Page 57 of Quiet as Kept

“M’kay,” I muttered, before moaning at the sensation of him kissing lightly up my jawline.

He broke the kiss, took my hand, and led me into his bedroom. I was surprised when we walked through the space and out the French door that led to a spacious balcony. Itoverlooked a portion of the pool, and past that, all I could see was the ocean and the horizon.

“Can anybody see us out here?” I questioned, because while I could see other houses, I didn’t see any windows.

“Nah, the way this balcony is situated, it’s hidden from their view. I designed it this way, so if I ever wanted to step out here naked, I could.”

He sat down on the only chair he had out there. I straddled his lap. Taking his face in my hands, I placed a gentle kiss on his full lips.

“You’ve been more quiet than usual, Kept Boudreaux. I know your mind is probably going one thousand miles a minute. Tell me what I can do to help it slow down.”

“This.” He kissed my lips and lightly nipped the bottom one. “And thank you for offering.”

“Anytime.”

He slid his hand under my sleepshirt and discovered my surprise.

“Damn, Xa. Why’re you not wearing any panties?”

I kissed his mouth.

“Because.” I stood up.

He didn’t ask any more questions. He just pulled his shorts down and let his dick spring to life in front of me. I sat back down on his lap, slowly guiding his hardness into me.

“Ooh,” I moaned, fighting to keep my eyes open so I could watch his face morph into a picture of satisfaction. “You’re perfect.”

“Oh yeah?” He grinded up slowly while I grinded down slowly, and the friction we created was paradise.

Over and over, I bounced down on him.

“Damn, this feels good,” I said, placing my hands on his chest.

He cupped my ass and lifted me a little. His dick sank deeper. “Right there, baby.”

“You’re so deep.”

“I always wanna be as deep as possible in you.”

“Yes, I love this.” I pressed myself into him, rolling my hips.

“You feel so fucking good.” He groaned before bringing his mouth to mine and kissing me deeply. “You’re so wet.”

“I’m about to cum,” I warned him.

“Give it to me, pretty baby.”

My orgasm was hard and fierce.

“Ahhhhhhhhh.”

I rode the waves of ecstasy while chanting, “Yes!” over and over again.

His dick jumped inside of me, and I felt his semen saturate my insides in spurts.

“I love having sex with you.”

“Same,” I confessed before burying my face in his sweaty chest.