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With her free hand, she thumbs her nipples and arches her back.
I hiss in a breath and grip the wineglasses, feeling a heavy nut swelling in my balls. Sighing with my own need, I push off the doorframe, sauntering across the bathroom until I am standing next to the tub staring down at her.
“You thinkin’ about this dick, baby?”
She gasps, cracking open her eyes and looking up at me. She blinks. “How long have you been standing there?”
I grin. “Long enough to know how much I love you. And need you. You’re sexy as fuck, baby. Even when you’re mad at me.”
“I’m not mad at you,” she says softly. “I was somewhat irked by your nonchalance, though. But I’m over it now.” I hand her a glass of wine. “Thank you.”
I lean down and kiss her on the head. “I apologize, baby. You know everything you share with me is important to me. And if someone fucks with you, then they’re fuckin’ with me.”
“I know.” She takes a sip of her drink. “Mmm. This is delicious.”
“Yeah, it is,” I say, staring at her rigid nipples.
She catches my gaze and shakes her head. “The wine, silly.”
“Yeah, that too.” I sit on the edge of the tub. “I love you. You know that, right?”
“Of course I do,” she says softly. “I love you, too.”
I reach out to touch her wet cheek, stroking the curve, then down her jaw with the back of my fingers. “Don’t let that broad get to you, aiight. She’s a nonfactor in our lives.”
She nods. “I know.” She takes another sip of her wine, then sets it up on the ledge of the tub. “The nerve of her.”
“Yeah,” I say, dropping my hand down, delving into the water. “The nerve.” I gulp back my wine and set my empty glass on the floor, caressing her nipple until she lets out a moan. “Silly-ass broads. Can’t stick to the fuckin’ script.”
“I…I was so…so damn taken by surprise at her audaciousness that….I let it get to me.” I thumb her nipple. “Oooh.”
“Fuck her, baby.”
I slide my hand down over her belly, then dip down between her thighs.
Marika sucks in her breath. “Yessss. F-f-fuck. Her.”
Daley’s—this cat from UK—joint with Marsha Ambrosius, “Alone Together,” is playing now. I can’t even front. The muhfucka’s voice is mad sexy.
I tweak Marika’s clit between two of my fingers, causing her to gasp.
“You like that?”
“Yes,” she says softly, licking her lips. “You drive me crazy, MarSell.”
“I’m all yours.” I stroke my thumb over her nipple again.
“Uhh. I know, baby.” I pinch her clit again. She gasps again. “Oooh, yess…”
My fingers skim between her lips. “Whose pussy is this?”
“Y-yours,” she says huskily. Her lashes flutter.
I can feel the heat pulsing over her erect clit as I circle my fingers back over it, kneading and stroking. I lean over into the tub and flick my tongue over her nipple, wetness and warmth and steam coating my tongue.
“Uh. Oh, MarSell. Yes, baby…”
My fingers dive into her cunt, causing water to swirl and ripple around her.
