Dave the type of guy who would give his last to a stranger because he never wanna see a soul struggle that's what Tia loved about him the most he is husband material and if you was to ask Dave Tia was wife material
They have been best friends for...
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Same Night
"Mmmhh, Dave—okay..."
The moans wouldn't stop. I couldn't hold them back even if I tried. My body trembled as I looked down between my legs—Dave was eating me like he was starving. That man's tongue was a weapon, and I was the target.
He looked up just enough to growl, "Next time I tell you to be somewhere, that's where you gone be."
"Fuuuckkk... okay, Dave..."
He kept slurping and sucking my pussy like it was his lifeline, his tongue diving deeper, circling me into madness. I couldn't even scoot back; he had a grip on my thighs like he owned me. He smacked my ass when I tried to run, letting me know I better sit still and take it.
I hadn't felt this much pleasure in so long—it was overwhelming, intense, and fucking perfect.
"Daddyyyy, I'm sorryyy..."
"I'm—I'm—I'm cummin', Daveeeee!"
My whole body went into shock. He didn't stop, even when my legs started shaking. I could barely breathe.
"Okay, Dave... I'm gone listen next time."
He pulled up from between my legs, his lips glistening, that smug smirk on his face.
"I know you are," he said cocky as hell.
I rolled my eyes, too drained to talk back. I was about to KO for real. He came back with a warm cloth, wiped me down gentle as hell, then pulled the covers over me. That man takes care of me—even when I'm being hardheaded.
Next Morning
I got up before Dave, made him some breakfast, rolled him two blunts. Sometimes he can't even eat unless he smokes first—it's like an appetizer to his appetite. It was already afternoon, but he was gone eat.
My phone rang. Ki.
"Hello?"
"Where you at?" she asked.
"At Dave's house."
"Oooh, so he came and got that ass last night."
"Girl, yes. Knockin' on Brandy's door on some nut shit."
"You should've taken your ass with your man."
"Next time I will."
"Don't tell me he gave you that work."
I laughed. "That's my little secret."
"Damn, Dave got it like that?"
Before I could respond, I smelled weed floating up the stairs—Dave was awake.
