Sleep Talking

You Make Me Wanna

We're back baby, Enjoy!

Taj stood silhouetted leaning against the high rise floor to ceiling windows in the night skyline of Atlanta's twinkling lights behind her.  From her perfect outline, Mike sat up in bed using his elbow to prop his body up, now fully attentive to her walking gracefully towards him in one of his oversized tee shirts. He just knew she didn't have anything underneath his shirt from their love making that they just did just before she'd left to go to the bathroom. She stood beside her bed, and crawls over towards him until she's in a position as if she was getting ready to ride him.  She sits on his lap, watching him pull the covers back over them and smiles in amusement as he anxiously waited for her next move. 

She bends down, cupping his face in the palms of her hands and bends down to kiss his plump lips.  His hands firmly hold onto her sides, underneath her she feels his hardened member trying to make a return but she pulls away briefly before going any further.

"Why'd you stop?" He asks, confused and watches her climb over to her side of the bed.

"Cause, you're wearing me out." Taj pouts playfully in a joking tone.  "Babe, my pussy needs a break." She said in all seriousness but saw that he was amused by her last statement. She pouted dramatically, watching him chuckle at her previous comment.

"Babe, Im serious we have been having sex at least once a day sometimes maybe even twice and it's not like you're average either you're fucking huge and I can barely walk straight, my pussy is so sore. I can't be walking lopsided at New York Fashion week next week." She whines, laying next to him but uses her elbow to prop herself up to look at him.

"So, you need a break?" Mike chuckles, watching her nod.

"We've been fucking like rabbits for the past few weeks but I just need a break gimme two or three days.  My lady friend and I, need a break." She pleads, nodding her head back. 

"Okay, I'll give you a break but are you at least going to help me now after you just sat your ass right on my dick?" He asks, watching her eyes trail to his hardened member who was sitting straight up underneath the sheets once he moved his hand.  She chuckles at him and watches him pout knowing she did cause that. 

"Alright, fine after this round but I swear you have to give me a break afterwards this is just a lot. My poor pussy." She whines, pouting her lips.

"I promise we'll slow things down sex wise I mean I can't help it if we're both horny as fuck whenever we see each other." Mike says, watching her turn sideways as he repositions himself on the side.

"Hmn, touché." She chuckles at his last comment.  "I can't help it if you got me wetter than a waterfall."

"I know." He smirked boosting himself up.

•••

"So I met this girl," Mike started as he sat at a bar with his friends TJ and Steelo.  It had been a week since he'd last seen his girlfriend but she was busy with New York Fashion week and would often text and call him throughout the day to check up on him.  His phone buzzed, signaling a new message had popped up on the screen. He then picked it up and watched a video of Taj getting ready in her make up chair for her next runway show. 

He then responds back with a heart reacting to the video and texts: Can't wait for you to be back in the A it's been so long , need that 😋🤤

"Did you smash already?" Steelo asked.

Mike nods, putting his phone down. "Oh yeah, I definitely did, she's fucking unbelievable in bed but get this, guess who her father is?" He says, taking a swig.