To be honest, we could fall completely silent, and I would be content. As long as I’m with her, my life is in order. I kiss the back of her head as I think of our life and all we’ve been through together.
Our losses have made us stronger as a team. Sometimes I feel like she lives in my head. Before I can speak my thoughts, she has accomplished my desires.
Yup, I can’t lose with this woman in my arms. Even when we take a hit, we bounce back stronger. How can my love for her not deepen?
“I love you,” I murmur next to her ear.
“I love you too.”
This time without Sammy has shown me how much I cherish my family and everyone special to me in this life. Everything around us could change in the blink of an eye. It has already happened on a number of occasions.
“LaSalle,” Tasha moans as I suck the skin on her neck into my mouth while slipping my hand under her top to palm her breast.
Reaching for the oil, I pump some more onto the fingers of my free hand, then slip it into her sweats and shove my fingers into her panties. She’s already wet for me.
I suck harder on her neck as I prime her pussy for a night of lovemaking. A grin comes to my lips as her cute little toes curl while she kicks her legs and nearly crawls up my chest trying to get away.
“Relax, baby. I’ve got you. Just enjoy,” I breathe into her ear.
“Oh God, LaSalle,” she pants.
Releasing her breast, then raising my hand to place under her chin, I lift her head until I have full access to her lush lips. I crush my lips to hers and savor the moan she releases into my mouth.
As I feel her tighten with her climax, I grasp her throat and move my fingers in a come-hither motion as she rides my hand and whimpers. I chuckle in her ear as she lifts her lower body and squeezes her thighs together.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so sexy when you come for me. That good, huh? Tell me how much you want this?”
“Oh my God, LaSalle. You make me crazy. I need you so bad. I want you to fuck me hard, babe. Give me that deep, nasty shit. Show me who’s don. Show me why I’m still yours.”
I snort. “In what world wouldn’t you be mine? Get up and strip your clothes off.”
She goes to stand, but her legs buckle. I rush to catch her by the waist and hold her up. We both laugh as she clings to my shoulders.
“I haven’t even started and you’re weak in the knees, baby?”
“Only you can do this to me. Here, let me show you.”
She straightens and pulls her shirt over her head, tossing it down to the floor. She then pushes her sweats down her legs and steps out of them. Next, she shimmies out of her panties, holding them up on one finger as I hold my hand out for them.
Taking the small scrap of fabric, I lift it to my nose and inhale deeply. My eyes roll back as her intoxicating scent fills my nostrils. She always smells so fucking good.
My mouth waters as I think of tasting her. Fixing my gaze on her once again, I groan. Her nipples are hard and taunting me.
I lift a brow as she backs up and perches on the edge of the coffee table. Reaching for the oil, she pumps some into her palm then rubs her hands together. With her eyes fixed on me, she spreads her legs open and slides a hand down the front of her body.
I follow the movement, watching as her skin glistens with the trail her hand makes. She palms her mound and tugs her hand up to spread her lips open for my view.
“Such a pretty pussy,” I murmur.
“You like what you see?”
“Every time I see it. You’re so fucking gorgeous.”
Licking the tips of her fingers on her free hand, she then reaches to play with her fat pussy while holding it open for my view. Ready to pounce, I tug off my T-shirt and stand to shove my sweats down.
I spring free, my cock pointing straight at her. I reach for the oil and pump some into my hand before I go to stroke myself while she’s playing with her pussy for me. Tasha bites her lip as lust fills her eyes.
She throws her head back as she continues to play with herself. I close the distance between us and palm the back of her head. She looks up at me and smiles.
