Requested by @Crissexkillua
Sitting next to you, Nahmir's face was illuminated by the light coming from the television; darkness surrounding the both of you You could make out the intensity of his eyes as he watched the movie, the smile that would play on his lips during funny scenes, and the way his nose would crinkle.
Licking your lips, you could not keep your eyes off of his. They just looked so soft, and you wanted them to be tasting you right now. You couldn't help it, you were in the mood. But unfortunately Nahmir was rather distracted by the movie playing in front of you.
Minutes passed by and Nahmir was still not acknowledging you. Earlier, he had sunk further down in his seat, opening his legs, almost like an invitation for you to either sit on him or suck him off. It's like he was doing it on purpose.
Mentally cursing at him, you squeezed your thighs together and tried focusing on the movie. Suddenly, Nahmir's hand reached out and gently grabbed your thigh, a small whimper escaped your lips. "Are you alright, Christiana?" he asked, looking at you for the first time. "Yeah, great," you replied before turning to look at him, which was a mistake.
You noticed that his dreads fell perfectly around his face, and you wanted nothing more than to run your hands through them while he went down on you.
Reaching over, you kissed his neck and started bite and suck, before Nahmir stopped you, "Love, not now." Pouting, you slumped back down onto the couch. But you weren't giving up just yet, cause momma didn't raise no punk.
Slowly, you placed your hand on his thigh, "Christiana" he warned. "I'm not doing anything, Nahmir," you said, innocently looking up at him before bringing your attention back to the movie. Hesitantly he turned back also. Gradually, your hand moved higher and higher until you reached his bulge, he jumped, not expecting it. "Christ-" he started. You shushed him, before straddling his thigh and kissing him on the lips.
But alas, Nahmir gently pushed you away and set you back on the couch next to him. You stared at him, your mouth agape. Tom's eyes were still trained on the television.
"What the hell Nahmir? Do you not want me anymore or something?" you asked, offended. Nahmir turned to look at you incredulously, "Babygirl don't you ever say that. I love you-" "Then prove it."
And with that, he pounced on you. Your hands immediately went to hold his face but he grabbed both of them and pinned them above your head. His mouth latched onto yours immediately, his tongue grazing your bottom lip, asking for entrance. You happily obliged. His lips moved from your mouth, to your cheek, to your neck; where he started leaving love bites, making you moan and writhe under him.
You were desperate for more contact, and the fact that your hands were currently pinned above you, was not helping. You whined and bucked your hips upward towards Nahmir's. He growled into your neck and pushed you back down. You huffed in annoyance. Nahmir then lifted your shirt off of you, and was rather pleased by the fact that there was no bra in sight. "I love these," he said, admiring your breasts before grabbing one of them in one hand and swirling his tongue around the bud of the other. You moaned at the feeling, your back arching, "fuck, Nahmir."
This only spurred him on even more.
He kissed a trail down your stomach, slowly, before tugging your pants off. He opened your legs wide and your breath hitched in anticipation. You could feel his warm breath on your clothed core. He moved down slightly and left small lingering kisses on the inside of your thighs, ignoring where you needed him most.
He was teasing you.
"Nahmir I swear to-" "Would you like to cum ma?" he asked, cutting you off. You closed your mouth and nodded feverishly. He smirked at your response, "then behave." All you could do was moan in response. He went back to your thighs, his kisses even slower than before; it took everything in you to stop yourself from grabbing his head and pushing him to your heat.
Finally, he reached your core, again. He looked up at you before leaning in and giving a soft kiss to your clit through your underwear, making you jump slightly. He continued to leave small kisses on your core before trailing his kisses up to your underwear line. "I think we should take these off, what do you say, babygirl?" You looked at him with innocent eyes, not knowing if he would continue to tease you. "Answer me, love," he said while slapping your core, making you whimper, "Yes," you squeaked. "There you go, love. That wasn't so hard, now was it?" he asked. "No daddy," you replied. "Good girl," he slid your panties off and threw them elsewhere.
The cool air made you instantly clench your walls and attempt to close your legs, but Nahmir had other plans, "Ah ah ah," he tutted while pushing your legs further apart, "Open wide for me, ma." He leaned down and gave an open mouthed kiss to your heat, before kissing your clit, making you jolt. He continued to lick stripes up and down your cunt, and give sloppy kisses. Within minutes you were close,
"Can I please cum, Daddy?" you begged, "I don't know ma," he said, lifting his head and inserting his fingers inside you, "Should I let you cum just yet?" he smirked. "Nahmir," you whined, suddenly his fingers started going at a much faster pace, his mouth joining your core, once again. You were about to explode, "Oh my god. Nahmir!" you moaned. And at the last second, he pulled away completely.
Looking down at him, you watched as he sucked your wetness off of his fingers while maintaining eye contact with you. Your mouth dropped for the second time that night, "I was right there," you were close to tears, the pleasure was unbearable. Nahmir loved to see you overstimulated, the way your breasts would rise and fall with every deep breath, the way your hair stuck to your face and how your cunt would clench around nothing as soon as he pulled out of you.
He stared at you in awe, "oh Christiana, that's what you get for teasing me like that. You got me so hard and I was trying to enjoy my movie." You stared up at him, your eyes wide, your bottom lip caught between your teeth. Fuck, was all he thought.
He climbed back up and gave you a soft kiss on your lips, allowing you to taste yourself. Nahmir's hand caressed your side before trailing back to your center to rub your clit, making you moan into the kiss. "I'm going to fuck you so hard." You whimpered in response.
Nahmir quickly got up and removed all of his clothing before positioning himself at your entrance. He rubbed his member through your folds, making you buck your hips in anticipation, once again, "Nahmir," you started. Then, without warning, he inserted himself into you, fully, making you moan pornographically. His hips slammed into yours as he put his length into you, pulling out until just the tip was left in, and repeating over and over, until you were screaming his name.
Nahmir knew you were close when your hands came up to hold his biceps, your nails digging into his arms. He started rubbing your clit, eager to make you cum. "Oh god," you whispered. Nahmir lifted one of your legs up to hit a new angle, your eyes were fluttering shut, "Hold it," He commanded. You tried your best, but Nahmir's fast pace was not helping you at all. After a few more thrusts, he let you, "cum for me, ma." And you let go completely, Nahmir along with you.
