Page 11 of Emani's Way

I run my nose up and down and all around her sweet lower lips. I mercilessly lick and tease her while I stroke my cock. I’m doing my best not to rush and plunge myself in her slick heat, but I’m too close to cumming.

“You ready, pretty girl?” My voice is deep and husky. It’s nearly unrecognizable.

“Yes,” Emani breaths out.

She’s so fucking sexy as she writhes and wiggles around on the bed. Her small hands are balled in the sheets, and goosebumps cover her beautiful dark brown skin.Fucking irresistible.

I kiss my way back up her luscious curves, and I slide inside my new heaven.

“Ohhh,” we groan in unison.

I have to pause for a minute just so I don’t lose my shit and pound into her like I’m a lunatic. I take a deep breath and start slowly thrusting my hips. My eyes slam shut at the sensation of having Emani wrapped so tightly around me.Damn! Fuck! Shit! Don’t cum yet. Don’t be a two minute man, Maddox! Keep your shit together!

After my pep talk, I was able to speed up my pace and show Emani why she would never regret coming home with me on the first night. Besides, we’ll have many nights after this to do it nice and slow.

“Maddox! Oh my… it feels so gooood,” Emani loudly moans as she scratches the hell out of my back.

The burn of her nails tearing into my skin spurs me on. I’m known to like a little pain with my pleasure, and the way Emani is digging into my back is making me harder than ever.

“Fuck, baby. Your pussy feels so good. Take this dick! Tell me how good it is.” I don’t even let Emani answer as I pound into her. I flip our bodies so Emani is on top. “Ride me baby, ride this dick.”

Emani throws her head back, and her hands are planted on my chest. I place my hands on her hips and move her roughly on my dick. I want her to know exactly how I like it.

“It’s so good, baby. You’re gonna make me cum. Ohhhh!” Emani holds the word on a scream that will surely have my neighbors calling the cops, but my masculine pride won’t let me give a fuck.

I hold out for as long as I can while Emani’s whole body shakes. I sit up and squeeze her to my chest as she rides the high of her orgasm.

Her body feels so good against mine, and the sound of her moans turns me on so much that my eyes slam shut, and I tightly clench my jaw.

“Fuuuuckk, stop baby. Don’t move,” I hiss out. I wanted to make this first round unforgettable and long lasting, but I’m about to explode.

“I can’t stop moving. It feels too fucking good,” Emani whines as she picks up the pace.

Her dirty words and sensual movements have me losing control, and my thrusts falter. I begin to wildly buck my hips as I pound into Emani’s perfect pussy. I roar so loud I feel like I’m going to go hoarse. I damn near black when my orgasm hits. The sensations are so amazing.

“Fuck! You’re definitely a goddess!” I kiss Emani’s lips, her face, and the side of her neck. I kiss her anywhere I can.She’s so fucking sexy.

“And you, sir, are what I least expected.” Emani smiles at me with a glazed, satisfied expression, and again, I swell with pride.

After we clean up a little and I dispose of the condom, we cuddle like we’ve been together for years. We go a few more rounds before we wear ourselves out and began to talk.

We talked for a while, and I’m not surprised she’s an Art teacher. We talk about our careers and a little about our hobbies before Emani drifts off to sleep.

“Sweet dreams, Sugar.” I have a smile on my face when I finally fall asleep because I can’t wait to wake up and do it all over again.

However, when I’m awakened by the light of day that slips through my curtains, I realize that I’m alone in the bed. But not just the bed, I’m alone period.Emani is gone!

***

The week has been grueling, but being busy has kept my mind from wandering to the beauty that left me high and dry in my bed. Although I haven’t had much time during the day to think about Emani, she has taken over my dreams every night since we met.

I’ve woken up with a hard-on every day this week. It makes my morning run uncomfortable as fuck. The flashes of our incredible night together run on a loop through my brain, and no matter what I do, I can’t shake them.

I still don’t know why she left without saying anything. Our chemistry was off the fucking charts, and I was damned near planning my proposal. Emani didn’t strike me as a one-night-stand type of woman, but obviously, I was mistaken.

Still, I can’t help but wonder if something happened that I didn’t catch. Was she uncomfortable? Did I push her too fast, too soon? No. Emani definitely enjoyed herself.

We were cuddling, for fuck’s sake. I never fucking cuddle. But with her, I did. I wanted to get to know Emani. I wanted to actually go on a date. But she left.