Entranced 18+

Thirty Four

Ijeoma crashed into him immediately his front door shut after them. She pressed her body against him, a soft moan leaving her lips. She'd been like this in the forty five minutes drive to his place, trying to kiss him and get her hands in his pants. Under any other circumstances he would have let her, but his control was hanging on by a thin thread and he didn't think Chukwudeh would appreciate them having sex in the backseat of his car. The man had glared at him through the rear view mirror each time he'd tried to fend Ijeoma off.

Now they were back in the privacy of his home and he wasn't sure they'd make it up the stairs to his bedroom.

"Are you drunk?" he asked her, turning them around so she was the one pressed against the wall. She shook her head in response, her pupils were dilated but he couldn't tell if that was intoxication or because she was aroused. "Can you walk in a straight line."

"I don't know and I don't care. I want you to fuck me," she replied, pushing off the wall. Ijeoma trailed her fingers down his chest and then cupped his very erect cock, squeezing it. He couldn't help the groan he let out or how he pushed into her palm and pressed their bodies together.

"I want you to be able to remember everything that happens tonight."

"I will. Now, please touch me."

"You look so pretty when you beg, when you look like this and when you're desperate for my cock." She whimpered and he grinned. Azu had figured out she had a praise kink and loved when he talked dirty like this. She was probably a natural submissive, but tonight was not the night to confirm that. "Be a good girl and beg properly." He stared her down, watching her eyes darken before she slid down the wall and got on her knees, all the while still staring at him with those beautiful eyes.

God! If he wasn't already on his way to falling for her, this right here would send him there. The complete trust she had in him, at least here, when they were having sex, the total submission she'd just displayed, it weakened him.

"Please," she breathed.

Azu couldn't bear it anymore, he fell to his knees in front of her and held her face. This kiss they shared was tender, so tender that his heart ached. There was something leaping in his chest, and he wanted to tell her so much, but he knew he couldn't. There was something going on with Ijeoma, he knew that his love would chase her away from him. It wouldn't matter if she felt the same, in fact he was convinced she did, but those words would be what would break this spell and he would lose her. He couldn't love her but he already did. He kissed her, pouring his heart, his frustrations and his hopes into that kiss. She kissed him back almost as desperately as he was kissing her, her feverish hands roaming all over his body as if she was committing him to memory.

He was the first to pull away from the kiss, leaving her panting for breath. Azu kissed down her neck into the middle of her deep cleavage. This dress had been messing with his head from the moment she'd texted him a picture of her in it. He pushed the straps down, blinking a little when he found that she was not wearing a bra. He drew one taut nipple into his mouth and she cried out, her back arching off of the floor. When had he even pushed her down to the floor?

He sucked the other nipple, delighting in her cries and how she was writhing against him. Azu pulled her to her feet and she staggered before leaning against him. "I can't fuck you on the cold floor. Let's go upstairs." She nodded and he picked her up, then raced up to his room. He dropped her on the bed, the rest of her dress falling to her waist.

He tugged the dress off completely and then the scrap of lace that shouldn't be called panties, they were that skimpy. Was this one of her designs? If it was, he was going to order the complete line from her, anonymously of course. He lifted one of her legs and began pressing kisses up her thighs and then he was between her legs, where she was already soaked for him. Azu pressed his face against her, rubbing his mouth and nose in her wetness. She smelled so good and her taste was his undoing. Ijeoma gripped his hair and began grinding into him. She was moaning and whimpering, her body was even shaking a little.

He pushed his tongue into her and she screamed, her orgasm was fast and completely unexpected. Even though his face was now soaked, he couldn't help his grin. Azu wiped his face with the sheets then crawled back up her body to kiss her.

"This is what you wanted," he said.

Her eyes fluttered open. "More."

Yes, he was going to give her much more. "Keep your eyes on mine. I want you to look at me when you scream my name. I want you to be as loud as you can when I make you come again."

"Yes, yes, please fuck me." She was truly so beautiful like this, it killed him. Azu sank into her in one thrust and groaned, she was always so tight, no matter how wet or how he tried to prepare her, her pussy always gripped him it didn't want to let go at all. He wasn't going to last long, but he was determined to get her across that finish line one more time.

"You're so good, darling. See how you're squeezing me." She squeezed him as he said that, drenching his cock with moisture. He really wasn't going to last long. Azu reached down to where they were joined and started playing with her clit. "Are you going to be a good girl and come for me again?"

"Yes, please."

"Fuck." He thrust into her, his fingers strumming her clit. "I'm close," he groaned. Azu let go of her clit so he could hold her legs up and over his shoulders, with this angle he could thrust against her g-spot. She screamed his name like the good girl she was as she climaxed. Her pussy squeezed him so hard as she shook and whimpered beneath him and Azu couldn't help his shout as he found his release and collapsed on top her. She wrapped her arms around him and scattered kisses all over his face.

He was a sweaty mess and was probably crushing her with his weight but he couldn't move, not when she was holding him like this and especially not when she'd made his legs useless. They remained like that for a while before he tumbled over to her side, dragging her on top of him. She gave him a small smile before her eyes closed and she was fast asleep. He watched her sleep, his eyes tracking every bit of her skin he could see, committing everything to memory. There was no part of her that he didn't like and the thought no longer scared him, he'd fallen and there was no saving him at this point.

He grabbed his phone and took a selfie, loving the way she was cuddled up against him and the small smile she still had in her sleep. He took a couple more pictures of them, in some of them he was kissing her forehead and in the rest he was just staring at her with what he now knew as love in his eyes.

That night, Azu couldn't fall asleep. He listened to her heartbeat, he watched how her face scrunched while she was dreaming and he smiled when she wiggled against him, muttering his name in her sleep. He hoped that meant she was dreaming about him as much as he was thinking about her. It wasn't until he could see the sun slowly rising that he fell asleep, his heart full and content.

When he awoke much later, he caught her staring at him, her eyes shining with unshed tears and he pretended to still be asleep when she wiped her face and then kissed him. He wanted to know what was breaking her heart so bad, but just like last night, he knew that question was going to be the detonator of their relationship. So, he let her get out of bed and only opened his eyes when she'd shut the door on her way out. He laid there for an extra hour, thinking about everything they'd ever done together and finally he made his decision to confront her, he needed to know the truth.

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I have missed their spice, but what is this sugar Azu is bringing now?

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