Inappropriate Caller

Gala Night

Brianna

Malachi instantly started kissing me as soon as the limo pulled away from the curb. He kissed my neck softly, I closed my eyes as I felt his lips touch my skin. He planted small kisses up and down my neck. I leaned my head to the side, giving him full access. My breathing altered in anticipation of feeling his lips again. I wanted him to do more.

He leaned in and licked little circles upon my neck with his tongue, ending with a small kiss. I reached around and raked my fingers through his hair as he slowly traced my neckline across my collarbone. He kissed, nibbled and gently scraped his teeth against my skin. My vajayjay awakened - it was about that time!

I mewed softly as he kissed the top of my twins. Unfortunately, the dress was so fucking tight, along with the spanks, nothing was going to come out - willingly. And if a tit was forced out, that bitch wasn't going back in. So, we did some heavy petting all the way to the condo. When the car finally stopped, Malachi's dick was hard as fuck and my panties were sticking to my lips because I creamed a little on the car ride over.

Malachi was not lying about the intense sexual tension and anticipation. It was animalistic.

As soon as we closed the door, shoes were off, earrings were on the table and any other jewelry was not needed; it would probably get lost or broken. After we were accessory free, Malachi led me to the bedroom and that big ass bed. I loved it. It was enough room to fuck on one side and go to sleep on the other. That way no one would have to sleep in a wet spot.

Malachi slowly unzipped my dress, it fell to the floor and I stood in my spanks, undies and a strapless bra. As I removed my spanks, I watched him undress. He removed his clothes quickly while trying to watch me undress. His creamy skin glowed in the dimly lit room. His skin flowed effortlessly over his well toned body. He had a hairless chest yet hair on his sculpted legs. Either he shaves his chest or none grows.

He had a tattoo of a koi fish on the left side of his torso and a skull on his back. He also had a few random tribunal tattoos. There was a scar on his shoulder that looked like he had been in a bad accident.

"What happened there?" I said pointing at the scar.

"I was a kid and did something stupid for a girl."

"Damn, what did you do to make you still have the scar?" I ran my fingers along the scar. Malachi stood still as I kissed it softly. Even though it was healed, I wanted to kiss it to 'heal' it.

He turned towards me and his hands found my waist.

"I fell on barbed wire and sliced my shoulder." I winced. Damn, that was determination.

"Damn, where was the girl? Prison?" He laughed. He looked at me and kissed me softly.

"Something like that." He answered in between kisses.

"Seriously?"

"No," he snickered. "She lived on a farm and my family's property backed up to hers. I would go over at the end of the property for us to meet up secretly. She had one of those fathers that was very strict."

"Oh and understandably so. Look at y'all sneaking out to get it on in the woods." I laughed. He giggled and unsnapped my bra, setting my twins free.

"I'm not sneaking anymore." Malachi said. He grabbed my girls and held them in his hands as he pinched my nipples between his fingers.

"Aaahh," I moaned softly, opening my mouth to meet him waiting for me to react. He looked at me as he continued to give love to my girls. My nipples grew like hard pebbles between his fingers.