BEGUILED

CHAPTER 12

His hands touch me, running down my spine, tickling my skin. It finds its place around my butt, cupping my cheek gently, pulling me towards him. I feel his erection, moist with precum that I have drawn from its tip, touch my stomach. A hand slips through my hair as I am pulled into an embrace, feeling his rock-hard member throbbing against my skin, a hot wet tube threatening to explode between us.

“I want you so much, love.” He whispers as he pushes his nose into the top of my head, sliding a hand down my back.

I feel his hand touch my breast, his thumb lightly grazing my nipple. I pull his hand from my butt and step back, pulling my buttons apart. My pants slide off to the ground. He steps towards me and grabs my leg, lifting me from the ground. His member tantalizes my entrance as I wrap my legs around him. His head pushes at the moist lips that drop with my juices. I let out a gasp. He spins us around, pressing my back against the wall, and then enters me.

Like a pulsating lion, his cock penetrated me, pushing my pussy aside to make way for his girth, filling me with hot, thick flesh and blood. I let out a cry. “Hunter!” The helm of his cock sucks on my insides with every withdrawal and plunges into me with every thrust. His lips caresses my nipples- stimulating them. They ache with rigid tension, as his mouth closes around one, my back plastered against the wall. I scream his name again, every sensation in my body opening. Every thrust brings waves of pleasure, warmth filling me like a kettle filling a cup.

I open my mouth to swear to the lord, but only a cry of ecstasy escapes. My moans quickens his pace. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop.” I find myself panting the words as he drills into me. Every moment he is in me is one of bliss. I push my hand against the wall, while the other clings to his shoulder, his hands wrapped around my back, holding me above his thrusting member.

His place quickens again. He begins to grunt and I can feel the tip of his cock swell inside me, filling my pussy as the sound of my juices slurping his cock echoes. “Give it to me, baby.” I moan louder as he pounds away harder, groaning.

“Fuck, love.” He gasps and then his cock erupts inside me. Cum explodes into my cookie, filling me with warmth. He thrusts again, crying out, pressing me harder against the wall. I scream as his cock explodes again, jumping about inside me. Each drop of cum ejected into me. He gasps again and thrusts. I can feel the mix of his semen and my own cum drip down my leg as he pushes his shrinking head into me one more time. There, against the wall, in my living room, he fills me to the brim. He finally stops thrusting and rests his head against mine, breathing heavily.

“Baby, that was incredible.” He draws after catching his breath and I chuckle.
“Aren’t you arms tired of carrying me now?”
“Never.” I laugh and he just smiles.
“What are the farewell plans you had for me?” he frowns and then seems to remember something.

“Your pussy totally made me forget everything.” He carries me to the bathroom and we take a long naughty shower before we dry up. “Dress up comfortably. I am taking you out to dance tonight.” I frown. “Don’t give me that look, baby, and don’t worry. Where I am taking you, everyone will be paying attention to themselves and their partners. There are no thirsty niggas or thots there.” I wonder what type of club is that.

I just put on my black crop top and black high wasted pants with sneakers. He puts back on the outfit he was wearing. Just as we step out of the bedroom, we find mom sitting comfortably in the living room couch. Dear God. Did she hear us fucking? If she did, I will never hear the end of it. Mom doesn’t cower away from such topics.

“Finally. You took ages to come out of that room.” Hebana. This woman. Where is privacy when I need it? She stands up and extends her hand to Hunter. “I am Othandiweyo by the way, Okhethiweyo’s mom. So nice to finally meet you. You must be Hunter, right?”

Hunter quickly shakes her hand. “Yes, Miss Othandiweyo. It is such an honour to finally meet the wonderful woman who birthed such a beautiful and genius lady.” The way he says Othandiweyo, it’s like he is from the deep Bundus, like Mhlabuyalingana or something. This one is sneaky and shady as fuck.

“This is my one and only girl, Hunter. I have been through a lot with her. If you dare hurt her like that scumbag who is your friend, I will hunt you down and I will become the hunter, best believe it.”

Hunter is terrified by the change of attitude. “Yes ma’am.” My mom goes back to her cherry mood.
“Now go have fun you two. My daughter deserves it.” She kisses my cheek and then practically pushes us out of my apartment. MY APARTMENT!

“Is your mom bipolar?” Hunter asks as soon as we enter the elevator.
“Shh. She might hear you.” He jumps up and I burst out in laughter. My God. My poor man looks so scared.