Page 154 of The Ninth

His eyes greedily scanned my body. It’s like they would rest in one place and then hurry and go to the next place. He wasn’t able to find one part he liked the most. The way they roamed over me...the way his dick was moving up and down in his shorts by itself...I knew he liked it all. And that melted every insecurity I was holding.

He stuck his hand out to me. I gladly took it, allowing him to pull me onto the bed and in between his legs. I couldn’t wait for the next directions. I lunged forward onto his body, laying my bare chest on his. My tongue pushed its way into his mouth, slowly and seductively massaging his as our lips got reacquainted. A small moan left my lips and entered his as his hands roamed over my back and to my ass, gripping and massaging both cheeks.

Duke pulled back, looking over my face before kissing my lips repeatedly. He sighed, shaking his head, “Devyn, you’re so beautiful. Your body got my shit leaking, baby. This is the last day you’ll ever be nervous and insecure in front of me. You can’t be insecure in front of a nigga when you the woman he wished for. You hear me?”

I nodded my head.

“Stand up then...”

I slowly stood on the bed, backing up so he could see all of me. A piece of me wanted to cover myself, but the look in his eyes made me stop. He looked in love. Like he wrote a letter to Santa, asking him to bring me specifically. He bit his lip hard as fuck while shaking his head.

Finally, he pulled his shorts and boxers down, taking the socks off with it. I tried my best to hold my composure seeing him fully naked. Thick ass thighs. Thick, long, dark dick. His massive hand still looked like it couldn’t handle his size as he started stroking himself. The clear liquid that was dripping from his tip glistened the entire thing as he rubbed all over it.

“You mine, right? Not Duke’s. Not Man-Man’s. Just mine.”

“Just yours.”

“Come here, Devyn.”

He laid down flat as I walked up the bed, standing over his dick. His free hand helped lower me, but before he could enter me, he flipped my body. I gasped as he drug me up his chest, causing my pussy to land on his tongue.

“Dukeeee!” I moaned out.

His tongue slid over my pussy once before he called out, “FUCK, Devyn!”

I’ve been dreaming of this man’s mouth, hands, dick, body, everything since the moment I met him. It felt so surreal being here with him. Especially when at times I didn’t even think we would make it. No thoughts were in my head as I savored every single bit I was receiving.

Pushing my body back onto his mouth, I sat up on his face. I didn’t know if he could breathe and I didn’t give a fuck. My hands slid into my curls, picking them up off of my neck and gripping tightly. I watched my body in his dresser mirror move as fluid as water. It was the first time I ever felt sexy. The first time I ever understood why anyone would run me down. Maybe the sexy ass nigga beneath me swallowing my pussy whole was enough credibility.

“I’ve wanted you for so long, Duke...” I moaned out. My chest fell and rose rapidly as I fucked my pussy onto his face. He was switching between licking and sucking all over my clit, down to my entrance. I could feel myself leaking all in his throat.

I fell forward onto his body. Pulling forward a bit, I got right over his sexy ass dick. A big part of me felt the need to please him. To take care of him the way he’s taking care of me. To make his body shake like mine is right now as I came on his tongue. I had to let him know this dick is mine, and mine only.

With no warning, I slid his entire length down my throat. It took him by surprise. He shot up on his elbows, pulling me back as if to say I didn’t have to. But I wanted to. My eyes rolled back as I brought my head up and down onto him. As my tongue swirled the top of his dick while my mouth glided all over him, he quickly realized I wasn’t amateur.

“Ahhhhhh shitttt!” he cried out.

My hand swiped the wetness from his shaft before going to his balls. With my slippery palm, I massaged all over them in my hand while picking up speed with my mouth. His nuts was big as fuck but I expected nothing less from a nigga like him. I groped them while moaning and pushing his dick to the bottom of my throat. Even with tears pouring down my face, I forced myself to breathe out of my nose while sucking on him.

His hands rubbed and gripped on my thick thighs for support as I sucked the life out of him. Repeatedly he kept moaning my name and calling out. I arched my ass in the air, reaching under me with my free hand and back to my pussy. My fingers grazed over my slippery clit, sliding to my entrance and dipping inside. I knew he was watching me. That plus my mouth plus his nuts in my hand sent him over the edge. His dick twitched in my throat as nut coated every inch of it.

“FUCKKKKKKKK!”

I refused to allow him to push me off as I continued to suck and swallow. He was breathing heavily, twitching beneath me. When I finally pulled him out of my mouth, I sat there confused. Why the fuck is he still hard?! A smirk appeared on my face as I heard him chuckle behind me.

“Yeah, come here. I don’t like how you think you can handle me. Let me show you sumn’.”

Before I could think of a witty response, he yanked me back against his chest. In one motion, we were on our sides as he lifted my leg. As soon as his tip pressed against my entrance, I clenched onto his arms, tightly.

“Breathe, baby...”

I let out a slow breath as he shoved his hips into me. There was restriction at first, but my wetness pulled him right in. “Oh my God...” we both whispered at the same time. My head fell back, eyes closed and mouth dropped open as he fucked his hips up into me. It took minutes for my pussy to allow all of him inside. He moaned out as I clamped onto him, trying to take it as best as I could. His hand slipped up my body and around my neck.

“You’re mine, Devyn?”

“I’M YOURS, DUKE!” I cried out. Literally cried out. Tears were rushing down my face. My hands gripped the sheets, trying to pull away from him. He never broke rhythm or changed strokes. He was fucking me just right and knew he was. His hands gripped my face, bringing it to his. I knew I looked a mess. I thought I did.

“Look how beautiful you are... Let that shit go. Right now.”