Page 25 of A Miami Love Tale


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He looked so sexy in his yellow Polo shirt with his denim blue True Religion jeans hanging of his ass. He had a pair of brown Sperry’s on his feet and from the looks of things, I could tell that he had just left the barbershop. It did something to me every time I would see him after getting a fresh cut. He closed the door behind him, lifted me up, and carried me to my desk. I wrapped my arms around his neck and hungrily kissed him. We had just fucked all last night, you would think that he would have enough of me by now.

“You not tired of my pussy yet?” I smirked.

“Never,” he said as he sat me on top of my desk.

I was so fuckin hungry, but I was horny too. I decided to fuck now and eat later. Dontae lifted my white silk shirt over my head and unsnapped my bra.

“Why you come over here fuckin with me?” I moaned as he gently sucked on my breast.

“Cuz I know you wanted me to,” he said, pulling up my black high waist skirt that I was wearing.

I smirked and he kissed my lips softly, licking and teasing them until I pulled away. He unzipped his pants and pulled out my newfound best friend. I sat up and wrapped my arms around his waist. I gently bit his lip, and that’s when he began to move the head of his dick over my spot.

“Shit,” I moaned, throwing my head back and enjoying the feeling.

I felt like he was purposely teasing me by not putting the whole thing in, so I bit down hard on his bottom lip. Getting the point, he shoved all of himself inside of me.

“Mmmm Taeee,” I moaned into his mouth as I kissed him.

I was trying to control my moans, but the way he was handling me on my desk, it was damn near impossible. From the look on my face, I guess he could tell I was slightly uncomfortable. Normally when we had sex, I was always loud, but since we were at my job, I had no choice but to try and force myself to be quiet.

“Let that shit out, don’t hold it back,” he said, sucking on my neck.

He continued to bang in and out of my pussy without showing me any mercy. All I could do was let out soft moans and hope that nobody out front could hear me. My juices were pouring all over the table, and I felt like I would cum any minute.

He pulled out of me, and I gave him a look as if to say, nigga what the fuck?

“Shit I was about to cum! Why you did that?” I whined.

He didn’t say anything, he just bent down and made love to my pussy with his tongue. That shit was too good and at that point, I had forgot that I was at work. By now, I’m sure that everybody up front knew my man’s first, middle, and last name.

“Fuckkk I’m cuminnnggg,” I moaned, placing my hands on the edge of the table and rolling my hips against his tongue.

He lapped up all of my juices and stood me up and turned me around. I bent my head down on the desk as I tried my best to handle them long, deep strokes that he was serving me. I wanted so bad to tap out, but I knew that later he would be talking shit saying that I couldn’t handl

e the dick. I moved up a little, trying to get him to take some out.

“Fuck is you going? You wanted this dick, now take it!” he barked in my ear.

I reached back and tried to put my hands on his abs, but he quickly slapped them away.

“Shittt Taeee, it’s tooo deeepp baby,” I cried.

My cries fell on deaf ears as he continued to handle my body roughly.

“I’m cumingggg baby. Fucckkk cum with meee,” I moaned.

“Shit,” I heard him say.

He pulled out and busted on my back. We didn’t use protection, and I wasn’t on any type of pills, so I was glad that he pulled out because lately, we had been slipping big time. I stood crouched over, trying to catch my fuckin breath. Dontae pulled me up by my waist and rested his hand on the front of my stomach and whispered in my ear.

“I told you when we first met that this dick will fuck up your life.”

I flipped him off and continued trying to get myself together.

He slapped my ass and said, “I just finished doing that, lil mama.”

I stood up and he came back out from inside of the restroom inside of my office, and wiped me off.

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