was giving her long, slow strokes, I could tell she was trying to have my head all fucked up.
One thing I was sure of, I’d never play about Tattiana Carter. She was everything I didn’t know I needed. And she was mine.
The morning sun was coming through the floor-to-ceiling windows when room service knocked. I'd ordered breakfast for both of us. Waffles, bacon, fresh fruit, coffee. The kind of meal that said we were celebrating.
Tatti came out of the shower wrapped in one of the hotel robes, her hair still wet from the steam, her face fresh. No makeup. No guards up. Just her. And she was pretty as hell.
"That smells good," she said, walking over to where I was setting up the table on the balcony.
We ate without talking much. Just existed together. She'd steal pieces of my bacon. I'd feed her fruit. It was simple and it felt like something I'd been missing my whole life without even knowingit. She was showing me that shit didn’t always have to be war. Life was supposed to be peaceful sometimes.
After we ate, we ended up back in bed. She was laying on my chest, tracing circles on my stomach with her finger. My phone was on silent but I could feel it vibrating against the nightstand. I ignored it the first few times.
On the fourth call, I knew it was important.
I reached over and grabbed it. Tyree's name was on the screen.
"Give me a second," I told Tatti, kissing the top of her head.
She nodded and rolled over, giving me space but staying close enough that I could feel her presence.
I answered.
"Yeah?"
"We got a problem," Tyree said immediately, no greeting, no bullshit. "The DA won't budge. I've tried every angle - the prison negligence, the weak case, the speedy trial violation. They don't care. They want Zaire. Bad."
I felt my jaw tighten.
