Page 32 of Hooked on Loving Him

“Fuck!” I shout while jumping out of bed. Letitia’s words hit me like a ton of bricks, and the urge to correct my mistake invades my body.

Like the house is on fire, I throw on a shirt, joggers, and slides before grabbing my cell phone and running out of my bedroom. The late hour or Sassy’s barking from her kennel cannot stop me from leaving with my mind on getting to Ashari’s place as fast as I can.

Damn. I’m coming for your ass, Ashari. This time, I won’t fuck up.

*boom, boom, boom, boom*

Jumping out of my sleep,my heart races as I look from left to right, trying to determine whether the noise is coming from somewhere in the townhouse or elsewhere. My eyes are low, and my mind is slow to comprehend what’s going on as the fog of sleep begins drifting away.

*boom, boom, boom, boom*

The banging sounds again, and my face wrinkles from hearing someone at my front door. Looking at my alarm clock on the nightstand, I take note of the time.1:50 a.m.

“Who the fuck is at my damn door?”

Throwing the blankets off my body, I get out of bed and slip my feet into my slippers while adjusting the blue teddy hugging my ass before stomping out of my room. The urge to cuss out the unannounced and unwanted person at my door settles heavily within me with every step I take. With the gait of Ms. Sophia heading toward Celie in the field, I go down my steps until I’m on the bottom floor. Without looking, I unlock the door and yank it open before speaking.

“What the fuc—Kayshon? Do you know what t?—”

My words are cut off as Kayshon steps forward and kisses me with so much passion and urgency that my breath catches in my throat. Without disconnecting our lips, Kayshon dips and picks me up as my legs automatically wrap around his waist. Backing us into the living room, Kayshon kicks the door closed and grips my ass while moaning into my mouth. Heat invades my body as my pussy instantly moistens as my arousal makes its entrance into the room.

“Mm,” I moan before breaking the contact of our lips as Kayshon stares at me hungrily.

“I refuse to let you remember me that way. I’m fixing not only us but what I fucked up. Lock the door for me, Shari baby,” Kayshon says huskily while moving so I can turn the locks on the door, despite being in his arms.

Once that’s done, Kayshon kisses me again, stealing my breath before moving toward the steps as we ascend to the second floor. My blood pressure spikes as a tinge of fear grips me from the reminder of our first encounter because horrible doesn’t touch the surface of that disaster.

“I can feel your heart beating like I’m about to kill you. This ain’t that. I promise,” Kayshon says as if reading my mind as tension knots my shoulders and stiffens my back the closer we get to my room.

When we enter my room, Kayshon walks to my unmade bed and gingerly lays me down before slowly backing away as he undresses. Something in his movements and the intense eye contact he’s giving me has me biting my lip at the difference in his actions now versus our first time. Once Kayshon’s clothes are folded and resting on the ottoman at the end of my bed, he slowly climbs my body before pressing his lips to mine. Sliding his tongue in my mouth, my eyes close as our tongues begin dancing as my pussy purrs to life.

Damn, Kayshon. Let me find out you actually know how to do more than fuck like a robot.

“Mm. I’m sorry, Shari,” Kayshon says lowly after disconnecting our lips while stroking my face lovingly.

His eyes have a sheen of remorse and an abundance of, dare I say, love as he peers into my eyes. My body is in overdrive as I rub my hands up and down his back, leaning up to kiss him again as I crave the presence of us connecting in this manner. My right hand begins a voyage of exploration, moving to the front and wrapping around his heavy dick, which pulses in my hand.

“Mm. I don’t want to mess this up again. Please teach me how to make love to you, Shari.” Kayshon’s voice is husky and pleading, causing my heart to beat wildly as my chest expands in response.

Swallowing the lump in my throat, I guide Kayshon’s dick to the entrance of my pussy, rubbing his precum on my outer lips. Although I’m wearing a nightgown reminiscent of a slip, I’m completely bare underneath.

“Sh-Shari.” Kayshon pants as puffs of air from his mouth hit mine, fueling me to continue as my hand becomes slick from the evidence of his arousal.

Kayshon’s head leans forward, resting on the crest of my neck as he sucks my skin into his mouth.

“Ooh,” I moan before smacking his dick against my pussy as my juices begin flowing.

As warmth enters my body, the need to connect us takes over as I guide Kayshon’s dick into my awaiting center.

“Kayshon,” I call, causing him to release my neck from his mouth and move to stare into my eyes.

Shit! What’s this look about?

The steady eye contact with Kayshon’s pupils appearing larger has me blinking slowly as he watches me with rapt attention.

“Yo-you have to go slow,” I say, trying not to choke over the emotion clogging my throat from staring at Kayshon.

What’s crazy is that although Kayshon’s dick is already invading my walls, he has yet to move his hips. My words must have given him the instruction necessary for us to begin because Kayshon pushes into me slowly. He’s watching me wordlessly while biting his lip, and I’ve never seen a more appealing sight.

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