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She wrapped her mouth around me and I closed my eyes, groaned, “Okay, baby. Because you know…I…love…you.”
“Mm-hmm,” she hummed, as she slid me in and out of her mouth.
“Damn—shit!” I yelled, sitting up and looking down at her, placing my hand on her head. “Baby?”
She didn’t answer. Well, I guess she couldn’t answer, because she was too busy making my toes curl. And my ass forgot what I was going to say anyway.
She pleased the hell out of me for several minutes before she stood, pushed me onto my back, and straddled me, using her hand to guide me into her hot, dripping wetness. I grabbed her hips, holding her still while I thrusted upward. She leaned forward, her hands on my chest as she kissed me, pulling my bottom lip into her mouth and biting down on it. I winced, reached around and gripped her ass, and she winced.
As I slid inside of her, hard, I said, “You didn’t tell me you loved me back.”
She closed her eyes, moaning, “I couldn’t at that moment, but you know I do.”
I flipped us over so that I was on top, plunged into her, and said, “But you can say it now.”
“Oooooh, shit…you know I love you, baby.”
I plunged deeper. “Then say it.”
She opened her eyes. “R-R-Ryan…I just did.”
I slid my hand between us and found her clit. “Say it again.”
“Shit! Damn! I love you! I love youuuuuuu!”
She shuddered and went limp with me following closely behind her, and as I rolled over onto the bed beside her, I said, “That’s more like it.”
37
“You look so good, we might not make it through this date,” he whispered in my ear.
We were at Coda, in our favorite corner booth for that week’s R&B night performance by Leon Bridges, and Ryan had already dropped his hand under the table into my lap.
“As much as you paid for these tickets? Plus, we did it twice before we left, once in the shower.”
“That’s not my fault.”
“How is that when you initiated both times?”
He grinned as he moved his hand to unwrap his napkin. I knew what was coming next and tried to tell myself I didn’t want it to happen, but myself wasn’t trying to hear that lie.
“It’s not my fault, because you shouldn’t be so sexy, fine, hot…” He leaned in closer and gently nipped my neck. “Wanna go to the bathroom and handle some business?”
I shook my head. “No, I wanna see this show, so whatever you’re gonna do, you’ll have to do it right here.”
“Mm, I told you you were a freak. If I please you right here, are you gonna please me right here, too?”
“No.”
He spread the napkin in my lap, probably appearing to anyone looking at us to be nothing more than a very attentive mate, not a public coochie slayer. As he slid his hand under the napkin and into my panties, he asked, “Why?”
I sucked in a breath and closed my eyes. “Because—”
“Angela?”
My eyes popped open. “B-Benny?”
Any decent person would’ve stopped what they were doing, but just like in the case with the waiter, Ryan’s indecent ass kept stroking me, making it hard for me to keep my eyes open and focused on my ex.
