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Not after this, anddefinitelynot after he flipped me onto my stomach so that he could eat it from the back, my moans muffled by the pillow I’d buried my face in until Lance pulled my ponytail and demanded, “Nah, let me hear you,Briyana.” And then his mouth was back on me, and Ishit… I let him hear me, singing his praises as he licked my pussy and ass until my stomach began to coil with an orgasm that would’ve put me straight to sleep if it wasn’t for Lance’s dick being inside of me less than a minute later.
Or maybe it was longer than that since he’d managed to both get naked and get a condom on. Either way, I was very much awake and in tune as he took me from behind with slow strokes that only grew more intense once I’d fully adjusted to his size.
“Fuck, Yani,” Lance groaned, his hands digging into my waist as he said, “This shit feelstoofuckin’ good.”
Again, he wasn’t wrong. And his words only became more true once we switched positions so that I was on top, my hands pressed into his chest as I rode his dick while he watched me through low eyelids that only motivated me to go harder since he looked so damn sexy.
Too damn sexy.
So sexy that the shit was rubbing off on me as I grabbed one of my breasts and started tweaking the nipple for extra stimulation. But of course, it wasn’t long before Lance took over, sitting up so that he could nip it with his teeth then giving it a hard suck that had me tossing my head back as Lance growled, “Oh, that’s your shit, huh?”
To confirm, he did it again. And well, I reacted again, my pussy literally throbbing as Lance chuckled and teased, “Yeah, that’s your shit.” Then he lifted us both so that he could lay me flat on my back and sex me face-to-face, demanding that I keep my eyes open as he deepstroked me until I convulsed with another orgasm that Lance fucked me through until he came shortly after.
My entire body was left tingling when he finally pulled out to go clean himself up, my mind racing as I laid there trying to figure out what the hell I was supposed to do next.
Do I stay?
Do I leave?
Does Lancewantme to stay?”
When he returned from the bathroom a few minutes later with a warm, damp towel and a satisfied smirk, I was honestly a little embarrassed once he handed it my way and said, “Let me guess. Your ass is already overthinking this shit, huh?”
“Of course I am,” I admitted, standing up so that I could use the towel to wipe myself clean as Lance sat on the edge of the mattress and said, “Come here, Yani.”
Once I was finished, I tossed the towel onto the nightstand before moving to where Lance had directed me to stand between his legs, his hands gently resting against the back of my thighs when he asked, “Does this feel wrong to you?”
Did it feel different?
Yes.
A little confusing?
Also yes.
But wrong?
“No,” I answered, Lance’s grip on my thighs tightening as he insisted, “So just let it be. At least for tonight.”
“At least for tonight,”was what played back in my head, a reminder that this was supposed to be the moment I was letting myself feel whatever came with me admitting to wanting to do more than just talk. So instead of running from that, I leaned into it, brushing a hand against Lance’s facial hair before telling him, “Let’s get some sleep.”
