Can't Raise A Man Special Scenes

Mile High Club

Monique's POV

  Man, I'll be glad when this flight is over. We've been up in the air for about eight hours now. Eight more hours to go. I would love to go right to my room soon as we land, however, I have to go with Meli and Benji to make sure the yacht company has everything right for Saturday.

  Then, there's also rehearsal, and the bachelorette party. I don't think I would've been able to get through it all without Terrell being here.

  Mmmm, Terrell. Another reason, I wanna hurry up and get off this plane. The little play session we had in his truck was just enough to get us both by. Once again, I took the lead on this one.

I never took my eyes off his as I took that drive. And man, I wish we had more time cause I would have really wanted to go another round. He held onto me for dear life, as I moved like a stripper against his oh so massive length. I swear when I bounced my ass on Mister Man, Terrell went insane. He assisted me with my ride, but I didn't need help. I wrapped his arms around my neck and moved my pussy back and forth on his dick. He melted when I tantalizingly tickled his ear with my tongue, and moved it alongside the outer lining. And, the way he moaned my name, made me go insane. I kept on rotating on his dick while he had my right nipple between his teeth. My milk kept seeping through my bra as he made my high creep up. He slammed me against his dick as we came together and I swear it was the best feeling ever.

To me, it didn't feel as if we were trying to just satisfy our needs, it actually felt as if we were a married couple making love. That we didn't want our connection to break. We cancel everything out once we connect with each other, it's like we're the only two people left in the world. If we are this way together when I take the lead, imagine how it'll be when he gets ahold. I really hope this plane hurries up and land, cause I wanna get my hands on that sexy hazel eyed beast. Darn you, Jo Jo, for making your mommy this vulnerable.
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Terrell's POV

Man, what is this girl doing to me? The more and more we cut, I'm falling deeper and deeper, and it's only been twice. Man, I ain't even get to show her the business, she took over both times. Right after I gave her that wet wet, she handled her business. My eyes were glued to hers, the same way hers were to mine. If I was Dude, I would've never let this girl go. She moved her body like a snake, making zigzags against me. I held her close as if she was my favorite stuffed toy. And when she flicked her tongue against my ear, I was gone. She is the first girl to ever have me scream her name. Me and Candice was together for six years, and even she didn't have me the way Neeky do. The only girl to put a nigga to sleep. Candice didn't have the power like that for me to groan like I did with Neeky. Not even when she wasn't lazy, she still couldn't get me the way Neeky does. I'm supposed to be the punisher, not me getting punished. But for Neeky, I'll let her punish me anytime. I would do anything for her, she's my queen. I'll fulfill her every last order. Dude had the bestest woman to ever live and breathe, by his side, and made the mistake of letting her go. But he don't gotta worry, I'ma bout to pick up the pieces and glue them back together. Homeboy just better be glad he in there or I would beat the living daylights outta him for hurting her.

Right on cue, Baby just texted me to come see her in the back. I just had to stare at her message and just laugh, cause I know what she wants. She must think I don't know she want that dick. I made my way to the back of the plane and sure enough she was right there standing by the bed, stripped down to her overcrowded bra and her secret white drawers. I licked my lips as I walked toward her. She bit the tip of her finger as I made my way to her. Homie already knew what was up and after what we did in my office and my truck he was ready to come back out.

"What are you doing to me, Girl?" I asked as I made my way toward her.

"What do you mean?" she asked, nonchalantly. " I'm not doing a thing." All I did was laugh at her non subtleness. She already knows I know what she's up to. "You not slick, Dimples," I laughed.