Page 22 of The Plus One

“Ace please,” she panted. Her hips bucked against my mouth, her back arching as she chased her release. She began to move her hips with my face as her orgasm hit her.

“Just like that. Be a good girl and cum for me again.” I encouraged, my voice muffled against her pussy, my focus entirely on her pleasure.

“Mmmmmmm, Acccccceeeee. Rrr-right there. I’mmmm b-bout toooo squirt.”

Her voice was a mix of desperation and desire, and I could sense she was teetering on the edge. With one final flick of my tongue and an added curl of my fingers she became undone, her body trembling beneath me as waves of ecstasy washed over her.

I licked her clean as I do all my meals, and Kema has become one of my favorite meals already. Her cries filled the room, and I savored the moment. As her body relaxed beneath me, I grabbed the condom from her dresser slipping it on. Her chest heaved, breaths coming in soft gasps, and I couldn’t help but smile at the effect I had on her. “Damn, you taste incredible,” I murmured, brushing my fingers along her inner thigh.

Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she looked down at me, her lips curving into a playful smile. “We aren’t done, are we?”

I shook my head, my desire igniting again at her words. “You wanted me right, Kema. You finna take this dick like you wanted.” I said stroking my dick. With that, I positioned myself at her entrance.

I wanted to show her just how much I had been wanting her. If this was going to be my only chance I needed Kema to know a nigga could fuck her to sleep, back up, and then back to sleep.

I pushed into her slowly, savoring the way she stretched around me, and the way her body welcomed me. Her head fell back against the pillows, a soft moan escaping her lips as I moved deeper, setting a slow, steady pace. My eyes never left her face.

I ain’t never fucked a woman in missionary before. I’m not even the lover type but it was something about me looking in her eyes while I drove in and out of her. “Open ya eyes Kema. You said you wanted this right. Look at me.”

She opened her eyes and gasped as I sped up and drove in and out of her. As I held her gaze, the world around me faded. The only thing you could hear was our skin slapping against each other. And her moaning.

“Yeah this pussy good as fuck, Kema.” I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper as I paused, allowing myself to savor the moment. Her eyes fluttered closed, and a breathy moan slipped from her lips.

I leaned down, capturing her mouth in a kiss, pouring my desire into it as I rocked my hips forward, pushing deeper still.

“Mamas open them eyes. I told you I want you to look at me.” I demanded.

“A-aaahh. Ace I can’t. It’s too much.” She whined.

“Open your fucking eyes or else.” I said as I went deeper and pinched her nipples.

Her body arched toward mine. I could feel her wetting my shit up. I started a slow, deliberate rhythm, pulling back almost completely before plunging back in, feeling her tighten around me. Each thrust was a careful exploration.

“More, Ace… please,” she panted, her voice thick with need. “D-dddeeper. Please. I-III’m about to cummmmm.”

That plea struck something primal in me. I loved my woman vocal. Tell me what the fuck you need so I can give you that shit.

I quickened my pace. Thrusting harder and deeper feeling her muscles tighten around me as I slide out and in. With each thrust, I felt her pussy tighten around me even more.

With one last thrust, I angled my hips just right, hitting that sweet spot that sent her spiraling. Her body responded in waves, quaking beneath me as her climax washed over her, a powerful ripple that tightened around me, pulling me in deeper.

“I’m cummin, ACE! FUCK!” she cried out.

I lost myself in her pussy. “Fuck. KEMA.” I moaned like a bitch as my nut shot out filling the condom.

I continued to pump in and out of her slowly and she matched my energy. Until we were both breathing hard. Her pussy began to tighten around me again causing my dick to brick up.

“Aye, unless you wanna go another round. Chill the fuck out.”

Her eyes were gazed over but the lust in them were undeniable. “If you can keep up, Mr. Ace lets go.”

I slid out removed the condom and reached for another but before I could redress myself she sat up on her elbows and began to stroke my dick. “Mmmmm. Don’t hold it KEMA. Show me you know what to do with it.”

She looked at me then kissed the head before sucking my dick into her mouth. “K-kkkemmaaa shit.”

She looked at me and winked before bopping up and down and twirling her tongue around the head of my dick. I could feel my nut building. I jumped back before she could get me there and she started laughing.

“Iight Kema, a nigga ain’t that young shit. You get that nut out I’ma be eating ass and pussy the rest of the night.”