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“Are you okay?” I asked, walking quicker to keep up with his long, slow strides.
“I’m great, actually.”
I chuckled as we walked down the stairs. “Okay,” I said, deciding to trust his lead and see where he took me.
Instead of going where the men were, Hosea took me toward the back where the private rooms were. Tyreek refused to say he had a strip club, and I could respect that. It was a social club that offered different things on different nights. While some nights were for sports and games, others were for networking and mingling.
It was a space for men only, unless they requested entertainment in one of these private rooms. He contracted private dancers for Wednesdays and Sundays, which just so happened to be the liveliest nights from the looks of his club’s social media feeds. I could respect his hustle, though—Tyreek appealed to a classic gentleman who liked to turn up from time to time, whereas Hosea’s club was for the buck wild 24/7.
Hosea flicked the light on, and the room was illuminated in blue. There was a leather lounge sofa with a stripper pole directly in front of it. Behind the sofa was a small bar area with several smaller bottles of liquor on it and a see-through mini fridge with fruit and snacks. Underneath, he had cigars and cigarillos that I assumed were already filled with weed. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of the small bowl of condoms.
Tyreek had literally thought of everything.
“Did you mean that?” Hosea asked, pulling my attention to him.
“My text? Yes.”
“Say it to my face.”
Happy to oblige, I took his hands into mine and gave him a quick, tender kiss.
“You increase my happiness. You make my soul smile. In a world of loneliness, you make me feel like I’m home.”
Cupping my cheeks, Hosea stared into my eyes for a few seconds before covering his lips with mine. We fumbled our way onto the couch, hunching like kids who had no business being alone. But this hunching led to my clit being rubbed just right. So right, I came just like that. I was about to be embarrassed until I felt his dick throbbing underneath me. His veins were popping out of his neck as he grunted and tried to contain himself. The fact we’d cum together, apart, only turned me on more.
As I undressed him, he undressed me. Before I could sit on his thick, long dick, Hosea wrapped his arms under my legs and around my arms, lifting me until my pussy was directly in his face.
“Oh my fucking God,” I muttered, gripping the small patch of hair on top of his head.
He moaned into my pussy, rocking me so he was able to go from my clit to my ass hole. The rhythm of his steady pace had my back arching as I whimpered and tried not to cum. When he latched onto my clit and looked up at me, I knew I’d be cumming soon. I took in deep breaths to hold out, but he licked the tip of my clit while he sucked, and that was my undoing.
Carefully, Hosea lowered me as I came, sliding me down onto his dick as ripples of pleasure continued to shoot through me. I cried out as he stretched me. Our connection only intensified my orgasm. He gently bounced me up and down his dick until the ripples stopped. When they did, he paused his movements and gave me time to compose myself.
“Take control when you’re ready,” he granted, pushing my hair out of my face.
I did, riding him slow and steady to start out. He lowered himself on the couch, muttering a soft, “Fuck, Tink,” as he looked at our connection—and it was the sexiest shit I’d ever seen in my life.
The more used to his size I became, the harder I bounced on his hard dick. My pace picked up slightly as he complimented how good I was riding his shit. His hands were in my hair, pulling me down for a kiss.
Hosea’s hands were all over me, causing my body to heat and tingle in its entirety. I chuckled and shook my head in disbelief of how my body reacted to him.
“I’m about to cum again,” I warned him.
He gripped my hips, keeping me steady as my body shook.
“Look at you cumming on my dick like it’s yours,” he taunted. “Is this your dick, Cartier? Who told you to cum on my shit like this?”
“It’s mine,” I moaned, squeezing his shoulders as my movements became steady. “This dick belongs to me.”
“Mm,” he moaned before hissing and smacking my ass. “Take it then,” he commanded, dropping me down on his dick until his warm seeds entered me.
When Hosea’s dick stopped throbbing inside of me, he switched our positions and placed me on my back. Each medium-paced stroke was long and hard. So long and hard, I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t speak. Couldn’t keep my eyes open. Couldn’t do fucking anything but lie there and take every inch of his dick.
“That’s my good girl.” He chuckled. “Look at those legs shake. You’re cumming again, huh?” His thumb circled my clit, and not long after, I felt him cum inside of me again. This time, his body jerked, and he gripped me tightly as his movements paused. I thought he didn’t have anything left until he pulled out and told me to get on my knees. As soon as I did, both his and my cum spilled out of me. I knew I was going to be fucking exhausted after this. I’d never cum so much at once until I started experiencing him.
Hosea put my left leg on the floor while the other remained bent on the couch. Once he had my back arched the way he wanted it, he slipped into me from behind. Spreading my ass cheeks with one hand, Hosea spat into my ass hole and massaged it with the other. When he was confident I was ready, he pressed his middle finger inside. But he didn’t just let it sit idle. Hosea slowly stroked my ass with his finger just as he did my pussy with his dick.
My body weakened immediately as I whimpered. Toes curling, I squeezed the back of the couch as he delivered powerful stroke after powerful stroke. A feeling came over me I’d never felt before. It literally felt like my spirit was about to leave my body. I was about to use my safe word because it was so euphoric and unfamiliar, but then I felt that warmth and knew what was going on.
