"Mmm just like that." Isaiah moaned, I bounced up and down on him, with no emotion. He was not satisfying me, I had to fake moan with this nigga.
His fingernails sunk into my soft skin. I just don't understand how you have so much dick but don't know how to use it.
"I'm finna cum baby." He warned me, at this point, I'm finna just hop off him cause this nigga be tryna shoot the club up and I don't want kids with him or kids at all.
"Cum for me baby." I purred, setting my hand on his chest.
"Ahhhhh shit!" He moaned like a girl, I jumped off him so fast. He shot his cum on the white sheets.
"You good baby?" He asked and I mentally rolled my eyes.
No, I'm not.
Does it look like I'm good?
I didn't even orgasm.
"Yeah um I need a minute." I cleared my throat, reaching for my Versace robe. I wish I had someone that could make me cum. I don't even remember the last time I had a really good orgasm. It was annoying and very frustrating. I went outside to stand on the patio.
I got tired of using the rose toy. I wanna feel the real thing. Don't get me wrong Isaiah is a good guy, he just isn't good in bed. I think what attracted me to him was the way he could eat pussy. After a while, he started getting bad at it.
Nothing about him turned me on any more. He wasn't ugly either, he was actually handsome. He was tall, with brown skin, and he had a pretty smile. He just couldn't fuck me right.
I stared at the horizon to see the sun setting and hearing the waves. This was supposed to be a romantic getaway and my boyfriend wasn't doing anything romantic. Our friends David and Olivia had come with us on this trip too, they were married.
I wish I could get like them. Isaiah doesn't look at me the same. You can tell when someone is in love with you by the way they look at you. Zay pays me no attention. He looks at me so different.
