Page 56 of Unlucky You

“Yeah, baby.”

I pinched her clit again.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck, of fuck…”

I slammed her down on my dick a few more times, landing so fucking deep, followed by a few more brutal thrusts that had her crying out and my dick pulling while we came tighter. The feeling crashed over me while she jerked and rocked her hips erratically until she collapsed into my chest, breathing hot and heavy against my shoulder.

Once she settled, I kissed her neck. “You need a minute?”

She laughed lazily, snuggled closer to my chest, and tucked her arms between us.

“Maybe just one.”

FOURTEEN

Saniya.

I smiled at my phone, examining the images on the screen and sipping from the glass tumbler the assistant handed me after my facial. The mint, raspberry, and cucumber water was so pretty. Seconds after the concoction was in hand, I removed my phone from the pocket of my thick, comfy, waffle-textured robe after swearing to completely disconnect for the day and snapped a few shots. The drink was staged perfectly in my hand while I held my phone at chest level, capturing the visual from an angle that included my crossed legs, with a slight peek at a slither of brown skin, disposable Massage Elements slippers, and the glass propped on my knee.

I planned on posting the pictures later, along with the shots I captured of me and Sameena in the locker room and tagging Massage Elements for promo.

She and I did couples massages, then were separated for our facials. I was done and waiting on Sameena to finish so we could have lunch. We were completing our day of pampering with mani-pedis before heading home.

When taking photos for their site, I was able to experience the luxury of the place but today I got the experience hands on and they did not disappoint. I would have to splurge and come back, or hope that my sister’s boss handed off more gift cards she didn’t need. I was addicted to the service and ambiance.

Before I could lock my phone to refocus on my relaxation, a text came through that had me grinning from ear to ear. Instead of being thrown out after sex, Grand invited me to stay the night, and the next morning there was a lot more sex.

We didn’t discuss him going to prison. Neither of us circled back to his past and I was okay with that. I also had no clue what we were doing but I was enjoying our vibe enough to go with the flow. The past two days our conversation had been in heavy rotation and I was enjoying things so far.

Busy later?

I was thinking about invading someone’s privacy, but I need to run through my contacts to see which ex I can hit up to get me in somewhere I don’t have access to. So for now, undecided.

Those jokes are gonna have your pussy sore and swollen…

I blinked at the message and I shifted in my chair…

Well fuck.

Jokes???

You want me to keep fucking you?

Ummm….

Fuck you mean ummmm? That’s a yes or no question Saniya.

Yes…

Let’s face it. I most certainly wanted him to continue fucking me and based on the way my pussy was thumping, she agreed.

Then that shit was definitely a joke. The only contact you pull up when you need a favor better be mine.

That sounds very commitment like…

I bit my lip and waited. We hadn’t discussed what we were doing and it had only been two days since we agreed to have sex and not ask questions but a part of me needed to know if I was the only one he was having sex with.

When his response came through it didn’t provide the clarity I needed which stung a little.

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