Garrett wanted Imani Jones. His breath was thick . . . arduous. He’d been in a constant state of semi-hardness from the moment they’d met. But, tonight, the pain of wanting her was too much. By the end of the night, he would have her and more than once.
“Uh . . . Imani?” Malika called out from the hallway.
She’d completely forgotten her friends were in the living room. Garrett showed her no mercy and didn’t stop. He continued to make love to her with his hands. Her voice came out a little too breathy. “Yesssssssss.” Imani was surprised she was able to make a sound.
“It’s getting late. Joe and I are just gonna go. We’ll lock up. Call me tomorrow?” It was as if she were waiting for a response. Imani was in a state of ecstasy and could only nod especially when Garrett thrust a third finger into her needy body.
The next sound Garrett and Imani heard was the door closing.
Imani was so close. The pulsing around his fingers sped up. Garrett curved his finger at just the right angle to hit her g-spot. Not once, but again, and again until finally, Imani went up on her tippy-toes shattering into a million pieces squealing like a banshee in the process.
Her juices covered his entire hand. Garrett pulled his fingers out and started to fumble with the button on his slacks. Imani helped by pulling his cock out of his pants exposing him to her. Garrett wrapped the hand that had been coated with her juices around it. He stroked himself back and forth joining his pre-cum with hers.
Imani knew Garrett wouldn’t disappoint, but he was incredibly large. The bulbous head of his cock had a drop of his essence on the tip that she was dying to taste. She dropped to her knees and took him deep into the hot cavern of her mouth.
He growled. It wasn’t really a growl more like a roar. Garrett dug his fingers into Imani’s scalp.
She took as much of him as she could, flattening her tongue allowing him to go deeper, thrusting until he hit the back of her throat. Imani rolled her tongue around his opening as she continued to suck him into madness. Garrett sped up the pace fucking her mouth the same way he would her pussy in just a few minutes.
Imani tasted the first spurt of cum. She firmly squeezed his shaft has her head bobbed back and forth. Garrett attempted to pull out of her at the moment he felt the full onslaught of his release. Imani wouldn’t let him. She swallowed every single drop of his eruption as it slid down the back of her throat.
His own legs were a little unsteady. He’d experienced one of the most powerful orgasms of his life. Garrett helped Imani up from her knees. His lips crashed down upon hers. This kiss was as passionate as the first.
Garrett brought her knee up to his waist, then the other until Imani had no choice but to wrap her long legs around him. Her moist heat was lined up perfectly with his silken steel.
“We’re not going to make it to the bedroom.”
“I don’t care where you take me. I just want to feel you inside me.” Imani reached in-between them and stroked him. He was already good and hard.
She stared into his eyes. “The very first time I saw you, I’ve wanted this.” Imani held his thickness in her hand and squeezed firmly.
Garrett sucked in a breath.
Imani guided him into her body.
He thrust deep into her.
She held on for the ride.
Garrett bit her shoulder as he pounded into her over and over again. He couldn’t believe how good Imani felt—like she was made just for him, gripping him like a glove. The pleasure was too good, too intense that Garrett continued to drill into her like a machine. He no longer had control, his body did.
Imani began to feel the clenching of her walls squeezing tightly around him just as he found her spot again. She wasn’t sure she would survive an orgasm more intense than the first one.
Garrett ground out. “Cum for me, baby.”
Within seconds Imani was seeing stars behind the darkness of her eyelids. She called his name over and over.
Moments later, he experienced his own form of pure bliss as he filled her with his hot seed.
*****
They finally made it to the bed. Imani lay in Garrett’s arms basking in the afterglow of their third round of lovemaking.
She ran her fingers across his naked chest and spoke into the darkness of the room. “This will be the first time I’ll sleep like a baby since that night on the porch.”
He grinned. “Me too. I haven’t been able to stop wanting or thinking about you. I’ve heard of this thing called feverish unbroken, but I never thought it was real—until now.”
That made Imani smile. “Good.” She raised up and looked into his eyes. “I don’t want you ever to stop thinking of me.”
Garrett kissed her again, this time softly on the lips. After some time, he pulled back. “I wish I could stay here with you all night, but I’ve got to go.”
Imani moaned into another kiss. She didn’t want to let him go, but she understood.
He chuckled. “You’re a moaner. A loud moaner.”
“I wish you didn’t have to go.”
Garrett released a sigh. “Me too. But, it’s getting late, and I’ve got to put Garrett Jr. to bed.”
Imani hesitated. “Things between us are moving pretty fast, but, I’d
