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"Can I come in?"
"Yes." She opened the door to allow me inside.
"I know it's late. I wanted to see you before I went home, though."
"Your sister gave me food for you." She said over her shoulder as she walked to the kitchen.
"Good. I'm starving." Her ass jiggled as she walked, taunting me as she moved. I didn't come here for that, but her body was talking to me.
"Sit down at the island and I'll fix your plate." She turned to the refrigerator, and I watched her make my food.
It was the care she took in getting it right for me. Then she warmed it in the oven the way I preferred. When she bent over, I got a good look at her ass and thighs. I could also see the print of her pussy through those little ass shorts. Drawn to her, I moved behind her so she stood up against me. I walked her to the stool that I’d been sitting on.
“Do that again for me?” I stepped back while unbuttoning my shirt.
“Do… what?” Her eyes watched my fingers as they moved down while they worked.
“That thing you did with the oven.” I took off my shirt and hung it over the kitchen chair that was at the table.
Simone licked her lips nervously. “Why?”
“I hate explaining myself when I want something, Firefly. Bend over the stool.” I took off my wife beater and shoes.
“You look like you’re preparing for a battle, though. How am I supposed to trust that it’s safe to do that?” Her eyes ate up the view of me, though. She was down for whatever needed to happen, regardless of how she wanted to fight me to the finish line.
“It’s not, but it’s too late to change the outcome.” I took her hand and twirled her until she faced away from me. My hands slowly caressed her body before I reached around her and untied her bathrobe while I nibbled the back of her neck. “You’re going to pay for not doing what I asked.” I pressed on her back until she was bent over the stool. She looked over her shoulder to watch me admire the view. “Stay, baby.”
I squatted behind her where I kissed the back of her thighs. My teeth scathed skin up to the roundness of her ass. I lifted her boy shorts and traced the outside of her pussy. She hissed, but I focused on what her body was saying. Her ripe ass beaconed me to it. I swirled my tongue around each cheek before I spanked them both.
“Beni…” It sounded more like a warning.
“What’s going to happen if I continue?” I asked her, but spanked each side again, curving my hand against the softer part. Her ass was a beautiful thing.
She exhaled, and her tongue darted out to wet her lips. She rocked in place but didn’t say a word. Her eyes lit up in delight and I knew we were on to something. I took off her boy shorts, letting them hit the floor. I raised her robe so that it rested on her back, not that it covered much of anything. Squatting behind her again, I spread her legs and watched her pussy glisten.
Her ass cracked back loud when the palm of my hand hit it. I focused on the left side, turning it red. Her skin, light as leaves when they fall from the autumn trees, became crimson. Then the right. Like a good girl, she dripped for me. Her hips sought friction that she wouldn’t find on that stool.
She inhaled and exhaled as if it were a chore. Firefly was needy.
“Beni, baby…” she purred for me.
“Yes?” I stood and went to the stove to pull my food from it. I took the fork she had on the counter and sat down at the table, watching her as I ate.
“Really?” She stood up.
I chuckled. “I don’t recall saying that you could get up. Bend… over…”
Hesitantly, Simone got back into position and I watched her pussy while I ate. When I satisfied that need, I left my plate where it was. I went to her refrigerator to get myself a bottle of water. I rinsed my mouth well before I got back into position.
“You enjoyed me watching you.” I didn’t wait for her response. Instead, I buried my face in her wetness. My tongue went inside her while I caressed her ass.
“Hey… hey… mmm…” Simone tried to get my attention. For what, I’m not sure.
Her sweetness dripped down my chin, and I wiped it with my fingers. Sticky from her nectar, I parted her ass and teased the opening.
“Beni… Fuck, wait!” She gasped when I pressed against the tight ring.
I didn’t ask permission. Waiting wasn’t a game I liked to play. No sense in playing it now.
