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ft my face, and he bends down to meet my lips. Sparks come to life inside me. I wrap my arms his neck and slip my tongue into his mouth as he slowly navigates the hallway. He opens the door to his room, sets me on the floor and closes the door behind him. We quickly shed our clothes. He pulls my hair tight, and I peer up at him. Our lips meet, and our tongues tease as he walks me backward to the bed. I sink onto the bed and grip his base and suck his balls into my mouth. He throws his head back and gives a muffled groan.

“Careful. If you get too loud, I’ll have to stop.”

“You do that, and I’ll spank that thick ass of yours.”

The words spread heat throughout my body. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep.”

His eyes darken with lust. “Give me that ass and find out.” His voice is gravelly and smoky. I release his head with a pop and assume the position on my hands and knees. My belly tightens with anticipation the walls of my pussy flex. He lightly scrapes his nails over my ass. “I been daydreaming of burying my face and my cock in this for months.” He delivers a sharp blow, and I jump. I think it’s time I make good on my promise to experience everything you have to offer.”

“Houston,” her voice wavers.

He nips her ass and kisses it better. “Don’t worry I’m going to make it good for you.”

“I- I’ve never done that.”

“Good. I like being your first.”

He buries his face between my cheeks priming me as he teases my puckered rosette. Tendrils of pleasure shot through my body. My nipples turned to stone, and something moves low in my belly. The unusual sensation steals the breath from my lungs. I rock back into him. “That’s it. Let me play with your ass.” He plunges his tongue inside, and I cry out in scandalized pleasure. This tongue lashing is almost too intimate and sinfully naughty.

He slips a hand between my legs and rubs my swollen bundle of nerves. I come, hard, burying my face into pillows to keep from being heard. I vaguely register the nightstand opening and lube being squeezed out.

“It’s going to be a little cool.” He spreads the lube around my hole. “I need you to stay relaxed for me baby, just like you are now.” He presses a finger slowly into my ass. I tense as the ring of muscles protests. “Easy baby.” Spread your legs.” He slips between my thighs and licks my clit as he pushes slowly inside my ass. I relax, and he gets knuckle deep.

I exhale, and he pulls out and pushes back in. This new friction is delicious

“So full,” I whimper.

“It’s going to get even better.” He returns to eating me out, and I’m rocking against his tongue as he fucks me with his finger. He eases in two fingers, and I swear I can feel every inch of them. The intensity has me gasping for breath. I can’t decide if it’s a good intense or a bad one yet. An orgasm slams into me.

An explosion rocks my body, and he continues to lap at me like a dehydrated man at an oasis.

“We’re going to work our way up to more, but you did do good, Kitten.” He moves from underneath me and slides behind, pulling me back to chest. His hard cock slips inside my sensitive core, and I relax into him as he loves me slow and thorough.

***

I’m still floating on cloud nine as I arrive at my house after a long day of work. I was happy before, but now I feel complete. Houston makes me feel whole. My life is fuller for the love we share. The years alone were instrumental in preparing me to be ready. I had to learn who I was and find my worth.

I would never put up with the bullshit from Tony today. Back then, I couldn’t see how screwed up the situation I lived in was. I put the car in park and exit, eager for the weekend to start. I’m going to change into comfy clothes and meet up with Efia for dinner. I walk up the stairs, and I spot an all too familiar person sitting in front of my door.

Am I hallucinating? I blink. It’s like I thought this nightmarish situation into existence. Time’s been kind. His angular face is more defined, and he’s grown a goatee.

“Anthony?”

He looks up and rises to his feet.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I ask.

“I’m here to talk.”

“There’s not a damn thing you need to say to me other than goodbye. You can walk off this property, or I can have you removed.” I cross my arms beneath my chest to keep from hauling off and decking him.

“I see Houston didn’t tell you.”

“Don’t you say his name. You lost that privilege years ago.”

“Did Rain?”

“Of course, you and that treacherous bitch would still be in cahoots.”