Page 53 of Captured By A Reckless Soul

“Fuck, Asia!” I gritted as I pushed in and out of her. She gagged a little but controlled her breathing. The feeling of my balls touching her soft titties and my dick down her throat was about to make me bust. I got off of her and laid on my back.

“Splits on the dick, Asia.” She looked me in the eyes and smirked. She was in rare form, and I liked that shit. Climbing on top of me, her flat stomach glistened from the sweat that was starting to cover her. Placing her hands flat on my abs, she did the splits and lowered her warm treasure right on me. My mushroom tip was wide and girthy, she got the head in and squeezed as her eyes closed. I had to look down and see the pussy, it was already lethal as fuck, and she hadn’t slid all the way down my length. Biting my bottom lip, I gripped her hips and held on to her tight as I broke down her tight walls. Pushing all the way in, her head fell back.

“I can tell it’s been years Asia, it’s time to break that pussy back in.” Reaching up and grabbing both of her titties, pinching her nipples, she started to rock back in forth with a look of ecstasy sketched on her pretty face. Fuck hitting and dipping on this pussy, I was about to make this shit talk to me. When I got done with the pussy, it would belong to me.

“From now on…” I gripped her hips and lifted her up and down on my dick. “You call me daddy or Lance.” She kept her eyes closed and moaned.

“Yes daddy.” Her voice was so sexy, her body was banging, and I couldn’t do anything but watch her intently, slamming her up and down my dick had a nigga’s toes curling.

“Fuck Asia! Squat on this dick and work this big muthafucca.” She did exactly as I said and the way she was working me had me moaning and talking reckless as fuck. Switching positions, I flipped her over and dug her from the back, speeding up my pace, I hated that she felt so good. Her pussy was made for me, the way it tightened and held me hostage.

“Work that big ass dick daddy!” She screeched as she arched her back even more. She didn’t run from the dick, she slammed her ass right back on it, sending me in overdrive. Asia and I went at it all damn night. I put her to sleep and sad to say she put my ass right to sleep with her. I pulled her sexy ass close and closed my eyes. I told myself I would get up and leave but couldn’t find it in me to do so. We woke up the next morning and ordered room service and I got right back inside of her. Fucking all damn day back into the night, I laid beside her again with her rubbing my chest. I couldn’t lie this shit felt good as fuck, she was right when she said I would want this shit all the time.

“You belong to me Asia, I don’t know shit about claiming a female but this pussy,” I cupped it in my hands in slid my thick fingers between her already wet, hot slit. “Belongs to me.” She looked up and smiled.

“I don’t belong to anyone Lance.” She kissed my abs.

“Now you do.” I ignored that high powered shit she was talking. “You might as well tell me all about yourself mama’s, starting with your favorite color.” She giggled like I was some sprung ass nigga. I sat up and looked down at her. “You can play all day Asia you just don’t know the type of nigga you fucking with. I bet not catch another nigga round my pussy.” I didn’t blink.

“That’s not how things work, I know what kind of nigga you are Lance. The kind that gets females in your bed all the time and place claim on them. Leave them hurt and confused.” She rolled her eyes and sat back up.

“Asia, I’m a dark ass nigga baby. I get whatever it is, I want. I’ll keep that shit one hundred, I don’t know if it’s your smart-ass mouth that turns me on, or that banging ass body. Never in my life, have I ever took my time to talk to a female on the phone all damn day like I do with you. I ain’t never waited months to hit some pussy. I fasho never took a bi…female out on no date. So, you got this shit fucked up ma. I don’t place claims on no broad, you the first and I mean that shit, I’m a brutally honest nigga so if I feel like I’m gone fuck a bitch or two, I will let you know.” I smiled as I let my hands creep back up between her pretty yellow thighs. Finding her sensitive bud, I rubbed it until her eyes started to flicker.

“I guess it’s a first time for everything then.” She started to moan as I kissed her on her sweet ass lips.

“You damn right baby.”

Chapter Forty-Four

HAKEEM

Today Ream had the whole dynasty at a hood basketball game in Gardena. He had some of the best cooks handing out plates, backpacks, and school supplies were being passed out for kids that were returning back to school in a couple of weeks. I loved his annual basketball tournaments. Shit could go left but it always ended up being some cool shit for the people in the neighborhood. The game was bloods vs crips, the bloods had their people on one side and the crips on the other. Every balling nigga from around the way traveled to place money on the game. All the funds that were made today would go to all the local schools for new supplies and books.

I draped my arm around Lori’s fine ass and watched her blush. Her little funky pussy ass got tested and her results came back negative. Now when she came around me, she made sure everything including her breath was up to par. I appreciated her beauty and friendship. She could get on my nerves sometimes, but she was still a cool ass chick to hang out with when I had the time.

“That’s a foul!” She screamed as I shook my head in embarrassment and told her to shut the fuck up. I hated when females acted like they knew sports when they truly had no idea what the fuck they were talking about.

“That wasn’t no damn foul, he traveled the ball, Lori. Sit back and just look pretty.” I smiled at her as she gave me a look of astonishment. I looked at the entrance and saw the bodyguards first then Ream entered along with Solo and some slim-thick model looking chick. Her body was fucking banging, but it looked odd to see this nigga Solo with a bitch on his arms. When they entered it seemed like the whole gym fell silent as everybody watched them walk coolly to their seats. Solo put his arm around the chick he was with as some thick ass pretty brown skin girl sat down next to Ream.

These niggas called themselves on a double date. I chuckled at them and sparked up a blunt. I had on my basketball shorts and a white tee with my sneakers laced up. When this game was up, I was supposed to play in the next game. East versus West, I was ready to whoop them niggas asses. In high school, I used to ball hard as fuck. I wanted to actually make something out of it but enjoyed being an assassin. Lori leaned over and whispered in my ear, but I didn’t hear shit she was saying as my eyes landed on Kachella’s pretty ass. I stared at Chella hard, I hoped she laid eyes on my murderous glare. My jaws clenched tight at the outfit she sported which was too fucking short and tight. The basketball jersey dress she sported tucked perfectly under her round ass. She had on low top white air forces with jewelry on her ankles, wrist, and neck. I hated when women rocked bobs, but her pink hair had blonde streaks in it, and it framed her face perfectly. The lame nigga she was with looked proud to have her on his arms and I had to bite my bottom lip to keep myself seated. When his hand touched her lower back, I stood up and gave Lori my blunt and told her ass to stay put.

Walking around to the side where all the crips sat I grabbed her by her wrist and pulled her my way. She smelled better than she looked. The nigga she was with hiked his pants up and a couple of Reams goons stood and made their way over to me.

“Sup nigga? You need that.” I gritted and touched my gun that he could see sticking out of my basketball shorts.

“I’m saying though, this my bitch.” He boasted trying to pull Kachella back in his arms. I dropped her wrist and balled up my fist.

“Keem! Why are you tripping on me and my date!” She yelled as I moved her from in front of him, placing her behind me. Later on, I was gone check her hard as fuck. He tried to talk shit but was cut off by my fist connecting with his chin knocking him clean the fuck out. Yanking Kachella I marched out the gym with her jogging to keep up with my steps. On the way out the door, I saw Mattea walking in with some tall ass nigga. She looked at me and Kachella and smiled. I shook my head cause these sisters were definitely playing with fire today. Nodding my head at Mattea, I picked my pace up with a struggling Kachella and made my way to my car.

“The fuck yo stupid ass on?” I gritted in her face as she smiled.

“I’m on what you on Keem! You ain’t my man so why the fuck you so bothered by me and Draco chilling?” She shrugged and that shit pissed me off even more.

“Fuck all the tit for tat Chella! You don’t get to flaunt a nigga in my hood. You giving up the pussy?” I braced myself.

“If I am? What’s it to you!” She yelled. My jaws clenched as I nodded my head and walked away from her. She yelled my name, but I kept moving. I had to get far away from her before I snapped and spazzed the fuck out. On top of that, I was on the verge of saying some hurtful shit that I knew I would regret. Kachella soured my mood that fast and I couldn’t think straight. Soon as I got to the door, she grabbed my hand as I yanked away.

“I ain’t heard from you in months! This how you acting! You know damn well I ain’t gave that man no pussy! I’m still fucked up in the head from the shit Tre did to me! You the only man I feel comfortable enough to give myself too. You don’t want me so I will date, and you have to accept that shit Hakeem.” She crossed her arms over her chest. Her pretty ass face balled up tight. I nodded my head. She had a point, Kachella could be overbearing and like to smother me. I had feelings for her and liked the idea of being closer to her, I just knew right now it was something we both weren’t ready for.