Page 18 of Certified to Handle You 3

My body was warm, loose and tired and the side of my face fit against him like I had laid here a million times before.

He kissed the top of my head and rubbed one hand down my back. Neither one of us said nothin’ for a while. The room was dark except for the lil’ bit of light comin’ from the light down the hall, and Couture’s heartbeat was under my ear, slowin’ down. A few minutes later, his breath got light and even, and I knew he was driftin’ off with me tucked against him like everything between us was settled.

I stayed awake…

I stared across the room while his arm stayed around me and tried to make my thoughts behave. My body had came. I couldn’t lie about that. Couture had touched me right, kissed me right and fucked me until my legs was weak, but when everything got quiet, there was still a place in me that ain’t settle. That was the part I hated sittin’ with after sex, when the moanin’ was over and there wasn’t nothin’ left but the truth layin’ next to me in the dark.

My mind went to Renza before I could stop it, and I squeezed my eyes shut like that could push him back out. It ain’t make no sense to be naked on Couture’s chest with my body still wet from him and my heart wanderin’ somewhere it had no business goin’. I had came, and I still felt unfinished in a way I couldn’t explain without soundin’ wrong.I guess there was a difference between pleasure and peace, and I was scared to admit which one my body had got and which one my heart kept lookin’ for.

Tears started burnin’ behind my eyes, and I held ‘em there. I refused to cry on Couture while he was sleep beside me, especially after what we had just done and while his arm was still around my waist. He ain’t deserve to wake up to that, and I ain’t deserve to keep makin’ a mess of everything just ’cause my feelin’s ain’t know how to sit down somewhere.

I breathed in slow, then let it out through my nose while I rested my hand over Couture’s chest. His skin was warm under my palm, and he shifted just enough to pull me closer in his sleep. I let him hold me. I let the dark cover my face, and I let the quiet stretch until my thoughts got tired of fightin’ me.

Eventually, my eyes closed, and I fell asleep on Couture’s chest with my ring still on my finger and a heaviness in me I couldn’t fuck away.

Trill-Land, Jungle Estate

“Fuck, baby… I missed this shit,” Sha’Nelle whined, holdin’ her thighs open while I had my face buried between ‘em.

She was laid back on the pillows with all that body spread out for me. Her thick thighs was pushed open wide with her stomach movin’ every time she tried to catch herself, and her pussy was so wet against my mouth I had to grip her hips to keep her from slidin’ away from me. She kept tryna hold herself open, but every time my tongue dipped inside her, her legs shook and tried to close around my head. I slapped the inside of her thigh and looked up at her through my lashes.

“Keep that shit open,” I told her, my voice muffled against all that wetness. “You missed me so bad, then let me eat what the fuck I missed.”

“Renza,” she cried, throwin’ her head back while her fingers dug into my waves. “Baby, I love you.”

I ain’t answer right away ‘cause my mouth was busy, and if she wanted to talk love, she was gon’ have to feel it first. I dragged my tongue through her slow, startin’ from the bottom and lickin’ all the way up until I caught her clit in my mouth. Soon as I sucked it, her whole body jumped, and that shit did somethin’ to me.

I had one hand pressed on her lower stomach and the other wrapped around her thigh, holdin’ her in place while I took my time with her ‘cause I had been starvin’ and she was the only thing a nigga had a taste for.

She was wet as fuck, messy in a way that had my beard soaked and my dick hurtin’ against the bed. I kept my tongue flat at first, lickin’ her slow enough to make her mad, then I pulled back just enough for spit and all that slickness to stretch from my mouth to her pussy in long, sloppy strings. That shit hung there for a second before it broke against my lips, and I went right back in like I ain’t have no damn sense, flickin’ the tip of my tongue over her clit until she started whinin’ like she ain’t know if she wanted to run or push my face deeper.

“Renza, please…”

I lifted my head just enough to look at her. “Please what, baby?”

She looked down at me with tears sittin’ in her eyes and her chest risin’ hard. “Make me cum.”

I kissed the inside of her thigh before I slid my tongue back down, pushin’ her legs wider so I could get to everything that belonged to me. I licked lower, spreadin’ her open with my fingers, and when I dragged my tongue between her pussy and then to her ass, she made a sound that went straight to my dick.

I took my time there too, slurpin’ at all that slickness like I ain’t care how nasty it got. She was drippin’ down my mouth, and the more she moaned, the more I wanted to make a mess out of her.

“Fuck,” she whimpered, liftin’ her hips when my tongue pressed against her tighter. “Baby…”

I kissed against her before I went back up to her clit and sucked it hard enough to make her snatch in the sheets. Her nails scraped my scalp, and I grunted ‘cause I liked that shit. I liked knowin’ she was somewhere between lovin’ me and tryna survive me.

I slid my thumb down and rubbed slow circles against her, then eased it inside all this ass while my mouth stayed on her clit. Her body locked up so fast I had to press my forearm across her stomach to keep her down.

“Oh my God,” she moaned, pushin’ her ass down against my thumb. “Renza, don’t stop.”

I wasn’t finna stop… Not with her soundin’ like this and not with her thighs tremblin’ on both sides of my head and her pussy beatin’ against my mouth like it had a heartbeat.

I sucked her clit, fucked my thumb into her ass slow, and let her grind on my face until she stopped givin’ a fuck about bein’ cute. Her hair was all over the pillow, her lashes was wet, and her mouth stayed open like she was tryna pull air into her body but I kept takin’ it from her.

“I’m finna cum,” she cried, and her voice broke when I pushed my thumb deep in her. “Fuck, baby I’m finna cum.”

“Then cum,” I said against her, not lettin’ up.

She tried to grab my shoulders, then my head, then the sheets. She ain’t know what the fuck to hold on to, and that made me eat her harder.