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𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑- 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 NINE
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I stared over at my vanity mirror, taking in the bruises and cuts left on my body from Onika. I'd give the world to hear her crying out my name once more. To see her, laying before me with her hands filled with sheets. I truly couldn't believe that she was mine. That I had successfully put her underneath the trance of needing me like no other. I had never been the type to enjoy giving other pleasure opposed to receiving it myself—but Onika was different. If allowed, I would make love to her pussy from the moment the sun would rise 'til the moment it would set. She belongs to me and she knows it.
I rest a cotton swab with a saline solution on one of my cuts, wincing at the pain. In the reflection of the mirror I could see Onika shuffling in bed, resulting in me turning around and walking over. "Even when you're just waking up you look fuckable." I bit my lip as she shyly rubbed her eyes. "Goodmorning to you too." She stretched. "Last night was certainly something. How'd I end up in your bed? We fell asleep on the couch." She spoke whilst sitting up and rubbing my arm. "Yeah my shoulder blades are cut up worse. I carried you to the room once the sheets got changed, Blue watches television in the mornings." I turned around as she awed. "I'm sorry about your bruises. I should've been more mindful."
"Don't be, aside from the pain, I found pleasure. Meaning I was doing something right." I kissed her as she pulled the blanket over her head. "Don't go all chicken with me." I tickled her as she giggled and attempted to shove me off. "I just want to lay in bed all day. I hate flying." She spoke as I pulled her over towards me. "I wish we could stay in bed today as well, but we've gotta go to the breakfast then head out." I mumbled into her neck as she nodded and sat up.
"We can be a little late." I whispered as I kissed her. "Someone's excited." She rubbed down from my abs to my pants. "Really excited." I nodded before she pushed me off. "We'll fuck around and get carried away."
"Breakfast should be quick, I just have to drop in and say hello—eat some fruit or something and we can leave. You can sleep on the plane." I rubbed her chest as she nodded and stood from the bed. "I've got no clue what to wear. I wish I could've gotten my hair and nails done before seeing your family. I'm not trying to make an impression but I don't want you to look bad." She explained nervously, resulting in me pulling her in. "You won't make me look bad. I can get you all ready before you meet them, when we land we aren't going to see them right off, we're gonna stay at my place and the tomorrow we'll see them. You've got all day today to get stuff done." I explained as she sighed in relief.
