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Cage
I sit back on the couch with my legs spread wide, a cigarette hanging from my lips as I watch her dance. Her body sways to the music as she moves. The thought of taking her back to the room and fucking her crosses my mind far too many times.
She’s perfect. Everything a man could want. She knows who she belongs to, and even as Twitch runs his hand around her waist and his hand slides over her ass, she knows I will be sinking between those thighs tonight. They might touch and tease each other, but they know where the boundaries are.
I take another drag from my cigarette and blow smoke into the air. I bring my beer to my lips and take a long pull as I watch her grind her ass against Twitch. I see him grabbing her hips in his hands as the dance to the music. Cocking my head to the side, I study the two of them. Twitch is always down for a good time but this one’s off-limits. The only cock slipping inside of her is mine.
“I don’t understand,” Tarek says as he sits beside me on the couch, watching the scene unfold.
“What do you mean?”
“She’s yours, and you’re lettin’ the guys be all over her,” he says. “That shit couldn’t be me and my old lady. I’d cut a motherfuckers cock off and shove it down his throat.” I chuckle under my breath.
“I know she’s mine. They know she’s mine. And more importantly, she knows she’s mine.”
“And that means what?” he laughs again.
“That means look at her, touch her, but if you try and fuck her, I will kill you.”
“That makes no sense, Cage.”
“Maybe not to you,” I tell him as I watch Twitch tighten his hold on her. Yenni backs her ass up against him, no doubt feeling his hard-on. Too bad he’ll have to find one of the club whores to handle that issue for him. Nevertheless, I watch them dance and flirt with each other. She spins around, running her hands down the front of his chest and straight over his cock. He jerks his hips, and I smirk at her. She knows what she’s doing, the little vixen. She likes knowing she drives me insane by doing it too.
“I’m just confused, brother,” Tarek adds once more.
“About?”
“You don’t think that’s cheatin’?”
“Is she fuckin’ him?” I ask.
“No.”
“Then how is that cheatin’? She’s dancin’ and havin’ a good time. That’s all she’s doin’. She knows if she crosses the line, I will snap her fuckin’ neck just like his,” I inform him. Tarek shifts in his seat while we keep watching Yenni dance. She’s perfect. Fucking exotic. She never knew her father, so she has no clue about his side of the family, but her mother was Columbian, and she’s got the perfect tanned skin and unique name.
“I think you’re insane,” Tarek tells me.
“Might be.” I stand from the couch, snuffing out the cigarette in the ashtray on the table before stalking toward her. Twitch sees me coming and takes that as his cue to back away. I step in right behind her and slip my hand around her waist while bringing my bottle to my lips with the other hand. She shimmy’s and shifts herself against me, grinding on my cock.
“You havin’ fun?” I ask gruffly.
“So much fun,” she replies, reaching back to wrap her arm around the back of my neck. I keep my hand on her stomach, keeping her body against mine as I move my hips along with her.
“I’m gonna fuck you so hard,” I warn her. She moans and presses back against my already hard cock.
“I’m gonna enjoy it,” she says.
We keep dancing as I finish my beer, and before I know it, we’re heading down the hallway to my room. I open the door and shove her roughly inside, watching her stumble before she spins around, lust dancing in her eyes. Then I move in on her.
I stalk her like she’s my prey, and maybe she is. I want to eat every fucking inch of her. When I get close enough, I reach for the little lace tank top she has on and pull it over her head, tossing it to the side. I groan, knowing every man there got to look at her tits through the lace fabric she had on.
Then I reach for her little leather skirt that left little to the imagination and slowly unzip the back. Yenni is pressing her tits to my chest, licking my neck as I slide the zipper down. When I shove it to the floor, she steps out of it and moves back in on me. Her lips are all over my chest, licking and sucking until she gets to my nipple piercings. Her teeth clamp down, and she tugs, earning a groan from me.
I let Yenni have her fun, touching and teasing me before she moves to my jeans, shoving them down my legs along with my boxers. I kick off my boots and step out of the jeans before she drops to her knees. Yenni pulls my cock into her mouth, sucking as if her life depended on it. Each barbell lining my cock, receives equal attention from her until my hand finds its way into her hair.
“You gonna gag on me, darlin’?” I ask her. She looks up at me under her lashes, and fuck, I can’t think straight. This woman is my undoing. She’s the other half of me I didn’t know I needed. She nods, and I thrust into her mouth all the way to the back of her throat until she gags. Spit falls from her lips as I hold myself there. I see her face turning red, and only then do I pull back so she can get some air into her lungs. Then I do it all over again until my cock is pulsing, but there’s no way I’m wasting my cum down the back of her throat. No, I want it between her pretty thighs. I want it inside of her.
