She nodded incessantly before squeezing her eyes shut and wrapping her arms around me. “Yes, please. That’s all I want.”
Lex began to ride me slowly, emitting soft moans. She eased up and down my rod as if she were riding on a carousel. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. From the top of her head to the soles of her feet, Lex was a fuckin’ masterpiece.
I leaned in to whisper my command against her neck. “Look at me when you ride me.”
Her eyes opened slowly, gaze locking on mine as her hips rocked back and forth. The way she looked at me with such need in her eyes had me ready to bust right then and there, but I held back.
“Yeah, just like that. That’s so fuckin’ sexy.”
She bit her lip as her hand moved to my throat, slightly choking me. “Mm, fuck.”
Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as I reached between us to rub her clit, which made her let go of my neck and lean backward for more stimulation.
“I love this pussy,” I claimed as I strummed her clit with my thumb.
Lex picked up the pace, bouncing faster, which caused her breasts to bounce in my face. I grabbed them with both hands. She held onto my forearm, squeezing it so hard she left crescent shaped indents on my skin.
“You feel so fuckin’ good, Oak,” she whispered.
I grabbed her waist and flipped her onto her back in mid stroke. Her legs went from my waist to over my shoulders. My abs flexed every time I thrust deep inside her. I made sure to hold her by the ankles so that her legs stayed open and she got every inch of the dick I’d been fiending to give her.
“Tell me this pussy is still mine, Lex.” I grunted lowly in her ear while thrusting into her with deep, rhythmic strokes.
“Fuck, it’s still yours,” she whimpered. “It’s always been yours.”
I gripped a handful of her breasts with one hand while rubbing her clit in slow circles with the other, edging her closer to her next climax. I was ready to turn her pussy into my personal water park.
Lex moaned and gasped for her next shaky breath. “Oh my God! I’m about to cum.”
I bucked harder, leaning in closer as my dick beat up her walls. “Cum for me,” I instructed, talking her through her orgasm. “Cum all over this dick, Lex.”
All I felt was a gush of water as she squirted all over my dick and my sheets. A satisfactory grin spread across my lips. “Do it again for me. Gimme some more fuckin’ squirt.”
Long stroke after stroke, I fucked Lex as if she’d left explicit instructions on exactly how she wanted me to do it. I wanted each stroke to let her know that it didn’t matter whose ring she had on her finger, she was mine and only mine.
“Come bend that pussy over for me,” I instructed.
She followed my guidance and got on all fours before spreading her ass cheeks apart. I eased the tip back in, watchingher eyes roll back in her head as she looked over her shoulder at me.
She sucked in air through her teeth. “Oh my God. That feels so good, Oak,” she whimpered. “Tell me you like how this pussy feels.”
“You know I love how this pussy feels,” I replied, pumping faster.
She had me thirsty for release, and she knew it.
“Fuck, I’m about to nut,” I announced through a low groan.
I had every intention of pulling out and busting on my sheets, but it was as if Lex’s tongue knew my body like the back of her hand. She quickly sat up and wrapped her lips around my dick, sucking me to my climax.
“Ahh shit.” I hissed as I locked eyes with her as she swallowed my soul.
Fuck. If she didn’t have a nigga sprung before, she definitely does now.
A few dayspassed since Liv’s birthday, which meant it had been over seventy-two hours since I’d listened to Pat’s excuses about what I’d heard on the voicemail, gotten way too drunk, and relapsed with my best friend’s brother. You ever seen a dick so big you just had to suck it? That might’ve been my inner ho talking, but that was exactly how I felt about Oak. Not to mention, he had my pussy smitten like a kitten as if I was eighteen all over again.
Dealing with that, along with everything else on my plate, meant that nothing in my life had seemed to get straightened out since then. If anything, it had only gotten more complicated.My sleep schedule? Fucked. My eating schedule? Also fucked. Pat had been back in town for the past day and a half. I made it clearI wanted space, and he’d been giving me that by staying at his family’s hotel downtown. It was for the best.
I still didn’t know what I was going to do about our relationship or the wedding. Pat had asked me out to dinner to talk face-to-face, and I wasdreadingit. Not because I felt guilty for letting my best friend’s brother make my pussy sing like Alicia and Keyshia combined, but because the closer my wedding day seemed to get, the more and more apprehensive I got about going through with it at all.Besides that, I still hadn’t managed to get Poppy’s words to stop replaying in my head like a broken record. To me, they meant something more profound than they sounded on the surface. They’d somehow hooked into my heart and wouldn’t turn me loose.
