Page 61 of Soul Food

“You—” I didn’t get to finish because his two digits inside me departed then slipped back in as three and he began to hammer them into me, curving them forward. I was rightthere.My stomach was already tightening. Just a few more pumps, and I’d get what… Then his mouth suckled on my clit and I lost it, screaming and thrashing, as I came on his face. The pleasure that clenched around his fingers, spiraled throughout my entire body just like the flashing lights blinking down over me in the form of intensity and pleasure so strong I could pass out. His tongue went on to tease and draw it out until my entire body was jittering.

If was only when I let go of his hair, falling back that he finally relented. He destroyed me completely with one orgasm.

“Oh, Amit,” I panted. “That was amazing.”

He got off his knees, perched on the edge of the bed, and pulled me into his lap.

My body was sensitive, still slightly tingly as I watched him through a hazy fog. I was tired, boneless from the mind-blowing orgasm, but that didn’t seem to matter the moment his hard length pressed against me through his jeans. Smiling wantonly, I rubbed my drenched pussy against him. He kneaded my ass cheek in one hand until it was almost painful, giving me a stern look as if to sayhold still,orbehaveas he leaned away so that he could undo his jeans. The moment he freed his cock, I took him in my hand. My fingers were long, but small and they looked even tinier wrapped around his length. I traced the veins and the tip with my thumb before licking my lips. He was so incredible in length and girth that my opening was already aching to be filled.

“I could write a song about how perfect your cock is.”

His steely eyes softened, but his voice still had that menacing quality to it that I loved. “I’m sure you could.” He lifted my shirt the rest of the way and tossed it somewhere then placed his hand over mine. “Let me give you something better to sing about.” Before I could say anything, Amit lifted me up and onto his throbbing cock. I enclosed my arms around his neck as he lowered me onto him. I closed my eyes and relished every painful, solid inch and the way he stretched me completely. It was pure bliss, the way my body accepted him, then slowly pulsed and slickened around him. His shoulders shook once he was to the hilt, and I almost didn’t want us to move. I wanted to stay like this. The joining of our bodies was a hypnotic stimulation itself.

I wanted to be spellbound like this forever if it was with him.

Opening my eyes, I whispered, “I’m on birth control just so you know you don’t have to pull out. I’m clean, are you?”

“Yes.” His heady gaze would engrave itself into my memory. “It’s been a long time for me.”

My heart stirred. “Why me?”

He caressed my cheek.

“Because you are my soul food.”

I couldn’t ever make sense of his words, but somewhere deep inside my chest cavity I knew they were important. There were a million ways I could take his words and turn it over into something special, but instead I leaned in and kissed his jaw then his neck. Placing my palms at his shoulder, I lifted my hips and began to ride him. Pain shot through my ass from Amit’s tight grip. I hissed a throaty moan. The sensation bordered on torture, but the hurt was wrapped in deep satisfaction. He pressed his lips against my neck the second I tipped my head back. Shudders wracked over me as I increased my rhythm. “Jesus,” I whimpered as he ground my pubic bone into him every time my hips went down, giving my clit stimulation.Oh, oh, fuck, I want to come.And I was almostthere.

Moisture dampened my skin, riding him became an act of desperation. All I could think of was the point of no return that Amit’s dick was pushing me to. I panted, becomingly absolutely frantic in the chase of my release. I rode him quicker, clumsier, sometimes moving too fast and then too slow. Amit took control then, controlling my movements by my hips. He regained the exact, steady thrusts I needed as he bent down and sucked a nipple into his mouth, biting just as he pushed me down onto him. That was all I needed. I lost it. Lost my soul, my mind, my breath as heat shattered and tingled along inside me. White flooded the back of my eyelids as I arched. I was floating, reveling in ecstasy as I screamed. I was only partly aware I was whimpering Amit’s name as I did.

Wobbly and weak, I sagged onto his chest. But then Amit was raising me up from his lap and stood. My eyes fluttered open as he twisted me around and bent me over the bed. I gasped out of surprise and pleasure, tilting my head over my shoulder to see that sadly our hips didn’t align this way. Amit was just that tall but then it didn’t matter. He simply slipped a hand underneath me at my stomach, lifting my entire lower half completely to meet his. My feet dangled as my heart raced. I clutched the bedsheet in my palms, loving the way he held me like I was nothing. He thrust back inside, and I screamed wantonly. He buried himself, filling me so fully and completely that tears stung my eyes. Letting my head fall against the cool sheet, I welcomed his onslaughts as rough and beautiful as they were until he stopped completely.

“Am I hurting you?” he asked.

Of course he hurt me. With his girth and roughness, how could he not? But the pain… His bruising thrusts… The sensations he gave me made it all worth it.

Looking over my shoulder, our eyes met. “This is the only time you’re allowed to hurt me. Don’t hold back. You know you want to.”

Punctuating my point, I wiggled my ass and clenched around his dick.

Steel-gray eyes smoldered with heat before trailing down my body. I moaned as soon as he started, driving into me with the same hard force. After a few more punishing thrusts, my body relaxed. Pain and pleasure collided. As his cock hit the perfect spot, my stomach tightened. With each thrust, my breasts lifted from the sheets. The room filled with the sounds of flesh slapping flesh. My breasts bounced as I clutched the sheets. Amit tightened his grip as my body raised off the bed.

“Fuck,” he grunted and pressed a finger in my ass.

The intrusion took me by surprise. My puckered hole tightened around his digit, the foreign sensation causing an inferno of pleasure to careen toward the ache that was already clenching around his crown. I tensed, skin ablaze as my pinnacle neared, then crashed over me. I raptured, blossomed,unfurledas he dominated every part of me. With a gruff, urgent roar, he erupted inside me.

With a steady arm, he lowered my legs slowly. I whimpered as he pulled out, already missing the feel of him. I crumbled at the edge of the bed, my knees sliding down the sheets at the end of the mattress. My ass was hanging off. Exhaustion took over, but it couldn’t destroy my satisfaction. My gaze found his and my lips curled up.

I heard him zipping his pants before he said, “Here.” He pulled me to my feet and held me steady. “Is your body okay? I was a lot rougher than I realized.” His hand caressed my ass cheek before he went on to soothe the ache between my thighs the same way. I didn’t know how to handle this gentle side of him. There was a slight twinge of red to his cheeks, added on to his tenderness, and I was in so much trouble. My heart was too happy, chest too warm.

He was so cold most of the time, but I was beginning to see he was so much more than the outer shell he formed around himself.

I ran my hand beneath the bottom of his shirt as he sat down on the bed, pulling me into his lap. I slipped my fingers in the area where the hair was on his chest, addicted to how incredible his physique was, sinewy and rock hard. “Relax. If I have bruises in the morning, it will have been totally worth it.” He didn’t seem to believe me. Instead, his gaze traveled over my nakedness and looked me over. “Hey…” He looked back at my face. “Why call me Soul Food?” I rested my head on his chest. I didn’t want him to see my expression, suddenly feeling bashful after everything. “You say the weirdest things sometimes.”

I waited, but the longer he said nothing, the more my good feelings waned. Lifting me to the side and placing me on the bed, he looked away from me urgently and stood. “I should go.”

I had to catch myself when I wanted to automatically get up and follow. “Are you sure?” I asked despite knowing his answer. “We can order takeout and sit around.”

“How about I take you somewhere tomorrow?”

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