Page 81 of Just Listen
I swear, I fucking lost it when she started ticking. The laughs were literally coming from the gut.
Then I don’t know how the deejay did it, but he played a few other songs and made the smoothest transition to Sade.
“Oh, my daddy put me onto this.” She grabbed my hand. “Come on. Get up. Dance with me.”
Going with it, I stood up, and naturally pulled her into my arms.
“There must’ve been an angel by my side. Something heavenly led me to you. Look at the sky. It’s the color of love…”
Grinning, she gazed up at me, and my fucking heart skipped a beat. It had been so long since I’d felt this free and open. Being with her felt better than any high I’d experienced and I wasn’t fighting it. This was a different pace for me, and was quicklybecoming addictive. And made me never wanna go back to a place where she wasn’t in my life.
~~~Chapter 18~~~
Big Baby had a fireplace in her massive bedroom, and after making it home, then drunkenly fumbling around, we found ourselves naked in front of that muthafucka. Our bodies were both glazed in sweat, while she was straddling me backwards.
My ass was lifting off the floor, as I was driving into her gushy pussy. She had knees like Megan with the way she was dropping that tight pussy down my shaft. She was sensually working it, dispelling the myth that girls who could dance couldn’t do the same on the dick.
I realized that I was dealing with a completely different animal, as she allowed her back to fall against my chest. She then brought her legs back completely to her shoulders. Excitedly, I was pumping into that pussy, feeling like I was chasing my first nut ever.
“Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!” I blurted, while rapidly gliding in and out of her, until I exploded.
I swear, that nut was so fucking powerful that I was seeing stars. Literally.
Jaylah
Seeing that my brother was calling, I sat up to answer his FaceTime.
“What’s up, big head?” I greeted Jahrein Junior with a smile.
“Nothing too much. What you doing?”
I yawned. “Nothing, right now. Just chilling on the couch.”
“Oh, yeah?” He smirked, as he fiddled around, while I scoped out his background, realizing that he was in a locker room. “What is my fat ass niece doing?”
I tittered at that. “Her big butt is sleeping.”
“Oh, for real?”
“Ummhmm.”
“So, why haven’t you been at mama and daddy’s, lately? We was all over there Sunday, and y’all were the only two faces missing.”
“I know,” I sighed. “You’re literally like the fifth person to call and ask this. Life has just been lifing. But we’ll be there next Sunday. I promise.”
“Okay. But you good, though, right?”
“Yes, Junior. I’m straight.”
“Good. Cause me and daddy was just talking about doing a pop-up over there. And see what the hell is going on.”
“Oh, God.” I rolled my eyes. “There y’all go, doing too much.”
“Nah. It’s never enough. You the baby—”
“I amnotthe baby,” I interjected. “Reagan is. I don’t know how you always conveniently forget that.”
He sucked his teeth. “That’s my baby, but Reagan don’t even really count. They had her when everybody was damn near grown. So, she didn’t grow up with us. Therefore, you’re always the youngest in the pack, when it comes to us doing shit, and you tagging along.”
