Pleasing

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MARCEL POV

   Jennifer's body moved perfectly with mine, always. My arm hooked around the front of her stomach to get a better angle.

  Her ass jiggled back each thrust I made into her. Fuck. Jennifer's nails trying to dig into the tiled wall. Her delicious moans bouncing off it and into my ear. She didn't have to do much to get me hard. Just looking at her made me wanna fuck the shit out of her.

The faster I went inside the weaker she got. "Ahh! Slo-slow down, jesus. I- hhh." Jennifers hand pressed against my stomach trying to slow me. Her pussy tightened around my dick and my body tensed. I knew she didn't want me to. She was just going to cum.

"Slow down baby? Already? I dont think so. Tsk tsk." I lean into her ear as I press her back to my front. My tatted arm trailing to her neck. Her eyebrows furrowed with pleasure, mouth open with silent moans, and only light breathes out.

  "Gonna cum on my cock princess?" I ask her and she nods slowly with fluttered eyes. She was getting worn out.  I pulled out just to thrust inside her quickly hitting her cervix lightly. My hand tightening around her throat and hip as I coated her tight walls with my cum. I couldn't help the grunts come out as I curse lightly as I felt her own orgasm crash over her.

  Jennifer's legs bucked and almost went limp against me. "Jesus, daddy, I- ahh." Her whimpers made me harden again. "Keep talking with that tone babygirl. I'm gonna fuck you all night. You want that?" I tease and her bruised lips part slightly. Yes.

I ignore her response and slowly slide out of her. Jennifer had her arms linked around me to steady herself as we finally got cleaned. Luckily, by the time we got out she could easily dress in a shirt of mine and I could change quickly into some boxers.

   My eyes laid upon the curvy female as she lathered herself in some cocoa butter lotion and put tight twists in her hair. Her tongue tip sticking out as she looked into the mirror. My gaze following down the dip in her hips and widening again. The bump of her little chub I lived for. The shape of her tits popping out against the shirt.

  Jennifer shifts in her position to face me, catching me staring. I lick my lips and she tilts her head with squinting eyes. "I'm-I'm hungry." Her voice soft and quiet. "Can we get some Burger King or-or Wendy's. I know you don't like it but- yes princess." I stop her from spiraling and her shoulders lower. A smile appears as she crawls slightly to hug me.

"Yay!yay!" She squeals, my hands squeeze her hips as she clings to me. She moves back to look at me fully. Jennifer smiles from the soft eye contact. I couldn't be tense around her, shove her off me. Jennifer was too fucking... angelic. Her nail runs over my nose ring as her eyes linger over my face. She loved doing that. Tracing her finger over my facial features.

  As if she wasn't the art piece here.

"You're so cute." Jennifer gives me a peck before letting her exposed pussy settle on the fabric of my boxers. "I- sorry!" Her face redder than a fuckin' cherry. Her eyes widen just a smidge.
  I kept my smirk back as I raise an eyebrow. My fingers already lingering on her inner thigh. I could feel her goosebumps from my simple touch. "You need to eat." I redirect her and she frowns slightly. "Please- uh- I." Jennifer shakes her head with a tint of hesitation in her voice.

"Touch me." Jennifers says quietly and I was growing hard by the second. Again? "After we eat." I mumble as I tap under her chin to get her to look at me. "I'm not going anywhere." My tone light with a hint of teasing. Her body heat was strong and the smell of her was causing me to almost cave in.

  We quickly get dressed at 11:23 at night and I quickly snatch the keys. I watched in front of me as my woman hips move satisfactorily with simple biker shorts and a hoodie of mine. Her flip flops clicking every quick second off the wooden floors and then pavement.

   I let Jennifer ramble on and on about how she loves fast food and how it's also really not good for her, or anyone.

But my mind was simply on tomorrows event. Each day passes as the tension rises in my body on seeing everyone without my father or brother. For fuck sake I killed them.  I don't know when to cut the ties off with my life.
I'm going to be a fucking father and putting my 2 hearts out in the open for the world to snatch and kill, I couldn't. I knew I had to step down.

The thought of something happening whilst Jennifer's pregnant sickens me.

  I turn my gaze to the women as she looks out the window. Soon, we get to the location and she scrambled out, pleading for us to eat inside. My eyes close as I say yes. Why does she want to stay inside and eat? "Awe thank you, Marcel. I loaf you so much!" She squeals holding my hand.

When I held the door for her I gave a confusing look. "Loaf? Explain princess." I chuckle at her new word for love. "I love bread and you love me so you're my bread, so it's another way of saying I love you!" Jennifer explains quite quickly before we get in-front of the menu.

  Jennifer was about to speak all giddy but soon stops and looks at me sideways, she wants me to order. "Can I get a double cheese burger and fries please, medium, and a small sprite." I hum before looking at her for confirmation. "Cookie." Jennifer mumbles. "A cookie too." I add and the male cashier nods. "We have different types of cookies. So, we ha- all, 1 of each." I say as I take my wallet out pressing a 20 down. On the counter.

  I see Jennifer switch out a few dollars under my arm and slides it into the tip jar. I glare. "Est-ce que tu trouves son chaton attirant?" I raise a eyebrow and I could tell she was confused.

(Do you find him attractive, kitten?)

We stand to the left as a few people come in. "¿Le encuentras un gatita atractivo?" I ask in Spanish and she gasps shaking her head. "¡No, no! ¿Por qué pensar eso?" A light pink shades her cheeks with embarrassment. "Teasing princess." I smirk, he's unworthy for her anyways.

I soon grab her food and settle in a booth she picked. "Nervous for the event tomorrow?" I ask as I take a fry. "Yes, very, I don't know what to do while you talk to people. Can Zenday come? What if they don't like me? Oh meh gawd. Is there going to be rewards like a "MTV music awards or something?" Jennifer's eyes widen each comment and "what if's" that come out her mouths. "Comer." I say as I think for answers on her questions.

  Jesus, zenday couldn't come unless brought by Jazmine. So, I highly doubt it.