Page 16 of The Best is Yet to Cum

“Clinton,” she purred.

“I’ve been craving you like crazy. If you wanted me to act civilized, you should’ve invited me to a restaurant, not your apartment.”

“I wanted to talk to you privately.”

“I know you feel my dick pressed against your stomach, and you didn’t put anything on under this sweater for a reason.”

I massaged her naked ass as I looked into her eyes and waited for her to say the magic words.

“Clinton,” she purred again.

“In a few minutes, you’ll be screaming my name.” I slid my hand to the front of her body, pushing my index and middle fingers between her legs.

“Shit.” She let her head fall against my chest as I slipped my fingers inside her.

“Damn, it feels like she missed me. How are you this wet, and I’ve barely touched you? Did you miss me as much as she did?” I felt her nodding. “Nah, I can’t hear you. Let me hear it.”

“Fuck! I… missed… you,” she whispered as she ground against my hand.

“Did you miss me, or did you miss how I make you feel?”

“Mmm, shit. Both.”

“Good answer.”

I snatched my hand from between her legs, picked her up, carried her to the couch, and flung her over the back of it. While the top of her body hung over the back of the couch, her bottom half was in the perfect position for me to get on my knees and devour the goodness between her thighs.

“My God!” she screamed when my tongue made contact with her center.

I didn’t know it was possible to miss pussy; not just any pussy…this pussy.When I told her I’d been craving her, that was the God-honest truth. I tried to replace her pussy with someone else’s, but those women couldn’t hold a candle to Mona. After three unsuccessful attempts, I gave up.

I lost my tongue in her slippery folds, bringing her to ecstasy three times before my dick was on the verge of nutting. I pushed my sweats to my knees before pulling her up and lifting her onto my dick.

“Muthafuck!” I groaned into her chest as I bounced her up and down on my erection.

“Oh shit, baby!”

It felt as if me and my dick had been waiting for this moment our whole damn lives, and I felt my nut rising to the tip of my dick in record time. Most days, I would fight it, but today, I didn’t give a fuck.

The pulsing from my dick, combined with the throbbing of her pussy sent us over the edge. We exploded simultaneously, and my knees buckled beneath me. Were it not for the back of the couch catching me, we would’ve ended up on the floor.

Her head fell against my shoulder, and all that could be heard was our labored breathing. Neither of us tried to speak for a few moments while recovering from the mind-blowing release.

“Where’s your bedroom?” I asked.

“Down the hall.”

I pushed away from the couch with her legs still wrapped around my waist and my dick still lodged inside her. At the end of the hall, I found her bedroom, went inside, and gently placed her on the bed.

I found a small linen closet in the bathroom and retrieved two towels. After running them under warm water, I squeezed out the excess and used one of them to wipe off my dick before returning to the bedroom with the other towel.

“Open your legs, and let me clean you up.”

She did as I asked, and I cleaned up the mess between her legs.

“Thank you.”

“It’s the least I can do since I damn near attacked you.”

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