I bumped into a wall as my legs tightened around his torso, our tongues fighting against each other for dominance. I moaned loudly when his fingertips grazed over my neck before squeezing lightly. He bit on my lips harshly before pulling away slowly and looking in my dazed eyes, "Shit." I muttered. He smirked slowly giving me a look that made me slide down the wall slowly. Karim watched in confusion until I pushed him back some and fiddled with his belt and denim buttons, watching his bulge harden in his heather grey Calvin boxers made me grin and glance up at his beautiful eyes. "What you finna do wit it?" He let out in a raspy, drunken slur.
I smiled widely and unbuttoned the top of my jeans kicking them off my thick legs before letting my shirt off as well, spreading my knees apart further and licking him softly through his boxers. He panted and I smirked while groping on his thick girth. "You're so big!" I said honestly as I left wet kisses over his length feeling him grow harder.
"You love teasing, huh?" I nodded slowly and ran my fingers over the band of his boxers not until running my hand up his chest. Feeling the definition of his muscles under my skin and slight bulge of his skin from his veins and tattoos. Looking up at him with wide, innocent eyes before finally letting his Calvin Klein's down, catching his swinging length by the tip. Immediately deep throating him, gulping around him and letting out a throaty moaned. His loud moans filled his loft- music to my ears. Gagging around him slightly as he kept hardening in my mouth, "Fuck!" He unexpectedly came down my throat and I pulled him out before spitting it back on his shaft. That looked like it amazed him like so many different thoughts ran through his mind from that action. I stroked him slowly just loving the feel of his beautiful dick on my palm, twirling my tongue around his tip before playing with his balls rhythmically.
"You so fucking nasty," I chuckled and continued until he was a moaning mess. Swallowing the slight spurt of sperm and foaming it out of my mouth before swallowing. He grabbed me by my forearm and threw me over the arm of his leather couch, I moaned from his slightly unexpected aggressiveness. He spreaded my legs widely before rubbing his open palm against me and squatting down French kissing it. I cringed and scraped my nails against the leather, letting out a throaty sigh. Karim's flickering tongue sent me to a bliss that couldn't quite be explained, I felt overwhelmed. Attempting at running from his sucking on my throbbing clit but he kept me in place, slapping my ass harshly, "Keep still." I whined and turned my head towards his. Holding on the cushion of the couch until I felt myself reaching my climax.
"I'm cumming," he moved his tongue slower and I began dropping everywhere. Sighing in relief when he removed his tongue off of me. Turning towards him slowly watching as he rolled a condom on his dick, sitting up and putting my feet on the floor to get up until he pushed me back into my previous position. I groaned as he plunged in and I tightened around his shaft. Backing it up on him slowly like I was doing on the dance floor, he just surprised me when he met my grinding with harsh thrusts. "Fuck!" I dug my nails into the couch. He grabbed both my arms and thrusted into me repeatedly until I began squirting around him. Breathing out as I fell to my knees on the wood. Feeling his hot semen on he side of my face, "Fuck I ain't mean to do that." I grabbed his dick licking it and sucking the last bit of his release before I cleaned off my face.
Using the bathroom and washing my hands looking up at him watching me through the mirror. "I'm gonna head out," he furrowed his eyebrows. "Why the face?"
"You barely sober yet, I'm not letting you get in no damn vehicle." I turned to him, meeting his bare chest. Having to recollect my thoughts.
"Then why'd you fuck me," I arched an eyebrow.
"You kept asking for it and you dropped on ya knees before I even touched you like that, I planned on ending it at the kiss but ya horny ass had different plans I'm guessing," He smirked. "So don't throw the shit back on me." I blankly stared at him awhile.
"You have Advil or something my heads pounding..." I groaned. He handed me the bottle and a water. "Thank you," he nodded and i took two before looking up at him over the counter. "What?"
"Nothing just trying to figure you out and it seems damn near impossible," I smirked and played with the bottle cap.
"Oh," I danced around a little. "Well you have clothes I can borrow and a place to lay my head?" He nodded and pointed towards the room at the end of the hall.
"You can find a shirt in the dresser and sleep in there, and I'll sleep on the couch so you don't have to worry." I nodded and walked over to him, kissing the corner of his lips softy.
"Thanks," he gave m hips a light squeeze with a soft smile and let me go. I pushed my way into his freezing room, immediately cutting his blaring fan off and picking an oversized white shirt from his clothes. Throwing it on and turning the light off before climbing in the bed. It didn't take me long to get to sleep in the foreign sheets.
I woke up abruptly screaming at the top of my lungs and holding my rapid beating chest, the bedroom door pushed open as Karim rushed in. "What's wrong?" He looked all around turning the bedroom light on. I felt embarrassed and foolish for screaming at a bad dream. Covering my heating face and crying softly in my palms, I felt the bed dip down and glanced up at him laid in front of my lap. "There's no need to be scared, are you okay?" I wiped my tears while nodding vigorously. "Do you need me to stay in here awhile until you go back to sleep?" Just that question alone did something to my heart. I don't know what it is. But I kinda got this butterfly feeling. I nodded and pulled him by the arm towards me, he chuckled. The vibration instantly comforting me. "Sorry, for waking you." I cuddled into his warm body.
"You didn't, startled me a little but I was already up."
"Oh, couldn't sleep on the couch?" I glanced up at his sleepy face.
"Yeah, something like that." He yawned making me yawn as I dozed back off into his chest.

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Her Vice
Teen FictionTitle used to be "Thoughts of a Thot" I changed it because this name fits the story better. Trinity has been used all her life, all men taking advantage of her and not caring about her feelings. She's given up herself and just wants to be happy in...