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“Then you’re mistaken. I’m not asking my nanny to accompany me. I’m asking my wife.” Before she can protest the label, I crush her lips, sighing at the first touch of her surrender.
I love when she fights me during our kisses, but this is also pleasant. More than pleasant. As she opens herself, welcoming my tongue, her moans and her nails digging into my nape are just as sexy as her trying to dominate me. I keep my pace languid, wanting to draw this out as long as possible. What use is air when I have her to fill my lungs and give me life?
With slow and assured steps, I walk her to an empty expanse of wall. I lift her until she wraps her legs around me, and I take her mouth again.
Zakiya winds her hips, caressing my cock through my pants.
I grab her hips, directing her movements and ensuring maximum friction as she rubs her pussy against me. Her breathing deepens, becoming another symphony to my ears. Small pleas of not getting enough and needing more spur me to fulfill her desires.
“Mmm Sansone.” A sound and a word become her mantra as I slide her against me. The frequency decreases and the nature of her breathing grows heavier and more pronounced. With her arms clutching my neck and her almost unintelligible speech, she won’t need much more stimulation for a perfect orgasm.
“There you are!” A loud voice cracks the almost-climax between us.
I drop my head on Zakiya’s shoulder and growl my frustration in her ear. “Tell me whoever interrupted us is disposable for you.”
She chuckles.
“You find our situation funny?” I growl.
I didn’t get a release and the only thing worth going without coming is watching my woman crest and seeing the beauty of her completely engrossed in pleasure where none of her worries touch her. But some busybody has done the unthinkable. My rage increases exponentially and I’m about to blow my lid on an unsuspecting woman until Zakiya caresses my face. My thoughts scatter to the winds, and she consumes my attention.
“Seriously, can you hurry whatever this is up? I have plans to discuss with my girl.”
Based on the annoying lack of self-awareness on this stranger’s part, I’d guess she’s the same woman who upbraided Aurelio.
“So is it a no on disappearing her for getting between us and our one-on-one time together?”
“And I thought this was a tactic so I don’t challenge you calling me your wife.”
“Two things can be true at once. Finding creative ways to shut you up is fast becoming a favorite pastime of mine. Then there’s the fact I get to hold you like this.” I squeeze her ample ass, loving that it overflows my hands.
“Hellooo! Zakiya, I know this is probably the first dick you’ve ridden this hard, but?—”
“Silence!” I raise my voice to talk over the Dory woman. Reluctantly, I pull away from Zakiya, making sure she has her bearings before releasing her.
I glance at my hands, squeezing them rhythmically, keenly feeling the absence of her body in their emptiness.
“I know this random asshole who showed up out of nowhere isn’t telling me what to do.” The woman glares at me as if nothing about me is intimidating.
Who the hell does Zakiya associate with that they ignore their safety without a care?
“I’m not random. I’m her husband.”
“Sansone!” Zakiya spins around and glares at me at the same time as her friend gasps.
“Husband?” The woman turns to Zakiya. “You eloped and didn’t invite me to the wedding? Do you know how long I’ve been planning your big day?”
“Don’t listen to him. We aren’t married.” Zakiya glares at me and goes to console her friend when I’m also in need of consoling.
And in need of watching her come on my cock, but I restrain myself from pointing that out. Can’t have two unfiltered people in the same room. It might appear like I’m competing. Which I’m not.
Zakiya takes the woman I remember calling herself Max to another room, so I go back to the mayhem surrounding Jinx. Although my daughter quietly observes everyone around her, the telltale sign that she’s enjoying herself is she isn’t clutching her toy the way she does around other strangers.
One stranger sidles beside me. She’s an attractive stay-at-home mom type.
“Did Zakiya mention how much we missed Jinx the other night?”
I raise my eyebrow at her uninvited presence beside me, and the information she unintentionally provides. So the night Zakiya drugged me it was to come here.
