Tragedy of the African Cinderella [Black Book3]✔

26.

Lea Michele -- Run to you.

Explicit scene.

She loved the way he played with her folds and clitoris. It proved he was expertise in the domain. He repeatedly trailed kisses on her mouth, nipples, and belly.

What could feel any better?

He unfastened his belt and hurried out of his trousers so fast that she hadn't noticed. Ace hovered over her body, his eyes locked hers while he slowly slid her pant. The way she fought to hide her tunnel amused him and turned him on the more. A new aspect of his sexual life he just excavated since the majority of the girls he slept around with were connoisseurs.

He plunged on her lips to loosen her up and when that happened, he rubbed her clit one more time along her wetland causing her back to curve as she let out a placid gasp. He massaged gently and smoothly while admiring the bomb of facial expressions she had in store.
She bit on her thumb nail, a very seductive and boner breaking gesture.

She began releasing slightly loud moans, wriggled her body, transferred her pulling experience from the bed covers to his hair. She was at the pinnacle. He accelerated his tempo, soon feeling a sticky wetness in between his fingers.

When her back flattened and her eyes met his, she quickly hid them with her palms as an embarrassed smile cracked lips.
He then teased her sensitive clit with his tongue causing her to quiver at each lick until she retracted.

Ace chuckled, getting rid of his boxers in the process. "Too intense." He commented.

At the sight of his length, Nora froze. It didn't feel as big as it looked. She wanted to wish undone but it was too late. She had tasted the forbidden fruit already and it felt so good that she didn't want to stop until she saw the end of it.

Her femalehood still throbbed from his tender touch and even more at the reminiscent of the event. She saw him struggle for something in his bedside drawer.

"Shit!"

"What?"

He roughly raked his mane. "I'm out of condoms,"

Did it mean the end of her session of utopia? Nora thought. God, she didn't want that. "We...we can proceed without it." She eyed him with embarrassment as it was meant to come out as a question and not a statement.

Ace shook his head. "It's risky."

"Pregnancy?"

"Not just that. STDs."

"Are you trying to say-"

"No. I'm safe but-"

"So am I."

"We just can't." He began shuffling off of her frame only to be held back with a starving kiss.

"Please don't leave me this way," she pleaded after catching her breath. "We are both safe from STDs and I'm safe from pregnancy as well."
She lied. She knew not her menstrual cycle when it concerned safe and unsafe periods. There was no harm getting pregnant at eighteen, now, was there? Although it was a shame upon a woman's family to get pregnant before or without marriage.

"Are you s-"

She grabbed his dick and began stroking the way he earlier taught her to. He dropped his head backward with a groan. His tip was wet. He clearly wanted it just as much as she did.

He spread her legs so he could have better access. To divert her focus from his manhood, he sunk his lips on the side of her neck while approaching her slowly. At the succession of his tip, he switched to her mouth. He had to occupy it before fellow hotel dwellers came knocking on his door.
Ace dove into her. Midway his length, she wailed.

"Let me know if it hurts, ok?"

She nodded and urged him to not stop with her eyes. Once he got comfortably in, he set on inserting and retracting carefully. He knew one thing for sure was he wasn't going to last long considering the rate at which she was wet and tight.

He rode moderately, then fast, and faster. Before he knew it, he had reached climax with a good spill of his leftovers inside her before withdrawing for the rest.

Fuck!

She was safe after all.

~
Nine thirty.

They had both fallen into a deep sleep. His chest was weighed down by Nora's head; her hair faced him. Ace reminisced the event which occurred two hours heretofore and smiled. Truth be heard, it was the best experience ever.

"Tired of sleeping?" Nora quizzed.

"How d'you know I'm awake?" He caressed her arm.

"Rough guess." She on the other hand didn't shut an eye due to the preoccupation of her mind. She lifted her head to meet his, reached for a lock of his air, and played with it.
"How was your rest?"

"Ok. Yours?"

"The best I ever had." She kissed his chin. "You're hair is pretty long for a man." She swirled the lock in her index finger. "Ever cut it before?"

"Nope and never wish to. I love it this way. Not you?"

"I do but...I can't be walking around with a man with longer hair than I have." She smirked.

"You'll have to get used to."

"Ok, sir. But when I die, you shave that," She giggled. "Bald."

"You got to be fuckin' kidding me." He tickled her. "No way!"

"Stop!" She sarcastically whined.

"Are you hungry? 'Cuz I'm craving."

"Let me take a shower first."

"Wait," He held her back. "I didn't finish my statement earlier."

"Which?"

He swallowed. "On the other reason we...we didn't do this. It was because...I wasn't sure. Yeah, I wasn't sure of my feelings towards you then. I thought at the very beginning that it was nothing but scorn and sympathy but turned out to be wrong."

"So are you sure of it now?"

He hesitantly nodded.

"What is it then?" She added.

He exhaled. "I truly do...like you, you know. I mean, I enjoy your company and all. I don't know if you get what I'm trying to say?"

She fake smiled and nodded. Not exactly what she wished to hear but it was something closed to close. He clearly bit back from unlocking his feelings. From expressing it and when he tried to, it wasn't the best. None of it was his fault. His childhood must have been a pretty rough one.

"Well, I like you that way too, Ace." Again, she smiled before exiting the bed to the bathroom.

Uhmm...ok. Black book 4 (The chiseler) is already out since this book is almost hitting its end. Barely 4 more chapters to goooo!!

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