(18+) These Three Words | A DeVanté Swing Fanfiction

Chapter 65: Late Night Snack

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April 4, 1999

~DeVanté's P.O.V~

Crawling from in between Tia's legs, I stared down at her trembling but arched body. Her titties are perky, seemingly begging and pleading for my attention. Being the man that I am, I cupped a titty and my tongue flickered against her hard nipple, before switching to the other. Tia, of course, pushed my head away. I pulled at her nipple with my mouth as my head was pushed away, and released it with a pop. My saliva coated both of her areolas. I kissed her lips, only she didn't kiss back. I pulled away with a chuckle.

"Babe, you good?" I gave her thigh a small tap while still hovering above her like a lion eyeing its prey.

Her legs continuously shook with her eyes still closed, she took a deep breath and nodded at me in response. My dick is hard as fuck and prodding against her throbbing center. My boxers are wet from both of us.

"Well, I feel proud of myself once again," I spoke while staring down at her. "Got your ass speechless," I tapped her thigh, then rolled over onto my side of the bed and on my back. "Can't even speak and move, other than the trembles. Pussy beating like a drum," I laughed.

My shit on brick, but I'll be fine very soon. I just need to calm the hell down or not, because blue balls are no joke. We both laid in bed and then minutes had passed, so I turned over to see whether or not my fiancée was asleep. Tia turned and glanced at me before getting out of the bed. I watched her as she walked away to the bathroom.

One thing I will say is that she knows me and knows not to allow me to do what I just did because like she said, it would be continuous. She knows I can't get enough. We both already showered before we got into bed because we were dirty from today's festivities. I got up to remove the two towels that were underneath her, entered the bathroom, and sent it down the chute. Then I laid in my spot again. About fifteen minutes later, Tia returned to the bedroom with her towel wrapped around her.

"Oh, you're still here?" She raised her eyebrows at me. "I thought you'd be long gone by now." She took a seat on the bed with her back facing me.

"What you mean?" I slowly sat up.

Tia turned her head towards me. "I'm sorry. I forgot," she stood up and walked away, leaving me puzzled.

She disappeared again, then came back to the bedroom. A stack of money was thrown beside me. Completely shocked at her actions, I stared at her with a deep frown on my face. I picked up the stack of money. The paper that's wrapped around the, what looks to be, fifty dollars. So this woman threw a stack of fifty dollar bills near me for what?

"What the fuck is this, Tia?" I got out of bed and walked around to her side of the bed. I sat the money on the nightstand and Tia silently stared at me.

"That's for you," she gestured towards the money.

"Fuck is you givin' me a stack of money for? I ain't ever asked for or even accepted money from you." I squinted at her taking a step forward.

Tia began lotioning up her legs. "Your job is done and there's your monetary reward..." Tia nodded towards the dollar bills.

"What am I? Some prostitute?" I asked her after she confirmed what I was thinking.