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Nia's POV

"Weh yuh seh a while ago?"

"Nando, leggo affa mi bloodclaat hand"

Him push weh the table and the wol a di plate and cup dem drop a grung.

He grabs onto my neck, slamming me into the wall.

"Who the fuck yuh think yuh a talk to, Nia? Ano yuh dutty foot friend dem dis"
His grip on my throat tightens.

"Nan-"
I'm cut off by Nando's kissing me.

I kiss back. I naturally wrap me legs around his waist as he places me on top of his member.

No sah, a wah kind a light post dah bwoy yah have inna him pants? Like dem sen him fi mash up mi stomach.

He grabs at my tights, ripping it apart. My panties shed along with it. He begins kissing and biting my neck.

What a bwoy aggressive. Him a plan fi buy back mi draws?

He pushes a finger inside me and I can feel him smiling against my neck.

"Lawd God, Nia. A which dam leggo inna yuh?"

"Listen to me nuh-"
He slides two more fingers inside me. My feet rise from the floor.
He sinks his teeth into my shoulder and I scream in pleasure.

Him push him finger dem up inna mi tight ole.

Neva get fuck suh yet and him not even a fuck mi.

He pulls his fingers out, bringing them to his mouth.
Rasta nuh nyam pork but him drink e gravy, don't?

He kisses me.

Mi can hear him a unbutton him belt, so mi brace mi self. Him pull it out and start rub it 'gainst mi entrance.

"Nando, stop ramp 'round and push it in, nuh"
He continues rubbing.
"Nando, mi swear to—HIC"

Him run it up inna mi and mi hiccup to bloodclaat.
Him pull it out till a just the tip leave in and push it in back. Come in like dah bwoy yah a try kick dung the door a mi womb.

He begins thrusting in a faster, more animalistic rhythm that vibrates my entire body; so much so that mi head lick up inna di wall.

Nando briefly pauses and places his palm behind my head then continues his pursuit of destroying my insides.

His balls slap against my ass.
The sound of our skin slapping against each other echoes through the house.

My toes curl as I feel my orgasm approaching.
Nando's thrusts begin to slow as he nears his.

I begin spasming from my orgasm.

"A cut..."
He thrusts.

"A cut yah try cut off mi circulation?"
He thrusts again before pulling out and squirting on the entrance of my ramping shop.

He picks me up and carries me over to the table, placing me flat upon the edge of it.

He grabs and places my ankles on his left shoulder.
He thrusts into me, pressing into my core.

He begins fucking me into the table. Not on, into the table. If it wasn't for the table cloth, mi know one print woulda leff pan the table top.

He thrusts mercilessly into me, reaching every corner of my insides, destroying everything. Shaping my insides to suit him. Just him. My walls clench as I orgasm again.

He pulls out.

"Is a good thing mi neva know a wah deh betwix yuh leg all this time"
He says as he climbs on top of me, towering over my stomach.