Vile Intentions

part three

His body was balanced on the door frame side. Head held down.
But Niomi knew who the bulk of muscle and frame belonged to without even seeing the owners face.
'Aruk?' The feel of his name rolling from her tongue flooded her panties and she inwardly cursed.
The boy now turned man raised his head once and the look on his face only showed one thing.
Lust.
Sex.
Hunger.
The need to have her.
But Niomi knew that she had to resist. Her heart would not survive another cut.
Backing away from the door Niomi squared her shoulders and looked the man directly in the eyes.
'How can i help you?' At her question his perfect brow raised at her as if she sounded stupid and the woman wondered if she was.
Seconds pass and the two stood in a stare contest. Something neither had done before. Not even back when they were fooling around that sometimes Niomi questioned her own beauty.
Yes she wasn't something special nor unique but when someone you loved deeply never silenced your doubts one was bound to wallow in self pity.
The man straightened to his full height and Niomi once more backed. Though she was 5'10, Aruk was easily a 6'4 and that was intimidating. Especially to the likes of her "already tall" people that was. His eyes never roamed her body but for once they did and the girl couldn't help but feel tingles all over. Her breathing came in fast and her cheeked burned.
The smirk she found in his face was a clear indication that she was doomed. Her own body was betraying her. The man took steps forward and Niomi stayed in place. Wanting to see Aruk's intentions.
Once in front of her. Their bodies a nose apart the man gave her no chance to think.
Her door was shut and lips attacked her throat.
Hands roamed her body until landing on her small buttocks and squeezed, leaving her a panting mess.
Everything was happening so fast and Niomi wasn't sure what to make of it but it was happening and she was allowing it to.
She ended up on her knees in her own bed. Aruk a beast from behind her sliding his thick veined cock into her socked womanhood roughly second after second that if she knew better she'd thought that he'd been waiting for this moment just like she herself had been. His urgency would've tricked an emotional woman into believing so but Niomi was level headed. She knew that something had triggered Aruk's presence and she had a suspicion.
Sara Philip.
But she couldn't care. Her womanhood was finally getting stuffed with something other than her own two slim fingers and she planned to enjoy it one last time.
Though she wanted what they had before. She was grown now and such things as being the other woman were not for her. Her heart refused to warm the bed of a man who belonged to another.
Theirs was not sex. What had occured between the two that had left then drenched and breathless was animalistic ruthless fucking.
Like before they never kissed on the lips. He never had her from the front but the many times the two had cum was proof enough that they did mature and had a wild side neither had before.
Still on her front and tired to the core Niomi felt a weight lift off the bed and clothes shuffle. Aruk was going and he had not even uttered a single word to her other than his growls and moans. But that didn't matter to Niomi anymore. It had to not matter.
Closing her eyes the girl forced the tears back, she would not cry. The closing of her front door said otherwise to her eyes though. And for the first time in a long time Niomi Dave cried. She wailed like a widow and she knew then that it was the last time she would cry over someone who only thought of her as a sex machine.