Ava Bonetti

Part 12 Ava

They made it through the lobby but as soon as they got on the elevator, Ava attacked him, making out with him furociously. "Mm," she moaned, when he picked her up and kissed her deeply, his full lips were so soft, she could kiss them all day. He began kissing and sucking on her neck. "Mm, baby, that feels so good," she moaned as his free hand found his way inside her panties, pumping in and out of her. "Oh shit, don't stop Baddy," she slurred mixing baby and daddy up by accident. They both chuckled hard through kisses. "Your so childish," she giggled until she felt herself nearing her peak. "Oh shit- oh shit-," she moaned out bouncing against his long fingers as he massaged her love button. She then erupted all over his hand, he removed his fingers and tasted her. It turned her on badly. She kissed him hard, tasting her own juices. The elevator rung. They hurried and adjusted their clothing right before the elevator doors opened. A white couple entered. Ava and Amari held their laughter in, knowing what just went down as they exit to Amaris floor. When the elevator closed they started roaring with laughter. When they simmered, he picked her up and pinned her against the walls of the hall making out with her. "Don't catch feelings Amari," she warned him through kisses. He pulled away and eyed her confused. "What you got a nigga or something?" He asked putting her down. She shrugged. "It's something like that, I just needed space," she admitted. He nodded and stare down at her, making her feel small. "Then I won't," he said again and lift her again in his arms. He carried her to his room. She got down and led him to the room. She gasped when she got there. "You have a stripper pole in your room?" She asked. "It came with the shit," he admitted. She grinned and looked over at him. "What, you got moves?" He asked. "I'll show you later," she said before she pushed him down onto the bed. "Tall is sexy, but you are too damn tall," she giggled before straddling him. "You just mad I make you feel powerless with your small ass," he said rubbing her butt. She giggled. He was right. "Ain't nothing bout my ass small Daddy, and I think you know that," she said biting her bottom lip, she climbed off of him. He caught her arm, pulling her back. "Where you going?" He asked smoothly. Shit, his voice alone even got her hot. "I have to use the restroom," she admitted with a smile. "Number one or number two?" He asked. "Number one, alcohol runs right through me, and I would never tell you if I'm doing number two," she giggled making her way to the bathroom that was connected to the bedroom. "Nasty," he sang. She giggled then immediately thought of Q. She felt guilty of getting along with another man so well. She expected to hit and quit him faster than he could say that words. She and Amari had automatically just, connected. "Screw him and dip girl," she murmured as she took off her dress. She wore red lace lingerie a matching panty and bra set. She kept her heels on though. She bit her lip at her own curves. Damn. She said to herself before she opened the door. He was still sitting where she'd left him, busy on his phone. "Mari," she said softly. He looked up, his face priceless. "You know you gorgeous don't you?" He smirked at her. She giggled like a school girl. "Come here," he said smoothly. She walked over to him and exhaled. "You nervous Ma?" He asked. "Can you tell?" She asked straddling him. "Yeah," he said. "It's just- you would be my different stick in 5 years," she admitted. "Sheesh, 5 years is a long time," he admitted. "I know," she admitted herself. "But I would be honored," he said. "You just pump fakin cause I'm pretty," she teased. "Nah ma, you cool as hell," he promised. She smiled softly. "Really?" She slurred. "Yeah- and silly, and straight up, just like me," he said. "Yeah- that's cause I wanna be like you when I grow up," she joked. "I know you do," he joked back staring at her lips. "Kiss me," she told him. He guided the back of her head and kissed her. They engaged in a long slow French kiss. She pulled away and pulled the band out her hair, her hair fell down her shoulders. He eyed her full of lust. "You so fuckin gorgeous ma," he said and kissed her again. Before you knew it, she was on her back getting her g spot hit. He gave her baby making strokes. "Mmm," she moaned out. This baller has that dope loving and he was hung like a horse. "Damn, you tight as hell. This shit so good ma," he groaned in her ear, stroking her womb. "Ooohh," she moaned as he lift her legs higher and pounded deeper. "Babyyyy," she screamed out sinking her nails deep into his skin. He bit his lip deep stroking still. "Turn that ass over," he growled. She got on her hands and knees. He kissed her back, sending chills down her spine. He smacked her butt and entered her. She gasped. He started stroking her rhythmically. She felt herself on the edge of her peak. He found her spot immediately. "Mmmmm Daddy, I'm there!!!!" She screeched, she erupted all over him. "Who told you to do that?" He growled. "I'm sorry Daddy," she panted. She threw it back, tightening her cat muscles. "Shit," he moaned. She bit her lip as she took his huge monster. He smacked her ass. She screamed out when he pulled her hair and bit her neck. She threw it back ferociously. "Mm, I'm about to go there again," she moaned. "I ain't tell you to yet," he growled. She was erupting again. "Ahh shitttt Daddy," she screamed out. He had the dopest loving. "This shit so good ma," he murmured giving her slow strokes now. She crawled away and he pulled her back. "Don't run boo," he said. She whimpered as he drove inside her. She took his fingers and sucked them, squeezing her muscles and moaning all at once. "Ohhhhh," she moaned out. He pulled out and laid on his back, she grinned. She loved riding. She climbed on top of him and watched his face as she began to bounce on top of him. He threw his head back as she squeezed her muscles and twerked on it. "You like that Daddy?" She asked grabbing his fingers, sucking on them as she rode him. He looked at her, watching her suck his fingers intently. She bounced and rode him. "Shittt," he moaned smacking her butt. She smiled and decided to turn and do reverse cowgirl. She began bouncing on his monster, and clapping her ass as she did. "Shit- I'm about to nut," he moaned. "Go head Daddy," she moaned, bouncing harder, twerking faster. "Ahhh, shit," he moaned again. She bit her lip deciding to make him erupt already, his monster was too big to be playing games. So she lift her body a little, her cat still connected, but it only swallowed the tip so she looked back at him and smiled as she spread her legs into a split, then she dropped down on it. He let out a moan, she felt him erupt inside her as she erupted also. She began to tremble from the hard eruption. She laid back against his chest trying to catch her breathe. They both were trying to recover from the amazing sex they'd just had. "That was so good," she slurred first turning to face him. "Your shit so fuckin good though Ma, it could drive a nigga crazy," he said. She giggled. "Your such a fuckin cornball," she said. "For you, I'll be anything you want me to be," he joked. She giggled harder, holding his face in her hands. "You on the pill right ma?" He asked. "No, they get me fat," she said then thought about it. She sat up. "What the fuck Amari? You nutted in me?!?" She screeched. He began to panic as well. "Oh my God-," she moaned. "All yall be on the pill, I just assumed," he stammered. "Yall? What do you mean Yall?" She hissed climbing out of bed. "Come on ma, girls that be trying to get lucked up with a pro baller," he said. She scoffed and reached over and hit him in his chest. "You calling me a fuckin groupie?!" She yelled. He shrugged, frustrated at his own dumb actions of not using protection. "Your such a fuckin jerk! Who says shit like that?!? Groupies need niggas like you, I don't need your ass for shit! I make my own money! Don't try to turn this shit on me cause your dumb ass ain't use a condom! You should know better Mr. Ballplayer," she hissed. "God, how could I be so stupid!?!" She yelled at herself putting on her clothes. "So you seriously ain't trap me?" He asked still in disbelief. She looked at him like he had 3000 heads. "You gotta be fuckin kidding me!!! If anything you trapped me, you asshole!!!" She barked. "Why in the world would I do that?" He argued back. "I don't know you creep!!" She yelled, fully clothed now. She grabbed her purse and phone. "And by the way... if I am pregnant, I'm not fuckin keeping it," she hissed before she stormed out. Amari on her tail. "I don't give a fuck what you do but don't kill my seed, Ma, seriously. Specially my first one," he said as she grabbed his car keys. "Miss me with that shit Amari, I'm going home," she warned. "For real Ava!!" He yelled after her as she exit the suite, he was only in his underwear. "Where you going with my car?!" He called. She waved him off. "I don't know where you live Ava," he barked getting angry. "Find me," she said before she got on the elevator and went home.