Mine (Norminah)

Chapter 7

Normani's POV

"Dinah stop," I try to sound as persuasive as another involuntary moan escaped my lips. Despite my many protests one of her hands play at the hem of my shirt while the other locks the bathroom door. Gosh this girl is going to be the death of me.

"I can't wait to have you moaning my name. Screaming so loud that everyone in this airport knows how daddy puts it down." She whispers near my ear in the huskiest voice I've ever heard. If she keeps talking like this she won't have to worry about taking care of me.

"We have two hours left before the flight princess and I plan to make you cum as many times as I can," she says as she finally starts to pay attention to my body. I feel her skilled fingers kneading the mounds of my chest as yet another moans escapes my lips.

Deciding not to let things go Dinah's way I turn us around and straddle her against the sink. Peppering kisses down her jawline to her chest as I feel her long fingers move to massage my ass. But before she could get a full rub in I slap her hand away, she's not going to top today.

I see the confusion in her eyes but it quickly disappears as I start to undress her. Time for some payback. I slowly pull her shirt up and just admire her form. Her face, her cheekbones, her jawline, her neck, her supple breasts, and that tummy with just the right amount of fat on it. Now on to her pants that are hugging her thick delicious thighs just right. Pulling them down was a struggle, her thick backside making it impossible to pull the jean material past her hips. I sat her on the sink counter and just admired her beautiful body, clad in red lingerie.

"Normani if you don't get over here and do something I'm gonna fuck myself," she huffed out in frustration. Well two can play that game.

"By all means please be my guest," I challenge taking a step back. She wastes no time running her fingers over her panty-covered center. The low animalistic sound that comes from her mouth leaves me trembling and aching for some friction. As I pull off my own clothes I see her entering one finger into her sweet heat. That sight alone is enough to make me come undone but instead I get on my knees to get a front row view. By now she's two fingers deep and on the brink of cumming. Not even ten seconds later she cums with a particularly high-pitched moan as she pulls her fingers out of herself.

"Mmmm, baby you smell so sweet. I wonder if you taste as good as you smell." I lick my lips as I spread her legs to reveal her delicious glory. I begin kissing her thighs to build up the tension until I get to the place I know she needs me the most. I start running my tongue up and down her wet folds appreciating the sweet and salty taste on my lips.

"Baby I could never get tired of tasting you on my lips." Then I darted my tongue in her tight hole and wiggled it around a bit. A girlish moan fell from her lips as she gripped a handful of my braids.

"Faster now," she commanded. My wish is her command and soon after I felt her clenching around my tongue.

"Don't stop, so clo - MANIIIIII!" She cried my name as she came. I kept eating her and guided my thumb to her swollen and neglected clit as I helped her ride out her orgasm. I guess it was all too much for her to handle because not long after her thighs squeezed around my head and she moaned my name yet another time. She wastes no time trying to get back in control.

"Come sit on your throne princess," she panted out of breathe while looking me in my eyes. This was always my favorite part. Her inside of me.

"DJ I don't think this sink can support the both of us." But despite my protests she lifts me by my thighs so I can sit on top of her.

"You don't know how much I love you Manz. I love you to the moon and back and I'll spend every day of my life proving that to you." But then that dark and lustful look returns to her eyes. "But right now I'm gonna make you see stars," she says with a smirk.