Two of a Kind

13

I done did all I could to warn yall that this book is not for everybody, 😈😈 ***mature content***

If you want to skip, meet me at the last scene and keep going (you'll see the third song)
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▶︎ Hrs and Hrs - Muni Long
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Zendaya

Took long enough. Round Two, ding.

"Shit. How bout you show me right now?" I say, licking across my top lip.

At this point, I don't have the patience to have small talk. All I'm thinking is what that mouth do.

Her brown hazel eyes were low, filled with lust, and her gaze was locked on my lips. She licked her lips and I can only imagine what she's thinking.

I know one thing. Kissing her was out of this world and that's just her kissing my top set of lips.

I crawl slowly over the bed until she meets me in the middle.

Our lips connect and I felt a heat wave surge my body. I sat down on my bent knees as she hovered over me, sitting upright.

Her tongue sampled a taste of mine then she devoured me like she was starved to death. Sloppy was an understatement. She was deep enough to taste my throat.

Her hands cupped my face until I felt one fall onto my neck. Her grip was firm and I almost forgot how to breathe.

Tongue kissing at her slow pace felt like passion. Even the pain felt like pleasure. Each kiss we shared outdid the last. I craved for her to touch on my body.

I pulled her by collar until she met my height. Her hands roamed around my back while I put my arms around her neck. Then I felt a sharp sting on my ass as a smack echoed off the walls.

I let out an airy whine then tug on her lip. She didn't the hurt me cause I have a high pain tolerance. Pain is more like pleasure to me. I was just so turned on by her.

She pushed me down into the mattress and climbed on top of me. As I was about to wrap my arms around her neck, she quickly pinned my wrists into the mattress. I watched her bite her lip and I did the same.

Her chains hung low, covering my neck as she was inches away from me. That shit is so sexy.

Her right hand found its way under my shirt in a familiar fashion. She looked into my eyes for permission and I nodded desperately. She pecked my lips as she caressed a handful of my breast. Her hand was soft, but her grip was firm.

I kissed her again, this time crashing my lips into hers, moaning into her mouth. She pinched and flicked my nipple continuously triggering a twitch between my legs. 

While she was about to kiss me, her lips separated just enough for me to stick my tongue out to stretch her mouth open. I attach my lips to her tongue to suck it like a popsicle. She grunted with satisfaction then I steal another peck before she trails down my neck with kisses.

Free-styling her affections until she found her favorite rhythm. She licked, pecked and sucked from my neck to my chest.

I whine at every point of contact. My eyes close and I let my body tune into my sense of touch. Every kiss she placed sent another signal to my thighs.