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Then he winks before standing to loom over me with all his might. His impossibly wide shoulders block the remaining daylight. He looks like an avenging giant. A warrior of times long gone.
“You on contraception?” he asks, while his long, elegant fingers undo his belt.
I shake my head, mouth dry, eyes riveted to the movement of his hands.
“I haven’t been with anyone in years. There was no need,” I explained.
Malik nods and the satisfied grin that takes over his beautiful features is worth every lonely minute I’ve had to endure.
“I know I have a reputation but, swear on my life, sweetheart, I’ve never been with anyone ungloved. And I just got tested. I’m clean. And all fucking yours.”
By the time he finishes, Malik sits back on the couch next to me and grabs me by the waist. He moves me to straddle his lap, positioning me right above his open fly.
Fuck, I love how big and strong he is. Love that he can so easily maneuver me around. Make me feel dainty, when I’m anything but.
“Pull me out,” he rasps.
I rest my weight on my knees and fumble with his fly with trembling hands. Malik studies me with hooded eyes, sprawled back on the couch, his huge body still mostly clothed.
“Take off your sweater,” I demand in a throaty voice.
He instantly complies, reaching between his massive shoulders and dragging the butter-soft fabric over his head. I watch in fascination, torn between the need to finish liberating the pulsating steel pipe I can feel in his jeans and my desperation to just take a moment and enjoy the glorious view of Malik Ford’s sublime bare chest. Smooth, deep brown skin, marked by the scars left from his professional athletic career. Strong, defined muscles, from his bulging pecs and biceps, to his rock-hard abs. Absolutely magnificent. I want to trace every bulge and sinew with my tongue. Taste him, bite him, feel the softness of his velvety skin over his solid muscles.
Malik pulls me out of my trance with a rumbled, “this is gonna be finished before it starts if you keep staring at me like that, love.”
I swallow on nothing, attempting to soothe my dry throat.
“How am I staring?”
Malik’s crooked smirk sets the butterflies in my stomach into a riot.
“Like you’re fucking starved for me.”
I feel my face heat.So much for not fawning over him.
Malik cups the side of my face in one of his huge hands and straightens to press his delicious lips to mine. Then he barely pulls back, mouth still on mine, and whispers, “I’m fucking famished for you. Can’t wait to feel your tight cunt around my dick.” He peppers my mouth with swift, wet kisses at the same time he speaks. “Can’t fucking wait for the sensation of your pussy sucking me in.” He nips at my jaw, pulling a long, tortured moan from my abused lips. “Pull me out now, baby,” he commands.
I finish undoing his fly with slightly trembling fingers. Pull down his jeans just enough to access his sober, black boxers and mold my palm over the thick erection laying there.
I caress him up and down, mouth connected to his, our tongues already engaged in their own lovemaking. When I pull my head back, panting breathlessly.
“You need to get moving, baby. Or I’m flipping you on this couch to fuck that pretty pussy of yours.” My eyes glaze over, my expression pulling a chuckle from Malik. “Fine, not a very effective threat.”
I find it in me to giggle before returning to the task at hand (literally!). Maneuvering delicately, I pull Malik out of his underwear, and my jaw falls slack. All the stereotypes are true. This man is hung like a horse. A beautiful, long, thick, heavily veined cock springs out of the black cotton. Its head is large, round and perfectly shaped. My mouth is no longer dry. I salivate at the idea of returning Malik’s earlier favor. I want nothing more than to take him in my mouth. Lick him from base to head. Suck on the thick head. Slurp the precum dripping from his slit. Trace the thick veins with the tip of my tongue. Push him as far into my mouth and down my throat as I can. Moan around him, make him feel the vibrations and enhance his pleasure. I lick my lips and promptly leave Malik’s lap, going down on my knees between his widely parted thighs. Malik is sprawled back in the seat. His eyes, incandescent slits. I know he will not indulge me for long, so I lean and take my first taste.Fucking dammit!He tastes sweet and tangy, and fucking amazing. His skin is soft, the muscles under hard as a diamond. I take in the head and raising my gaze to Malik’s I sink in as far as I can go, never breaking eye contact. My throat contracting around his hardness, my mouth dripping with saliva, my eyes stinging with reflex tears, but I keep pushing. Till I’m choking on the base of his big cock.
Malik watches me with fascination, his hips involuntarily pushing small jerks into my mouth. I let him out, long strings of spit connecting my mouth to his delicious cock.
“Fucking nasty girl,” he purrs, eyes ablaze. “So fucking beautiful.”
I moan at the praise.
“Come sit on your cock. It’s all yours. Only yours.”
I whimper, standing on unsure legs, straddling him back, aligning my sopped cunt with his cock coated in my saliva.
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Malik
