Page 68 of Certified To Handle You 2

“Babyyyy… fuck!” I growled, slammin’ into her hard while my whole body started shakin’.

My grip tightened on her with my fingers diggin’ into her skin while I buried my face in her neck and bit down, tryna hold on but that nut was hittin’ too deep.

I kept thrustin’ into her, hard and sloppy now, my hips stutterin’ while that orgasm ran through me. One hand slid up into her hair and gripped it tight, pullin’ her head back while I groaned low against her skin. I was still pushin’ my dick into her like I ain’t know how to stop.

That shit had my chest tight and my breath uneven with every stroke hittin’ deeper while I rode it out inside her.

But I ain’t pull out. I stayed right here, keepin’ my dick buried in her, my breath heavy and my body still movin’.

“Yeah… now it’s yo’ turn…” I whispered in her ear, droppin’ my weight back down on her, pickin’ up my pace again.

“And I’m cumin’!” she screamed, her body meetin’ mine, fuckin’ me right back from under me.

I heard that wet slick sound, felt her pussy tighten up and I ain’t let up not one time. I kept goin’ until she broke.

Her body tensed, her voice cracked and she let go all over my dick. Her nails dug into my back and her legs locked around me tighter, holdin’ me close while she rode that shit out. Her head fell back and a cry tore out her throat while her pussy kept squeezin’ down on me, pulsin’ around my dick like she ain’t know how to come down from it.

“Yeah… that’s it…” I whispered, still thrustin’ into her, ridin’ that shit out with her until she couldn’t take no more.

I felt her shake under me while I kept givin’ it to her, but slow now, lettin’ her come all the way down before I eased up.

After that, we just laid here, breathin’ heavy and kissin’ slow while the bed kept rockin’ under us.

I dropped my head into her shoulder, catchin’ my breath, and she wrapped her arms around me, kissin’ all over my neck like she wasn’t ready to let me go either.

“That shit was good, baby,” I said to her before kissin’ her shoulder again.

I stayed close to her, not in no rush to move. I liked hearin’ her breathe while her chest rose and fell under me. I liked knowin’ she was still right here under me warm and soft, and if it was up to me, she wasn’t goin’ nowhere no time soon.

“Spend today with me,” I said while brushin’ another kiss against the side of her face.

Sha’Nelle looked up at me with tired eyes and ran her hand over the back of my head. “Renza, I don’t even have no clothes. I gotta stop by my mama house and get somethin’ to wear.”

“Nah,” I told her without givin’ that shit a second thought. “We gon’ go shoppin’.”

She let out a sigh and looked at me like she already knew where this was headed. “I got clothes at home.”

“I heard you,” I replied while rubbin’ my hand along her face. “I’m still buyin’ you some new ones, so you ain’t gotta go do all that extra shit.”

Sha’Nelle rolled her eyes and shook her head. “You doin’ it again.”

“Doin’ what?” I asked, even though I already knew what she was finna say.

“Tryna control every lil’ thing,” she answered while lookin’ me dead in my face.

I smiled against her cheek before kissin’ it again. “I don’t care.”

“I know you don’t,” she said, and the way she looked at me told me she was ‘bout to catch an attitude.

“I want you with me,” I told her. “All day. That’s the only part I’m worried about.”

Sha’Nelle slid her fingers across the back of my neck and shook her head. “You act like you can’t wait in the car while I run in my mama house.”

“I don’t wanna wait in no car,” I replied, ‘cause sittin’ outside while she disappeared inside the house wasn’t what the fuck I had in mind for my day.

“So dramatic,” she mumbled while lookin’ away from me.

She looked at me for another second before signin’ again. “Nigga, you somethin’ else.”