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AirbnB | Saturday Morning
Asha's POV
With my fingertips, I brushed them across his eyebrows, tracing his nose, his cheekbones, lips for a small pause, then stroking his chin hair, grateful to have a man like him exist before me, being a man that you'd only read about in books. I'm savoring this moment because after tomorrow I'll be back home in Lebeau; I miss him already and I haven't left yet.
Between him and Levi, my happiness will never run dry and I love that for me.
"You should take a picture. I know I look cute," Deonte chuckled with his voice thick with sleep. "Maybe I will," I whispered, pressing my lips to his. I threw my leg over his hip, feeling his morning wood tap against my entrance and he pulled me closer.
My voice hitched a little when his tip pressed on my center just right, causing me to pull back from his lips and bite down on my bottom lip. Sleeping naked was asking for trouble. Trouble I happily welcomed to my front doorstep everyday of the week for their fine asses.
"Goodmorning baby," he mumbled into my lips before kissing me again. "Goodmorning baby," I whispered back. His eyes flickered open, and the grogginess that was on display was still sexy as fuck, had me rolling my hips to give him a hint goddamn.
Catching my drift, Deonte rolled me on my back, feathering kisses from my lips, shoulders, collarbone, breasts and all the way down to between my legs. He made me cum so hard that my toes felt like they were never were gonna un-curl.
Then when he used mess I made on his face to let his dick, he wasted no time filling me up. If I ain't know any better, I'd think he was trying to kiss my kidney with the tip of his dick, hell. He was all the way in, circling his hips just a little and made his dick jump inside of me; looking at me with the most ruttish stare.
Deonte is the perfect balance of a man in a way that will have any woman doing any and everything he commands. He's so sweet, kissy, caressive, and lovey-dovey, but in bed he fucks like madman that hasn't got his fix in eons. I'm a"Dick"ted to his ass.
His handsome mug, strong jawline, broad shoulders, smooth brown skin, and overral burly build makes me feel safe, secured and always protected. Despite how big he is in comparrison to me, he never makes me feel small. Not mentally that is. He who shall not be named again was the king of that shit.
But the sunlight peering in the room and kissing his face while he's stroking in and out of my pussy so delisiously right now, I can't help but feel like I'm being pleasured by the son of a god with thunder powers or some shit. All of this thundering and clapping he got us doing imma fuck around and wake up and become Storm's fine platinum white haired ass.
When Deonte lowered his head to hold my lips hostage with his mouth and crossed my hands over my head and pinned them down firmly with just one of his big ass hands, while hooking his free arm under my back to pin me flat to his chest, I lost it all control.
"Mmm, take all dis dick baby," he growled in my mouth before shoving his tongue back into mine for me to suck on sloppily. When his eyebrows pulled together and an erotic haze glossed over his eyes, I wanted this to end, never.
I heard the door open and shut, and I knew it had to be Levi. Now that he's in the room, the thoughts of him joining us forced me to let got of my hostage of Deonte's tongue because they both can get it.
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