Page 49 of Beyond The Stars

How could she say no to anything he asked? If he wanted her kidney, Siasia would give him two without thinking about her own life. With his square face, boyish eyes, and a grown man’s beard—how could she cause his downturned eyes to sink further?

“What about Noodle?” It wasn’t a clear yet but they both knew she was going to ride with him.

Satisfied, Qamar called up Malaysia to ask her to come to the hotel to look after Noodle while he took Siasia on a ride. Without hesitation, Malaysia agreed.

“Do I need to change clothes?” She looked down at her attire, causing her stomach to clench. Dressed in his clothes gave her a feeling she couldn’t put in words just yet. It felt good.

A mischievous look came into his eyes. “Nah, mama, you look good in anything especially in my shit.” Qamar’s teeth sunk into his lip.

Still, she wanted to play coy but her face flushed red.

Qamar pulled her into his arms, coating her in safety. “You safe with me,” he declared. “When you can’t say some shit, I’ll say it for you.”

“You trying to take me to the moon, Qamar?” Wrapping her arms around his waist, Siasia craned her neck up at him.

Gently, he pecked her nose. “Nah, mama, beyond the stars.” He smiled, melting her resolve and walls even more.

Chill bumps coated her skin before her heart warmed her again. Siasia wouldn’t admit it out loud but she was falling for Qamar and fast. He was gentle, kind, and great in bed. He seemed interested in all the parts of her, even the ugly ones. How he had so much self-doubt, she didn’t understand because to her, he was perfect. She dropped to her knees with her carnal desire to rid him of any doubt. Siasia’s mouth pooled with moisture at the thought of tasting his salty flesh. His dick jumped when her slanted eyes peered up at him.

On her knees, with both hands, she slid his pants and boxer briefs down and was greeted with a needy, long, and veiny dick. Kissing the head of his mushroomed dick, she affirmed him. “I trust you, Black man. With my life, Black man.”

Qamar sucked in a huge breath when her mouth covered as much of him as she could. “Shit,” he hissed as she worked her mouth over him. His eyes misted from her affirming him. It was something he never knew he needed to hear but never wanted to go a day without hearing it croon form her lips.

Feeling the weight of his dick on her tongue aroused her—challenging her to swallow him whole. Like the pro she felt she was, she sucked his dick better than anyone. Siasia was a certified head doctor, solidifying his desire to keep her forever. When he moaned and gripped her scalp through her braids, she really went to work. Spit dripped from the corners of her mouth. The sound of her sucking the life out of him bounced off the walls, creating a euphoric vibe.

Siasia palmed his chiseled thighs, sucking him with no hands. She gagged a little but never stopped.

“You eating this dick, mama,” Qamar growled. “You’re doing so good.” He massaged her scalp.

Even on her knees, Qamar made her feel like the most preciously innocent thing on earth. Slowing her neck work, she made love to his dick with her mouth.

Siasia flicked her tongue over the head of his throbbing dick, forcing more blood to rush to it. “Mm,” she moaned, enjoying his taste. “You like the way I suck your dick, daddy?” She pulled back just enough to talk.

“I like everything about you but especially the way you’re gagging on this dick. Swallow it.” He glared at her with adoration in his eyes. His bare feet balled up, digging into the plush carpet of their suite.

Just as she took him to the back of her throat, Qamar’s phone rung, causing him to groan but it didn’t stop his nut from shooting down her throat. “Let me see.” Using two of his fingers, he stretched her mouth wide.

Obediently, Siasia showed him she had indeed swallowed all his kids.

Qamar smiled in satisfaction. “You are fuckin’ perfect.”

Placed perfectly on her knees, she cheesed hard, making her eyes tighten.

“Malaysia,” Qamar answered his phone. “Here I come.” He adjusted his clothes before heading to the room’s door. “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For being perfect.”

“You didn’t tell me we were going out of town, Qamar,” Siasia fussed, watching the billboards on the highway pass her by.

After Malaysia and the girls got situated, the two of them wasted no time getting on the road. Qamar was ready to take Siasia on a full on tour of his childhood and where he came from, hoping she could see why he was so infatuated with her and Noodle.

“Did you ask?” he teased while gripping her thigh, creating a mess between her legs.

Since she’d been in Jade City with him, he’d been driving another SUV that she was just as in love with as the other cars. Of course, it was blacked out with dark tint and all the bells and whistles a person with kids would need. If she had too, Siasia wouldn’t mind living in it.

“Don’t get smart, nigga.”

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