Page 21 of Crown: Phase 4

“Try telling my body that, Ree.”

She stared into his eyes, ready to do whatever with him. “You have to put something down. I’ma make a mess.”

Danger nodded; she didn’t have to tell him twice. Honestly, he welcomed the chaos. She could make all the mess she wanted. He’d wash or even buy new sheets if it came to that. As a matter of fact, he had a stash in the closet. Kerri always kept him stocked. But in that moment, his only focus was making her feel comfortable. Without wasting a second, he reached over and grabbed the black t-shirt he had tossed aside after returning with their food. He gently helped her lift her body and slid it beneath her.

As soon as her ass settled onto it, he slowly slid off her panties. His eyes locked onto hers, not giving a fuck about anything else but bonding with her…feeling the inside of her.

Caresha felt a twinge of self-consciousness, especially when Danger broke eye contact to glance down, scrutinizing her flow. But that embarrassment quickly melted away when he tossed the panties in the small trash can near his nightstand and positioned himself over her. He kissed her face gently while rubbing the head of his dick against her slick opening as if he didn’t give a fuck about what he’d just witnessed. He held her protectively…like he loved her deeply and was willing to accept all that came with her.

Both swallowed hard, the reality of needing protection settling in. Yet neither wanted him to move. Danger had plenty of rubbers in his nightstand and wallet, but for some reason, he didn’t give a damn about grabbing one. Eventually, he tossed caution aside, inserting just the head of his dick inside her and stroking. He promised himself he’d just pull out.

“Oh, shit, ma.”

The sensation was overwhelming, and he wasn’t even fully in yet. The raw intimacy made his heart flutter. Fuck what she was talking about earlier. It felt like he had been waiting years for this moment, and all his dedication had finally paid off.

“Ooh. Put it all the way in, baby.” Caresha begged, unable to endure the teasing any longer. All her good sense had vanished, her legs trembling like leaves on a tree caught in a storm.

Slowly, Danger pushed, battling against the tightness of her walls. Caresha's pleas quickly morphed into whimpers, a hint of regret creeping in for urging him on. It had been far too long. She felt like a virgin all over again as he broke through her.

She cried, but her pussy cried more for him. Her slickness aided him, allowing Danger to sink further inside. Balls deep, he rested his forehead against hers, eyelids drifting shut. They both breathed heavily, adjusting to one another.

Caresha felt good. Too fucking good. Her warmth was kryptonite to Danger. He had talked all the shit in the world about getting inside her and tearing her out of the frame. But her pussy wouldn’t even let him handle her that way. Having not been touched in so long, Caresha had a death grip on his dick, forcing him to take his time… to make love, because if he went too fast, he’d fuck around and drown in her ocean.

“Ahhhhhhhh,” Caresha moaned, feeling his thickness stretching her wide with every thrust. “Oooooh, baby.” A tear slipped down her face; his intrusion was both pain and pleasure.

“This the best pussy I ever felt in my mu’fuckin’ life.”

“Hassannn…”

Danger placed a hand over her mouth, forcing her to hush before he came too quickly. They stared into each other’s eyes, fire burning through their veins. Below them was a puddle of mess already, but all they could focus on was one another… their first time together. Danger had nothing to compare this feeling to. Their bodies connecting blew his mind… had him weak. And if that wasn’t enough, Caresha began to speak, adding fuel to his burning fire.

“All I wanna do is heal you. Make you feel as good as you making me feel.”

“Told you, you are healing me.”

“I promise this pussy belongs to you. Promise me you ain’t seeing no one else, and the dick is mine, Dee.”

Vulnerable was an understatement for how Caresha felt. Danger had her wide open. He managed to peel back layer after layer until she was exposed and hooked on him.

“I promise you. Every part of me belongs to you, Ree.”

More than satisfied, Caresha gripped his locs and rotated her hips in a circle. She matched him thrust for thrust until Danger pinned her legs back, stopping her movements and fucking her even deeper. He showed her who wore the pants in this shit. He showed her who was truly in control, regardless of that mouth of hers. He was all in her. All over her. His locs hung heavily in her face…his dick buried in her stomach…making it hard for her to breathe.

“I can’t believe we doing this.” Caresha expressed, breathless. “Like this…”

“Believe it. Now that you let me in, ain’t no going back. I get this pussy whenever, wherever… however.”

Caresha sucked in the little air she could manage as pressure consumed her chest. Her body began to tremble, the sounds of her gushy pussy filling Danger’s bedroom. She was drenching him… soaking his shirt with everything her body had to offer, and he loved every moment of it.

“Oooh, babyyy.”

“How that tummy feelin’?” Danger nibbled on her chin, expertly stroking her spot while still holding her ankles.

“Good. So good… now that you in it.”

“Told you.” He quickened his pace, driving into her as she clawed at his back.

“I…I’m cuminnnnn’ all over you.” Caresha sang, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy.