Page 52 of Whatever It Takes
“Um... excuse me. Sorry to interrupt.” The waiter started. Saint pulled away from me, adjusting me in his lap. “Your bill has been taken care of. Enjoy the rest of your night.” He took the empty shot glasses before hurrying away from the booth.
“Let’s go before I fuck you in this booth,” Saint whispered into my ear. I quickly stood from his lap and grabbed my purse. I couldn’t wait to feel him inside of me.
As soon as I stepped through the front door and kicked my boots off, my body was shoved against the wall. I watched the buttons on my jacket fall to the floor as he ripped it open. He tugged my breasts from the lace bra before sucking one of my hardened nipples into his mouth. I softly moaned, running my hand down his head. My pussy thumped with anticipation. He gave my other nipple the same attention. My skirt was yanked up my hips as he knelt in front of me. He threw one of my thick thighs on his shoulder and shoved his face between my legs, inhaling my arousal.
He pushed my soaked thong to the side and latched onto my clit. I hissed, fighting back my orgasm. My hips bucked against his face as my juices leaked from me. He trailed his tongue from my bud to my opening a few times before shoving it inside of me. My moans grew louder as his tongue explored my creaming hole. I couldn’t fight it anymore. I came right in his mouth. He didn’t waste a drop.
“You taste so fucking good.” He groaned against my center before standing to his feet. His face was covered in my juices. I attacked his lips, shoving my tongue into his mouth. Our tongues danced against each other as he lifted me off the floor. I wrapped my legs around his waist, holding onto him as he made his way upstairs to the bedroom. Our kiss didn’t break until he tossed me onto the bed.
I giggled, watching him remove his clothes. His tattoo-covered chest and broad shoulders turned me on. I sank myteeth into my bottom lip as his long, thick, veiny dick sprang from his boxers. Precum oozed from his mushroom-shaped tip. My mouth watered in anticipation of having him down my throat. I crawled to the edge of the bed, lay on my back, and hung my head off the edge of the bed. He wasted no time standing over me. I stuck my tongue out, collecting every drop of precum from his tip before sliding him into my mouth. My walls clenched at the sounds of his grunts. He wrapped his hand around my throat, slowly stroking my mouth until his entire length was in my throat.
“Fuck Bless.” He groaned, pumping faster. “You look so fucking pretty with my dick in your mouth.” I flicked my tongue up and down the vein on his dick, causing him to hiss. He pulled out of my mouth and slapped his tip against my lips. I was so wet that there was a puddle forming between my lips.
“I need to feel you inside of me,” I whined, spreading my legs open as he climbed onto the bed. He leaned down, hooking my legs around his waist as he slid between them. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him passionately. Like always, I felt a jolt of electricity as soon as our lips met. He stared into my eyes as he pushed inside of me. I moaned into his mouth, loving the way he stretched me.
My pussy grew wetter with every stroke. His hands gripped the sides of my face as his tongue explored my mouth. I grinded underneath him, digging my nails into his back. “Damn, this shit feels so good, baby.” He buried his face into my neck, stroking me faster.
“I-I’m about to cum!” I stuttered as my stomach tightened.
“Gimme that shit baby.” He hissed, pounding me faster.
He bit down on my neck as I came undone around him. “Fuck I love you so fucking much Saint. Don’t stop!” I moaned as he fucked me through my orgasm.
He pulled out of me, looking down at his cream-coated dick. “Look at this mess you made on me. Turn around.” He demanded. I got on all fours, bouncing each ass cheek before arching my back. “Stop before I put a fuckin’ baby in you.” He got behind me, spreading both of my ass cheeks open before slamming inside of me.
“Shit!” I screamed out in pleasure, digging my fingers into the sheets. Saint held my hips while he pounded me mercilessly. He didn’t stop until both of us were cumming. His dick throbbed inside of me as he planted soft kisses down my spine.
“I love you.” He mumbled against my damp skin.
That night, Saint couldn’t stay out of me. We went round after round until I couldn’t take anymore.
“Saint moveee!”Blessing squealed, pushing my hands away from her.
“What? You missed a spot.” I lied. She’d just slipped on her swimsuit and asked if she had rubbed in all the sunscreen. We were heading out to the lake in the outback so I could go fishing and catch some catfish to fry up for dinner. Lake Willow is known for its catfish population. I watched Blessing slide on a pair of cut-off jean shorts, then a white tank top.
“Please stop staring at me. You’re not allowed to touch me again until we leave. I’m so sore.” She rolled her eyes, throwing her hair into a messy bun.
“I wasn’t even thinking like that, just admiring how beautiful my sweet lady is. The massage didn’t help with the soreness? My bad, baby. I just couldn’t stay off you last night. That shit was too wet.” I chuckled, pulling her into me. I placed a few kisses on her lips as she stared up at me. After breakfast, I sent Blessingto the spa for a full-body massage, figuring it would relieve the soreness.
“It helped my legs and back, not my pussy.” She frowned.
“You wanna soak in the Jacuzzi when I’m done fishing?”
“Oh yes. With a nice glass of wine and a charcuterie board.”
“Whatever you want, shorty.” I patted her ass and headed out of the room.
After making sure I had everything I needed, we headed to the lake, which was just a short walk behind the cabin. I laid a thick blanket in the grass for Blessing to relax on, along with a picnic basket filled with her favorite snacks and drinks. She recently got intoblackbooktok, and reading has become her newest obsession. So, I bought her a Kindle Color Soft to give her the best reading experience.
“Thank you, baby.” She grinned, getting comfortable on the blanket. I nodded and sat on the cooler, preparing my fishing rod.
“Who taught you how to fish?” Blessing asked.
I sighed, looking down. “My pops used to take me. The last time we went was a week before he went missing. Even with me being sick, it never stopped. Twice a month, we were going to Cove Lake. He taught me how to properly clean the fish, and my mama taught me how to fry it. This is the first time I’ve gone fishing this year.”
“We can continue the tradition. Now I ain’t touchin’ worms, but I’ll sit in the grass and watch you whenever you want.”
A wide smile spread across my face. “I’d love that. Have you bought a dress for the cancer center Christmas ball yet?”
