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When I turned and saw the deep shade of red on her lips, my mind immediately flashed to how it would look smeared across the base of my dick and that’s when I knew I needed to repent.
💄👄
The first time she’d brought it up, I made a mental note. The second time she mentioned it, that mental note turned into a receipt with expedited shipping.
K. I. N. G.🤴🏿
“You spoil me too much.”
“Is that a complaint?” “Never,” she smirked, standing up. “Come on. Let’s get this banquet over with so I can show you how much I appreciate it.”
Any day that started with my wrists tied and resting in the arch of my back was bound to be a good day.
Is that so 🤔
“Stop torturing me,” I groaned against the sheets.
“We’re still working on your patience, Z.” His hand came down hard against my ass and the smack rang out in the room.
“Look at you creaming all over yourself and I haven’t even touched you yet.”
“What do you want, baby?” “I want you to fuck me. Please.” “Mmm, since you asked nicely.”
already knew I wouldn’t be able to walk right after this and I still didn’t care. Still didn’t stop throwing it back while I screamed for him to take me harder and deeper. Over and over again.
That was all me.
My arousal was everywhere and a part of me relished the thought of being able to brand him in that way.
“I hate to be that girl, but we really have to hurry. And I don’t plan to leave this hotel room until your cum is leaking out of me.” “Shit,” he swore, before moving me to the center of the bed. “You make it easy to give you whatever the fuck you want when you say it like that.”
A nigga in love was far from rational and my baby brother was living proof.
Her love gave me permission to exist and show up as freely as I wanted.
Whew, that's love alright 💗
Why would I tell him anything just so he could scare off the only man who’d been able to make me cum? I think the fuck not.
Keep Josiah farrrrr away from Gabe 😂
“You want a ring?” I balked at his delivery before she even had a chance to respond. “Negro, that is NOT how you ask someone to marry you. I thought you were supposed to be getting better at this romantic shit.”
😂😂😂😂😂
Him: Stop playing with me, Z. Bring your ass here when you’re done with your dinner.
Everything with him still felt so good. I wanted to savor it before I introduced him to my little pocket of chaos. AKA my family.
“Gabe, please.” “Please what? I’m asking you to be present for a minute because I missed you and you’re taking issue with that?” There was confusion lacing his words mixed with a tinge of hurt that made me feel like shit.
Don't start with him Z. Talk to your man.
“I didn’t come over here to be lectured. I can just go home.”
“Nah, you came here to fight because you had a bad day, and I’m an easy target. Tell me I’m wrong.”
“What do you need, Z? I can’t help you fix it if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.” He grazed my neck with his soft lips. “And I refuse to have a petty argument with you when I know this is just stress talking.”
“I’m going home.” “You are home.” “My home,” I clarified, only to frown when he chortled.
“Come here, Zariah.” This time there was enough steel in his voice for me to know not to test my luck by walking out the door.
“Then tell me everything because I’m lost right now. I spent all day yesterday and today waiting to see you and now you telling me I can’t?” “Gabriel,” I groaned.
“I keep telling you I’m not somebody you can pick a petty fight with. I love you too much. We talk shit out over here. If I fucked up, communicate it so I can fix it.”
Unproblematic 🙌🏿👏🏿
“But if you mad about something else that ain’t got shit to do with me, we gotta find another way for you to work out that frustration.” As he spoke, his hands went from gently cupping my face to gripping my neck. “So, tell me what you need so I can give it to you, Z.”
“Then say it.” “Gabe.” “Tell me you need me…” “I need you.”
I love a good call & response 💕💕
“Please…” Kissing the shell of her ear, I spoke, “I know you not tapping out, Z.” She whined, only for it to turn into a hoarse cry. “I’m not. I just—shiiit!”
“This what you needed, right? For me to fuck this attitude out of you?” “Yes,” she sobbed, letting her head fall to the cool countertop while she adjusted to my stroke. “Then why you running? You wanna fight? Let that shit out on my dick.”
💦💦💦💦💦💦
Panting, she attempted to shove me away again. When that didn’t work, she tried to run. “Where you going, Z? You said you needed this dick, so take it.”
None of that bullshit from earlier mattered when the end result was this.
😮💨😩
“You know I love you, right?” “I know.”
“Good, make sure you never forget. I’m team Zariah. Even on your worst day. I don’t wanna spend my time fighting with you when we could just make magic instead.”
Send me this man, right here.
“Yea.” A sheepish nod accompanied her words. “It should have never been you though. You didn’t deserve my anger when all you ever give me is love.”
“What’s been going on with you?” “What do you mean?” “In general, how are you? You okay?” “Do I not look okay?” His shoulder lifted. “You look like yourself.” “That’s cryptic as hell, Midnight. You not saying something?” “Tell me about Gabriel.”
😂😂😂😂 leave it to Midnight to blow up the spot.
He was the most gentle human I’d ever met. It was in the way he listened to me even when I wasn’t speaking. It was in the way he saw me, protected me, motivated me, and held me accountable without belittling me or making me feel weak for fucking up.
❤️💕💗
Sometimes I felt unworthy of his patience but had to remind myself that everybody deserved a Gabe. So many times he claimed I was his peace. But he was my sanctuary. My safe place. My solace.
💗❤️💕
“So, you’re bringing dessert Sunday?” “I never said I was coming,” I pointed out. Ignoring my correction, he nodded. “Cool. I’ll let the others know. Also, make sure whatever you bring isn’t laced.”
Girl, Midnight know you're coming 😂
I got the pink color you liked last time.” A secret smile slid across her face as she watched me from her perch above me. “You like it?” “I love it.” I never asked her to do this shit, but every time she alluded to doing something just to please me, it set off a chain reaction that left my heart thumping and dick hard.
“I’ll never get tired of watching you cum for me.”
So is Midnight. Webb is…not. But don’t worry about him.” “I’m not worried about your brother.”
“Is this the part where you fuck me?”
This was…different.
I needed to touch her. To transfer some of this energy before the flames consumed me whole. But that urge wouldn’t be satisfied because my hands were cuffed behind me as I sat in this chair and let her have her way with me.
“Are you sure…?” “Zariah.”
“I just wanna be good for you, Gabe. Because you always make me feel so damn good.”
Everything on my body tightened the harder she stroked. She wasn’t playing fair, and I couldn’t say I wanted her to. I loved it too much. I loved her for wanting to give me this.
“Mmm, I can’t wait until you cum for me. You always taste so good.” She didn’t know how damn close I was to cumming if she didn’t stop that. “Zariah—please, baby.”
