Page 20 of Crown: Phase 4

“Fuckkkkkkkkk,” Danger groaned, enjoying every minute.

She was a fast learner; the introduction of her state-of-the-art blowjob was crazy good. With intensity sparking in his eyes, Danger pulled himself from her mouth just as he felt the edge approaching. In one swift motion, he flipped her onto her back, settling between her thick thighs.

Caresha instinctively wrapped her chocolate legs around his waist, her arms finding their place around his neck. Danger latched onto her lips, and they shared a passionate, nasty kiss. When it broke, he planted a trail of kisses down her neck before tearing open the button-up pajama shirt she wore.

“You broke the buttons.” Caresha noticed.

“I’ll buy you another one, Ree. Plenty more. Take you shopping. You can get whatever you want from me.”

Danger was on a mission, pressing her small breasts together with a firm intensity. His mouth latched onto her left nipple, sucking softly before releasing, and allowing the tip of his tongue to trace delicate circles around it. He then shifted his attention to her right breast, continuing his exploration with the same fervor.

Caresha folded, moaning as the heat from their bodies enveloped her. Lost in a daze, her hands roamed over his arms and back while he savored her skin. When Danger finally pulled away for air, she curved her neck and sucked on his, passionately.

“Shit,” he cursed as his dick throbbed against her.

Caresha’s hand had a mind of its own, reaching down between them to grasp him. She released his neck, her gaze locked onto his as her hand began to stroke him. When Danger’s lips parted in satisfaction, she took the opportunity to slip her tongue into his mouth. Caresha wasn’t even a kisser. She hated it. Yet, Danger had her slobbing him down every chance she got, and she found herself enjoying it more than she ever thought possible.

“I ain’t never wanted no man as bad as I want you.” She whispered sincerely.

“Then let me have you, baby. Right now.” Danger replied, tugging at the sides of her panties, revealing the true reason he’d flipped her over. “Why we gotta wait ’til after?”

Caresha snickered, a hint of awkwardness coloring her response. “’Cause that’s the normal thing to do.”

“I ain’t a normal nigga, Ree.”

“You ain’t.” She had to agree; his ass was diabolical.

“Blood don’t scare me, ma.”

“You’re serious?”

“Hell yeah.”

“You did this before?”

“Hell nah,” Danger replied, turning up his nose as if the thought of doing this with another bitch disgusted him.

“But you wanna do it with me?”

“Fuck yes,” he made clear, his lips grazing her ear. “You and only you, Ree. You did this before?”

“Of course not. You should know better.” She shot back, her eyes narrowing with seriousness.

“Then let’s do this shit with each other… for the first time.”

“Okay, but my cramps are starting back up. This might make it worse, baby.”

“Nah, let me in. I’ll make you feel better. I promise.”

Danger’s voice was low and reassuring, filled with a confidence that made Caresha trust him about it.

“Okay.” She replied, but her hand lingered on him. She couldn’t seem to let go of that dick. She quickened her pace, using the slickness of her saliva to glide her fingers along him.

Danger bit down on his bottom lip, fighting against the tide of pleasure swelling within him; he refused to let himself cum like this, no matter how good her touch felt.

“Fuck, I’ma make love to you.”

“But you don’t love me.” Caresha countered softly, even as her heart sang at the revelation.