Page 50 of Nothing Like Your Ex

Sitting up, Melo repositioned them, pressing her back against his chest. Dick still buried deep in her wetness, he choked her while tonguing her down. Kwinn’s body vibrated as she creamed.

“Mmhmm,” he groaned, spanking her. “You feel so fucking good. This tight pussy will make me murk a nigga, baby. I swear.”

Turned on to the max, Kwinn moaned and lowered her body. Lying flat on her chest, she threw her ass back, matching his strokes with a ferocity that Melo loved. She could go round for round, wetting his dick up and not tap out. He’d coached her from their first encounter, and baby girl had been a star player since. Melo was honored, looking on with pride as her ass cheeks clapped against his muscular thighs.

“Uuugh, I love this dick so much,” Kwinn proclaimed, stating the obvious.

Melo licked his lips, rubbing the pad of his thumb against her asshole. “Yeah? What else you love, huh?”

Kwinn gasped. “I love yoooou.”

She sang her praises of the favorable pipe down he was giving her, ready to be on her Faith Evans tip. Propping one leg up, Melo held her waist and dropped dick in her so superb, Kwinn’s head spun and pussy spasmed. Knowing he was close, she flexed her walls around him, as he frowned in utter ecstasy.

“Shit,” he hissed, his grip tightening on her waist.

“That’s it, baby. I know you wanna cum deep in this pussy.”

Melo’s head fell back as he groaned from the depths of his soul. Kwinn snatched that nut and every ounce of energy right up out of him, so she thought. Finishing, Melo pulled out of her and dove headfirst between her slick thighs. Suckling her clit into his mouth, he flicked his tongue at lightning speed, giving her anus the same treatment. Kwinn shouted and cursed as another orgasm crashed down on her in waves. Melo patted her ass three times, saluting her for a job well done.

“Is it my birthday or yours?” Kwinn asked, breathlessly, as she laid out on the floor, hugging a throw pillow. “You just fucked me so good. Oh my gosh. I just need to lay here for a second.” Uncaringly, Kwinn voiced how he and that dick had her feeling. Had she not already told him she loved him, she would’ve right then, with no questions asked.

Smirking, Melo kissed her cheek. “You can. We ain’t in no rush.”

They weren’t, but some people were trying to get ahold of him, as his phone rang. It’d been ringing, but they were so deep into one another that nothing else mattered. After a few minutes, Melo helped Kwinn to her feet so they could go upstairs.

“Damn, nigga. Happy Birthday. Got me calling yo’ shit back-to-back like you one of my hoes,” Roddy joked as soon as Melo answered his FaceTime call.

“Shut up whining, foo’. But ‘Preciate you,” Melo said.

“Happy B-day, bro. You old as hell, ain’t you?” East teased. He was on the call as well.

Melo smirked. “Thank you, thank you. And yeah, it’s feeling like it. You ain’t too far behind.”

East chuckled. “Far enough. What you got up for the day besides dinner later?”

“Shit, nothing right now. Might catch a quick nap. Kwinn went crazy in the kitchen this morning,” Melo said, smiling her way.

She blew him a kiss and laughed as Roddy started fussing. “Damn! We couldn’t get an invite? I had to see the lil’ set up on his story. Man, I tell you… niggas get a good woman in they life and switch up like a mothafucka.”

They all cracked up, unable to take him seriously.

“You’re invited next time, Roddy. Pinky promise,” Kwinn said.

Melo shook his head, watching him grin. “A’ight, sis, bet. I’ma hold you to that. What’s up, though, man? Can’t believe you thirty-eight out this bitch.”

Melo cracked a smile as the trio talked and cracked jokes like only brothers could. Seeing their relationship made Kwinn wonder what it would’ve been like to have a brother. While he answered more calls, Kwinn climbed into the shower. She didn’t know what they’d get into for the day, but she wanted to at least be clean if something came up.

Unable to let her shower by herself, Melo stripped off his clothes and walked into the glass shower with multiple shower heads. His hands slipped around her waist, and Kwinn relaxed in his embrace.

“You done had a nigga smiling all morning, my baby. Thank you,” Melo said, kissing her neck as she washed up.

“You’re welcome. Did you finish the task I gave you?”

Melo chuckled. “Yeah, I did last night while you were sleeping. Wanna read them?”

“Only if you want me to. It’s personal, so it’s okay if I don’t.”

“Nah. I want you to. You the reason the list exists in the first place,” he stated.