Page 68 of Mister President

My knees weakened and eyes watered…body bent.

“Go look inside,” Elias commanded, helping to lift me by my elbows. “This is only the beginning,” he whispered into my ear before kissing it as I wrapped my arms around him.

“You’re gonna give me a heart attack. I can’t take anything else.”

Elias released a low rumble of laughter. “You told me to do something cute to ask you to be mine again.”

“Yeah, like have them write it on a dessert plate at a restaurant. This is how rich niggas propose.”

He looked down at me with a frown of confusion. “I am a rich nigga.”

A bark of laughter escaped me before I sucked my teeth and wiped my eyes. “I don’t know how you’re going to top this when you ask me to marry you.”

“Let me worry about allat. Go look inside so we can go. I’m hungry for pasta and pussy, so we need to be on the way.”

“Ugh. You’re so romantic.”

Elias smacked my ass as I headed toward the SUV. It was loaded with several dozen bouquets of red roses. I already had in mind to use them to make rose oil and water. I was most excited about that, and he knew that…because he knew me. After a quick make out session that almost led to him fucking me against the SUV, we headed to our destination in his town car for the evening.

I was grateful neither of us drove because Elias was the typical man who could drink hard liquor for hours but get tipsy off a few glasses of wine or champagne. By the time dessert came out, we both were wine tipsy.

I laughed until I cried when I saw“Will you be my mine again, baby mama?”written in red syrup under my strawberry cheesecake. Of course, I said yes, which led to us adding champagne into the mix to celebrate. When we were good and full, Elias left a few hundreds for the tip, then we were well on our way. I was so happy, my cheeks hurt by the time we made it back to my place, but I needed them to make themselves useful for one more thing tonight…

40

Elias

I figuredthe night would probably end in sex when we made things official, but I wasn’t expecting her to have me so anxious to feel her hands and mouth on me. In the shower, we spent more time caressing and kissing each other than anything else. By the time we got out, my shit was so hard it was uncomfortable.

As she kneeled before me, Amanda looked up at me with those dark, beautiful eyes. She pulled her hands behind her back and tongue kissed the tip of my dick. A moan escaped me before I bit down on my bottom lip. I’d never shied away from being a vocal man, but I didn’t want her to have me going out like a bitch.

Her tongue swirled around my head before she took my entire length in her mouth. It didn’t take long for the saliva to build in her mouth. The entire time she sucked, she looked into my eyes. It was so intimate and hypnotic. I felt like she had me completely under her control. When she slid her tongue undermy shaft and rested my dick on her face, I thought I was about to nut.

“Fuck,” I moaned, gripping her hair. She sucked me back into her mouth and hollowed her cheeks. “Since you wanna show out and use no hands, play with that pussy.”

Amanda did as I said, and the vibration of her moans as she fingered her pussy only intensified my pleasure. Between the feel of her tongue and throat, the sight of her low eyes and spit dripping down her chin, and the sound of her moans as she played with her pussy, I was about to cum fast as hell. Growls and grunts escaped me as my body jerked, head tilted, and mouth hung open.

I couldn’t even talk my shit like I usually would. All I could do was stand there and let her ass suck the soul out my dick. When my toes curled and stomach clenched, I warned her that I was about to cum. Only then did she use her hands to stroke my shaft and balls as she sucked and swallowed my seeds.

Me trying to push her away didn’t stop her sucking. She didn’t move until I literally begged her to. As she giggled, I picked her up and tossed her over my shoulder. I smacked her ass before putting her in the middle of my bed. After instructing her to sit on my face, I lay flat so she could straddle me. It was payback time, and I didn’t plan on stopping until her pussy saturated me.

What started as a slow ride turned into her damn near smothering me with the pussy. The more I licked, sucked, and fucked her pussy with my tongue, the more she bucked against me. I didn’t mind not being able to breathe. Dying in her pussy would have been more than alright with me. As she tweaked her nipples and rode my face, I stroked my dick until we both came. I knew I only had one nut left, and seeing as I hadn’t even entered her yet, I was going to have to make it last.

I put her on her back and entered her slowly. While one leg was wrapped around my waist, the other rested against my chest while I licked and sucked her toes. Her moans and whimpers poured as I filled her with slow, long strokes. Every time she was at the edge and about to cum, I pulled out. I was able to do that twice before me pulling out no longer mattered, and her walls throbbed and leaked as she came anyway.

Lowering myself to her, I pulled her legs up until her ankles were by her ears and kept them there as I filled her with strokes that were swift, hard, and precise. Our eyes locked momentarily until they closed, and her mouth opened. Her nails dug into my ass as her cream pie coated me.

“Elias,” she whispered, inhaling a shaky breath.

“Yeah, bae?”

When she opened her eyes, they were filled with tears…and love.

“Promise you won’t leave me.”

“Promise you won’t stop loving me.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

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