Sweet Girl (BWWM)

Chapter Sixteen

Sexually explicit content ahead🫶🏾

Iyesha Arden

"You do?"
His eyebrows lifted up in amusement.

"Mhmm."
I fumbled with his belt and zipper before unbuttoning his pants.

Santo knocked on the partition causing Archer to roll down the privacy window.
"To my house."
Santo waved his hand, trying his best to keep his composure as I took as much as I could fit of him into my mouth.

"Iyesha-"
He breathed out as I slowly began to jack my hand on the rest of his length.

I bobbed my head up and down feeling his hands pull my hair from it's ponytail. Now free his rough hands gathered my hair— pushing my further down his shaft. Feeling him hit the back of my throat I repressed the need the gag.

"Just like that baby, let me use that fucking throat."
His eyes were low as I stared up at him.

Using my free hand I began to massage his balls, gaining a groan from him I knew I was going something right.

"Iyeshaaa-"
He dragged out.

Each time he moaned my name as I took him deep into my throat, I could feel my body tingle in all the right places.

His hand pulled me back suddenly.
"Stop."
My lips pouted and formed a frown.

Noticing the frown on my face he pulled me into his lap and claimed my lips as his own.
"Did I do something wrong?"

He shook his head quickly.
"No baby, you didn't."
His smile widened as he saw my worry fade.

"So why stop me?"

"I want to take my time and by the way you were making me feel it was going to be a short night."
He winked making me blush.

His hands maneuvered across my body, touching me everywhere I craved him. His lips felt like fire across my skin as his kisses caressed my body tenderly.

•••••••

As we entered the doors of his home, his hands found their home against my skin. The darkness enveloped us. His lips were soon attacking my skin with kisses of passion, further leaving his marks all over my body.

My back pressed against the wall, his hands hurriedly reached up my back and unzipped my gown. Watching it pool to the ground and around my feet, his eyes were  lit in lust. He unclasped my bra, throwing it somewhere in the living room. Our lips met once again as I followed his lead, allowing for him to take control.

Reaching his bedroom he wasted no time as his quite literally threw me onto the huge bed, the silk sheets engulfing me as his scent that lingered on them tickled my nose. Like a wild breast he wasted time to yank me by my ankles to the foot the bed.

"Saint-"
I gasped as he swiftly removed the barrier between him and my heat. Just the look in his eyes made me— anxious.

The devilish look in his eyes never left as he parted my thighs and pushed my knees to my chest and began to feast upon me.

Each time his tongue traveled over my clit my back arched upwards, only for Santo to push me back down. He curled to fingers upwards to my g-spot. Hitting it in multiples of however many until I could hardly stand it.

Reaching up he massaged my breasts, twisted my sensitive nipples in his two fingers.His movements were calculated as he watched me twist in pleasure, his eyes never leaving mine.

They watched my every move.
"Please, I can't."
I whined pushing his head back with the tug of his hair.

His eye brow cocked upwards, a smile on his lips as my juices coated his growing beard.
"I thought you wanted me? You're a good girl, so take it."