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“You can’t take no more after this?” he asked me, pulling my ankles a little closer to him, so that he could get a hold of my toes, and he started sucking my toes one my one.
“I’m going to cummmmm…. Babyyyy… Cummmm with meeee,” I cried, feeling like I was going to pass the hell out.
Gemini sped his strokes up, and there was I was, releasing for the second time, and when he started letting out grunts, I knew that he was getting his too. I got that feeling in my head again where it felt like my head was spinning, and my vision was blurry. I felt like I was barely hanging on, but he still flipped me, put me on my hands and knees, and without giving me any time to catch my breath, he was fuckin me again.
I had no words for him as I took that dick. Only cries, and moans. All it took was a minute flat, and there I was, releasing again, and Gemini got another one off too. I was so ashamed of the things that he could make my pussy do in so little time, that I pushed his ass away from me, flopped down on the bed, giving him my back.
I lay on my side, feeling myself about to drift off to sleep. He came behind me, placing kisses against my back, and shoulder, and then his lips made their way to my ear.
“You know this the best pussy I ever had in my life, right?” he asked me. Not being able to answer because I was fighting sleep, so all I did was nod my head.
“You love me?” he wanted to know. I just nodded.
“Nah. Say it before you go to sleep,” he was on me.
“I love you so much,” I responded. He turned me around, so that I could face him. I lay on my side, looking up at him with weak eyes.
“You going to give me babies?” my heart sunk when he asked me that.
It was the way he asked it. I’m so deep into this thing that I’m doing with Gemini, that I would give this man whatever he wanted.
“I’ll give you babies,” I was honest, knowing that I would.
“We going to get married too?” he wanted to know.
“We’re going to get married too, baby. Gemini, I’m tired. Baby, let me sleep. We’ll talk when I get up,” I whined, not wanting to do anything else but close my eyes, and take my ass to bed.
“Aight. Get some rest. I love you, baby,” that’s the last thing that I remember him saying to me.
The second he said it, I drifted off to sleep. I woke up this morning, only to be up for less than an hour, before he was fuckin me back to sleep. Hopefully, I didn’t sleep too long. Usually, when I would get fucked in the morning like this, I would sleep half the day.
Hopefully, I just got about an hour or two of rest. I wanted to be up front with my man, talking to him, hearing his voice, but I needed to sleep this dick off first. I had to.
Chapter 18
Gemini Black
“You hungry?” I asked Amina, already knowing that she was going to say no. It was after two in the morning, and we were both tired.
We just made it to Oklahoma. I had a lot of business in Texas, so we spent more time in Texas than I’d anticipated. I had a lot of jobs yesterday, so I didn’t get on the road until almost 11 at night. We made it to Oklahoma, and I found a truck stop. Amina and I just finished showering together, and she stood in front of the mirror, with her towel still wrapped around her body, finishing with her skin routine.
She wasn’t in the best of moods tonight. She was agitated, and so was I. We’ve been on the road all day, it was a lot of traffic getting here because we ran into so many accidents, so she had every right to be in her feelings.
“No. I’m tired,” she said it without looking at me.
I nodded my head, and finished handling whatever I had to handle at the sink too. Even though Amina started before me, I ended up finishing first. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and slipped into a pair of briefs, a white tee, and a pair of gray sweats. I put fresh white socks on my feet, along with a pair of slides.
Once I had my shower bag packed up and everything, I hopped on top of the counter, watching Amina as she stood there, applying oil to her scalp. As she was doing it, I could tell that she was frustrated. Being on this truck with her, I was learning so much about her. When Amina was sleepy, she would get irritable as fuck. Moody as hell.
“Come here. Let me do it,” I offered, reaching my hand out for the oil, so that I could massage it into her scalp.
When I said that, her ass started crying. She ignored my request, as she continued rubbing the oil through the parts of her hair. I reached my hand out, pulling her to me by the towel that was still wrapped around her body, and I took the oil out of her hands.
I had her stand right in front of me, and I took over the job so that she didn’t have to do it. The whole time that I was doing this, she was softly crying in front of me.
“Why you crying, Amina?” I questioned.
“I’m tired,” she told me.
