Sweet Girl (BWWM)

Chapter Twenty-Three

Yeah sorry y'all. Writers Block is a raggedy heifer. Boring, but sneak peak of 2 possible plots of  "Luci's Girl".

Three weeks, three weeks of starting over.
Three weeks of "first dates", three weeks of passionate loving making. Three weeks of "first kisses". Three weeks of forgetting about the past and living in the now— until they couldn't anymore.

"I love you."
Santo placed another kiss against her jugular, his arms wrapped around her waist tightly.

His breath tingled against her skin, his I shaved stubble tickling her.
"I know."
She pouted, knowing he would be leaving her alone.

She now hated being alone. She thought too much when she was alone.

"Don't start that, tesoro. I will be back."
He suit hugged his muscular frame so well that he had Iyesha clenching her thighs together.

"Please come back in one piece."
She smoothed her hands over his suit jacket for the umpteenth time.

Tonight was the night, a peace treaty was in the making and a meeting was called. Both families were to come together and discuss their own going war— hopefully bring it to an end.

Truth be told the La Gentas were dwindling, most of their man power was shot down and had yet to make a recovery. They needed to wave a white flag, but Santo wasn't having it.

"I will, I always do. I always come back to you. Isn't that right? Hmm?"
His voice dropped an octave, his hands creeping dangerously close to hem of her shorts.

"Santo-"
She breathed feeling his hand slip into her panties, his long slender finger teasing her clit.

"I always come back you you, right?"
Creeping two digits inside of her slick walls, he held her still as he fucked her deeply with his fingers.

"Oh—"
Her mouth opened to form words but nothing came out, she clutched onto the back of his neck.

Curling his fingers upwards he hit her g-spot over and over again.
"Oh, oh that feels so good,"
She whimpered, her head spinning.

"Answer me, don't I?"
He speed up his movements, feeling her about to reach her climax.

"Yes! God yes— yes."

"Yes what? Look at me?"
Releasing her waist he gripped her jaw, forcing her head up and her eyes on him.

"Yes daddy. Fuck yes."

"I'm the only one that can make you feel like this— no?"
He placed wet kisses down the curve of her neck, making her shiver. Her body was so responsive, so sensitive to his touch.

Iyesha shook her head hazily as he curved his fingers upwards, hitting her g-spot repeatedly.

"Oh! Oh yes, only you."
She cried out, staring deeply into his eyes. She clenched down onto his fingers, her orgasm ripping through her body.

"Yeah that's it, good girl."
Santo was in love with the sight before him.

Removing his fingers from her heat he placed them in his mouth.
"Always so sweet."
He placed a kiss on her lips before she could even recover.

"I will be back. Be good."
And with that he left her dazed and even more horny than before.

•••••••
Four hours, four long hours. She had began to grow anxious before a knock sounded through the house.

"Coming!"
She had changed into a light blue knitted dress which hugged each and everyone of her blessed curves. Her bare feet padded across the wood floors.