Page 15 of Healing For My Soul


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He bit my lobe then sucked it gently and pushed even more of his dick inside of me. “Mmmm, good girl.”

My eyelids fluttered, and I came all over him. This thing between us was more than sexual, and he wouldn’t be able to convince me otherwise. Him calling me a good girl was a weakness of mine. He stroked me faster as I continued to orgasm. “You like being called a good girl, beautiful? You got a praise kink? I do too. So tell me what this dick doing to you.”

“I… can barely… form words, Jakari. Oh my God! You feel… so goooood!”

He thrusted into me as my pussy blossomed for him, giving him the space he needed. “Mm. Yeah, baby. You feel good too,” he responded. “I’m balls deep in your shit now. That’s rare that I can do that.”

I turned my head to stare at him only to find that his eyes were closed. I knew that he felt me turn to him, but he refused to open his eyes right away. When he did open them, he turned me to my back and ground his dick into me while staring into my eyes. My tears started falling again, and he gently swiped them away. It felt like he was making love to all my fucking feelings. He lowered his head to my nipples and made love to me for a good ten minutes, making sure every nerve my pussy possessed had been touched. Overwhelmed wasn’t even an accurate enough word to describe what I was feeling.

However, the tender moment was coming to an end as his strokes became more forceful. My moans became louder as I took him, trying to drain him of everything he had to offer. I tightened my muscles around him, putting those Kegel exercises to use. “Jakari, oh my God! I’m about to cum again!”

“Sink this muthafucka then.”

Within seconds, I screamed out my orgasm, promising to do just what he demanded. As well-endowed as Jakari was, I could barely feel him anymore. That was just how wet I was. Showing his experience with that matter, Jakari pulled out of me and began slurping up my juices once more. He said he wasn’t done and got dammit was he right. Either my shit was extremely sensitive or he was holding back with me earlier.

His tongue exposed and exfoliated every fucking nerve on my clit, getting those dead cells out of there and exposing the new ones. “Jakariiii!”

I knew there was no way I could take anymore. I’d orgasmed so much I’d lost count. He kept licking and sucking until I gave up the fucking ghost. After I came, he stood from the bed, seemingly admiring his work, then left the room. I was trying my hardest to catch my breath, but shit, I was tired.

He came back with a bottle of water. “Drink this, Yendi. You ain’t finna tap out on me yet.”

The last thing I wanted to do was sit up, but I accomplished the feat. He opened the bottle of water and handed it to me. Surprisingly, I gulped that shit like I hadn’t had water in years. I heard him chuckle, but when I looked at him, he had a serious expression on his face.

“Is it okay if I get a towel from your bathroom?”

“Yeah,” I said softly.

He came back and cleaned between my legs then threw the towel to the floor and rejoined me in bed, slowly sliding his dick up and down my slit. When he shoved it inside of me, he knocked the fucking wind out of me. I refused to be defeated though. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him destroy me in the most pleasing way.

He pulled away from me and roughly rolled me to my stomach then pulled me by my hips to him. “Yendi, I hope you have more sheets, because these are going to be all fucked up when I finish with you. Those nails are about to rip them to shreds.”

When he reentered me, I clawed at the sheets trying to grip them and literally snagged them. He was right. I would need new sheets.

CHAPTER5

JAKARI

Icould kick my own ass for going to Yendi’s place. I was feeling all sensitive and shit after listening to Avery, and then my mama and Uncle WJ. She got parts of me I vowed no woman would ever get. I didn’t even know her yet. I knew the shit was going to be intense when I kissed her. That was a huge no-no.

The crazy part was that I couldn’t stop myself if I tried. It was like she pulled everything good out of me. I could tell her feelings had gotten involved just that quickly. After I nutted in her sweet pussy, I had the fucking audacity to take a shower with her. Who the fuck was I? If I would have brought another condom, I would have fucked her again.

After I got dressed, I got out of there. I could see that she was wanting to cuddle and shit. I couldn’t do that. Women were already emotional beings, but after the shit I gave her, her emotions were going haywire. I’d never seen a woman cry during sex. That shit fucked me up and had me even more sensitive than what I had been already.

When I got home, I changed and met my crew at Floyd’s in Beaumont. I almost asked Yendi if she wanted to go. That was how I knew I needed to get the fuck out of there. Truth was, I was afraid of relationships. I was afraid of being hurt and let down, like a fucking female. Seeing how Avery fucked my mama and all of us up by the horrible secrets he was keeping, not to mention that lil teenage girl that thought she was slick years ago, made me swear off relationships all together.

That shit had me being careful as hell. I refused to fuck with women I met in a club or somewhere minors could be. If I didn’t have a way of verifying their age, I avoided them like the fucking plague. Being that Yendi was the librarian at a high school, I knew she was of age. There was no further verification needed. The other woman I had been fucking around with worked for a bank and had a daughter.

Maybe I needed to dip back to someone else I had already fucked to get Yendi out of my system and off my mind. I couldn’t fuck her again. The worst part was that she knew how to find me. I didn’t think she would be shy about popping up either. I slid my hand over my face as Decaurey said, “Nigga, you a’ight? You been quiet as fuck and fidgeting.”

I looked up at everyone to find all eyes on me. Nesha was sitting across from me, holding Lennox’s hand, and Decaurey and Tyeis were sitting next to them so they could see my face clearly. Jess and Brix were seated next to me so they hadn’t seen a thing. “J, you good?” Jess asked as she grabbed my hand.

“Yeah, I’m good. Chill out, Bestie Jessie.”

She shoved me and went back to her appetizer. However, Nesha’s gaze didn’t waver. I was more than sure she knew I had “talked” to Avery. I hadn’t said a word to him, but I listened longer than I should have. She reached across the table, her hand palm up. I put my hand in hers, and she gave me a slight smile. I lifted her hand and kissed it. While Jess and I were close, I was even closer to Nesha. I just stopped looking out for her when she and Lennox got serious. I knew he had her from there, especially being that he was a detective.

When I released her hand, I excused myself from the table and went outside to get some air. As soon as I walked out the door, my mama called. “Hello?”

“Hey, baby. I just wanted to check on you.”

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