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“Naw, the question is, are you gone let me? Don’t come in here if you havin’ second thoughts, shorty,” he said smoothly.

He was giving me an out, a chance to change my mind before we got too deep, and I didn’t hesitate, knowing I’d find some reason to take my scary ass back to my own villa, when I didn’t really have one.

The kids were still with Maagic, and it would be crazy not to take this opportunity that was literally staring me in the face.

My feet were moving before I even processed the thought.

When I reached Cruz, I stood on my toes and pulled him closer so our lips could meet.

He was trying to be dry at first, barely kissing me back, even as he drew me into his villa, pressing me against the door once it was closed behind us.

I massaged his tongue with mine, feeling his hardening dick on my stomach.

Finally allowing himself to let go, he lifted me off my feet, and I instinctively wrapped my legs around him, cheering on the inside as he walked us to his bed.

He laid me down in a way that had him pressed flush against my throbbing center, and I moaned at the pressure, clit already sensitive to the touch.

Cruz lifted enough to reach between my legs, thumbing my clit as he slipped his thick fingers inside me. “Damn, all this for me, baby?”Amused, he brought his fingers up so I could see my juices before he sucked them clean.

“Don’t play, Cruuuuuz! ” My voice came out in a whiny pitch that I didn’t even recognize. I wanted this man bad, bad. It had been months of sexual tension and denying how I felt, so while I was putting my inhibitions aside, I needed him to give me the orgasm I was craving.

Instead of giving in, he pulled his body further away, pulling me up too, and pecking my lips before I could protest. “I want it just as bad as you Key, but I want every part of you open to me. I’m tryna enjoy your whole body, and you need to be naked for that.

” As he spoke, he untied the knot in my robe and let it slip from my shoulders.

Next came my gown, leaving me completely naked aside from the tiny boy shorts I wore.

His eyes gleamed like he wasn’t staring at a small set of B cups that weren’t as perky as they’d been seven years ago.

I wasn’t ashamed of the changes my body had undergone after the twins, but I was realistic about them.

One pregnancy had basically deflated them back to my pre-teen years and made my areolas, along with my nipples, larger and darker in the process.

Cruz didn’t care about any of that. He dipped his head, flickering his tongue over one nipple while pinching the other before alternating in a way that had my back arching.

He slid his hand up my neck, squeezing lightly as he forced me back against the mattress while he explored my body with his tongue and inched my panties off.

By the time he reached my bald mound, my heart was pounding in anticipation.

I raised my hips and opened my legs wider, and he let out a chuckle. “Don’t be rushing me, shorty?—”

“Cruz, if you don’t suck my pussy right fucking now, I’m gonna explode!” I glared down at him, only to be met with that same cocky ass smirk that had been driving me crazy since I’d met him.

“That’s right, tell me what you want me to do to this pretty ass pussy,” his mannish ass encouraged. “Keep that shit up.” He bit his lip and slowly dropped his head so I could feel his breath on me, still teasing.

“Put your mouth on me—” My sentence was cut short as he finally sucked my clit in his mouth. “Oh fuck.”

Cruz alternated between suckling and rotating his tongue with a teasing grunt. “Mmhmm,” he goaded when I started grinding against his face, thirsty for the orgasm I felt coming on.

“Don’t stop, baaaaby !” I caressed his head as I lifted off the mattress, feeding him my pussy.

“I’m coming! Fuuuck, I’m coming!” The announcement only made Cruz go harder.

He stayed right on my clit, applying just the right amount of pressure before adding one finger, then another.

My stomach instantly caved in as the orgasm that had been building shot out of me.

“You a squirter too! Ohh, fuck!” I could hardly hear him over the ringing in my ears. I was still trying to ride out the violent quivering, which he wasn’t helping by continuing to assault my pussy.

“Cruuuz, pleeeaaase!” I begged even as I felt myself on the verge of exploding again.

A string of unintelligible profanities flew from my mouth, and I squeezed Cruz’s head between my thighs, but he didn’t let up.

It wasn’t until a stream of my juices splashed into his face that he pulled away, leaving me writhing.

I closed my eyes and tried to steady my breathing, already missing Cruz’s touch but too preoccupied with regaining control of my body to see where he’d gone.

I didn’t have to wonder for long though, because seconds later, I felt the bed dip under his weight, and he was hovering over me.

He trailed kisses from my shoulder to my collarbone as I rolled onto my back to receive him.

“Keyani,” he murmured into my neck, settling comfortably between my legs.

His dick was already poking at my center, and despite the two earth-shattering orgasms I’d barely recovered from, my hungry pussy was already trying to clench at him.

“Hmm?”

“I’m bouta fuck the shit out you. Okay?” he said, smoothing my braids back soothingly, and I licked my dry lips with a nod.

I was shook, but I damn sure wanted it, and I knew he’d deliver.

He stared down into my face as he inched inside me and stuck his tongue in my mouth when he noticed me wincing.

It had been a while since I’d had any type of penetration, and I couldn’t remember anybody being as blessed as Cruz was in the dick department.

His kiss distracted me enough that he was able to work his way inside me completely, dropping his head with a hiss. “Shit, Keyani, baby.”

I’d never been the type that felt any type of way about a nigga talking while we fucked, but everything out of his mouth had me overly hot and bothered.

His words had me squeezing my muscles around him, ready to hear more.

He latched onto my neck, sucking like he was trying to put a passion mark on me as he thrust his hips slowly and long.

The spacious room filled with our moans and the sound of my pussy gushing. My body tingled from my head down to my toes, and I kissed him sloppily. “You bouta make me bust shorty, you gotta stop choking my dick like this.”

“Mmmm, nut in this pussy then,” I cooed, squeezing him again just to see the look of pleasure on his face. Another orgasm was already creeping up on me, and I matched his strokes to help it along. “Fuuuck, Cruuuz!”

“Gaaaah damn!” he cursed as I came like a fountain, drenching us both. I was still trembling when he turned me over. “Put that ass up,” he demanded, smacking me on the butt when I didn’t move fast enough.

“Oooooh!” I didn’t think I could come anymore, but Cruz slithered his tongue up my slit as soon as I had my back arched, and I clawed at the sheet, trying to get away. He brought me right back, gripping my hips firmly.

“Naaah, don’t run, throw that shit back,” he growled, slamming into me over and over with a vicious stroke, but I did what he said, throwing my ass back into him.

“You been runnin’ all this time, keeping this good ass pussy away from me!

I oughta fuck you up.” I buried my face in his pillow as I came again, muffling the scream that erupted from me.

“That’s right, pull that nut up out me.” Cruz’s voice dropped, grip tightening around my waist as his movements became short and stiff.

Knowing he was on the brink of nutting had me going harder, winding on his dick while squeezing every time I reached the tip.

Seconds later, he was groaning, and I felt him pulsing inside me.

“Mmmm,” I sighed, finally letting my legs give out, and Cruz slid down with me, placing soft kisses on my back.

He’d delivered dick and then some, and all I wanted to do was close my eyes and enjoy the orgasmic bliss I was feeling even though I knew damn well I needed to get back to my villa before the morning.

With our bodies still pressed together, Cruz rolled us on our sides, dick growing soft inside me.

“You better pull out and flush that condom. I’m gone be mad if I gotta go fishing for it in the morning. ” I smiled lazily.

“Shiiiit what condom?” he scoffed, pulling me closer.

“Nigga, that shit ain’t funny.” Rolling my eyes behind my lids, I elbowed him and was met with a brick wall of abs.

It took me half a second to realize his ass wasn’t joking, and I shook him off me, reaching for the light on the nightstand.

“I know you fuckin’ didn’t!” My eyes narrowed to slits once my eyes landed on his bare dick that was covered in both of our nut.

“Fuck is wrong with you?”

He looked genuinely confused while I was resisting the urge to fight his ass.

The last thing I needed was to be arrested in a foreign country while I had my kids and was already going through so much, but that didn’t stop me from throwing his phone at his head.

He ducked just in time to avoid getting hit, and I searched for something else I could chuck at his ass.

“Are you fuckin’ crazy! Nigga, you fucked me raw!

Y-you nutted in me! Do I look like I’m tryna have a baby— your baby!

I don’t even know you like that! There’s no tellin’ how many bitches you out here fuckin’ without a condom! I don’t know if you got something or?—”

“The fuck, my dick probably the cleanest that ever blessed your walls baby, fuck is you talkin’ ’bout?” He mugged me, obviously insulted, but I didn’t give a fuck. I angrily snatched my panties from the floor, not trying to hear shit he was saying as I got redressed.

“How the fuck I know that! You don’t even know if I got something! I?—”

“You don’t,” he asserted, shaking his head as he stood, long dick swinging as he scooped up his shorts and stepped into them. I immediately got distracted and lost my train of thought until he pulled them up around his waist.

“You don’t know that! I could be a breeding ground of STIs and I go around infecting every man that fucks me,” I stuttered with the lie making him chuckle as he made his way over to the side of the bed I was on.

“Stop sayin’ wild shit. I know you ain’t got nothin’, and if you need me to show you I’m clean, then I can pull that shit up…

if my phone ain’t fuckin’ broke.” He tried to pull me to him, but I stepped just out of reach.

I knew I didn’t have shit, but I did want to make sure he hadn’t just burned me with his friendly dick ass.

It had been my experience that niggas rarely went to get tested and used whatever bitch they were fucking’s sexual health as a way to gauge their own, and he was likely no different.

Cruz probably hadn’t seen the inside of a doctor’s office since he got his last shots as a child.

I folded my arms and waved him off. “Show me then.” As if he believed his own damn lies, he backpedaled a few feet away and went to get his phone, but I was already calculating when or if I’d be able to get in to see my doctor.

It must not have been broken, because he came back, tapping the screen, and held it up to my face once he found what he was looking for.

I scanned the MyChart document he’d pulled up and folded my arms contritely.

It did prove what he said, but that didn’t make him any less of an asshole for fucking me without a condom, without my permission.

Plus, there was also the fact that he could’ve planted a baby in me, and neither of us wanted or needed that!

“Whatever! What you did was still careless as fuck and not to mention dangerous! I could get pregnant! Now I gotta get a Plan B and…and…” My voice trailed off as my mind flooded with the worst possible scenarios.

Cruz had taken a seat on the bed, but he tossed his phone aside and was suddenly up in my face.

“You right, I fucked up,” he admitted, successfully pulling my body into his.

“I should’ve asked you first, that’s my bad, but you gotta know I wouldn’t do shit to put either of us at risk.

On my mama, I ain’t went in nobody raw since I was a shorty.

I don’t play about my health like that, and if it makes you feel better, I’ll get you a Plan B in the morning.

Just lay your ass back down so we can get some sleep and I can fuck you again before we get on the plane.

” He looked just as sincere as he sounded, or maybe I was still a little high off coming back to back the way I had, but I allowed him to pull me back in bed with him.

I reasoned that I’d just wake up before he did and walk away having gotten everything I wanted.