𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑵𝑫𝑰E ᴅevante ꜱᴡɪɴɢ

𓈈▮keeping secrets▮

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I laid on something warm as I was spread out. My hair felt waved out to its core as I opened my eyes. It was all in my face giving me a sight of the short strings of my blonde streaks. I groaned slightly as I tried moving, I was on a lock, being lock inhaled a short breath gathering myself as I tried to figure out who was holding me, mostly giving me a tiny back rub down my back.

"Stop moving baby" a deep voice whispered in their sleep as they hummed the words in my sleep. I soon felt a kiss, being placed directly on my forehead temple.

I hummed in question as I looked up, I sighed under my breath as I saw Devante. He kissed me again as he shifted around. "Are you awake?" I asked. I could feel my throat go numb, it was like it was a little hard for me to breathe.

"No." He answered and soon enough I heard a chuckle. I looked back up at Devante and stared at him blinking my eyes. He looked at me with his full open and smiled.

"Just stop moving."

"And if I don't." My tired voice became sarcastic when giving him an answer. Devante chuckled again before shutting it up when a yawn.

"Oh, I'mma show you..."

"Vante." I moaned as I felt his tongue on my clit, with his eyes closed he tasted almost every bit of me. Using his soft lips he sucked the bud on my skin making me flinch, with his hands under my leg Devante kept me still moving his face closer. He took all of me in making my back slightly arch. His tongue lifted up for a second as he savior my taste.

He traced the lines of my hood starting at the lips. He moved his head a little to the side before devouring me back into his mouth. He slurped and pulled on my insides.

My legs began to shake slightly as I felt the need to get closer. I was losing control. Control easily from the way I was taking in his pleasure. I began to moan out as I couldn't control it. I didn't even hide it. I didn't care too. I didn't care if anyone heard us just as Devante didn't. I was too tired at the moment with him.

"Baby!" I called out to him as I felt myself almost there. Devante kept going, hearing the whines and the purse in my voice. He knew he proved a point about keeping me like this. He was satisfied as I was.

After my orgasm was completed. I felt in lust. I looked down at Devante as I saw him kissing up my body. He circled my nipple as he sat just at my breast. "No...no. this is so wrong." I then reacted as my thoughts came back after my high. It was then that I realized that I fucked up. My and suge were technically back together...but it felt as though we were working on something, something that I didn't have plans on doing.

Devante ignored him though, he began to suck on my brown tip after laying kisses. I began to moan again as I didn't let my mouth or my thoughts ruin this intense moment. I felt as though I was fucking it up.

Devant paid a little less from my breast to my mouth next, he pulled me into a kiss hunching his mouth quickly from above my mouth, soon enough our tongues were gliding into it each other just taking away each inhale that tried crawling out.

The kiss was so passionate making me feel in capacity. I felt like everything was erasing, the environment around us was fully out of my control. As we were kissing, Devante carefully stopped it.

"Turn over." He said against my lips. My eyes went to confused as I didn't know what he meant by that. My poor soul was so caught up in the kiss that I didn't even know what he said. He was so breathless with his answer that I barely understand him. Devante lift an eyebrow as I failed to do as he said. Before I knew I felt my body being forcefully turned over.

I gasped a little in shock as I was feeling butterflies in my stomach, or for that matter devante hands under my stomach that were now on the face of the mistress. Devante held me still as he arched my back forward.

"Deva---oh! Ooh!" I began to moan as I felt enter inside me. It didn't even take him long. I felt my body move back along with him holding a tight grip on my hips. Not a coverage on my face as I was in a panic, I moaned everything I felt. Huffing at the most.

"No, move your fucking hand," Devante told me as I tried to remove his own hands from my hips. Devante pushed my hands away before going deeper. He slapped my ass roughly making me flinch.

I had never felt so embarrassed. It was really degrading, but god! Did it feel good? I couldn't complain so much, I loved when a man took control. Devante knew what he wanted and made sure that morning that it was something for me to remember.

I crept down the stairs as I had my heels in my hands. My sides felt a little sworn. But I was thankful for my legs working, working on me getting the hell out of there and not to be seen.

But I was spotted, once I turned the corner. There sat creepy k-ci sitting on the living room couch flipping through channels. I thought I wouldn't be seen but he and I made eye contact.

The first thing the boy did was laugh. Coldheartly. "Interesting..." he whispered as I glared at him.

"If you tell anybody I was here..." I started off by saying. K-ci put his hand up in defense with the t.v. remote surrounding in his right hand. He began to shrug and turn back to the television.

"How the tables have turned." He referred to the time I caught him living our house from vanity room. An unfair comparison he put me against but whatever goes in his mind, he comprehends it.

"Whatever nigga." I mumbled as ai went quickly for the door. I didn't want to hear the jokes. I was embarrassed to even more now that I was caught. It wasn't like I was trying to hide it in the first place but still...I could have tried a little harder.