Page 24 of Certified to Handle You
Her chest rose slow while she walked, and them big ass titties moved with every step, heavy and full, sittin’ high and bold. They bounced just enough to catch my attention. Her shit sat on her crazy like real jugs, and every step she took kept remindin’ a nigga they was there.
Her skin looked smooth as hell, glowin’ like she had just stepped outta somethin’ warm, and her hair fell down her back in long waves that moved every time she did.
I ain’t even realize I stopped breathin’ until I had to pull in a slow one through my nose.
This was exactly what the fuck I was tryna stay away from. And now she was in my damn room.
I changed positions on the bed, my hands pressin’ into the mattress on either side of me while I watched Sha’Nelle come closer. It was like my mind was runnin’ but my body wasn’t followin’ none of them thoughts.
I sat for a second like my body forgot how to move.
She stopped right in front of me, close enough now that I could see every detail I ain’t have no business payin’ attention to, and my hands curled into the sheets without me even thinkin’ about it.
My head tilted up so I could look at her face, but even that ain’t help nothin’. If anything, it made shit worse, ’cause now I was seein’ her and feelin’ everything that came with it.
Before I could open my mouth, and say anything that made sense, she moved. She stepped forward slowly and then climbed on the bed like she already knew I wasn’t finna stop her. Her body lowered until she straddled me, settlin’ right on my dick like my shit had her name on it.
“Say girl… what the fuck is you doin’?” I whispered, tryna keep my voice low, but it came out rough anyway while Sha’Nelle sat on me with them thick thighs locked around me, and all that ass pressin’ down like she ain’t have no type of sense.
She ain’t say shit. She just leaned in and pressed them big ass titties against my bare chest. Before I could even think straight, her hand slid up and started rubbin’ across my chest slow, like she already knew a nigga been tense all week and was tryna work that shit out of me.
That touch… yeah, that shit felt dangerous.
“’Nelle…” I said again, but my voice ain’t come out how I wanted. That shit came out low, rough, already gone.
Her fingers slid higher, then wrapped around the front of my neck tight enough to hold me here while she leaned in closer. Her chest pressed harder against mine, pushin’ me back into the headboard while her tongue dragged up my neck.
Man… A nigga folded.
Soon as her lips got on me, I lost all the control I was tryna hold on to. My hands moved on they own, slidin’ down and grippin’ all that soft ass, squeezin’ it firm, feelin’ it spill between my fingers.
Her hand dropped between us, slidin’ down my stomach and straight into my briefs. She pulled my dick out like she had all rights to it… all while her mouth stayed on my neck, suckin’ and draggin’ slow.
She lifted her hips just enough, reached down and lined me up with her pussy…
And dropped…
“Fuck…” I hissed, my head fallin’ back while my teeth sunk into my lip.
Her pussy swallowed me whole. It was wet as hell, warm as hell and tight as hell with them thick lips grippin’ my shit as soon as she started movin’.
She moved slow at first, rollin’ her hips, draggin’ herself up and down me, settin’ a pace I ain’t have no choice but to follow.
“Fuck, Renza…” she moaned, her grip tightenin’ on my neck while she worked me. “You been givin’ yo’ girl all this dick?”
I ain’t even answer right away.
My dick was too hard, her pussy too wet, and the way she was movin’ had my nuts tight as hell. I grabbed her ass with both hands, squeezin’ hard, draggin’ her back and forth on me, watchin’ how that shit moved while I felt every bit of her.
“This pussy…” I started, but my voice cut off. I couldn’t even finish that shit.
“This pussy been wantin’ you,” she whispered, grindin’ down on me, slow and hard. And that was it for me.
I slid my hand up her back, all the way to her neck, then into her hair, my grip tightenin’ until I had a fist full of it. I yanked her head back just enough to make her gasp, and that sound… that shit went straight through me.
“Roll the fuck over,” I muttered against her neck, my mouth movin’ all over her skin.
Soon as she flipped, I was on her.
