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It took Samir no time to reach Kianna. As soon as she'd given the green light, he was on her in a matter of seconds.
He started with a slow kiss, pressing his body against hers as he bit down on her bottom lip, Kianna following his lead greedily. He broke the kiss and laid sweet kisses down her neck, finding a spot to suck on and biting gently at the skin in hopes of leaving a mark.
Kianna sucked in a breathe at the feeling of his wet mouth, as his rough hands ran down her body feeling and touching all her curves and soft skin. Samir's fingers played with the end of her thin tank top, rubbing relaxing small circles on any exposed skin, longing to feel more. She sighed at the contact, relishing in the attention he was giving her body.
"I'ca take this off of ya', baby?" He asked, hands already starting to tug the material up. Kianna nodded her head, her face flushed as Samir pulled up the fabric, wrapping his arms around her back and raising her up so it would fully come off.
His eyes darkened at the white cotton bra that was holding up her lush breasts. They seemed to be spilling out of their confinements, and Samir swore he could see the hard outline of her nipples.
He could feel the familiar ache in his jeans as he took her in. Her perky breasts where freckled with dots, and it seemed to make her all the more attractive to him, as he looked back up at her.
It was now that Kianna wished she had changed into something a bit more decent. Even though he didn't seem to mind, she would've preferred to be in something a bit more lacy.
"This too."
His gruff voice had Kianna raising up on her own accord this time, going behind her back and unclipping her bra, throwing the material somewhere on the ground.
Samir felt transfixed at the sight, licking on his plump lips as he took in a sharp breathe. Kianna knew she would be blushing at the interaction if she wasn't starting to feel so impatient. Although she loved the way he was showing care to her body, she needed his head between her thighs, now.
She knew she was wet enough just from looking at him, the extra foreplay wasn't needed.
"Samirr." She pouted, she didn't want to say it, but she knew he wouldn't do anything if she didn't tell him.
"Wassup baby?" His voice said hoarsely.
She grabbed his hand that was resting besides her, and guided it down her figure, pressing his palm down over her shorts, hissing at the slight pleasure it brought her.
His hooded eyes followed her every movement chuckling once he felt the heat that was coming from her." Das whatchu want?" He said thickly, "Imma give it to you pretty." He slide his body inbetween her legs, rubbing his hand on her clothed pussy, a soft mewl of contentment breaking out of Kianna.
