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“I’m not worried. I’m on birth control, so fill this pussy up.”

Solo slid in and out of me until my body trembled and I released all over him. I thought he would allow me time to catch my breath, but instead, he flipped us so that I was on the bed and he was on top.

“Lay on your stomach for me, mamas.”

I eagerly obliged and turned on my stomach. The moment he slid inside, I gasped and gripped the sheets.

“Fuck, this pussy got a hold on a nigga. Why is your pussy so good, Honey Bee? Huh?”

Solo got into a squat position and gripped my hair while he stroked me. I opened my legs wider to give him more access, and I could feel my stomach tighten.

“Ugh, yes, baby. Let me in this mothafucka. Shiittt.”

“I’m about to cum, again,” I whined as my muscles contracted around him and my juices seeped onto the sheets.

Solomon smacked my ass to signal for me to lift up. I already knew what he wanted, so I got into position and placed my face into the pillow with my ass tooted up in the air.

“Yes, just like that. Don’t you fuckin’ move,” he commanded.

I waited for him to enter me, but instead, I felt his long tongue slide between my cheeks. I tensed up for a moment, then relaxed as he licked me clean. When his tongue slid between my lower lips and entered my hole while his thumb stroked my asshole, I thought I had died and went to Heaven.

I tried my best to keep my balance, but it was easier said than done. All I could do was moan as my body became overwhelmed with pleasure. The sound of him moaning and grunting while he devoured me sent me over the edge, and before I knew it, I was cumming.

“Ahh,” I yelped when he sat on his knees and pushed his thick dick inside of me.

“I love you so fuckin’ much, Honey Bee. I swear to God I do.” Solo declared as he fucked me into a state of delirium.

“You’re so fucking perfect. Do you know that? Huh?”

I opened my mouth to respond, but nothing audible came out.

“Answer me,” he demanded, smacking my ass without letting up on his strokes.

“I-I know. Oh, yes! I love you, baby,” I screamed.

“Shit! I’m about to nut.”

“Give it to me, daddy.” I wildly bounced my ass on his dick until he released every drop inside my walls. My body gave out on me as I dropped to the bed.

“Get up. I can see your eyes getting heavy, but it’s late for all of that. We have plans. I don’t want to hear anything about you being sleepy because it’s not my fault you wouldn’t stay off my dick.”

When he pulled the covers off me, I wanted to fuss, but the other part of me was curious to see what he planned.

“Can’t I sleep for twenty minutes? It’s gonna take you that long to take a shower anyway.” I reasoned with my lip poked out. Solo leaned forward so that his body hovered above mine.

“You’re so fuckin’ beautiful,” he whispered as he leaned down to kiss me. A simple kiss turned into a passionate makeout session, and I was ready for round whatever it was.

“Unt unh. I can see you plottin’ and it’s not gonna happen. We have a schedule to adhere to, and you’re not about to have us late.” He pecked my lips a few more times before he finally got out of the bed. I meant what I said about the twenty-minute nap, but my man had other plans as he snatched the blanket off me and grabbed me by my ankle.

“Ahh! Baby, what the hell!” I giggled so hard it turned into a full-on snort.

My bare ass slid across the cool sheets. Once I was within reach, Solo picked me up and tossed me over his shoulders. I wrapped my arms around him and rained kisses all over his face. I spent the entire week questioning whether he could still love me after everything that happened, and he proved once again that I was safe with him.

We made love in the shower and then got dressed for the day. I kept it simple with a red, black, and white flannel top, a white tank top, black leggings, and some black boots. The weather was a little chilly, but not cold enough for a coat or sweater.

I sat at the kitchen island and watched my man cook breakfast for the two of us as I stared at him with stars in my eyes. I could tell I made him nervous because he would pause and glance over at me curiously.

“Why do you keep looking at me like that?”