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“Tazeem,” she turned her head to stop him because this wasn’t how she wanted to do it.
Immediately, he grabbed the back of her head and forced her to look away from him. This was his show, and they were doing it his way.
He grabbed the sides of her panties and tore the fabric from her body. Firm hands grabbed her thighs, separating them so that one leg was on the carpeted floor while the other remained on the couch. Once she was open for him, his finger crawled up her inner thighs to brush against her core, light at first then firmly.
“Aah… aah… aah…” She buried her whimpers in the fabric of the couch as he rubbed her pearl. She was so wet for him that she was shocked that she didn’t drown his fingers.
Her whimpers turned into crieS when he pressed one, then two fingers into her.
“Oh… Taz… ah…” She threw her ass back to meet the questing fingers that were playing a harp of desire in her womb. Even though he already had two digits in there, she needed something more… something fatter, something longer.
As if he could hear her silent plea, his naked body came completely over hers. The fingers were replaced by something round, thick, and swollen.
The slow push was as excruciating as it was delicious. Their hushed groans echoed loudly in the room as his rod slowly sunk into her. It’d been so long since she’d had sex that her body resisted the intruder. Her walls strangled the long, steely length, protesting but still absorbing, whining but still swallowing, until finally, his groin met her ass.
“Oooh!” Their twin cries of pleasure echoed in the room.
Had he always been this big?Jesus Christ!
He lay over her for some time, waiting for her to adjust to him. Once he was sure that he had complete possession over her, he lifted his upper body off hers. He pulled his dick out of her until only the tip remained, then he shoved it all back in.
That first stroke almost broke her. It was so hard, long and deep that she could’ve sworn he hit the roof of her womb. The next stroke was worse; it lit fireworks in the back of her eyes and almost knocked the breath out of her lungs. By the time he hit his stride, she felt like a ragdoll being thrown back and forth by a tornado.
Though he didn’t say a word as he fucked her, his strokes said everything he needed to say. They were hard and angry. They were laced with both his pain and his desire. The hands that were on her waist dug into her painfully, showing her just how much he’d hurt her. At one point, it seemed like he was trying to drill right through her.
He was a beast who’d been driven wild by the lethal cocktail that was his hurt and lust.
In a bid to tame that beast, she got on all fours. Her plan was to flip their positions so she had control, but he distracted her by moving his hand to the front of her body. His finger delved between her pussy lips to flick her clit.
“Oh!” She collapsed on her elbows as wave after wave of sensation flooded her body.
He matched the rhythm of his fucking to his flicking. Though his drilling was hard and angry, the fingers playing with her clit were gentle, as if to remind her that even in his anger he would never deliberately hurt her as she’d done him.
The combination of his fingers and his length was too much. The heat inside Chess coiled into tighter and tighter spirals until it tipped her over the clip. In the blink of an eye, she was hurtling into nirvana. Tazeem followed her soon after; his speed escalated into short and fast before he suddenly stiffened, and soon she felt his seed coat her womb.
They stayed on that couch, with him lying over her, for quite some time as they recovered their strength. But once Tazeem caught his breath, he unceremoniously got off her and strode to the spot where his sweatpants were.
“Congratulations!” He grunted as he pulled on his pants.
“Huh?” She sat up on the couch, straightening her skirt back down her thighs as she went.
“You must feel great.” His lips crooked into a smile that didn’t reach his eyes while he tied the drawstrings of his sweatpants. “You finally won.”
She was confused. “Won?”
“That was the plan here, wasn’t it?” He moved closer, bent, picked up her panties, and threw them into her lap. “You came here to make me have sex with you so you could finally get me out of your life.”
“No, this had nothing to do with that.” Chess had even forgotten about that stupid bet. “I just wanted to-”
“Don’t worry, Chess,” he cut her off bitingly. “I’m not interested in getting your forgiveness anymore or in dating. I want nothing to do with you.”
“Tazeem, this... the sex… had nothing to with that bet,” she protested while bunching her panties in her fist. “I just wanted to make you feel better.”
“You wanted to make me feel better?” Raucous laughter followed the sarcastic words. “After everything you’ve done, you thought that this would make me feel better? You’ve got to be kidding me. How lowly do you think of me?”
She opened her mouth but before she could get a word in, he stopped her with a raised hand.
“Never mind. You don’t need to answer. I know how lowly you think of me.” His face was a mask of fury as he continued, “You think that all I care about is getting my dick wet. You must’ve thought that throwing yourself at me would make everything go away… that it would makemego away. I bet you hoped that a little pussy would make me forget my son.”
