Idris
It's been a couple weeks since we told Isan and Winston about us dating and despite the bump in the road, everything was going great. They both have been spending more time at the house. Isan stayed in the guest room and Winston stayed in Eissa's room. He's become quite attached to him and Eissa to Winston. Winston spends a lot of time explaining toys to him. It's so cute.
I officially moved into Janet's house and we spent a lot of time adding my touch to the house. Granted she really didn't care what I added because she said over and over that she was just happy that I was there. So happy that we were barely able to come up with a way to tell the world about us, because almost every chance we got, she was all over me. We finally settled on a talk show interview. "Harder, daddy."
"Damn, baby. Throw that ass back." See what I mean. We can't even get ready fully without her jumping on me. It's a good thing we got a private dressing room. I had just finished fixing my clothes when she started kissing on me. Now I had her bent over the couch throwing it back on me.
"You feel so good, daddy."
"Mmmm, you feel good as fuck too, baby. Fuck."
"Give it to me." I wrapped her hair around my hand and pulled her head back. I leaned forward and her eyes met mine.
"You like that shit, don't you? You like when I fuck you like this." She bit her lip and whimpered. "I know you do." I went to her ear. "You're a little slut who likes to be fucked hard."
"Yes, daddy."
"You're a bad girl, aren't you?" She nodded. I took my hand out of her hair and put it on her neck. Pulling her body on mine. "Let daddy hear you, baby." I went harder and she started moaning more.
"Daddy, it feels so good. You're so big." I kissed her deeply and started rubbing her clit, causing her to moan in my mouth. She started to move her body around. Grabbing my wrist, she tried to move my hand away, but I wasn't moving.
"Take that shit. Cum on daddy's dick." She clenched a few times before she came hard against me. I held her up as we rode out our orgasm.
"Shit." Her body went limp and I held her to keep her from falling. I slowly pulled out and turned her around in my arms. Sitting down with her in my lap, she laid on my shoulder. "That felt so good, baby."
"You damn right." I smacked her butt. The dressing room door opened.
"Jan...oh shit." It closed back. We quickly fixed our clothes and situated ourselves on the couch. Janet sat next to me with her head laying on me.
"Come in." I shouted. Gil and Preston walked in.
"You two just can't stay off of each other." She laughed and snuggled into me.
"It wasn't my fault, man."
"Oh, I know all about that girl next to you. I know it wasn't you, you have self control."
"Hey, I have self control." Janet spoke up.
"Sure you do." Gil rolled his eyes.
"I saw that."
"Yeah, whatever. They wanted us to let you guys know that you're on in five minutes."
"Okay." We got up and made sure our clothes were good. "Is my makeup okay, Pres?" He looked her over.
"You're good, boo."
"Thanks." She turned to me. "You ready, babe?"
"More than ever." I grabbed her hand and we walked out of the dressing room to where we were supposed to wait. I felt Janet's hand start to sweat in mine. "You feeling okay, babe?"
