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Reader's Name: Nailah. Starring: Pop Smoke.
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The sun peeked through the thin white blinds, her lashes fluttered open, revealing her melanated skin. With a groggy moan, she wished to sleep in but remembered where she was. Shifting to the right in a fetal position, the bed creaked beneath her.
Suddenly, her eyes opened wide as she propped herself up on her forearms and elbows. She scanned the medium-sized bedroom, painted in a warm amber hue. Her hair was tucked into a silk pink bonnet, and she wore Bashar's black t-shirt, infused with the scent of his cologne.
a spring in her step, she bounced off the bed and made her way to the bathroom, snatching up her clothes on the way. Post-shower, she noticed that Bashar was nowhere to be found in the house. she headed out, hopped into her car, and zoomed out of the peaceful neighborhood on the way to work.
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Switching off the engine of her sleek black Jeep, a gentle tug at the door handle, she stepped out of the vehicle, knowing it had been another long night at work. Locking the doors with a quick press of her thumb on the car keys, she approached the front door. Sliding the key into the lock and turning it, she rotated the doorknob and stepped into the welcoming embrace of her home.
She closed the door behind her as she heard the shower running from upstairs, it must have been her boyfriend Bashar coming home late from the studio.
Nailah made her way up the stairs, tiptoeing as she went to avoid making any noise. As she reached the top of the stairs, she could hear Bashar humming a tune, and her heart swelled with love for him. Nailah quietly made her way to the bedroom, where she changed into her pajamas and got into bed.
She plopped in the bed, listening to the sound of the shower and Bashar's humming, she felt a sense of peace wash over her.
The faucet creaked with the stream fading away from the bathroom, "Hey Bashar " she called out softly.
"Yeah, baby?" he replied, his voice muffled by the closed bathroom door.
"I'm glad you're home," she said, her voice filled with warmth.
"Me too," Bashar replied, opening the door with a towel wrapped around his waist. He pulled up his grey sweatpants, boxers and water droplets glistened on his toned chest.
Nailah smiled as Bashar walked towards her, leaning down to give her a gentle kiss. He was dressed in grey sweatpants as they cuddled up together, she knew that everything was going to be alright. They were each other's safe haven, and nothing could ever change that.
"Do you want to fuck before bedtime hm?" She purred seductively, her hand slithering up and down his chest.
"Yes, I do."
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Nailah lay on the plush navy blue sheets, her fingers clenching the fabric above her head. Her ass curved upwards, pressing against the soft material as he held onto her hips, delivering fast and rough thrusts from behind her. His unwavering gaze locked onto her ass as he smacked it, leaving Nailah gasping and moaning. Her eyes fluttered closed as she cried out, "Oh, fuck!" His pace never faltered, delving deeper with each movement, and the sight of her body made him yearn to release himself inside her.
She gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets until they turned red. Each forceful thrust caused her nipples to brush against the fabric. "Is this pussy all mine?" he groaned, his addiction to her body evident. "Yes, it's all yours," she moaned, her inner walls clenching around him as he smacked her rear. Pleasure and pain mingled in her cries. He persisted without mercy, causing the bed to creak beneath them.
Hiding her face in the plush cushion, her legs shook uncontrollably as he embraced her tightly. The pillow was damp with a mixture of tears and saliva as a guttural sound escaped her lips. "Oh, fuckk!" she exclaimed. her body in need for release. He could feel her walls tightening around him, signaling her impending orgasm. "I'm cumming.." she mewled, he quickened his pace, determined to give her the release she craved. With one final thrust, she let out a scream as her juices oozed onto his dick. He followed shortly after, emptying himself inside her. He pulled slowly out of her.
He rolled off of her, pulling her close and kissing her neck softly. "I love you," he whispered, and she knew it to be true.
Nailah closed her eyes as the two of them drifted off to sleep in the navy blue sheets, "I love you too." she whispered in his ear, kissing him again.
