Page 89 of Save Room for Us

He removed the top the rest of the way, so I reached into his sweats for his dick that was already tenting the fabric. Gripping it in my hand, I stroked it slowly after licking the underside of his long, thick dick. Using my saliva to stroke his shaft, I took the tip into my mouth, sucking on it before dragging my tongue along the head.

“Aye!” He pulled me off him, using my hair. “Who you belong to?”

“You,” I replied, taking him back into my mouth.

He relaxed into the chair, letting me suck him in further, relaxing my throat but tightening my jaws as so much saliva coated him.

“Fuck, Stazi. This better be the only dick you ever sucked like this,” he moaned out sexily, big hand intertwined in my hair. “Oh, fuck.”

It definitely was the only dick I’d sucked like this. Even in Cedric’s and my good times, I was never this turned on by him. Asif was so sexy, and his personality was just the cherry on top. He was fine enough to be an asshole and still hit.

I continued slurping and sucking, twirling my tongue every so often and letting my spit flow wherever it pleased, making Asif grip my hair tighter as he moaned. My panties were drenched, tasting him and hearing his sexy groans of pleasure.

“Mmm.” I hummed on it.

“Aye, stop.” He took me off. “You gon’ make me nut.” He tugged me back, but I didn’t listen, still sucking the top part of his dick and making him shake his head at me in awe.

Seeing him jerk slightly, I decided to bend, taking him from my mouth and giving his shaft one more lick.

“What?” I giggled when he shook his head again, hand still in my hair.

“Get yo’ ass on the bed, Anastazia.” He watched me stand and walk to the bed, mumbling sexy ass, then saying, “Strip first.”

I turned to him and slowly unclasped my lace bra before removing my panties. Sitting, I removed my shoes as I watched him rise from the chair, removing his bottoms to reveal an impeccable build covered in tattoos. His dreads and dick swung as he made his way over to me. Scooting me back some, he got down on his knees, spreading my legs as I propped myself up on my elbows.

He wasted no time sucking my lower lips slowly, before licking from my opening up to my clit. Slowly and sensually, he began to suck on my clit before entering me with two fingers. His fingers, lips, and tongue moved at the perfect pace, making my legs give out already.

“Sif.” I sniveled, cumming so hard I was trembling.

He kept going, sucking my lips again before focusing back on my bud and under the hood, curling his fingers inside of me every so often. I felt like I was about to explode as he slowly introduced an extra finger, sucking my clit with a little more pressure as I leaked all over his bed and chin.

He kept it slow, opening me up as he slurped between my folds, moaning like he was in heaven right along with me.

“You got it, baby,” he said, feeling my legs shake against his head as I cried out.

“Mmm, fuck. Okay.” I pushed at him, wondering if I would black out, and I had to have some dick before that, or I would never forgive myself.

It would be the equivalent to all those people who spent thousands to see Michael Jackson, front row, just to pass out when he took his shades off and miss the whole show.

“Move,” he growled, diving back in and speeding up his fingers a tiny bit as he sucked on me with passion. His lips and tongue were so perfectly soft.

I let out a high-pitched moan as I felt my body convulse before I leaked seemingly everywhere. He finally pulled his fingers from me while still French kissing my pussy slowly, before dragging his wet mouth up my body, sucking my nipples once they were near.

After getting his fix, he covered my mouth with his so I could taste myself, and I had never been more aroused in my damn life. The thought made me reach down and stroke his very harddick as he put my legs over the nooks of his arms while he tongued me down.

Realizing I was ready, he pinned my knees to my chest, causing my feet to reside next to my head, then pressed his dick to my opening, our tongues still tangled.

“Wait, Asif,” I moaned in protest, feeling his thick head and also knowing he wasn’t wearing a condom.

“You want me to strap up?” he asked sensually as he sucked on my neck, collarbone, and then came up to bite my bottom lip. My clit was throbbing so hard it hurt as his dick circled around it, causing me to make more of a mess than I already had.

“It’s just me and you?” I questioned again, eyes closed as I let his dick head and mouth attack me in different places. He meant it when he said he would make sure I was nice and wet before he entered me. Dunking me in a pool would have me dry in comparison to the state I was in right now.

“Just me and you.” He spoke against my lips, pressing the head of himself into me. “This yo’ dick.” He pushed a little harder when my opening rejected him, forcing his way inside.

The way he spoke right now let me know he was dangerous as fuck, because I believed every word, causing me to relinquish all hesitation. I couldn’t knowingly sleep with a man, especially unprotected, who was fucking other women. But if Asif said he wasn’t, then he wasn’t.

“Mmm.” I bit my bottom lip as I purred, feeling him stretch me.

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