dick stretched toward her.
She started to ask him about a condom, but he pulled one out of his jeans pocket and ripped into the packaging with vengeance.
“Want some help?” she offered, and he waved her off.
“You lay down and wait for me.”
Takiyah scooted back on the bed while he rolled on the condom. When he was done, her stomach clenched in nervousness. She wasn’t a virgin, and yet, all the men she had been with were smaller. Not to mention it had been a while since her last lover. Duke wasn’t the most sensitive man either.
He paused halfway up the bed and narrowed his eyes at her. “You look like a frightened rabbit.”
“I beg your pardon.”
He grinned. “Don’t worry, little bunny. I won’t hurt you.”
She started to roll to the other side of the bed, but he caught her arm and tugged her back. He landed on top of her but didn’t crush her with his weight. Takiyah struggled to get out from under him. Duke took both her hands and raised them above her head. He used his knee to spread her legs, and she had time to draw in a breath before his shaft parted her nether lips.
As he sank inside her heat, he shut his eyes and groaned. Takiyah pulled against his hold, and Duke held on tighter. He stroked a thumb over her wrist and arched his hips deeper. She drew her knees up, whimpering. His cock stretched her pussy walls and felt so good she never wanted it to end. She raised her hips off the bed to meet his thrust and curled her feet around his legs.
“You feel amazing, Kiyah,” he said in a raspy tone. “I can’t… So damn tight…”
He began pumping harder, in and out, and she bit her lip to keep from begging him not to stop. His deep thrusts grew erratic, and she knew he was going to come soon. Moving faster, meeting his rhythm, she felt her body start to get hotter. His shaft brushed some sensitive spot inside her that was doing things to her ability to put two thoughts together. She shook from head to toe and gasped for breath. Another orgasm rocked her, and she screamed. Seconds after she climaxed, he went stiff and grunted her name.
After some time, Duke looked down at her. A bit of her hair had fallen onto her forehead, and he brushed it away as he studied her face. “Hmm.”
She frowned. “Hmm, what?”
He pulled out of her and sat up then removed the used condom. She leaned up on an elbow, all of a sudden feeling insecure. Her ex-husband was white, but Duke had apparently never been with a black woman. Was that sound just now about his disappointment? Why should I care? This is a one-time thing.
They hadn’t discussed becoming lovers for as long as the interest lasted. Tonight was all she committed to and all he had offered. The fact that she had accepted and come to a house with him that wasn’t his was outside her comfort zone and her plan. She never slept with men she worked with.
Something rattled, and she peeked over Duke’s shoulder. He was opening another condom. “What are you doing?”
He held the condom in one hand while he stroked his cock. For some reason, watching him do it turned her on. Her pussy pulsed, and she couldn’t take her eyes away. He had softened after he came, but it looked like he was going to work himself up to getting hard again.
“Once has never been enough.” He glanced over his shoulder and let his gaze slide along her body. “And after that, I’m definitely going to need the condoms I brought.”
Her mouth fell open. “Condoms plural? Are you kidding?”
He grinned and pointed at her with his chin. “Take off that blouse, baby. Let me see your breasts. I know I’ll get hard faster with them.”
She clutched her shirtfront. “What if I’m done?”
“You’re not saying I didn’t please you, are you? Because that sounds like a challenge.”
“Can you get any more sure of yourself? Must be a Marquette thing.”
“Probably.” He pointed again. “The shirt. I’m willing to tear it off, but I figure you want to go home
She started to ask him about a condom, but he pulled one out of his jeans pocket and ripped into the packaging with vengeance.
“Want some help?” she offered, and he waved her off.
“You lay down and wait for me.”
Takiyah scooted back on the bed while he rolled on the condom. When he was done, her stomach clenched in nervousness. She wasn’t a virgin, and yet, all the men she had been with were smaller. Not to mention it had been a while since her last lover. Duke wasn’t the most sensitive man either.
He paused halfway up the bed and narrowed his eyes at her. “You look like a frightened rabbit.”
“I beg your pardon.”
He grinned. “Don’t worry, little bunny. I won’t hurt you.”
She started to roll to the other side of the bed, but he caught her arm and tugged her back. He landed on top of her but didn’t crush her with his weight. Takiyah struggled to get out from under him. Duke took both her hands and raised them above her head. He used his knee to spread her legs, and she had time to draw in a breath before his shaft parted her nether lips.
As he sank inside her heat, he shut his eyes and groaned. Takiyah pulled against his hold, and Duke held on tighter. He stroked a thumb over her wrist and arched his hips deeper. She drew her knees up, whimpering. His cock stretched her pussy walls and felt so good she never wanted it to end. She raised her hips off the bed to meet his thrust and curled her feet around his legs.
“You feel amazing, Kiyah,” he said in a raspy tone. “I can’t… So damn tight…”
He began pumping harder, in and out, and she bit her lip to keep from begging him not to stop. His deep thrusts grew erratic, and she knew he was going to come soon. Moving faster, meeting his rhythm, she felt her body start to get hotter. His shaft brushed some sensitive spot inside her that was doing things to her ability to put two thoughts together. She shook from head to toe and gasped for breath. Another orgasm rocked her, and she screamed. Seconds after she climaxed, he went stiff and grunted her name.
After some time, Duke looked down at her. A bit of her hair had fallen onto her forehead, and he brushed it away as he studied her face. “Hmm.”
She frowned. “Hmm, what?”
He pulled out of her and sat up then removed the used condom. She leaned up on an elbow, all of a sudden feeling insecure. Her ex-husband was white, but Duke had apparently never been with a black woman. Was that sound just now about his disappointment? Why should I care? This is a one-time thing.
They hadn’t discussed becoming lovers for as long as the interest lasted. Tonight was all she committed to and all he had offered. The fact that she had accepted and come to a house with him that wasn’t his was outside her comfort zone and her plan. She never slept with men she worked with.
Something rattled, and she peeked over Duke’s shoulder. He was opening another condom. “What are you doing?”
He held the condom in one hand while he stroked his cock. For some reason, watching him do it turned her on. Her pussy pulsed, and she couldn’t take her eyes away. He had softened after he came, but it looked like he was going to work himself up to getting hard again.
“Once has never been enough.” He glanced over his shoulder and let his gaze slide along her body. “And after that, I’m definitely going to need the condoms I brought.”
Her mouth fell open. “Condoms plural? Are you kidding?”
He grinned and pointed at her with his chin. “Take off that blouse, baby. Let me see your breasts. I know I’ll get hard faster with them.”
She clutched her shirtfront. “What if I’m done?”
“You’re not saying I didn’t please you, are you? Because that sounds like a challenge.”
“Can you get any more sure of yourself? Must be a Marquette thing.”
“Probably.” He pointed again. “The shirt. I’m willing to tear it off, but I figure you want to go home
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