Page 16 of Bricked Up

CHAPTER FIVE

S aadiq tried to let Zia sleep after fucking on her since he brought her home last night and fucked her all over every inch of her crib, but he couldn’t turn her ass loose.

He didn’t know if his body was making up for lost time, if he just missed the way her pussy sucked on his dick, or if he was just that in love with her.

But since he never could get enough of Zia, he assumed it was all three.

He also assumed that that was why his head was between her legs at the moment, and his tongue had just slipped between her pussy lips.

“Mmmmm,” Zia moaned as she began to stir.

It took her a minute to wake fully, but once her mind registered that the pleasure she felt wasn’t just a dream, Zia spread her legs wider just as Saadiq’s tongue went deeper.

Slow thrusting and deep slurps had her pussy shaking and shivering with spine-tingling pleasure.

Since Saadiq already had her pussy super sensitive from screwing her into another universe and giving her so many orgasms, her body was floating toward and away from the intensity of the pleasure he was giving her.

She was already so soaked and slippery that she was spazzing with orgasms. Her whole body shook repeatedly as Saadiq’s tongue slurped, spit, sucked, and rolled all up in through her pussy.

“Yessss!” She shook as Saadiq took turns sucking on her clit and scooping the pussy juices onto his tongue as he rolled it back and forth through her silky walls.

Saadiq bit and tugged with mild pressure on her slippery lips and clit before he began a thrusting, rolling motion as Zia grabbed the mattress with one hand and a pillow with her other.

She worked and rolled her pussy into his mouth and humped his face as her whole body began shaking.

“Ohhhhh, shittt! Saadiqqq!” She screamed as Saadiq held her thighs against her face and ate her like he was a dying man who needed every drop of the slick, sticky honey she produced to survive. “Fuckkkk! Yes! Yesss! I’m cummmmingg!”

The harder Zia shook, the more he tapped the waterfall of orgasmic euphoria until she couldn’t take it anymore, and she started cumming and squirting all over his tongue and face.

“Mmmmm, I fucking love how hard this pussy cums for me.” He sucked on her until she began tingling all over again as she ran from his tongue.

“Saadiqqq, I-I you’re gonna make me cum again if—shitttttt! I’m cumminnn!” She screamed while clutching his head. Shitttt!”

No sooner than Zia’s cum had fully finished coating his tongue did Saadiq shed his boxers, push her ankles up to her titties, and slide his dick deep up in her soft, fluffy, gushy pussy.

“Ohhh! Yessss!”

“Fuckkk meeee!”

Their moans of pleasure blended with each other’s as he delivered stroke after soul-shaking, fucking stroke.

Zia was so wet, and her pussy sucked his dick so hard, he had to still himself for a couple of minutes to keep from bussin’ before he wanted it.

It didn’t matter how many times he took her raw and free; each time always felt better than the last.

When the soaking wet shit started somehow feeling even better than it already had, Saadiq was about ready to say, ‘fuck it’ and tap out, happily.

But he quickly got himself together and eased in and out of Zia’s pussy nice and slow a few times before his full, body-bending strokes turned into toe-curling plunges of extremely satisfying pleasure.

Every thrusting, winding, circular motion that Saadiq blessed her with had Zia’s moans catching in her throat so much she thought she’d pass out from the way euphoric pleasure bound her to his every soul-snatching stroke.

“Yesss!” She screamed as he stretched and filled her repeatedly.

The pleasure that ripped her body and did the Tamia hustle against her clit as it sputtered and sloshed was so potent, it had Zia’s eyes rolling to the back of her head, the shit felt so good.

Her coochie clenched and released as his balls slapped against her pussy just right as he tore up her G-Spot and clit.

The unexplainable orgasmic bliss was more than she could handle, and she came screaming his name.

“Saadiqqqq! I’m cumminnnnn!”

“You damn right you are, and I’m right behind you, baby,” He moaned against the crook of her neck as he pummeled away while Zia kissed and sucked on his neck. “Ughhhh! Fuckkkk!” Moaning, he sprayed down her walls with his nut.

“Morning handsome,” Zia smiled as she cradled his neck with one hand and rubbed his back with the other. “Does a side of eggs, bacon, and a stack of pancakes with crispy edges and a little powdered sugar come with all that dick you just gave me?”

Saadiq chuckled, his breathing finally evened out as he pulled out, kissed Zia on the lips, and eased out of bed.

He slipped into his Converse slides and made his way toward the bathroom.

“Yup, and so does a pineapple peach mimosa, fresh strawberries, and a hot bath. And I have your Kindle charging. Just let me hop in the shower right quick, and I got you. I’m gonna cater to you all morning. ”

“Mmmm,” Zia stretched, then rolled over and followed Saadiq into the restroom. “Sounds like my kinda morning. The perfect way to start a day.”

Zia reached for a washcloth in the linen closet, cleaned herself up until she could soak and cleanse her body like she wanted to, and crawled back into bed.

After powering on the television, Zia caught up on The Chi and dozed off halfway through the second episode.

She was only asleep for twenty minutes before Saadiq woke her up and carried her to a hot bubble bath, where he served her mimosas and fresh fruit as promised while she read "Ms Mosley” by Talena Tillman.

Afterwards, Saadiq served her breakfast in bed and gave her some space to relax.

He made sure she was good before he headed into her home office to make a few calls and respond to several emails.

He wasn’t even in the office for ten minutes before Zia brought her ass in there naked and asked him to come fuck her back to sleep.

So he did. And dozed off right after her.

A few hours later, Saadiq sat on the edge of Zia’s queen-size Serta as his gaze slowly roamed over Zia’s sexy, plus-sized body.

She was lying on her stomach, snoring softly with her hair spread out against the pillow and the sheet gathered around her waist. He adored the tiger cub tattoo on her upper back, which symbolized the strength she had to figure out at a very young age.

And was still trying to figure out today.

Saadiq’s heart swelled with happiness a million times over when he looked at Zia.

Her presence in his life had been both comforting and inspiring.

He loved how hard she loved him and still loves him even though she has him at arm's length right now.

He was determined to figure out what went wrong so he could regain her trust and hear her say out loud how much she loved him.

Glancing at the diamond ring in his hand, the very same ring he’d planned to give her the night she walked out on him.

Instinctively, he’d rubbed his chest where he’d literally felt pain and panic for months after she left, and he never found out why the pain manifested itself in such a way.

He examined the flawless details so many times, comparing them to Zia’s beauty.

All night, last night, Saadiq wanted to slip the diamond on her ring finger while he fucked her into another universe, but he was terrified because he knew she’d say no because she still believed he cheated on her when he never did.

Saadiq was determined to figure out who derailed his life and happiness and why.

When the shit first went down, he didn’t give a fuck about trying to prove his innocence because he was so angry that she left and never bothered to hear his side.

He just went on about his life, kept his heart under lock and key, and used sex to hide his true emotions until he got tired of doing that.

But now that he was done being stubborn and was ready to finally stop being stupid and get Zia back, it was now more crucial than ever that he prove to the only woman in the world he loved and wanted to build a life with that he didn’t cheat then and had never cheated on her ever.

Which was a first for him because he had cheated on several of his other exes.

For a time, he even assumed his breakup with Zia was Karma, but now he wasn’t so sure. He was now more determined than ever to figure out what went wrong.

Rising from the bed, Saadiq glanced at the ring once more, then returned it to his pants pocket and went to get ready for the day.

As he retrieved his clothes from the duffel in his trunk, he had to take a minute and lean against the door frame after flashbacks of last night and early this morning caught him by the balls.

The amazing sex was blowing his mind just like it always did, and he wondered if getting so caught up in Zia all over again was a good idea.

While Saadiq felt like the sex was more than enough to want Zia back, he was in love with so much more than how many times she could make him cum.

Her drive, determination, resilience, and how much heart she had were things he’d always admired about her.