Tsunami Shorts (Kehlani One Shots)

tease.

I wanted her more than anything in the world.
I craved her taste. Her touch. Her scent.
But she was such a fucking tease.
I could barley think straight with her around.
She made me weak in the knees. She had that much power, control, over me.
Whenever she came over, she would push herself against me and pull away.
Knowingly torturing me.
I think that was the worst part of it all.
She knew exactly what she was doing to me.
I was tired of waking up in the middle of the night drenched in sweat with soaking wet panties from dreaming about making love to her.
It was time to make my dreams a reality.
I didn't just want her, I needed her.
I needed her taste. Her touch. Her scent.
I needed to hear her moaning, screaming, panting my name, begging me to stop because she could no longer take it.
I needed her at my mercy, right on the verge of climax in my bed.
I needed her cum and sweat all over my sheets.
I needed to have her nails digging into the back of my neck, her tight grasp and aggressive tug on my hair as I ate her sweet pussy.
I hadn't even tried her yet and I was already addicted.
I was addicted to the way she made me feel at 2 am under my sheets.
In my dreams.
I was addicted to the way she made me clench my soaking wet pussy at the thought of her naked body.
I was addicted to touching myself while thinking about her.
I was addicted and I hadn't even tried her yet.
Knowing that my dreams would soon become a reality were too much for me to even comprehend.
She wasn't ready.
She wasn't ready for all the things I had dreamt of doing to her.
She wasn't ready for me to tie her up to the head board and fuck her senseless.
She wasn't ready for me to eat her pussy until she cried.
She wasn't ready for me to finger her tight hole until she squirted.
And she was nowhere near ready for the spankings that I fantasized about giving her.
My handprints on her ass were all I wanted.
I was ready to leave marks all over her body.
Love marks.
I wanted her limping the next day.
I tried to sleep that night, but the same thing happened to me as tired.
She slid her way into my dreams.
She consumed my every thought.
She controlled my mood and emotions as I dreamed of her, and it felt so real.
Too real.
I awoke once again soaked in my desires of her.
Today is the day.
My dreams will become reality.
I call her over with a calmness in my voice.
She never knew how badly I thirsted for her.
I made it a point to hide it from her.
I wanted her to believe that I was in control of her, and not vice versa.
I wanted her to believe that I wasn't interested, to keep her coming.
To keep her wanting more.
To keep her teasing me every chance she got, so that I could pounce at the perfect time.
Today is the perfect time.
She walks through my door and I inhale her sent as she softly brushes past my existence.
I almost felt unworthy of her affections.
Unworthy of her Essence.
We sat together on couch.
Staring deep into each other's eyes.
She leaned into me.
Her lips gently brushing against mine.
This is it.
The kiss that will turn my dreams into reality.
Her lips tenderly morphed with mine.
Her tongue grazed my bottom lip, signalling her interest in entering my mouth.
I granted her access.
Her fingers slowly tangled up in my hair.
My hands traveled up and down her sides.
Slowly creeping up to her breasts.
Her breath quickened.
I was wet, so I know she was soaking.
Drenched in just as much desire for me, as I for her.
I roughly pulled her onto my lap.
I loved the way she looked down at me as I looked up at her.
Our lips began to dance together again,
but this time, I wasn't so gentle.
I removed her tank top exposing her beautiful Victoria Secret bra. 
I kissed her soft brown skin as her head slowly cascaded back and sounds of pleasure escaped her mouth.
I was done teasing her.
She's going to get it now.
I lifted her up and she immediately wrapped her legs around my waist.
I threw her on the bed and she lay on her back as she watched me remove my shirt and shorts.
I devilishly smirked at her.
She and I both knew what was coming next.
I unbuttoned her pants and slid them down with ease.
I gently rubbed her pussy through her silky panties.
She squirmed in anticipation.
I slid her panties down, revealing her bare skin.
I gazed her the beauty between her legs in amazement.
My dreams were truly beginning to come true.
I slowly licked her pussy from the bottom up.
A soft moan escaped from behind her lips.
I smirked against her pussy.
I began to roughly suck her clit as I gripped her hips and slowly massaged them.
"Oh," she moaned out louder than she had before, "Yes Kehlani, right there."
Her nails found their way into the skin on the back of my neck.
Her hand gripped my curls tightly just as I desired.
"Faster, faster!" She screamed.
"Yes Kehlani! Yes, Yes, Fuck Yes! Right there please don't stop! I'm cumming."
Our blood began rushing.
Our hearts fiercely racing.
My fingers rapidly plunging in and out her wet pussy.
Her sweat dripped onto my sheets, my name escaped her mouth more than once.
My nails scrapped against her inner thighs.
I spanked her sweet ass as I ate her out from behind.
Her wrists were tightly tied to my headboard.
I was in complete control of her body.
I could feel her walls clenching around my fingers.
She was finally at my mercy, and I didn't spare her.
Here it comes, I panted.
My dreams were almost complete.
She was so close to finally squirting on my sheets.
Just was she was about to relieve herself in my bed, I began to hear an obnoxious ringing.
My eyes shot open as I awoke from my deep slumber.
I sat up in my bed and reached over to shut of my alarm clock.
There I sat.
In the middle of  bed, drenched in sweat, cursing under my breath as I did every morning when I awoke from my beloved and torturous regularly occurring dream.
My dreams did not become my reality.
Not yet at least.
"Someday." I said hoarsely as I got out of bed, and wobbled to the bathroom to start my day.
My phone buzzed on the sink as I brushed my teeth.
I looked over to see it was a text from her.
Justine😍: Did you have sweet dreams?
I smirked.
Me: I always have sweet dreams.