Page 30 of A Miami Love Tale 3


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“You mad at me?” I asked, squatting down in front of her, while she laid on her back with her eyes on the ceiling.

“Nope, not at all,” she said, sarcastically.

“Well, let a nigga hit it from the back right quick then,” I said and she burst out laughing.

“Dontae, leave me alone. You ain’t hitting shit from the back” she said after she finished laughing like I told the biggest joke or some shit.

I pulled her up and pushed her back into the couch. I slipped off her tights and her panties and spread her legs a little bit. Still on my knees, I leaned up and brought my lips closer to hers, “Why you always got to smart mouth a nigga? Why you can’t just go with the flow sometimes?” I asked, sliding my hand over her clit and she gasped out loud. I stuck two fingers inside of her and used my thumb to massage her pearl. She moaned against my lips as I worked my fingers in and out of her honey pot.

“For someone that ain’t trying to let a nigga hit it from the back that pussy sure is biting,” I said, fucking with her. She rolled her eyes at me and continued to roll her hips against my fingers. When she threw her head back, that was my cue to go down so that I could taste that sweet nectar all in my mouth.

“Dontaeeeee,” she moaned loudly, pulling onto my ears as I roughly nibbled on her clit. When her body flinched and she tried pushing me away, I knew she had cum but I was a man and I believed that a man was supposed to swallow everything that was on the menu and that’s exactly what I did. I licked her try and then stood up to kiss her lips so that she could taste her juices. Pulling back, I lifted her tank top over her head and stared in amazement at her swollen titties. Shits looked like perfect gala apples to me. I held both of her breasts in my hands and gently sucked on the right nipple. Breesha let out a soft moan and I went and gave the left one some attention as well. I felt Breesha reach her small hands down into my gym shorts and was trying her best to free my dick.

“Get your shit,” I told her, still sucking on her nipples.

She reached down further and was able to pull him out and my shit was literally laying there on the couch. She reached back down and quickly slid my shit inside of her. I swear to God that was some boss bitch shit. She went for what she wanted. She didn’t even wait for me to do the shit for her. With my dick still inside of her. I stood up and placed both arms on the couch on either side of her so that she could really feel that pressure. I was fuckin’ that tight pussy like I was doing pushups. Breesha held onto my arms for support and kept moaning my name.

I watched as she bit hard as hell on her lip because I knew she was trying not to scream out and have me think that she wasn’t woman enough to take this dick. She looked down and watched as my shit kept slamming into her walls and from the look on her face, I knew at any second now she was about to fold under pressure. I added a deeper arch into my stroke and Breesha moaned loudly, trying to sit up some. I saw how watery her eyes were and I was just waiting for that fuckin’ tear to fall. I slammed back into her pussy and two lone tears dropped from her eyes and she went to wipe them but I slapped her thigh.

“Don’t you fuckin’ dare! I been giving your ass this dick for damn near two years now and you still can’t handle my shit?” I asked her and she looked at me with pain contorting her beautiful face. I felt bad so I leaned up and kissed her on her lips. I moved my hips into a circular motion inside of her and she stopped kissing me, so that she could moan.

“Taeee…Taeee…Taeee,” she kept moaning my name, driving a nigga crazy with that sexy ass voice.

I pulled out and slapped her on her thigh, telling her to turn around. Breesha went and turned around and as soon as she had the perfect arch in her back, I slid right in. “If you run from my shit, I’ma go deeper, so don’t insult me like that,” I said to her in her ear. She nodded her head yes and we fucked, made love, and licked and sucked each other for the remainder of the night. When we finished, we were both lying on the floor and Breesha’s head lay resting on my chest.

“So much for you saying I couldn’t hit it from the back,” I said laughing and she punched my chest.

“Fuck you Dontae,” she said and I could hear it in her voice that she was about to knock out.

“You just did that. A good job at it too,” I said. laughing, and I didn’t get a reply because when I looked down, her ass was already knocked out. I shook my head and picked her up and carried her upstairs and put her in the bed. I got on my side of the bed and pulled her back into me. Not even a minute later and my ass was knocked out as well. Talk about some loyal, pregnant pussy!

Chapter 20: Sharice

Even though your winds blow

I want you to know

You cause me no alarm

Cause I'm safe in his arms

Even though your rain falls

I can still make this call;

Let there be peace

Now I can say go away

I command you to move today

Because of faith I have a brand new day

The sun will shine and I will be okay

That's what I told the storm!

I told the storm to pass

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