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He looked away from me and a deep frown appeared on his face. “That’s not your business.”
“Neither is why I drank an entire bottle of wine.”
He remained quiet as I poured him a glass of Hennessey. I put the bottle back in the cabinet as I asked, “You want Coke with it?”
“Naw. I’ll take it straight.”
I turned and handed it to him as he allowed his eyes to rake over my body. I’d worn shorts and a tank top with a silk robe. There was no point in getting all dressed up when I planned to take it all off in a matter of minutes. One thing I was never ashamed of was flaunting all this body God blessed me with. The ones who were meant to like it and admire it, would. Everyone else could shut the hell up. I knew I was a BBW baddie, and there wasn’t a thing a bitch could tell me about my size twenty-four frame.
Jakari gulped the alcohol then walked past me and went over to my couch and sat. I followed suit and grabbed the remote to start my music. When “Soon As You Get Home” by Rose Gold came through the speakers, I closed my eyes. That was my shit. I could listen to that song all day every day. That was how much I loved it.
While my eyes were closed, I could still feel Jakari’s presence. I felt it get closer to me. Within seconds, I felt his fingertips gliding down my arm. I opened my eyes just in time to watch his fingertips graze over my hard nipple through my tank. I licked my lips as my body heated beyond what I’d ever known. I needed his touch right now. I needed him to make mefeelneeded. For some reason, I felt like he needed the same.
I sat up slightly and allowed the robe to fall from my shoulders. Jakari stared at me for a moment then sat up and pulled his shirt over his head. His slightly defined, tatted chest called out to me. I ran my hand over it, stroking the silky layer of hair on his chest. His hand slid up my arm to my face, and he pulled me to him. I thought he would kiss me, but he leaned in and went to my neck. I would take that.
“You smell good, Yendi.”
“So do you.”
I slid my fingers through the curly hair atop his head then gripped it as his tongue graced my spot. A soft moan left my lips, voicing my satisfaction with what he was doing to me. His hair was soft as hell. When he pulled away, I opened my eyes to stare at him. He stood from the couch and extended his hand to me.
I stood and led him to my bedroom. I had clothes everywhere earlier, but I scooped all that shit up and threw it in the closet. I was a diva at times and had to find the perfect outfit to wear. Most times I’d end up wearing the first thing I took out of the closet. He looked around my room as I pulled my tank over my head.
“Take that off too.”
I frowned. “Take what off?”
“The wig.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m not worried about all that superficial shit. I want the real you, from head to toe. The only part of you I’m gon’ judge is that pussy. I feel like that shit finna suck me in though. It’s gon’ be everything I’m expecting it to be.”
My body shivered as he stepped closer to me. The way he licked his lips as he stared at my nipples had my pussy on ten! She’d gotten started without him and would probably finish without him if he took too long. He slid his palms over my nipples then slid them to my waist and inside the elastic waistband of my shorts. “Yendi…”
“Huh?” I practically moaned out.
“You gon’ take that wig off or not?”
I closed my eyes and took it off. He’d better be glad it was glue-less. Had it not been, he would have had to deal with it. I pulled the cap off my braided hair as he stared at me. He brought his hand to my cheek and gently stroked my face. When he leaned in again, I tilted my head back, preparing for him to go back to my neck. Instead, he softly kissed my lips. My entire body heated up and when he pulled away, I knew he’d felt the fucking fireworks as I had.
He quickly pulled my shorts off and grabbed my ass, lifting me to the bed. My eyebrows had risen. Before I could even address it, he said, “I don’t fuck nobody I can’t handle, Yendi. Now spread them legs for me. Let me see your prized possession.”
I did as he said, still in shock that he picked me up like that. That almost killed my tipsy state. I slid my hand to my pussy as he took off his pants. His eyes stayed on what I was doing. Flicking my fingers over my clit for a moment, I then brought my fingers to my lips. I wanted him to see that I enjoyed my taste. If I enjoyed it, he could rest assure that he would enjoy it too. He licked his lips as he watched in silence for a few seconds longer.
He came to me and slid between my legs, his lips meeting my lower ones. I was surprised that he was actually going to eat my pussy. While I was trying to coax him into doing it, I didn’t think he would. I closed my eyes as he lifted my legs and dove all the way in.
“Oooh fuck!” I voiced as his mouth slurped up my clit and repeatedly tugged on it.
When his other hand found my nipple, I knew this wouldn’t take long. He was stimulating me in every way. Although he was barely making a sound, my mind was working overtime trying to figure him out. Our sexual chemistry and attraction to one another was through the roof. I grabbed a handful of his hair and slightly lifted my hips, pushing my shit in his face.
He lifted his head and said, “Quit being reserved and shove that shit in my face if you want to. I didn’t have time to condition my beard anyway.”
He was giving me free reign over his face? This nigga didn’t know what the fuck he had just unleashed. I immediately lifted my hips and rolled them, sliding my pussy all over his face. Somehow, he held onto my clit in the process. Within seconds, I detonated, squirting all over him and my bed. I could feel the warmth between my legs.
Jakari stood and stared at my pussy. That muthafucka took both of his hands and started massaging my juices into his beard like it was some damn beard oil. My eyes fluttered as I stared at him, and my pussy squirted a little more.
“This shit turn you on, Yendi?” he asked in a low voice.
