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Anthony Henson

I grabbed Kiara’s warm hand, and immediately it felt like lightning struck me and it kept striking me until my dick was hard as a brick.

I exhaled through my gritted teeth and ignored my body’s response.

My body was always like a live wire when I was around Kiara from the moment I saw her months ago at Giada’s house.

This woman was infuriating and damn near impossible to approach because she was too guarded and paranoid about new people.

But I found myself drawn to her feistiness and stubbornness.

I remember when she first threatened to slit my throat because I said she was too beautiful to be cussing like a sailor.

I knew I wanted to marry her. I never played games like this when I wanted to let a woman know I was interested in them but I purposefully said shit to piss her off just so I can hear her husky voice threaten to kill me.

Whenever I knew she would be at Giada’s house, I found myself rearranging my schedule just so I coule “stop by” even though I knew Giada didn’t need my security services that day.

I haven’t felt like this since I was married to Kayleigh.

Shit.

It felt like a bucket of cold water was dumped on me from the thought of her name.

Years of guilt was suddenly threatening to overwhelm me, but when I squeezed Kiara’s hand tighter, those feelings immediately receded like a wave going back to the ocean.

I took a few more breaths and felt calmer.

When we entered my sister’s room and I slammed the door, Kiara immediately snatched her hand from mine.

“Get off me.” She muttered as she walked toward Bailey’s closet and when I looked at her ass in those loose jeans, the hard on that just went down, came back with full force, and I reached down to adjust myself.

Kiara was tall and although she was slim, my girl’s figure had more than enough curves for me to hold on to.

I loved how her loose jeans still emphasized her bowed legs and didn’t hide the ample size of her ass.

When she walked into my sister’s closet I was right behind her.

“Where my sister at? I know she was with your cousin, where did they go?” I asked, leaning in the doorway, watching her pull shirts off the hanger and holding them against her body in the mirror on the wall.

She was really going to pretend like she was here to borrow clothes. I smirked at the gaslighting.

“I don’t know where Giada dropped her off at, all I know is I came here to borrow clothes.

” She threw a shirt in her bag that was obviously too big for her in the chest area because Kiara’s breasts were on the smaller side, but they looked big enough to fit my hands.

I bit my lip at the thought of feeling Kiara’s body and zoned out as I looked at her exposed stomach in her crop top as she bent and reached for clothes.

I saw she had a tattoo that started somewhere on her rib but disappeared under her waistband, and I wanted to take my tongue and run it down that colorful tattoo.

When she turned to the side I saw her diamond belly button piercing in the mirror’s reflection and I imagined kissing it before I lowered my head to kiss between her long legs.

“Why you looking at me like that?” She said, frowning at my reflection in the mirror. The bag she was carrying was now full of clothes and shoes, and I was so lost in my imagination that I didn’t even realize she had time to fill the bag.

“Like what?” I asked, clearing my throat. I watched as she tracked my movements when I pushed off the doorway and walked slowly behind her. I was close to 6 feet 8 inches, so I loved and appreciated that Kiara was a tall woman.

“Never mind,” she said, sucking her teeth in annoyance and I saw the diamonds in her mouth flash.

“This my favorite grill of yours. The diamonds damn near blind me.” I chuckled when she rolled her eyes.

“You say that anytime you see me wearing one.” When she tried to move away from me I put my arms around her waist and her body stiffened. “Let me go,” she said stiffly and I raised my eyebrow in amusement when I saw the unmistakable outline of hoops underneath her shirt.

“Yo’ nipples pierced?” I blurted out. Before I could stop myself, my dick got impossibly harder at the thought of biting them as I thrusted deep inside of her.

She gasped and dropped the bag she was holding to fold her arms over her chest at my sudden question, and I laughed as I quickly moved her arms out of the way. ”

“Girl, move your arms,” I said, leaning down to whisper in her ear and when I pressed my dick against her ass, I saw her eyes close slightly and her nipples harden under her shirt. I ground my dick on her ass as my hands moved over her exposed stomach.

“Tell me where Bailey is,” I whispered licking the outside of her ear.

“I-I-don’t know,” she stuttered, and I smiled when I felt her body melt against mine. I slowly moved my left hand under her cropped shirt and bit her earlobe to muffle my moan when I realized she wasn’t wearing a bra, as I cupped her breast in my hand.

Just like I thought, perfect fit. I thought to myself as I massaged her breast, gently pulling her nipple ring and she bit her lip as she pressed her ass harder against my erection.

“Tell me where she is, Kiara; you see we’re worried about her,” I whispered before I dipped my tongue inside her ear as I licked a trail to the spot on her neck just behind her ear.

I smiled against her neck when I felt her body shiver.

I looked in the mirror and saw her eyes were completely closed and her caramel skin was flushed from the neck down as I gripped her breast tighter.

Before I could stop myself, I moved my right hand down the muscled ridges of her lower stomach.

The loose waistband of her jeans made it easy for me to slide my large hand over her lace panties.

“Fuck I can feel your heat and I’m not even touching your pussy.” I groaned, pressing harder against her ass, feeling my precum drip in my boxers.

“Shut up,” she whispered, and I smiled as I licked and nibbled against her neck, my right hand moving lower.

When I cupped her pussy she moaned, and the sound almost made me nut on myself.

It was raw and sounded melodic like a song I wanted to hear on repeat for the rest of my life.

When I moved her panties to the side and pressed my fingers against her clit, it was like I was pressing a button on a fountain machine with the amount of liquid I instantly felt soaking my fingers.

I pulled her nipple harder, and she got wetter.

“Shit.” She sounded breathless and I sucked her neck harder as I put two fingers inside her slippery pussy.

We both moaned as soon as I pushed my thick fingers inside of her, she was so damn hot and the sloshing noises coming from between her legs as I began pumping my fingers deeper inside of her was erotic.

She widened her stance and my fingers went deeper.

Her breathing was coming out in short pants, and her back was arching as she undulated her hips to ride my hand.

When I heard her moans getting louder, I moved my hand from her breast and turned her head so I could kiss her full lips.

I felt the front of my boxers get wetter as soon as I felt her soft lips against mine and when she moaned after I pressed my palm firmly against her swollen clit, I slipped my tongue inside her mouth and my eyes widened.

She got her tongue pierced too! My mind screamed in surprise.

As many times as I watched Kiara’s mouth when she spoke, I never saw a tongue piercing.

I groaned when I felt her tongue meet mine and we sloppily kissed as her hips rocked back and forth faster to fuck my hand.

I felt her walls clench and I slowed my thrusting as I regrettably broke our kiss.

Her mismatched eyes looked murderous as she stared at me because I knew she was about to cum.

“I’ll let you cum if you tell me what I want to know,” I said, now moving my fingers fast enough to build her orgasm but slow enough to keep her on the edge.

“Are you fuckin’ serious?” She whispered, trying to squeeze her legs together to get pressure on my hand, but I quickly put my boot against her foot to keep them apart.

“I’m dead serious, my love,” I teased, licking her neck, proud of the hickeys and bite marks I put there.

“Can’t you…” she moaned when I pressed my palm against her clit again. “Can’t you just track her phone?” She whined as I started scissoring my fingers inside of her.

“She turned her phone off,” I whispered against her neck, and I started moving my hand faster, I knew she was about to break.

“Please don’t stop,” she moaned, and she looked so fucking sexy biting down on her plump lip.

“Tell me.” Rather she told me or not I wasn’t going to stop because I was desperate to see how she looked when she came for me.

“She’s at Giada’s guest house.” She nearly screamed and when she came on my fingers, I grunted as I felt my own release soak the cotton of my boxer briefs.

I fought to keep my eyes open so I wouldn’t miss Kiara’s face as she cussed in Italian.

Her face turned red as her orgasm leaked out of her pussy and on my hand.

She never looked more beautiful to me than in this moment.

Her face was vulnerable and relaxed. We were both catching our breath, and when I slowly took my hand from between her legs, I looked at the creamy slickness coating my fingers before I sucked them into my mouth.

As soon as her taste exploded on my tastebuds my eyes rolled in the back of my head.

She tasted like pineapples and her own signature flavor, and I couldn’t wait to have more.

When I let go of her waist, she slowly fell to a puddle at my feet and closed her eyes. I smiled inwardly as I kept licking my fingers like I wanted to suck the skin off.

“Thanks for the information, my love,” I said before licking my palm then sucking my fingers back into my mouth and walking out of the closet.

I glanced at my watch and noted that we’d only been here for ten minutes.

I quickly went into Bailey’s bathroom to clean my dick off with my left hand because I still wanted to savor Kiara’s flavor on my right.

When I opened the door I was sucking my fingers and my brother and Titan looked at me.

Dante just smirked knowingly at me and Titan looked confused.

“She’s at Giada’s.” Was all I said as I walked past them sitting on the sectional, and I did not stop until I was out of the front door.

I finally stopped licking my fingers when I was in front of the elevator and pressed the elevator button relentlessly.

If this elevator didn’t hurry up, I was going back into Bailey’s closet to finish what I started, and make Kiara’s sexy ass cum on my face and this dick.

I took a deep breath to control my raging hormones and was glad that I was wearing black so no one could see the wet stain on the front of my jeans.

I never had an orgasm without masturbating or being deep inside a woman’s throat or some pussy since I was a teenager having wet dreams.

I heard my brother and Titan behind me as soon as the elevator opened and the three of us stepped on in silence.

“Thanks for using your interrogation methods and getting the information we needed,” Dante said from behind me and when I flipped him the middle finger, he burst out laughing.

Fucking asshole.