Living Off Past Trauma.

Clingy

Onika Jones//Oni
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Just like any other morning with Lamar, he was being awful clingy. His arms were wrapped around my waist as I laid on my side. My back was facing him.

I tried getting up, but he didn't wanna leave me alone. I elbowed him in the stomach, and he grunted. To my disappointment, his grip just became harder.

"Lamar, why you so fucking clingy?" I whined, trying to get out of his grip.

"I'm not. You just amazingly warm, dats all." His head was now in the crook of my neck.

"I wanna use the bathroom," I whined.

"Ergh fine." He let go of me.

Finally.

I took a piss and got outta the bathroom. Lamar was now sitting up right up, his head against the headboard while he was on his phone.

"Ey, did you tell Amina that we dating? Because she kept blasting my phone yesterday." I laughed. I walked towards the bed and sat on him. My legs were on each side as I faced him.

"I told my mom yeah. I'm guessing she told her." He shrugged as he put his phone down. He put his arms around my waist.

"Oh."

"Yea. You going to work today?" He asked

"Yeah, but only later." I shrugged.

His hands went underneath the shirt I was wearing, and he squeezed my butt. I noticed how his eyes were fixed on my lips.

"My sexy baby." He mumbled.

I smirked and placed my lips on his. We started devouring each other. I moved my hips back and forth on his print. I could feel he was getting hard really quick.

He pulled back, "You're gonna give me blue balls."

"Hmmm." I rubbed Lamar's print through his boxer. He closed his eyes and let out a loud gruff.

I got off of him and sat in between his legs. I continued rubbing his print. I pulled his boxer down and his wood sprung to life. I tried to hide the surprise look on my face as I stared at his long, large, hard, thick dick that was before me.

Ian a scared bitch or sum, I'm a bitch with a deep throat. I'm not gon put half of it in, or 70% of it in, I'll go all the way.

It's go big or go home son.

"You straight?" He asked. Oh, baby I just be asking you that.

"Yeah," I said as I started stroking him. I looked up at him and his eyes were closed. When he opened them, I slurped and wrapped my tongue around his tip, holding his dick in place.

I then went for the kill. I took all of him in. I sucked it all the way in till my nose was touching his stomach. He groaned loudly. I held his dick in place.

Up and down, up and down. I kept going with him down my throat. I felt pre-cum smoothly slide down my throat, so I knew he was close.

He nutted in my mouth, but I kept going.

"Shit, Onika. Fuck." He groaned, gripping my hair.

I moved my tongue around, basically swirling around his dick that was in my mouth then continued to suck him. I felt pre-cum go down my throat again and I lifted my head, making a popping sound, moments before he nutted all over my face.

I was lowkey scared he was gon judge me, but at the same time, it's too much fun.

Meanwhile, his toes were still curled, and he was tryna catch his breath.
"You okay?" I asked as he was wiping his face.