Chapter 42: Not you too Manhattan, New York November 30th, 3:21 pm
I'll take it Just tell me it can't be that crazy And even if it is that crazy, baby I'll take it
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"Right there, fuck" Maleah moaned softly, her head buried into the bed in front of her as her body embraced the slow strokes being put on her. They seemed sensual, his hand pressing against her neck to keep her head down, with his eyes admiring the perfect arch her body displayed. Smacking her ass roughly, Chris bit into his bottom lip watching her ass bounce against him each time their bodies connected.
"You feel so good mama." He whispered into her ear once leaning down, that being it for Maleah who couldn't hold her orgasm any longer. That rasp in his voice that he knew exactly how to use, in sync with the stretching of her walls that wrapped around him slickly, brought her to her release. Her body spasming in his hold with her walls clenching around him to pull him in tightly, Chris throwing his head back as he shot his load deep inside of her to decorate her insides.
Moaning from the warmness that shot through her body, Maleah whimpered slightly as her body collapsed onto the bed. Pressing her face into the pillow in front of her, she laid completely still, blowing out a shaky breath feeling him slowly pull out of her. She could hear him laughing behind her, causing her to flick him off with as much energy as she could muster up.
"You okay baby?" He leaned down a little bit, giving her a small kiss right under her ear. Squeezing her eyes shut, Maleah tried to move her legs, but she couldn't do so without wincing in pain. Groaning out, she grabbed the nearest pillow to place over her head so she wouldn't have to hear him.
"You gon get enough of not pulling out, Nova forreal was just born 2 days ago, and she is not getting a younger sibling no time soon." She spoke muffled, listening as Chris chuckled.
"She be gripping me too damn tight, it don't be possible to pull out. How imma pull out of something that's telling me to stay in?" He raised an eyebrow, having to stifle his laughter from the attempted kick she gave him. Sarcastically poking his bottom lip out, Chris ran his fingers through his curls while walking up towards her. "Is the baby upset?" He tilted his head, quickly jumping back once she tried to swing at him.
"Move out of my face." She rolled her eyes, her hands clenching the comforter over her body a little tighter. Humming briefly, Chris slowly ran his tongue over his lips with his eyes fixed on her.
"I love all that aggressive shit, it be turning me on. Bout to make me go another round with you." He mumbled, his words coming out low while his eyes lowered at her. And just like that all energy she didn't have came crashing into her like a storm, Maleah quickly scooting her body as far away from him as possible.
