He latched back onto to my firm breasts. Brandon took one into my mouth and I moaned into the erotic air. He clasped my chocolate nipples together. He was greedy, so he greedily sucked them both. He smashed them both into my mouth all at once and sucked until my skin twisted and burned.
I arched my back, trying to meet his body. I wanted him to get me inside me. He didn’t comply, instead he tagged at my panties and pulled them down the length of my legs until they were off. I opened my legs as an invitation for Brandon to come inside me.
He climbed back on the bed and peered down at me. “You want it?”
“Yes.” I lifted off the bed to help him unbutton his shirt and slip it off his muscled shoulders. His pants were next to go. He wasn’t shy, so he stood there in between my open legs looking like a naked god.
I hurried out of my bra so I could be just as naked as him. He’d gotten rid of his shoes and I was still in my stilettos, but they wouldn’t hinder my pleasure.
Brandon crawled in between my legs and spread them wider. He easily entered me with two fingers. I was so wet I practically sucked his fingers inside me to the knuckle.
“Oh,” I moaned as he flicked his fingers inside me. His eyes were on me when I opened mine to gaze at him. He removed his fingers from my pussy and placed the icing covered digits into his mouth.
“You taste so sweet.” He mumbled, and I believed him.
His fingers found me again. His thumb went to work on my clit with.
“Yes, yes, oh yes.” I moaned before biting my lips. I shut my eyes. His thumb strummed my swollen clit while two of his fingers plunged in and out of me. I reached down and palmed his hand.
His hand reached for my throat. “Open your eyes. Look at me.” He ordered through a whisper. My eyes barely opened, but it was enough to satisfy him.
His touch was tender and savage. My brown eyes connected with his blues. There was something deeply spiritual happening, and I wanted his spirits inside me now.
His eyes held so much restraint when my body refused to do the same. I had to take matters into my own hands. I reached for his dick and pulled it toward me.
“Please get a condom.” I begged as a held on to his member like it was mine.
“Close your eyes.” I did what he said because at this point I would rob a liquor store to get the D.
I waited and waited and gasped when he entered me. He pushed himself in me nonchalantly and I felt every inch of him glide in and spread my hole too much, too bare. It felt raw and snug. I felt the pressure in my chest as he lowered himself down to kiss my lips.
Brandon put pressure on my throat and my eyes popped open. He stared at me and I glared back through my hazy eyelashes.
“You want it? Don’t you?”
Hell mutha-fuckin’ yeah! My brain screamed, but my mouth said something else.
“Yes Brandon, I want it.” I bit my bottom lip as he took my hand and buried it in her lush, long curls.
His hands went from my hair to the muscles of my back. He moved inside me without precision. I gasped. My thin fingers rolled down his broad back and landed on his rear end. I grabbed his ass cheeks and tried to push him deeper inside me.
He stopped torturing me with baby strokes. He hitched my hips up and gave me the deep animal thrusts that I knew he had in his arsenal of fucks. I moved my hips to meet his thrusts. He moved his hips in circles, hitting all my pouring wet walls and kneading them to suit my purposes. Damn! This felt too good. There was something different about the way his dick rocked me. He can’t be wearing a condom.
He hit my sweet spot, and I moaned his name. “Brandonnnn.”
He picked up to a frantic pace. He was losing control. I was seconds from a dynamic orgasm. The time was nearing because he was breathing louder and heavier. The faster he rammed inside me, the more I clawed at his ass and squealed in delight.
Brandon banged me hard twice on the left side of my cat and I screamed bloody murder. My orgasm spilled out of me and fought hard as his warm dragon fire spilled into my body.
He collapsed on top of me in stages. My body convulsed as the intense aftershocks circulated through my torso.
My eyes were on the verge of rolling back in my head. I was tired beyond belief. I closed my eyes and didn’t have the strength to open them back up.
Remember Me
The next morning I was feeling myself. I had the time of my life last night. I felt bold and in control of my own life. Brandon left right after breakfast. I had few hours to get ready for my appointment with Nick.
I wasn’t a mean girl, but I would not let Nick feed me a crock of bullshit. He tried to meet me at a romantic restaurant that we used to frequent on our couple anniversaries. I was like no way. Those old tricks don’t work on a new dog, and I was a new bitch. Finally Tami broke down and gave me some info on Nick’s little tryst. She didn’t want me to show up blind, so she gave me a little information. Her information was in the form of a post on Insta. At first I was shocked. Then I was angry. Then I got my ass on my horse because I was ready to ride into battle with my sword and shield.
I never thought this day would come, but it was here.
