Talk To Me | •Slow Down Sequel•

Chapter 32- A$$🍑💦

Hakeem

"Mhm."

"You missed a young nigga, ain't you?" Porsha was practically bent over the island in the kitchen, my lips leaving wet kisses on her neck.

"Yea."

It'd been almost a month now, running back and forth helping my homie, Daystar out and even though our work wasn't close to being finished, I was finally able to spend some one on one with my girl.

Spinning her around, I lifted her up, sitting her down. "I missed you," she whispered, just as our lips came together in a dance for dominance.

*Ring*
*Ring*

We ignored it.

*Ring*
*Ring*

I scoffed pulling away as she sucked her teeth. Pulling my phone out my front pocket, I glared at it.

"Y-" I cleared my throat. "Yea, wassup?"

"You with Porsha?"

"Yea." She raised her eyebrows in question, when I glanced at her. "Oh, ight. Yona gotta go to the doctors office later on today... Imma needa you as back up."

I walked out of the kitchen, motioning for her to stay put. "You coulda texted me that shit. —You know how long it's been since I got ass?"

"—"

"Nigga," I scoffed. "Now she probably gone give me mouth cause you fucking shit up—"

"Be ready by three-thirty." He hung up. Nigga was tripping. Something must've been wrong if he needed me to come through with them.

Chucking my phone on the couch, I walked back to the kitchen. Just like I'd known, she'd opened her mouth to get smart.

We'd had less than an hour and I wasn't boutta waste time with her crazy ass. "Ion wanna hear shit, Porsha. Get naked." Authority laced my tone and demeanor.

Her mouth hung open, I wasn't usually ordering her around. She liked to think she was in control, but not today— naturally, she was submissive during sex, unless she was mad.

But I didn't wanna go through all the unnecessary bullshit of her running her mouth.

She hopped off the counter , peeling her clothes off, making a satisfied smirk grace my lips.

Crossing the space in between us, our lips met once again in a rough embrace. Lifting her up, I took us to the nearest wall, bracing her up against it as I simultaneously worked on stepping out of my jeans.

I reached my arms underneath her generously thick thighs, effectively throwing her legs high up over my arms spreading her legs wider.

"Hurry up," she rushed, moaning. I groaned in compliance to her statement. Though as much as I couldn't wait, I wanted to prolong our fore play.

I grazed my fingers lightly over her hardened pearl, stroking lower and I could feel her arousal.

"Mhm," I groaned, appropriately maneuvering between kissing and biting her neck.

She moaned sensually, my name coming from her in whispers.

Perching her higher up, leaning down, I sucked her nipple into my warm mouth while I ground myself in between her her slick lips.

Her breathing was heavy as we both lost ourselves to each other.

Just as I aligned myself to her, she hugged me close, nibbling on my neck.

I buried myself deep into her in one stroke. Her back arch, but she didn't protest.

Stroke after stroke, I watched as our bodies joined together over and over, the sight of her juices glistening on my length making stroke her more aggressively as she writhed in pleasure.

Wasn't too long after that her body started trembling as multiple orgasms rocked her luscious body.

Nothing pleased me more than the sight of my woman finding her pleasure, whether it was sexually or not.

It was always the look in her eyes, the way she'd gazed at me with unceremonious ecstasy.

"Ughh, fuck!" I growled, releasing myself in between her thighs. Carrying her body to the living room, we went multiple more rounds before showering and calling it.