Noodle nodded. “Okay. To the moon.” She stretched out her little pinky finger for him to lock his into hers.
Obliging, Qamar pinky promised with Noodle while keeping his focus on Siasia, who he could tell was still uncertain. And with right reasons.
“Y’all ready to get a few fly pieces?” Qamar hoped his smile would loosen the tension and awkwardness in the car.
“Please, SiSi,” Noodle begged.
If there was one person on earth Siasia could never say no to, it was her little sister. “But don’t overdo it and remember she goes to school with other kids. I don’t need her standing out like a sore thumb.”
His eyes touched his brows from the big smile her agreeance gave him. “I’ll dial it back on her, but you, Mama? I’m balling the fuck out. Let’s go!”
8
After a long day of shopping until they dropped, Siasia found herself back in Qamar’s bed. Noodle was gang when Qamar insisted they spend the night with him. He let her pick out fancy pajamas and everything else she would need to take a bath and be clean for bed. Now, Noodle was tucked peacefully in Esmeray’s bed while Siasia sat with her legs crossed in Qamar’s comfortable world. The sound of the shower turning off, perked up her senses. She had showered before him after she got Noodle situated. When Qamar rounded the corner with water dripping from his body and wrapped in a towel, she sized him up while digging her teeth into her lip.
“You see something you like?” he asked cockily, slowing his pace to the bed, loving the view of Siasia being tucked comfortably in his bed. He could get used to the vision.
Siasia was tired of playing the I don’t want to be fucked games. “What if I do?” she flirted.
“I would say go for what you know but you ain’t ready for me, Mama.” Qamar’s brow rose, daring her to challenge him.
“I think I can teach your young ass a few new tricks,” she challenged back, using her eyes to beg him to give her what she really wanted. Siasia’s only wish in life at the moment was to be under Qamar, staring into his eyes while he fucked her dizzy.
His head fell back in funny shock. “You.” Qamar pointed at her. “Can teach me?” His long finger poked his chest. Now it was his turn to call her bluff. Even in a towel swag dripped from him. Qamar minced his steps, making sure he kept his gaze on her. Siasia dressed in a cute, flesh toned luxury night set looked good enough to eat. So, he would feast on her like never before. With each step he took, Siasia’s heart slowed, reserving its energy for the ride she was certain only Qamar could take her on.
“When it’s just the two of us, you follow my lead. Here, I make all the rules. I tell you when to cum, how many times you can cum, and how much of me you’ll take. Do you understand?” He bent to meet her eye level. With his arms resting on the bed on opposite ends of her body, he created a cage just for her.
Nervously, she swallowed the lust in her throat. “Okay,” she responded in a hushed tone.
Her body shivered at the feel of his calloused hands slipping under the babydoll tee she had on. Flesh to flesh, her skin felt like tiny little fire ants were attacking her. His lips attacked hers. Siasia’s back flattened to the bed and her legs wrapped around his toned body.
Qamar’s body showed just how much of an athlete he was. He was cut and chiseled in every place. If a muscle could be there, a muscle was there. Even the way his arms flexed while holding his body up turned her on.
“Mm,” Siasia moaned, savoring the exchange of his saliva.
Her hunger turned into greed when she gripped his face, pulling him more into her.
Delicate hands caressed his bearded face. It was euphoric—could be addicting if he was willing to chase the high of being with her. The way his eyes begged hers to let him have her sent electric shocks to her heart; jump starting it like it had been sitting in some abandoned yard long forgotten.
“Don’t question the feeling ‘cause I know you feel it too. Just let me have you tonight. You can change your mind later, okay?” Qamar was damn near begging her.
Searching his face for safety, Siasia agreed and sealed her fate on the dotted line when she pressed her lips back into his. Now her hands were on his bare back, making their way to the towel that sheathed his hardened dick.
Siasia giggled when she gripped his toned glutes.
“Man, quite playing.” He chuckled too, putting some space between them. Without thinking, his had stroked his veiny dick that curved slightly to the left.
Siasia lifted her bottom off the bed to remove her night shorts and panties. “Condom?”
His eyes glowed, showing a hint of anger before they settled. Without answering her, he reached into his nightstand to grab their protection for the night. Tearing it open with his pretty white teeth, he folded the lubricated rubber over his perfectly sized dick.
“I wanted to taste you again tonight but my dick is about to explode from all the pressure you causing.” Qamar tapped her thigh. “Open up for me, Mama.”
Siasia wasted no time spreading her thick thighs as far as they would go. Her slanted eyes stared into his, waiting for him to ease inside of her.
“Shh,” he hissed, feeling the heat and wetness from her entrance. “You wet as hell, mama.”
“I know,” she whined at him stretching her out. Her breathing picked up.