Page 23 of The Plus One

She continued laughing. I tapped her thigh, “turn yo ass over.”

She smirked and nodded flipping over and arching her back perfectly. I mean her arch was so good I knew this round wasn’t finna last long.

I slapped her ass cheek before biting her ass causing her to yelp. She looked over her shoulder and I dropped my face to her ass to enjoy another meal. I licked her ass then laid down in a sniper position to eat that pussy. I watched as she grabbed the pillow.

“Ace. You so nasty. F-Ffffuck.”

“Mmmmhmmm.” I moaned into her ass licking her from the front to the back before coming up for air. I put the condom on my dick before sliding back inside a place that was quickly starting to feel like home.

For the rest of the night I fucked the shit outta Kema until she tapped out.

Four

Kema

I woke up with a headache. An arm around my waist. And something hard poking me in my ass. I kept my eyes closed. Maybe if I didn’t open them, I could pretend I was still asleep. Because the second I woke up, thoughts of last night hit me in waves.

Ace bringing me home. Us sitting in my kitchen eating sandwiches. Him admitting he’d always thought I was attractive. Me kissing him. Him trying to stop me. Me assuring him I was sober. Then… Jesus.

I squeezed my eyes shut tighter. I’d never experienced blacking out during sex, but when that man made me squirt, I saw white spots and apparently went straight to sleep afterward. Damn. Ace had some good dick.

Like hide in his bushes good. Dick was so good I told him to nut in me. He had the kind of dick that made you wake up the next morning reconsidering your morals. After last night, I was sure my mama raised a HOE. Unfortunately, my morals weren’t the problem.

The problem was that this should’ve never happened. And it damn sure couldn’t happen again. I slowly lifted Ace’s arm from around my waist. “I’m up, Kema.”

I froze. Shit. Now this was going to be awkward.

“You good?”

“Ummm…yeah.” I cleared my throat. “I was just getting up to shower.”

“Okay.”

Okay? That was it? I slowly turned my head. Ace was lying behind me with his eyes still closed, looking entirely too comfortable in my bed. The sheet rested low around his waist. His locs were messy from sleep and he had one arm tucked underneath the pillow. A smug little smirk tugged at his lips. That told me he knew damn well I was staring. “See something you like?”

I averted my eyes, “nope.”

His eyes opened. “Damn. So we lying first thing in the morning?”

“I wasn’t looking at you.”

“You turned all the way around.”

“I was checking to see if you were awake.”

“I told you I was awake.”

I hated him. I sat up and immediately regretted it when my head started pounding. “Ooh.”

Ace sat up. “You good?”

“Just a headache.”

“That’s what happens when you drink lemon drops like water.”

“Please don’t start.”

“I was just saying baby girl.”