Page 14 of Fire & Roses: Harli

“That depends,” she flirted as she took a bite of the slice of chocolate cake she ordered.

“On what?”

“On if you can really handle what you want.”

The way she challenged me caused me to brick up as some chocolate icing covered the corner of her mouth. I leaned over with my napkin to clean her face, and she leaned up without any hesitation. Once I had her face cleaned, I used that moment to admire her soft brown eyes. Taking a chance on the vibe I was feeling, I slid my pointed finger under her chin with my thumb pressing against the front of her chin to pull her closer to me. Kissing her lips softly, I was pleasantly surprised when she followed my lead and slipped her tongue in my mouth when I deepened our kiss. The moan she let out into my mouth let me know I had her exactly where I wanted.

“Trust me, I can handle what I want,” I flirted after I broke our kiss.

“Show me,” she enticed with a sly smile.

The sexual tension was testing every ounce of self-control I had the whole car ride to my hotel room. Soon as we closed the door behind us, we were on each other like white on rice. The way I wanted her in the worst way, I couldn’t wait until we got to the bedroom that wasn’t too far from us. I grabbed her hands as I kissed her passionately while backing her up against the wall. Once I had her pinned, I slid her hands above her head before cuffing her wrists with one hand. With my free hand, I freed one of her breasts from her dress.

“Shiiiitttt,” she moaned as I sucked on her exposed nipple.

I sucked on her other breast, causing her to moan while squirming beneath me. After giving her breasts attention, I moved my free hand down her body until I found her pussy. The thin fabric of her panties separated my hand and her clit as I rubbed against it. I looked in her eyes while I continued to rub as she whimpered while biting down on her bottom lip.

“You can keep fightin’ it, or you can let that shit go,” I commanded as I picked up my speed. “Because it’s only gonna get worse from here.”

She didn’t say anything as her eyes rolled and her panties became damp. Satisfied with my work, I couldn’t control myself anymore as I wanted her in the worst way. Thankful that Harli was adamant about us disclosing our STD results when we first started talking, I was ready to explore her in every way possible. Like I told her that day I ran down on her, I wanna get to know you better than any nigga before me, so that way when you do get the dick you’ll forget their asses. Now was my time to shine, and I was hellbent on being a man of my word.

Removing her panties, I knelt before her as I threw her leg over my shoulder. I deeply inhaled her scent before I licked against her fat ass pussy. The way I was eating her up, you wouldn’t think I’d just enjoyed a full course meal. Her hands fell to my head as she gripped it for dear life. After I had my fill of tasting her essence, I stood to free my dick. Once I had it freed, I switched spots with her so that I was against the wall as she stood in front of me. I slid her dress off before picking her up by her thighs. With her folded in my grasp, I eased her down my dick.

“Fuck!” We both moaned out.

“This shit so fuckin’ wet,” I confessed as I lifted her up and down my dick like it was a workout.

“Trench, Trench,” she panted in my ear as she tightened her arms around my neck. “Fuck me, Trench.”

“Rub that clit while you take this big dick.”

“Yes, sir,” she obeyed as her hand slid down between our bodies.

“Good girl.”

As she rubbed her clit, her words turned to moans as she enjoyed it. It wasn’t until I felt the wetness on my thighs that her grip loosened as she released, wetting both of us up. I bounced her on my dick a few more times before I pulled out and my nut sprayed on her lower stomach and inner thighs. Our chest heaved up and down as I held her body against mine. I placed her on the ground before I removed my shirt to clean my nut off of her.

“Careful there,” I chuckled as I caught her from falling. “I need you to gain your strength because I gotta finish showin’ you I can handle what I want.”

Chapter 9

Harli

“Well, what happened to yo’ parents because you never speak on them?” Trench inquired as he rubbed my bare back as I laid on top of him.

I’d been avoiding discussing them ever since me and Trench started talking. There was a lot of shame I carried knowing my parents died at the hands of the drugs they put before me. After their deaths, I went through hell trying to make it on my own while feeling like I wasn’t good enough. It hardened me in ways that kind of made me emotionally unavailable, but something about getting to know Trench over these two months made me want to change that. Aside from the amazing sex, when we talked our conversations would range from some surface level shit to deep without feeling pressured.

“They’re dead,” I answered after I realized he’d been waiting for me to say something.

“Baby, I’m so sorry for your loss,” he sat up on his elbows and looked me in my eyes.

“Don’t be. They died due to the drugs they put before their own daughter.”

“They missed out on a great woman,” he comforted me before he kissed my lips.

“Aht, aht that smooth talkin’ ain’t gettin’ yo’ ass no more pussy. Matter of fact, I gotta go meet up with the girls by four.”

“Uh, it’s ten minutes to four.”