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“Ray…” I groaned.
“Lil, you…you’re with him? You just…I know it’s been a couple months since we last spoke, but you already moved on?” Marlon looked absolutely flabbergasted as he stared at me.
Ray stepped to the left, blocking Marlon’s view of me. “Motherfucker, I said don’t talk to her. I also answered that question for you. She’s mine. Get the fuck on before I lose my got damn temper.” To emphasize his point, he shoved Marlon backward and shut the door in his face, locking it.
“Ray—”
“Ray nothing. Go back upstairs, Lilith,” this crazy man interrupted me.
“But—”
He grabbed my ass cheeks with both his hands, pulling me into a deep kiss before grasping my hand and saying, “Come upstairs and give me some pussy.”
Of course, my dick-struck ass complied.
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This man wanted to fuck all the time.
Maybe it was his age? I wasn’t sure. It’d been a long while since I’d had sex with someone in their twenties, and back then, I was in my twenties, too, and had more stamina. While my sex drive was currently through the roof, I was still older and quicker to give out, but exhausted or not, I wasn’t turning that dick down.
Ever.
Never ever.
So…there I was on my knees in the bed, my face smashed into a pillow, Ray’s hand pressing against my back as he literally assaulted my pussy. Before him, I had no idea I liked it this rough or this nasty. He could go for a long time, but he was speeding tonight because we were supposed to be getting ready for my daddy’s big birthday party. My bra was on, my panties crumpled in my hand because he’d attacked me before I could put them on.
“Ohhhhh!” I screamed. “You killing this pussy!”
He let out a grunt, smacked my left ass cheek, and fucked me harder, faster, deeper. My pussy quivered, immense pleasure pouring over me like electricity mixed with warm, soothing water. I moaned into the pillow, tears wetting the pillowcase as he somehow thrusted faster until his movements became jerky and artless.
When he fell onto my body, he breathed, “This pussy got mind control over me or something. I can’t think of shit else.”
I totally understood the feeling.
I really and truly did.
“Frankie King. Nice to meet you, young man!” Lilith’s father boomed. He was a big man, wide and a couple inches shorter than my six-three. Salt and pepper hair cut low, nice burgundy suit on—dude looked good for his age. Lilith had his big-ass forehead. Side note: big foreheads on women turn me the fuck on.
Real bad.
Taking his proffered hand, I smiled. “Ray Nation. Great to finally meet you, sir. You’ve raised quite a woman here. Lilith is special.”
The older man who also shared eyes with my woman grinned. “The credit goes to her mama, my Kola. Lilly is the most like her out of my girls. She’s smart, sweet most of the time, but there’s some fire in her, too.”
“Oh, I know,” I said with a chuckle. I could feel Lilith gawking at me but didn’t look at her. I knew she wasn’t used to this version of me, but damn! She could’ve at least played it off.
“I bet,” the older gentleman said with a chuckle. “Let me introduce you to my wives. Gotta go get them. I’ll be right back.” Then, he left us.
I squeezed Lilith’s hand and whispered, “Would you stop staring at me like that? Shit!”
“Oh, there he is. For a minute, I thought you were a clone or something,” she quipped.
“I ain’t one-dimensional. You should realize that by now. I kill niggas, I fuck good, I?—”
“Never mind. Uh, you think I could be detached from you long enough to mingle on my own? I promise to behave.”
“Absolutely not in that dress which, by the way, you’re wearing the shit out of. You look good enough to fuck, but then again, you always look good enough to fuck. Red is your color, baby.”
