“Nah, you finna squirt all over my dick baby. Let that shit the fuck go, wet daddy up.” I coached her as I felt my dick twitch letting me know that I was getting ready to let loose as well.
“Ugrrhhhhhhhhh ohhhhhhh my god!” She screeched loud as fuck as she clutched me real tight pulling me down to her. I could feel her squirting as my dick jerked inside of her. She tried to climb up the bed and run away as I held her down in place and still stroked my semi-erect dick back inside of her. I watched in awe as her juices shot out like a water hose, the sight of her squirting with my nut oozing from her center had me bricking back up. I needed to feel her again, I wanted her wet pussy riding my dick until she came again.
Getting on the bed, I laid on my back on the side of her.
“Get up baby, come ride my dick.” I urged her, she looked down at my dick and smiled lazily like she was sex high.
“I don’t think I can cum anymore, Ream.” She whined, with her eyes still glued on The Ruler. I grabbed my dick and stroked it, watching her sexy ass body glisten from the sweat we had created amongst each other.
“Get up here and ride this shit, daddy gon’ teach you.” She got up slowly and climbed on top of me, placing her hands flat on my chest, I held my dick in place and watched her pussy swallow my shit. I was addicted to this shit already and knew I would never be able to get enough of the feel of her. Grabbing her hips, she rocked back and forth on my shit like she was on a rodeo ride.
“Plant your feet on each side of me, hold on to my chest and bounce up and down on this shit. I want you popping that pussy for a real nigga, I gotta feel that ass shaking while you doing it baby. Try to control The Ruler, let him know this yo dick.” I encourage as I reached up and cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples. She did exactly what I said, making sexy sex faces with her bottom lip caught inside of her mouth. She used my chest as leverage and really went to work, little did she know, it was gone take me a while to bust again after releasing my first nut.
Women swore they could hang when it came down to riding dick, I expected Mattea to tap out and get back on her knees while riding in less than five minutes. She surprised the hell out of me because it seemed like she already had this shit mastered. She looked me right in the eyes and gave me a determined look to make me nut. She loved feeling like she was in control of something by the way she threw that pussy like it was seasoned already, she thought she was a pro at taking this big ass dick. After ten minutes of riding, her cum rained down on my dick and she dropped back down on her knees. I turned her ass over and made her head touched the silk sheets, I placed my hand on her lower back and made her arch that shit as far as she could. Slapping her on the ass, I got right back in that pussy. Controlling her hips with my hands, I brought her back forcefully until she was trying her best to run like a track star from The Ruler.
“Who’s the fucking boss Mattea?” I questioned as I grabbed a fist full of her and slammed her back down on my dick. Reaching over with my free hand, I found her clit and applied pressure with my index finger, watching her body tense back up as a soft moan escaped her lips.
“Look back at me and tell me who is the muthafuckin’ boss!” I raised my voice feeling my nut rushing back to the tip.
“You the fuckin’ boss, shit!” She screamed back. Spreading her meaty ass cheeks apart, I went in deeper, trying to reach her stomach.
“Don’t ever forget that shit. Now the boss says to cum all over my dick. You better let that shit the fuck go.” I licked her upper back and kissed her in the same spot, letting my tongue travel to her neck, I slowed my pace and practically hugged her from the back. I was trying to savor this shit. Soon as she released, I did a couple of more strokes inside of her and nutted deep inside of her again. I tried to pull out slowly but even that felt too electrifying. It felt like I was stuck inside of her. Her pussy still held on tight, like it was in shock and couldn’t release me. Pulling out slowly, she gasped and collapsed on her side, and closed her eyes.
“I told you, you was gone eat every word you said to me. Get up and come clean the boss baby.” I smiled cockily as she slowly blinked her eyes like she was out of it.
“Come on baby, you gotta get up. You wet the bed, we gone shower and sleep in another room.” She didn’t move as she mumbled a couple of words that I couldn’t make out. I scooped her in my arms as she laid her damp head on my chest and made it to the bathroom. I sat her down on the toilet and started the shower water. Looking down into her pretty gray eyes, I just knew this was the woman for me.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
RELLIANAH
“I want a full background check on that freckle face bitch!” I slammed my hand down on the island we were sitting at while looking up at Cease.
“Here you go with this shit!” He took a bite out of his fried chicken sandwich that I made us and chewed as crumbs fell from his damn mouth, pissing me off further.
“I mean why can’t you just let Christian live his life and learn shit? Pops let us learn hard lessons all the time when we were running shit.” His eyes and mine had lowered. I missed my dad so fucking much my heart aches and cracked each time I pictured his face. Everyday memories of him swarmed my mind. I was always daddy’s girl; he taught and groomed me so well.
“I can’t let my son fall victim to a pretty face and wet pussy.” I scoffed, running my coffin-shaped nails through my head. I worried about Christian every day. Paranoid of something bad happening to him. My daughter, Christina was on the right path. She was the total opposite of her father and I. Christian had me and Cream running throughout his body. He was bullheaded and a lot of times I felt like it fucked up his sight.
“What about him and this new broad you said he been chilling with lately?” Cease took another big bite of his sandwich. He got on my nerves, but I loved him and Khaos like they were my real blood brothers. Cease and I was closer because he put up with all my shit more than Khaos.
“Reaper checks out fine, for now.” I didn’t have a problem with Reaper, she actually reminded me of my younger self. When I looked into her eyes, they held no fear. I liked that, just didn’t know if I wanted my son to fall for her just yet. I stood up and went to the secret cabinet that I kept in the kitchen. My husband never went in it and if he did it wouldn’t be much of a problem. I would probably have to sleep alone for some nights as punishment because of my snooping in Christian’s business but I felt it was worth it.
“What you got going on Fatty?” Joel walked in as I pulled the envelope out. I gave him a brief hug and told Cease to open it up as I passed it to him. Joel shook his head and threw a towel on his shoulder.
“Whatever yo fat ass got going on, I don’t want to know. I just came to use the gym.” He scoffed and looked at me in disbelief.
“Well, take yo pretty boy ass with a fucked-up line up on to the back and work out. Caved in bird chest ass nigga, always got some fuck shit to say. You should’ve kept your hair!” I yelled to his back as he walked away. My brother was a lawyer and married like me. He always had the smartest shit to say but couldn’t stay out of my house. We were close but got on each other’s last nerves. I placed my focus back on Cease, watching his eyebrows crease and I continued to pump the situation up. I needed Cease’s help, because if I did everything on my own my husband would for sure find out.
“See what I’m saying? Bitch said someone broke in her place, so she filed a police report. I went to the management, and they said, there was never a break in! So that freckle face hoe, hiding something and lying! I can’t wait to kill her!” Cease looked hard at the pictures.
“Damn this bitch got a banging ass body though.” He sat the pictures down and rubbed his kinky chin hairs.
“I see, man… this bitch a pig. What type of job you said she had?” He asked as he reached over to my plate next to him that I had abandoned. Cease was greedy as hell it didn’t make any sense.
“A nurse and Christian had the bitch running numbers!” I yelled.
“Nephew got to make better decisions.” He took a bite out of my sandwich and looked at it weirdly.