Page 73 of Deuce

I took extra care in shaving the necessary areas before giving my body a nice lather. Once I rinsed off, I gave myself an exfoliating scrub with my favorite sugar scrub. By the time I exited the shower, I felt new and refreshed. After brushing my teeth, I headed back into my bedroom.

“Son of a bitch!” I yelled, jumping at the sight of Deuce sitting on my bed. “How the hell did you get in here?”

He shrugged. “I have my ways.”

“You know you can go to jail for breaking and entering, right?”

He kissed his teeth. “A’ight.”

He beckoned me to him. Slowly, I walked over, gripping the towel around me. When I was within arm’s reach, he grabbed the towel and pulled me to stand between his legs. A feral growlescaped his throat as his hands slid up the back of my thighs and under my towel.

“Fuck, you smell good, baby,” he declared, looking up at me. “You know I missed you, right?”

“You m-missed m-me?”

“How could I not miss your pretty ass?” He gave my ass a squeeze for emphasis. “I have you all day. What am I gon’ do with you, mama?”

“I—um—well?—”

I could barely get my thoughts together. He was massaging my ass as those brown eyes bore into mine. I could feel the slickness growing between my lower lips. Every time he touched me, it was like a fucking tsunami.

“Use your words, Salima. What do you want me to do with you?” He smirked as his eyes moved south. “Can I show you what I wanna do?”

My breath hitched as I nodded frantically.

He lifted my leg and placed it over his shoulder. I shuttered as he kissed the inside of my thigh. Slowly, he parted the towel, exposing my freshly shaven pussy. She was smooth and bald, causing him to lick his lips.

“Why is your pussy so pretty, Salima?” he asked, sliding his fingers through my slit. “Mmmm… and so fucking wet.”

He kissed my mound, causing me to inhale sharply.

“D-deuce…”

His fingers breached my walls. My head fell back and my mouth fell open.

“Oh my God!”

I moaned loudly as he slid them in and out of me. When his mouth finally joined his fingers, my body trembled. My hips rolled to meet the strokes of his fingers.

“D-deuce—Shit!”

He moaned into me, and the vibrations were exhilarating. My hand went to the back of his head and I pushed his face deeper into my pussy. He looked up at me, and his gaze was animalistic. Locking his arm around my thigh, he sucked and flicked my clit as his fingers dug for treasure.”

“Mmm… that’s it. Eat this pussy, baby. Fuck!

His mouth was everything I’d fantasized and imagined it would be. He ate my pussy like he was trying to clean his plate. Not a drop of my juices were left unscathed.

“Deuce! Shit! I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna fucking cum!”

My body trembled from my core as a powerful orgasm ripped through me. My knees buckled, but he didn’t falter in holding me up as I came in his mouth. I fisted the back of his shirt as I rode out the wave coursing through me.

He slid his fingers out of me and stood to his feet. When he held up his hand, I caught sight of his messy digits. He placed them to my mouth.

“Open.”

I followed his command without hesitation. He slid his fingers into my open mouth, and I wrapped my lips around them. Slowly, he moved them in and out, just like he’d done my pussy. A deep moan purred in his throat.

“Mmm…. good girl. Suck up your juices, baby. You see how good that pussy tastes? You know that muhfucka belongs to me now, right?”

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