Page 8 of Stolen Moments with a Bad Boy

Seven

J aneiro

Erie’s body felt so warm and filling wrapped in my arms. I tried hard not to brick up, but when I felt that ass of hers, all my self-control went out the window.

She stepped back, and there was nothing but lust in her eyes.

I followed her up to her apartment and walked inside.

Erie’s place was lavish with a homey vibe to it.

There were expensive looking paintings that covered her walls, small figurines, and artistically crafted lamps disbursed around the room.

I liked how her home was decorated in earth tones. The smell of vanilla and peach invaded my nose, and I inhaled deeply. Instantly, I felt warm and comforted all over.

Her apartment had an open layout. There were two bedrooms, an open kitchen, and living room. When we entered her bedroom, I wanted to continue to observe it, but Erie had other things on her mind. Before I could move, she pushed me on the bed and climbed on top of me.

Damn, she was strong, but this was my moment to control.

Roughly, I grabbed onto the back of her neck, pulling her mouth on mine.

My tongue invaded her mouth, taking everything she had to offer and more.

Erie’s mouth was warm with a satin- like feel.

She went between suctioning my tongue and adding pressure to my lips.

Her fingers danced at the nape of my neck, pulling me further into her web.

I could get lost in the maze of her kisses.

Kissing was a luxury I hadn’t had in years, so I took full advantage of the moment.

I kissed her deeply, tasting hints of alcohol and something sweet marinated on her tongue.

I growled when she rolled her pussy over my hard dick.

Swiftly, I slid my hands under her dress, sliding her thong to the side.

I inserted two fingers in her wet and tight pussy.

“Fuck!” She groaned between our kisses.

Erie felt like a water well. I’d had my fair share of pussy, but none of them dripped like hers.

I was excited and worried at the same time.

Could I handle her once she slid down my pole?

Would I cum just from a few bounces? From my observation, I knew her pussy was about to be lethal. Her shit was tighter than four knots.

“Shit!”

Erie panted, riding my fingers with urgency. Her speed increased, and I knew she was close to climaxing. I picked up the pace and rotated my fingers in all directions, until she screamed.

“I’m cummin’. Shit!”

Erie had cum all over my fingers. I sucked and tugged on her bottom lip until her legs stopped shaking. She stared me down as I removed my fingers and savored her essence. Damn, she tasted amazing.

I flipped us over and undressed her. She gasped from the sudden movement. I slipped her dress over her head, then pulled her thong down with my teeth. My long arms quickly unsnapped her lace bra, causing her to sigh for more. Her body shook with need under me.

My baby was good and ready to take this dick, but first, I had to taste her.

Erie lay on the bed with her legs spread, presenting me with a feast that could compete with the last supper.

She was the most beautiful and curviest centerfold I'd ever laid eyes on.

The desire to own every inch of her filled me more, but so did fear.

My tongue trailed over my top lip as I unbuttoned my shirt.

Not in a sexy way either, but more so in a nervous manner.

Erie would see my ghosts one day, so I might as well put it out there now and pray she would still accept me.

I closed my eyes and moved with faith. I removed my shirt and my tank underneath.

I heard a sharp intake of breath. There was no way I could stop; I had to keep going.

She needed to see all of me. My pants and my black boxer briefs were next to be tossed.

I crawled stealthily to her and settled between her legs.

Her tiny hands worked overtime to pull me up and get my attention, but I wasn’t ready to face Erie yet.

Pleasure should be the only thought in her mind right now.

My nose bumped her rosebud, and I inhaled her intoxicating fragrance of pears and apples.

I looped my arms around her plush thighs and pulled her closer to my face.

Erie’s ass was locked in place. She was about to get all this tongue action.

I took my time and French kissed her pussy as I slurped on that juicy clit of hers.

The only sounds that permeated the room were sounds of good pussy eating. When Erie’s cries of passion were thrown in the mix, it was an EP I could listen to for the rest of my life. Erie had the fattest pussy I had ever encountered. My tongue drilled inside her. She squirted all over my face.

“Fuck, Janeiro. Right there, baby!” she moaned loudly.

I tapped that same spot again, and Erie rewarded me by squirting more of her delicious juices down my face. Talk about an all-natural facial. Her essence dripped down my face, moisturizing my skin.

“Janeiro!” Erie cried as she pushed my head further into her pussy.

Her passionate cry sailed straight to my dick. I had never, I mean never, been this hard in my life. What the hell had she done to me? Erie rode my face faster. My tongue twisted in and around her asshole, making her whole body shake once again.

Erie screamed out another orgasm. “Janeiro!”

We were lucky she had no neighbors because I was sure they knew my name by now.

My little Bella had creamed all over my tongue and face, and I made sure to savor every drop.

I sat up and kissed up her body from that juicy pussy to those double-D melons of hers.

Her areolas were medium brown with nipples thick enough to savor.

My ass had died and gone to heaven. Erie’s natural body put women her age and older to pure shame.

You just couldn’t buy this type of body.

I mashed both of her titties together, making it much easier to slobber and suck all over her nipples.

“Damn! Just like that.” She panted, grinding against my dick.

Quickly, I thrust into her warm wetness while sucking her titties.

“Ahh, Janeiro!”

My dick felt like it was fighting through a forest filled with thick vines as it struggled to penetrate her silky fortress. I closed my eyes, trying hard not to bust prematurely, but it was hard. When I opened my eyes, they melded with her hazel brown eyes.

I broke our eye contact and focused on the headboard because she weakened my resolve. Erie’s nails raked across my back as I pumped viciously in and out of her wet canal. Every time she moved with me, I groaned out. The more she gripped her pussy muscles, the tighter she put my dick in a chokehold.

“Yes, yes, yes, baby! Just like that!” she yelled.

Swiftly, I slipped out of her and flipped her on her stomach. I impaled that kitty of hers again, causing her to yell out all kinds of profanities. I held onto her feathery headboard while I pumped in and out of that sweet love tunnel of hers.

“Janeiro, fuck me harder!” She strained to speak.

I smacked her fat ass cheeks, and she hopped up on her knees.

“Janeiro, your dick is huge, baby. Fuck me until I can’t move, baby.” She purred like the temptress she was.

I pulled out and licked between her ass cheeks and ate that booty like groceries. Each cheek was gripped by big hands as my tongue swiped between her ass cheeks like a credit card. Erie had one of those big country booties—round, plump, and plush.

“Fuck, Janeiro!”

My tongue rimmed her asshole until she came again and plopped down on her mattress.

“Janeiro, I can’t go again, baby,” she voiced breathlessly.

“Shh. I got this.” I massaged my ten-and-a-half-inch monster and thrust in her again. There was a lot of resistance, but Erie liked it rough.

“Just like that,” she sang.

Leisurely, I moved in and out of her from behind while I gripped and tweaked her thick nipples. I picked up speed and pumped ferociously in her while I bit down on her neck.

“Fuck!” I growled loudly as I came.

There was a rush of liquid that trailed down my legs. She’d came again.

“Damn,” I grunted. I busted the biggest nut I’d ever experienced in that wet tight pussy of hers. After what seemed like forever, I stopped ejaculating and spazzing in her wetness.

I rolled off her and placed us in a spooning position. Bella was already snoring lightly. I gripped her titty, and my other hand gripped that dangerous pussy of hers. Yeah, I was a goner already. Sleep came easily for a change.

My sleep was interrupted when I felt something wet and silky slide down my dick.

The shit felt amazing until I felt my dick being swallowed.

My eyes instantly shot open and grabbed the demon by his throat.

I wanted him to die all over again. The shot to my groin caused me to drop my abuser, and I balled up in pain.

Erie coughed and gasped for air. She came to after a while.

“Janeiro, what the fuck? I was trying to surprise you with some morning head, and you flipped the fuck out.”

Once my pain started to subside, I limped to my clothes and dressed. Erie just didn’t understand. She could never. I was too ashamed and stunned to speak. I did what I do best; I looked back at Erie and walked out of her home.

My heart broke with each step I took away from her, but my past was a can of worms I didn’t want to open just yet.

I made quick strides to my shop, bypassing Dawn, and out the door to my truck.

My adrenaline and nerves made me race out the alley, and I did ninety all the way home.

I turned into my driveway and saw my neighbor, Jillian.

I didn’t feel like being bothered, so I sat in my ride with the air conditioning running for I don’t know how long. My body felt numb and weak. It was almost like I was immobilized or paralyzed. I didn’t have the one thing that could keep me going with just the bat of her lashes.

What the fuck? My hands rubbed down my waves.

I craved greatly to be with Erie. I didn’t want to be here.

I wanted to be wrapped around her like a fitted sheet on a mattress.

My trauma was so rooted in me that I was barely holding on to reality.

There was a tap on my tinted window, and I rolled it down.

I expected to see Jillian’s pale face, but I was blessed to see the most perfect toffee complexion with honey blonde curls framing her round face.

With angry hazel-brown eyes, Erie demanded an answer.

“Explain, Janeiro, because we just talked about this shit last night, man.”

“I can’t right now, Bella. It’s still too painful. All that I ask of you is just give me time to explain.”

Tears slipped down her face.

“Does it have anything to do with all the scars covering your body?” she asked sadly.

Man, this is the shit I didn’t want to deal with, but I couldn’t lie and say it didn’t feel good to have someone genuinely worried about me besides Dawn and Uncle Matteo.

“Yes,” I answered with a deep sigh.

More tears slipped down her angelic face. “Can I give you a hug? It’s more for me than you.”

I killed my engine, stepped out of my truck, and enveloped her in my arms. That hug was filled with everything I couldn’t say.

What I did know was that I couldn’t continue to carry on with her like this.

Erie cared about me. She sincerely wanted me.

She could’ve left after seeing my scars or how I mistreated her, but no, she stayed.

I didn’t have it in me to change for myself, but Erie was the perfect reason to change.

After minutes of holding each other, we partially separated. That was when I had a good look at what she had on.

“What the hell do you have on?” I probed. My eyes roamed over her body. Erie had on some little ass booty shorts with a sports bra.

“I’m sorry, baby, but I had to grab the first thing I saw in order to catch up with you. When I ran into your shop, your receptionist Dawn already had your address waiting on me,” she expressed, teasingly biting her bottom lip.

“Understandable. You get a pass this time. I’m so sorry, Bella. I swear I’m going to do better. Time is all I need, but you got me. I belong to no one but you.”

I pulled her close to me by her fat ass cheeks and tongued her down in my driveway.

“Janeiro, please take your business into your home. No one wants to see you making a porno with Little Debbie.” Jillian snickered at her joke.

I moved to speak when Erie silenced me with her finger. She turned and faced Jillian.

“Isn’t this the hour recycling management comes to pick up their waste? If I were you, I’d head inside before they mistake you as part of their pickup. I’d hate to see any plastic left behind.”

My Bella played no games. I giggled behind her.

“Just in case you missed what she said, I prefer my women brown and natural, not filled with toxic waste.”

“Period,” Erie sang.

I guided my Bella into my home and proceeded to pipe her down like I did last night.