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When I saw Otis calling me, I thought he was just calling to tell me goodnight, being as though it was two in the damn morning. Leave it to this nigga to come by and see me the day before the wedding. I told my girls to hold on, and I took the elevator down to the lobby. When I got outside, I saw Otis’ car parked in front of the entrance of the hotel. I w
as so mad that this nigga made me come out here when I could have been upstairs having fun. I couldn’t for the life of me understand what was so important for him to come and interrupt my night, with his selfish ass. I got inside the car on full attitude mode. I wanted him to know that I was pissed and that he was being selfish.
“What Otis?” I asked, facing him folding my arms across my chest. Taking one good look at him, I could already tell that his ass was good and high and from the way he was looking at me, I could tell he wanted to fuck. I know this nigga did not bring me down here for some dick! He slapped my arms from across my chest, and that only made me madder. I couldn’t believe I was outside in the car with this nigga when our wedding was less than twelve hours away! Didn’t he know that that was bad luck! He pulled the car around to the back of the hotel, and no one was out there. That’s when I realized that this nigga was dead ass serious. He really brought me down here for a damn quickie! You know when you get so mad that you just start fuckin crying? Well, that’s how mad I was at this point. I was crying because I was scared that something was going to go wrong from now up until tomorrow that would cause us not to get married. I believed in bad luck, so I didn’t think that it was a good idea for us to be seeing each other. Hell, it wasn’t even the night before our wedding anymore; it was actually our wedding day now because it was after midnight.
“Tisha fix your fuckin face, you acting like a spoiled brat right now,” this nigga had the nerve to say after he put the car in park.
“I wouldn’t be acting like this if you didn’t make me come down here. Otis, I’m not about to argue with you right now, so just drive back around and let me get out,” I told him, turning back around in my seat. Hopefully he would get the hint and drive me back to the front of the hotel.
“Who said anything about arguing? I just wanna fuck,” this nigga said, pulling off his tan Burberry shirt, leaving him in his polo tank; I could see his muscles flexing. Damn, he looked so sexy, but I needed to think logically right now. I had to find a way to get out of this car and back upstairs to my party.
“Baby really? You couldn’t wait until tomorrow?” I asked him, trying to stall because I was dead ass about to make a run for the door. I swear I was.
“Nope,” he said, then got out and went around the car. That was my cue to try and climb over to the driver side door and run from his side. As soon as I tried to get my other leg around, I felt Otis’ strong arms grab me by my waist, and I was pulled into him.
“Where the fuck did you think your ass was going?” he asked me, laughing and holding me into the air.
“I swear your ass play too damn much,” I said, looking at him.
“Do this feel like I’m fuckin playing right now?” he asked, pulling my closer; I could feel how hard his dick was. I hated to deny my man sex, so I went against my better judgment and wrapped my arms around his neck while he still held me up. This was my problem right here–I couldn’t seem to say no to his ass.
“You knew you wanted some dick in the first place,” he said, reaching around me with his arm to open up the passenger side door to sit me down.
“I did, but I could have waited until after the wedding,” I said, smirking at him. Shit, if I was able to get up this morning and not jump on the dick, then I was probably good to ride the rest of the day out as well.
He pulled me closer to him by my waist and started kissing me all over my neck. The way his soft, full lips were damaging my neck was feeling unbelievable. I felt as if I was going to cum, just from getting my neck sucked; that’s how good that shit was feeling. Eventually, he stopped kissing my neck and went to lift my dress up over my ass. I watched as he looked around to make see if anyone was outside; once he was sure that we were the only ones out there, he pushed my legs open and placed soft kisses along my inner thighs. Once I felt his juicy lips kiss my opening, I threw my head back, enjoying the feeling.
“Shit,” I said, wiping the sweat that had begun to form on my top lip. I held his head with the back of my hand and slowly grinded my pussy into his face.
“Hmmm baby,” I moaned out loud. The whole time Otis was eating me, he kept his glare on me, and that was only driving me crazier. It’s like he wanted to see the look on my face when I came, to know that he was doing his job the right way. My stare matched his and the way he was pulling on my clit, I knew that at any moment I was going to cum.
“Ohhh…ohhhh …fuckkkkkk!” I yelled as I started cumming. I watched on as Otis lapped up all of my juices and I lay there as limp as a rag doll. I swear, head makes me tap out every time.
“Turn around girl,” Otis said, already with his dick in his hands. I already knew that he was about to bless me with this dick down, and I couldn’t wait to feel him all the way up inside of me. Slowly, I got up from out of the chair and turned around like I was told. I placed my right knee on the chair while I kept my left leg on the ground. I put a deep arch in my back, but as soon as he slid all 10 inches inside of me, I tried to sit up a little bit.
Normally, Otis would get on me about that, but instead he just gave me deep strokes, hitting my G-spot hard as fuck each time. I was literally so fuckin wet that I could feel my juices dripping down from my leg. I got a hold of the driver’s seat and started fuckin back. Every time I would throw my ass back, he would catch it and hit me with a death stroke, but I was taking that shit like a fuckin pro.
“Shit baby, make me remember why I wanted to marry your fine ass,” this shit talking ass nigga said, slapping me twice on my ass.
I started fuckin back, like I had a point to prove or some shit. I was not about to let this nigga out fuck me so he could clown me after he was finished.
“Ohhh shitttt babbbyy righhht thereee...I’m cummmiinnn!” I yelled, because this nigga was deep in my guts. I felt at any moment now that his dick would come from out of my damn throat. He was hitting that spot like only he could.
No matter how hard I tried to out fuck him, I just couldn’t because he knew just the spot to hit that would cause my ass to start running from the dick. The way he was sliding my body up and down on his dick so roughly was driving me crazy. He somehow managed to turn me around, and I was able to keep the dick inside of me. Here I was, outside letting my nigga fuck my brains out without a care in the fuckin world. At that moment, our bodies became one. Fuckin at the same space; it was just beautiful.
“Oooohh babbbyy righhht thereee,” I moaned, trying to lift my ass up so that I wouldn’t soak up the seats, but he held me tight by my waist and wouldn’t let me get up. “Babbbyy stoppp I don’t wanna cummm in the seatssss,” I moaned out, pushing at his chest with my hands.
“Let me worry about these seats, you just take this dick” he told me, sucking on my breast, and I did just that and was cuming a few seconds later.
“Fuck girl,” Otis grunted, and I knew that he had came inside of me. I laid there spent, trying to catch my damn breath. I swear I felt like I had just ran a damn race, fuckin around with Otis’ ass.
“I love you baby, I can’t wait to see your sexy ass walking down that aisle tomorrow,” he said, kissing me after I had gotten my breathing under control.
“I love you too baby,” I said, blushing.
We fixed each other up, and Otis drove back around to the front of the hotel so I could get out.
“Tell them strippers that they can take they asses home now. You need to get inside that bed and take your ass to sleep. We got a big day in the morning,” Otis said, squeezing my thigh.
