I reached up and moved a piece of hair out her face, lettin’ my fingers drag slow down the side of it before I slid my hand to her hip. She ain’t say nothin’, but just scooted closer and fit into me and when I wrapped my arm around her waist, she settled in without hesitation.
I leaned in and kissed her.
“You okay?” she asked.
I raised my brows a lil’, watchin’ her. “You okay?”
She gave a slow nod, but I could see it wasn’t all the way there. “Not really… but I’ll be.”
I let my hand come up from her hip to her face, rubbin’ my thumb along her cheek slow. “Then talk to me.”
She lifted her hand and placed it against my face too, her fingers movin’ the same way mine was, and for a second we just stayed like this, lookin’ at each other.
“I always liked you,” she said finally, her voice softer now. “So bein’ here with you… it feel like a dream come true.”
I raised my brows again, and I smiled. “A dream come true is crazy.”
She laughed, and I shook my head at her. “See… you full of shit.”
She smiled right back at me. “You like the way the shit sounded, huh?”
I let out a short laugh and nodded. “Actually… I did.”
She kept rubbin’ my face, her thumb movin’ slow across my skin. “I meant most of it.”
I slid my hand down from her cheek to her throat and wrapped my fingers around it. “I want you to mean all of it.”
Her eyes stayed locked on mine, and the way she looked at me made me lean in without even thinkin’ about it.
This time, when I kissed her, it went deeper.
Our lips pressed together and stayed there for a second before we both opened up at the same time, and when our tongues met, it felt like we had been holdin’ that shit back longer than we realized. I slid my hand up into her hair and tilted her head just enough so I could get more of her, and she grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me closer.
We kissed slow at first, then it picked up, turnin’ into somethin’ that had more behind it than just the moment. Our mouths moved together like we was sayin’ everything we wasn’t puttin’ into words, and every time I pulled back just a lil’, she followed me, keepin’ that same energy.
I kissed her bottom lip, then her top one, then slid my tongue back into her mouth, and she let out a low sound that went straight through me. My hand tightened on her throat, pullin’ her closer until there wasn’t no space left between us.
She started movin’ with me, her body pressin’ into mine while her fingers slid from my neck down to the waistband of my briefs. I felt her hook her fingers into it, and when she slid her hand inside and wrapped it around my dick, I pulled my mouth from hers and hissed low.
“Fuck…”
She smiled against my lips like she knew exactly what she was doin’ to my ass, and the way her hand moved had my whole body reactin’ before I could even think about slowin’ it down.
I moved even closer to her and slid my hand from her throat, down her side, and pulled her on top of me, lettin’ her settle here while I looked up at her like I still couldn’t believe she was mine in this moment.
She ain’t have no panties on so I ran my hand up her silk gown and reached around to rub her ass. It was soft as hell and heavy in my hand, and every time I gripped it, that shit spread just enough to make me smack it again without even thinkin’ about it. I couldn’t help it. My hand kept landin’ on that muthafucka ’cause I was addicted to it.
I moved my hand from her ass up to her back and then around to the front of her stomach.
I grabbed her stomach and squeezed it, lettin’ my fingers press into that soft flesh I liked so much. That was one of my favorite parts of her body and I ain’t never hid that. I could tell she ain’t really like when I did that shit, ’cause the way her body tensed up for a second gave it away, but she ain’t say nothin’, and I wasn’t about to stop.
I moved my hands up and let ‘em settle on her shoulder where she had been shot. My thumb brushed over it and I paused for a second, ’cause that shit still ain’t sit right with me. I let out a low breath, then pushed that thought out my head before it had me goin’ left.
I moved up to her titties and started massagin’ them. “Big ass titties,” I said, palmin’ both of ‘em and lettin’ my fingers sink into ‘em. I rolled them in my hands slow, feelin’ how full they was, how they moved, and she already knew what time I was on. She reached up, grabbed the bottom of her gown, and pulled that shit over her head, tossin’ it to the side. Now she was sittin’ on top ofme, naked and beautiful as fuck, and I felt that shit all through me.
Even though me and ‘Nelle was in this moment and all over each other, I could still feel that heaviness sittin’ between us. Reni was pregnant and I was right here with Sha’Nelle, and even if she wasn’t speakin’ on it, I knew she felt somethin’. I knew she had to.
I couldn’t even stay in that thought long ’cause Sha’Nelle started grindin’ on top of me, slow then deeper, draggin’ that pussy across my briefs until my shit was soaked through. I bit my bottom lip and moved my hand down to her inner thigh, lettin’ my fingers slide along her soft skin before I brought my thumb up to her clit and started rollin’ over it in slow circles. Her pussy lips was so thick and full that I had to work my thumb in there just to reach her, and once I did, I stayed on it.
