Page 69 of Gang of Roses: Dice

“I’m craving you”

“Girl,” he warned.

A satisfied smile pulled at my lips, and I took him back to the throat.

“G-baby, damnnnnn shawty. That’s how you feel?” he asked, grabbing the back of my head so I could bob my head up and down on his length. I kept up with his pace, and saliva pooled in my mouth, finding its way out of the sides of my juicy lips. I was giving him that good ass sloppy top. I was confident in my game, and if you ask me, a bitch wasn’t fucking wit it. I pulled back and flicked my tongue like a man eating pussy over his pee hole and dropped my throat back down to the base. No need for a hand twist. Big mama’s throat could handle all this heavy weight.

“Mannnn…. What. The. FUCKKKK,” he growled just as hot semen slid down my throat, and I savored the taste. He grabbed the wall as if it were the only thing holding him up.

I smirked.

“So you do make noise.”

His eyes narrowed.

“Don't get cocky, G-Baby.”

“Oh, I plan to.”

The challenge hung between us like a thick cloud of smoke.

His restraint finally snapped.

He yanked me to my feet like my thick ass weighed nothing, then crushed my plush body against his hard frame. My heels barely had time to find the floor, and he was gonna buy my ass another pair if I had a crease.

His forehead rested against mine for a second.

“G-baby, I swear on me, mamas. You will have a few niggas dead eating that muthafucka like that.”

“Is that right?”

I raised a brow.

“Fuck wit it if you want.”

Before I could respond, this man picked my body up like I was a damn feather and threw me over his shoulder and slapped me so hard on the ass it not only jiggled like jam, but I knew my easy bruising ass would have a mark.

“I told you...” he said, his voice rough. “I warned you. You ain’t ready for that kind of action.”

I smiled up at him.

“And yet... here we are.”

A laugh escaped him—low, deep, and dangerous.

“You keep playing with me, and we ain't gon’ make it down this hallway. But I want that ass to keep the same energy when we get in this room.”

“I thought that's where we were headed after my magic trick.”

He gave my ass another slap.

“Bet. And with every single stroke, I want answers.”

“And I will give them. But you have to respect the ones I choose not to share. You ask about me and me only.”

I hated when he got quiet, but I was good with the waiting game.

“I can give you that.”