“Reed, baby, I’m about to cum.”
Shit, me too.
Her hips bucked as a steady flow of her creamy white essence seeped from her pulsing walls.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
I tried to remember the words to the pledge or the birthday song or anything to take my mind off the heady intoxication of Faith cumming in my mouth. She tasted better than I remembered, only making it worse. When her body settledagainst the bed, I let my eyes trail up to watch her come down. She was always so beautiful after a release. Her chest rose and fell as she fought to catch her breath. She craned her neck until her glossy eyes landed on me.
“You got a condom?” she asked.
“Damn,” I mumbled, dropping my head. See, that was why my daddy always told me to never leave home without it.
“Let me get up.”
“Wait. I’ll pull out,” I said, tightening my grip on her thighs. This could not be happening. I could have easily run to the corner store and grabbed a box, but I didn’t want to leave and give Faith a chance to talk herself out of what we were about to do.
“Boy, let me get up. I have some.”
That sent an electric current to my chest, causing me to sit up until all of my weight was on my knees.
“What the fuck you doing with condoms, Faith?”
“Protecting myself from STDs and unwanted pregnancies,” she said as she threw her legs over the side of the bed and moved across the room.
“So you really been giving my pussy away?” I asked her.
“No. I haven’t had sex in almost seven years.”
“Be serious, Faith. Why would you do that? You told me you would never give my pussy away.”
“And you told me that we were going to get married and live happily ever after on some storybook bullshit.”
“We’re still going to do that,” I confirmed.
“That’s yet to be determined. This is just sex.”
“That’s what you been telling niggas all these years?” I asked.
“Don’t make me change my mind about giving you some. I’m this close to coming to my senses.”
“My bad. I just don’t like that shit. I don’t feel like I’ll be comfortable until every man that’s ever touched you is in the ground.”
“Including you?” she asked, turning to me with a smile as she retrieved a black wrapper from a drawer and held it up for me to take.
“Lay on the bed before I get pissed off all over again and go pay your neighbor a visit.”
She laughed, but I didn’t see a damn thing funny. Still, I unbuttoned my jeans, pushing them down and letting my dick spring to life as they fell. I bit the corner of the wrapper off and sheathed myself. My dick was so tender I could barely touch it. I needed to be inside Faith soon, or I was about to finish without her help.
I followed Faith, letting my knees hit the bed as I mentally prepared myself for her. I grabbed one of her legs and kissed her ankle before hooking my arm under her knee. I was tempted to have another taste, but I was ready for the main course. When our eyes connected, Faith shook her head like I had asked her a question.
“This is just sex,” she repeated, as if she needed convincing just as much as she was trying to convince me.
“I know.” I smiled, leaning down to kiss her again.
