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DREAM DESIREE DAVIS | 19
My mouth falling open, no sound leaving it, feeling as if I no longer had the strength to make any noise, my nails dug into the bedsheet.
This definitely too much me, but it feels so good.
"Yah mi ooman now, yer.. gi a next man this and mi kill yuh"
Only offering my response as a nod, my eyes rolled back as he sped up his thrusts. "K-kordae.." i whimper, moving my hands to push at his lower abdomen, but he still didn't budge.
"Stop run dung big people tings"
"Cum fi me nuh pretty girl.. yah move so?" he leaned down, placing a kiss on my lips, then along my jaw to my neck.
My body shuddering as he moved his hips in a circular motion.
He delivered two rough thrusts and that's all it took to send my body over the edge, my nails digging into his back as he continued to stroke me through my orgasms.
Feeling him pull out, he groaned releasing on my stomach as I laid there trying to catch my breath.
"Let's also think about you having sex with this man after JUST meeting him"
I've know him since December.
"A the first yah see him tho. Yuh literally just pick him from the airport lastnight and him pitney dem deh pon yuh belly right now"
I'm grown.
"Happy Birthday ma" his voice pulled me from my thoughts, his lips greeting mine in yet another heated kiss we've shared since being around each other.
"Look how yuh pull up mi hair" I frown after he pulled away.
Only smiling at me as I touch my hair that I got done earlier this morning, he got off his bed, my eyes dropping to his exposed.. um—
How did that fit inside me??
Looking away quickly, my cheeks flushed as I sit up slowly, using the sheet to cover myself.
He walked to the en-suite bathroom and as soon as he was out of sight, I reach for my phone on the bedside table, opening camera to look at my appearance.
Mi done probably a go get cussing when I go home tomorrow, and he made my situation noooo better.
My fingers tracing the multiple hickeys littered from my neck to my cleavage, i sigh. Use makeup cover dem.
Getting out of bed, I join him in the bathroom hearing him in the shower. Wrapping my hair up in a high messy bun, I pull the door stepping in with him.
