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I walked off and headed upstairs to take my shower.

Chapter 16: Rashard

Damn right I had every intention on bringing Imani’s fine ass home with me tonight. She had been ducking a nigga for weeks, ignoring my calls and my texts. So earlier today, I drove by Breesha’s boutique and damn near had to beg her to tell me where Imani was at. When she told me that she was at school and that she didn’t get out until 9:15, I thought that was perfect. I had Breesha tell me all of Imani’s sizes. I’m talking panties, bras, shirts, pants, shoes, everything. I went to the mall and bought Imani all type of shit. I was sick of playing games with her ass, talking about we could just be friends. After I finish with her little ass tonight, I bet she’ll be singing a whole different song.

I finished my food and headed upstairs to take a shower as well. When I finished, I threw on a pair of my Polo pajama pants and a white wife beater. I slipped on my polo house shoes and headed downstairs. I went in the den to play the game, waiting for Mani to hurry her ass out the shower.

Thirty minutes into the game, Imani came down and joined me on the couch. She was so fuckin fine. She had on the short pajama gown that I bought her from Pink, and the high Pink socks that I had brought her as well. Her hair was pulled to the top of her head in a messy bun. She looked so simple, but yet so beautiful; and she smelled so good, like warm vanilla.

“I thought I was going to have to drag you out of there,” I said to her when she sat down on the couch.

“I been on my feet all day, I needed that,” she said.

I paused the game and sat the controller down on the table. Getting off the couch, I sat in front of Imani and took her socks off that she had on her feet, one by one.

“Rashard, what are you doing?” she asked me, fear written on her face.

“Chill, I’m just gon’ massage your feet,” I told her.

Her feet were so small and cute. She had what I like to call suckable toes. Her toenails where painted white, looking like pure cocaine. I took her right foot in my hand and gently massaged it. She let out a soft moan and threw her head back as she let my hands do the magic. Not wanting to leave her left foot out, I gently placed her right foot back down and focused my attention on the left one.

Imani had her eyes closed and from the constant moans she was letting out, I knew she was enjoying it. After I did this for another twenty minutes, I leaned up and placed my face in front of hers.

“Give me a kiss,” I ordered.

She sat up and kissed me so soft. I slid my tongue in her mouth, and she gently sucked on it. That shit was turning a nigga on. I reached my hand down and placed it inside of her panties. Her pussy was bald and soaking wet. I felt her tense up when she felt my hand moving around inside her. I could look into her face and tell that she was scared shitless. Imani had already told me that she was a virgin, so she had every right to be scared, but I promised that I wasn’t going to hurt her, I just needed her little stubborn ass to trust a nigga. Never in my life have I ever went shopping for another woman, unless it was my mother. I never even brought a female over to my damn house before. That alone should let her ass know that I was feeling the fuck out of her.

“Relax Mani, I got you,” I told her, because her body was literally trembling up under me. I started kissing her on her neck, sucking gently, leaving hickies in the process.

“Mmmm Rashard...stoppp” she moaned, trying to scoot back on the couch.

“Don’t it feel good baby?” I asked her, still massaging her clit.

“Yesss...but I’m scared,” she cried, and a long tear escaped from her eye.

“Baby I’m not gon’ hurt you. I want you to be my woman. I’m sick of chasing your ass. Don’t worry baby, Ima be good to you, I promise.”

I wasn’t just saying that shit because I wanted some pussy, I was saying that shit because it was the fuckin truth. Imani’s ass didn’t chase after me like these other hoes out here, so that alone made me want her even more. Normally I was the one playing hard to get, but her ass had flipped the script on me; had me blowing her phone up, leaving voicemails and shit like I was her bitch.

She had tears falling from her eyes, and I used my other hand to wipe them away. I sat her up and pulled the nightgown over her head. She didn’t have on a bra and out sprung the prettiest, perkiest breasts that I had ever seen in my life. I slid her panties off and sat them on the floor. Her body was so fuckin perfect. Not a stretch mark or sign of cellulite in sight. She knew her body was the shit too, which is why she didn’t try to cover herself up or anything once I had removed all of her clothes.

I brought my mouth closer to her exposed breast and feasted on her pretty, brown nipple, and she tasted so sweet. A soft moan escaped Imani’s mouth when I began to suck and nibble on her titties, applying a great amount of pressure to it. She began rubbing my head gently, enjoying the chills that I was sending up her spine.

“Mmmm,” Imani moaned when she felt my hand travel back down towards her pussy. I slowly slipped one finger inside of her and she was so tight. When she got used to one finger, I stuck another one in and I heard her gasp. Slowly, she started adjusting herself to my fingers and started rolling her hips to match the motion of my hand.

“It feel good baby?” I asked, sucking on her neck.

“Yessss baby, please don’t stop,” she moaned.

I removed my hands and replaced it with my mouth. I swam my tongue over and over on her clit, and it was driving her insane. I was slowly lapping up her juices from her inner thigh back up to her pussy, not wanting a drop to seep out. My tongue was constantly vibrating against her clit, and when I felt her let out a loud gasp, I knew she was about to start cumming.

“Shit I’m cuummminnn!” she screamed.

I lapped up all of her juices and kissed her on her lips. I removed my shirt and threw it on the floor. Imani was lying there limp as a rag doll.

“Don’t tap out now, lil mama. I’m ‘bout to put this dick in your life,” I said, pulling my pajamas and boxers down and exposing my dick.

Imani took one look at my dick and her face was priceless. I didn’t plan on her taking all this dick at once, so I was going to take my time. Being the big girl that I knew she could be, she laid back on the couch and opened her legs wide for me.

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