This story follows a young woman by the name of British whose mother was tragically murdered by sources unknown, this causes her to move back to Jamaica temporarily bringing back old flames she thought she already placed behind her.
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My Love
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BRITISH SMITH| 24
Our eyes met momentarily before he forced it in roughly, we had previously been to a restaurant and I had been teasing him all night. His frustration was now visible as the calm appearance vanished. I reluctantly released a moan, practically begging him to be gentle. He held my throat gently and brought me closer so I could hear him, with my body still remaining in an arched position. "Shut up."
"Yuh been a tease me all day." He forced it deeper the second he completed the sentence and all I could do was gasp as he touched my cervix, "dis yuh did want man."
"Bcz we did in front a everybody mek mi neva fuck yuh."
He grabbed a fist full of my hair and gripped it so tight the feeling of him playing with my nipples almost missed me, wah dah man ya a do to mi?
He pushed down on my back so I could arch lower and he could penetrate deeper.
"Sexy yf and tight."
"Fuckkk yuh creamy."
Hearing these words from someone else wouldn't have the effect they do when he says them, I felt a little tingle in my stomach and I arched a little lower with a moan.
He landed a slap to my ass cheek and mi move forward a beg fimi life, at one point all mi coulda do a scream and hope seh him woulda feel sorry fi mi.
"Neva know yuh coulda scream suh, gwan princess mek everybody hear yuh." He sped up and I turn my face to look at him properly, the sight of my face caused him to sink his finger into my lower back and go faster.
Wah kinda sumn dis man? Mi feel like mi ago pass out.
No moans... a single tear alone fell from my eye.
"Say mi fucking name!" At one point mi swear mi did ago bawl out, I couldn't take it anymore— I was extremely close to cumming and the sound of him groaning lowly wasn't helping. I knew I was pleasing him and that made me love every second of us fucking.
I barely said his name, his tip touched my cervix once more. "Fuck-"
"Cum fimi."
The way he said it was more of a command than a request, my legs shook a little. Things I only thought happened in movies, Amanie's body touched mine for the last time before I allowed my body to relax and with that I creamed.
He turned my body around gently— I couldn't help but moan at the feeling of him slipping out of me. His lips touched mine briefly as his fingers traced my pebbled nipples.
