Page 205 of Own It

She craned her neck some just before I started to suck on her full lips, running my hand down her stomach and in between her legs to toy with her swollen clit. I wanted to eat her pussy badly, but I was hard as a brick and didn’t wanna nut while licking cat. I wanted to feel her walls.

Leaning her forward slightly, I prodded her opening before pushing my way in.

“Fuck,” she whimpered, throbbing around my shaft though I was only halfway in.

As she palmed the shower wall, I gripped her ass cheeks in my hand while pushing further inside of her. Usually, I was able to fully sink inside, but before I could, Daylin was running.

“Bring yo’ ass back,” I commanded, but when I saw she wasn’t, I locked her against the wall before plunging myself fully inside.

She yelped, making me grip the front of her neck and lean down to tongue kiss her slowly as I slipped in and out of her measuredly.

I palmed her stomach with my other hand, to keep her close, and once she rained down my shaft, I started to beat her shit up.

“Rah . . . oh my . . . wait . . .” She whimpered against my mouth as I sucked her bottom lip, pounding her pussy from behind.

I knew I wouldn’t last long. Her pussy was perfectly wet, perfectly tight, and I could feel the way her plump ass was bouncing against me with every stroke.

“Fuck,” I grumbled, going harder. “You just be cumming back to back, Day. I love that shit,” I admitted, hammering her walls, hand still pressed against her abdomen to keep her from running.

She put one of her small hands on my abs to slow me up, but it was a futile effort as I continued assaulting her pussy, making the sound of it plus our skin clapping echo over the hot bathroom.

“Rah!” Her body tensed as she released heavily, causing her body to quiver, and I couldn’t take anymore as I filled her up, biting down on her neck as she whimpered.

We kissed as I unhurriedly removed myself from being inside of her. She couldn’t stand, so she sank down onto the shower seat as I put soap onto her wash towel.

“You running again, Day. We gotta fix that.” I started washing her off.

“Shut up.” She giggled.

“Nah, but it felt different.”

“Wow. You didn’t complain until after you finished, I see.”

“Not a complaint, baby, just something I noticed.” I kissed her slightly pouted lips. “Just as great, just different.”

Daylin didn’t say anything as I finished washing her off and then rinsed her with one of the removable showerheads. I washed her down again with her moisturizing soap and then started on myself, but she didn’t stick around like usual, opting to exit and start drying off, so I knew I’d pissed her little ass off.

Once clean, I stepped out, grabbing a towel from the warmer within her bathroom and went up behind her. By now, she’d dried off and spread that body butter on that smelled of cinnamon and cream—my favorite scent of hers—then put on her short ass pajama set, the shorts hugging her shapely bottom half enticingly.

“What?” She peered at me through the elongated mirror as she brushed her teeth.

“You mad?” I kissed her sweet-smelling neck. I prayed she dropped the attitude shortly because I wanted seconds in a couple hours like always.

She shook her head and finished up, tossing mouthwash in since she’d flossed prior to brushing.

I went to fetch a pair of fresh boxers and then went into my bathroom on the opposite side of the bedroom to brush my own teeth.

“This may be the answer to your findings.” She set the positive pregnancy test on the sink before me as I swished mouthwash around.

Immediately, I spat that shit out and scooped it up. The word pregnant was bold as fuck, and there was no denying it.

“Oh shit,” I mumbled, studying the test as if the shit would go away any time soon.

“Is this a good or bad thing?”

“Great fucking thing, baby.” I picked her up after setting it down, making her smile as she hugged my neck.

After pecking a few times, she said, “Maybe say that next time.”