Page 52 of A Beast Captured My Heart

She read my mind, and that aching feeling came back over my dick. It was screaming to be buried inside of her. Standing to my feet she scooted back so I could properly climb between her legs. Tracing my dick up and down her center, I slapped it three times on her clit before pushing inside of her. She gasped as my breathing damn near got caught in my throat from the feel of her center breathing on my shaft.

Grabbing her hips, I steadied myself by holding still inside of her. The way her pussy felt on my dick was enough to make a nigga nut prematurely, I ain’t never had pussy like Kayori’s. This shit was spell bound. Once I got control over myself, I drove in and out of her at an angled position, making sure I hit the bottom of her pussy.

“Oh daddy, I love you so fucking much! This fucking big asssss dick!”

I loved how filthy Kayori’s mouth could get when I was driving her ass insane.

“You gonna cum all over it again?”

I stared hard at her, while she battled with keeping her eyes opened.

“Yes, daddy. I’ma nut all over this shit.”

“Yea?” I questioned her to send her over the edge.

“Yesssss!” she screamed with tears falling down the sides of her face.

“Squeeze and play with those pretty ass titties for daddy.”

“Mmkay.”

Her eyes were rolling, sweat gathered on top of her forehead, I was taking her through the motions. She orgasmed again, I took my dick out her wet center, played in her wetness to soak my dick, then dragged it up to her sensitive bud. Until she was begging me to stop. Pushing back inside of her, it was my turn to fuck her the way I wanted to, I was ready to reach my peak. No matter how many times, I made her cum, that pussy contracted and tightened on my shaft each time I stroked her. She was dangerous, her pussy forced my dick to nut, and I let loose. I felt the weights lift off my shoulders as I collapsed and laid right next to her.

I was about to get it right back going before I heard loud banging coming from the front of my home. Next, my cellphone start ringing, it was Brick. Looking at Kayori with raised brows, she offered the same confused look. Reaching underneath my pillow I grabbed my nine-millimeter and slid my boxers on. Opening my walk-in closet, I snatched my Versace robe and slid my feet into my Versace slides. Unlocking my phone, I called Brick back. Turning on my CCTV fifty-inch monitor that was mounted on the right side of my room in the far end corner, I clicked on front door and was stunned to see my mom standing there going off with a cigarette dangling from her mouth.

Rubbing my hands anxiously through my waves, I sighed hard as fuck. I was not in the mood to deal with her shit right now.

“Who is that?” Kayori asked softly. Ignoring her, I told Brick to let her in and make sure she stayed in the front room.

“My mother is in the front; I’m gon’ go deal with her and I’ll be back. Keep that shit wet for me, Yori.”

She pulled the sheets up to her chest; a worried look covered her pretty face.

“You know, I still need to talk to you baby about something important.”

Biting her bottom lip, I didn’t think it was more important than my momma just popping up at my damn house. That’s one thing that irritated me with Kayori. She always took her time with saying what needed to be said. Beating around the bush, I was certain that she just wanted to talk about some shit concerning us. Right now, I didn’t have time to discuss it.

“We will talk soon as I’m done with her. Bet?”

Nodding her head, she laid back on the bed. Her eyes were glued to the ceiling, as much as I wanted to comfort her, talk to her and do much more. I needed to tend to my mom before she had my house in a complete uproar.

Closing my room door behind me, I walked hastily to the front room. Leandra had my house fumigated with cigarette smoke as she talked shit to Brick.

“Gotta make an appointment to see my own got damn son! This shit is ridiculous! I’m sick of you muthafuckas!”

When I finally made it to the front room her eyes snapped to mine as she stepped out of Bricks face. Excusing Brick with a head nod, he left back out the front door.

“You couldn’t call before you popped up Ma?”

I chose my words real carefully, I didn’t feel like being triggered right now. I felt it coming on.

“The fuck you just say to me boy?”

She paused taking a drag from her Newport long. I took a seat on the sofa and waited for her famous speech.

“Nigga, I carried your big head ass for nine fuckin months! Spent three days and two hours in labor! Nothin but pain! I didn’t even get an epidural! You gone stand here and say why the fuck I ain’t called?! You been dodging me for over a month now! That’s why the fuck I ain’t called.”

I watched the ash from her cigarette fall to my marble floor. My jaw clenched.