Page 34 of Beautiful Harmonies

I nearly went limp as I orgasmed for the second time. The sucking and slurping noises clearly couldn’t be avoided with all that was leaving my body. I swore it felt like someone had turned on a faucet down there and had refused to turn it off. My entirebody was trembling beyond my control, and it had even begun jerking about as if I had Tourette’s Syndrome.

Experiencing all this pleasure was foreign to me, especially since Tray hadn’t even come out of his pants yet. I was ready to serve him and see just what I was getting myself into. He lowered me to the bed like I was fragile and just stared at my body while my juices ran down his body. He gripped his chin hair, and my gaze focused on my juices leaking from it.

He licked his lips repeatedly as he pulled his pants off. Walking over to where I had put his luggage, he dug around in it for something. When he stood, he had a small box of condoms. He walked back over to me and set them on the nightstand then pulled down his drawers. My mouth watered at the sight. It was just as big as it felt. He grabbed the condoms from the nightstand and tore the box open then pulled one from it.

“You aren’t going to let me taste you?”

While I had showered at the venue before meeting my fans, he showered not long before we left. He’d said he didn’t want to waste time doing that once we got here after he’d tasted me. He already knew that would be the first thing on the agenda. I’d laughed at him, but now I saw why he’d said that. The minute I saw the atmosphere he’d created, I wanted to experience him immediately as well.

“You wanna taste me?” he asked with his brows slightly lifted.

“Yeah. I’m more experienced than you’re giving me credit for. Now bring it here.”

He smiled then bit his bottom lip as he dropped the condom on the nightstand. “Don’t hurt yourself trying to prove a point.”

I glanced up at him as he stood on the side of the bed and lay on my stomach, facing him with a smirk on my lips. When I swirled my tongue around his massive erection, he slid hisfingers through my hair. When my lips slid down his shaft, he gripped my curls and said, “Fuck.”

I wanted to please him, but I didn’t want to kill myself either, so I brought my hand to his dick, stroking the part of it I couldn’t reach with my mouth. The spit was leaking from my mouth to my hand, lubing up his entire dick. His grip got tighter as he said, “Don’t fucking hurt me either. Shit! You ’bout to give me a fucking heart attack, Mari.”

I wanted to laugh, but this definitely wasn’t a laughing matter. I knew he would exact his revenge in just a few minutes when he thrusted this missile into the acquired location. I continued sucking him, doing my best to give him the treatment Jill Scott demonstrated a few years ago. Tray was holding my hair so tightly my eyes were slanted even more than they naturally were. I could barely see. Just as I was about to say something about it, he pulled me off it and flipped me over, aiming at my breasts.

He released all over them as he yelled, “Fuuuuuuck!”

I felt pleased with myself, knowing he was as satisfied as he sounded. When he was done, he went to my bathroom and came back with a wet towel. He cleaned me up then threw the towel to the floor. No words had been spoken, and that made me even more nervous. He spun me around then grabbed the condom from the nightstand.

Finally, I asked, “Why did you pull out? I wanted to taste you.”

“Mari, if you would have swallowed my nut, I wouldn’t have been able to stop myself from fucking you up. I need to go slow at first with that lil pussy. I’m trying to enjoy the moment and have you do the same. I would have been reckless as fuck. We’ll save that for another day when this pussy gets used to me.”

I shivered at his words and stared at him as he strapped up. He joined me in bed and hovered over me, staring into my eyesas he made sure his dick was in position. He lowered his head and kissed my lips then went to my nipples, taking his time to show them equal attention. I was so ready to feel him inside of me. I wanted to lift my hips and force him to slide inside, but I didn’t want to rush him either.

As if reading my thoughts, he slowly pushed inside of me while gently biting my nipple. He released it and went to my neck as my back arched, trying to receive everything he was feeding me. It felt like I was a virgin all over again, but I was willing to go through the pain to reach fulfillment. “You okay, baby?” he asked, his lips against my ear.

“Yes.”

“You sure?” he asked as he sat up to stare into my eyes.

A tear trickled down my cheek as I responded, “Absolutely. Please don’t stop.”

Shit, it felt like I was splitting in two to accommodate his size, but I wouldn’t dare tell him that. He pulled out slowly then pushed back in just as slow. “You feel so fucking good, Kamari. I can’t wait to feel this shit without a condom.”

A small cry left my lips as he pushed more inside me. He stared into my eyes and started singing our song. The tears were falling for two reasons now. He stopped stroking me and allowed his dick to marinate in my juices. I wrapped my legs around him as he sang and allowed the tears to continue wetting my cheeks.

He gently wiped them, showing me just how much he cherished me. When he began stroking me again, it felt so much better. There was still a little pain, but I could handle it way better than before. “Oh, Tray. Yes, baby.”

“Mm. I’m glad it’s feeling better to you, baby.”

I bit my bottom lip as my eyes closed, and I focused on what I was feeling. Within seconds, the pain was completely gone. When I started participating by rolling my hips, he became a little more forceful, taking my body just where it needed to go.Placing his hand at the small of my back, he lifted me to him as his dick pulled back my layers one by one.

“Oooooh, Traaaayyy… I’m about to cum.”

He lowered his head and bit my ear as he said, “Give it to me then.”

I screamed as it took over my bodily functions. I tried to grip him, but it only turned into scratches, because the man didn’t have an ounce of fat or loose skin on him. My body felt like it was trying to contort into unnatural positions, and Tray’s dick was the contortionist because it was following every jerk and move my body made. His strokes became stronger, and I felt like I’d levitated in our love.

He lifted my leg and kissed the side of my knee as he went deeper, showing me he wasn’t running short on dick… not in the least bit. I flinched slightly, trying to avoid his thrusts until he said, “Relax, baby. I’m not going to hurt you. I promise.”

I did just as he said, and he took me straight to euphoria, because my pussy squirted all over the place. “Oh fuck!” he yelled as his body trembled.

---