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I tugged her shorts down as I lowered myself on the floor, sitting on my butt. She kicked her shorts to the side and moved closer to me until I was face-to-face with her pussy. I used my fingers to spread her lips open. “Pretty ass pussy.” I mumbled against her lips, inhaling her scent. I slurped her clit into my mouth, sucking on it like it was my favorite piece of candy. Herhips bucked against my face while I dug my fingertips into her ass cheeks.
She looked down at me, her hands gripping the edge of the counter. Her moans filled the dimly lit bathroom as her juices leaked from her hole. I slid my tongue into her tunnel, fucking her hole, my eyes locked on hers. My dick was so hard, I felt it straining against my boxers. I slapped my hands against her ass cheeks, groaning. Her thighs locked around my head as I darted my tongue in and out of her, collecting every drop of her cream as she came undone.
I reached down, pulling my sweats down just enough to free myself from my boxers. I placed a soft kiss on her mound before lowering her down until her opening was hovering over my tip. “Fuck!” I hissed as she slid down my length. She was so fucking wet. I wrapped my arms around her waist as she used her tongue to clean her juices from my lips. She kissed me roughly, sliding up and down my length. “Shit, Bless, ride that fucking dick,” I grunted, tightening my grip on her waist.
“Saaaaint,” She moaned, throwing her head back, bouncing faster. I yanked her shirt off, tossing it to the side. Her titties sat perfectly on her chest, bouncing every time she did. I cupped one in my hand, bringing her nipple to my mouth. I wrapped my lip around it, gently sucking it. I felt her walls clench around me, causing a groan to slip from my lips.
“This pussy feels so fucking good wrapped around me. Shit, so fucking wet.” I bit down on my lip, gripping her throat as her ass slapped against my legs. Her juices created a sticky puddle in my lap. “Come on, baby, gimme that shit. Wet this dick up.” I moaned into her ear.
“I’m about to cum!” She whimpered, legs shaking. Her walls tightly squeezed around me. My balls tingled. I was right behind her.
“I’m bouta nut all in this good ass pussy baby. Fuck!” I held her in place as I shot my nut inside her. Her body went limp against my chest. “Good ass pussy. You bet not ever give my shit away. Come on, let me wash you up.” I smacked her on the ass, lifting us both from the floor.
DATE NIGHT
“Okay,wait, let’s take one together,” I said to Saint, motioning him over. We were getting ready for our date, and I couldn’t resist snapping some photos of my outfit. I wore a cute two-piece set with a bright red and orange abstract pattern, accented with gray and coral. The top was a fitted cami crop with thin spaghetti straps and a deep V-neck, showing off my cleavage perfectly. The matching high-waisted skirt hit just below my knees. I finished the look with gray strappy heels. My hair was styled in an updo bun with a curled bang sweeping the left side of my face. I kept my makeup light and natural. Earlier today, he gifted me diamond earrings and aCartier Lovebracelet and necklace, so I decided to wear them tonight.
Saint was wearing a nude turtle neck sweater that was tucked into a pair of brown slacks. He paired it with brown designerloafers with the matching belt. He had a silver iced-out Cuban link chain around his neck with the matching bracelet on his wrist. He looked so fucking good. I set the timer on the digital camera and walked back over to him. I placed a hand on his chest, posing next to him. His arms went around my waist.
After we finished taking pictures, he led me out to the garage. “Oh, I finally get to play passenger princess!” I squealed as he opened the passenger door to his space grayLamborghini Urustruck. The windows were so tinted, I doubted anybody could see inside the car. There was a bouquet of orange roses sitting in the passenger seat. I picked them up as I slid inside. The leather seats felt so good against my skin.
Saint chuckled as he got inside. “Shit, I’ve been ready to get behind the wheel again. I’m glad I finally can. I bought this truck right before the season started and only got to drive it twice.” I watched as he pushed a few buttons and started the car.
“I can tell. It still has that new car smell.”
“What you wanna listen to, baby?” He asked, going to the music app on the car screen.
I scrolled through the music selection before deciding onWale’s Wow… That’s Crazyalbum. “This is probably one of my favorite albums he’s dropped.
“I didn’t expect you to be a Wale fan.”
“Why does that surprise you?” I asked. I pulled the digital camera from my purse, looking at the pictures we’d taken before we left. I had to admit, we looked good as hell. “I can’t wait ‘til I can publicly post you. We look so good.”
He shrugged, “A lot of people don’t name Wale as their favorite. I fuck with his music. He’s definitely in my top five. You can publicly post me; you’re just scared to take the risk. I don’t like being a secret, but I’m not going to trip about it. I know your reasons.”
“I can’t lose my job, I have a daughter and sister to take care of. I can’t always depend on Messiah. He has his own life.”
“If you lose your job, you’ll forever be taken care of.”
“And if we don’t work out? Then what?”
“You can’t think negatively like that. I told you I’m not letting you go. I got y’all. I could be paying all your bills right now, but you won’t let me.”
“Cause things could change. I don’t want to depend on a man. I hear everything you’re saying, but Saint, we’re not even in an official relationship yet. Now let’s change the subject, I don’t want to ruin the mood.” He nodded, placing a hand on my thigh. We spent the rest of the ride in a comfortable silence.
We reached our destination fairly quickly. Saint exited the car and circled around to open my door. He extended a hand to help me out.
“Aye, don’t scratch my shit either.” He warned the valet, passing him the key along with a tip. He placed his hand on the small of my back, leading me into the building. The restaurant was dimly lit with R&B playing softly.
“Good evening, Mr. Simmons, your table is already ready for you. You can follow me.” The hostess said, motioning us towards a set of double doors. The doors lead to an elevator. Saint grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers as we entered the elevator. She pressed a button, taking us up to the rooftop.
I released a quiet gasp as the elevator doors opened. There was a single table with two chairs placed right in the middle of the rooftop. A bed of rose petals surrounded the table. A single candle sat in the middle of the table. There was a small stage to the left where a jazz band was playing music.
“Saint… this is beautiful.” I gushed as he pulled my chair out. I sat down, allowing him to push me towards the table. He took a seat across from me.
“Your waitress will be with you shortly.” The hostess said before turning to leave.
“Did I tell you how gorgeous you look tonight?” Saint asked, reaching across the table for my hand. I placed it inside his as my cheeks heated up.
