Page 38 of Quasim II: King Inferno

He didn’t make any pit stops as he made his way upstairs to the bedroom. Life had been happening and the thought of having sex hadn’t crossed either of our minds. Quasim was trying to come up for air and dealing with everything that was going on.

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Soon as he made it through the double doors, he used his foot to slam it behind him as he trekked across the room until he was near the bed. Lowering me onto the bed, he pulled at my skirt that I wore today.

I was one of the few people that were happy that jean maxi skirts were back. As a kid, I stayed in a jean skirt, and once theymade a comeback, I bought a few of them. One of which I was wearing today.

Summer was slowly ending and soon as the sun went down, we got a little breeze, reminding us that the fall was going to slide right in, like what Quasim was trying to do. The skirt had a cross-button design, and he was trying to snatch the button from the skirt with how hard he was tugging it.

“Simmy, this skirt was seventy dollars… you can’t break this,” As he leaned over me, I showed him how to undo the buttons, but he was too busy sucking on my neck, turning me on further.

It was hard to focus on this stupid ass skirt because my body reacted every time, I felt him suck on my neck. He moved down to my chest and placed soft kisses while his hands were planted on both sides of me.

Seeing him outside with no shirt on was already a distraction, but having him right here in front of me, smelling of his signature scent did something to me. Simmy always smelled like frankincense mixed with leather. It was such a powerful and strong scent, as if it were made specifically for him because that was what Quasim exuded.

He sucked on my lips while he pulled the skirt down and I stared into his eyes while holding his face in my hands. I was everything to this man, and that was all I could have prayed for when I prayed for my person.

Being someone’s everything and giving them the love I had left inside me to give. He pulled back as he stared into my eyes, kissing each part of my face. “You know I missed you, right?”

“I missed you too, Simmy,” I kissed him back as he pulled my skirt off and unclasped my bra, allowing my breasts to be free.

Taking each nipple into his mouth, he swirled his tongue around them, causing me to release a soft moan as I caressed his head. After he finished wetting my nipples, he kissed my breasts before pulling me to the edge of the bed.

I watched as he pulled my panties from my body and tossed them across the room. “You know you pissed me off out there, right?” His voice was husky like he was about to punish me in a good way.

My body was leaking for his touch, craved feeling him near me, and exploded when he pushed himself inside of me. Only Quasim Inferno caused that reaction when he touched my body. All he had to do was raise his eyebrow, and my down below was already leaking and waiting for him to punish her.

“What did I do, Simmy?” I moaned, as his fingers found themselves inside of me while he stared at me, never removing his eyes from mine.

He placed soft kisses on my inner thigh while staring at me. “Say that again for me, my love?”

My moan was stuck in my throat when he lowered himself and started slurping me. The sound of him slurping my juices like it was his favorite Italian ice had me scooting back onto the bed. The sound mixed with his stare and the sensation had me about to lose my wig, and I wasn’t even wearing one.

I think Quasim wanted my side tooth for the taking. To keep it in his side table forever because the way he was teasing me should have been illegal. He made me crave him ten times more, and he was right in front of me.

He showed me that he ran this show, and he would give in whenhewanted to. Until he did, he was going to tease me and make me crave him.

“Wh…Wh…What I do, King?” I stammered as he pushed fingers inside of me while flicking his tongue across my pearl.

He roughly pulled me down toward him. “Stop running… you wanted this, no?”

“Yes… yes, so bad.” I screamed out.

It was a good thing that Capri took Elijah with her because with the scream I just let out, he would have thought somethingwas happening to me. A low slow slurp had goosebumps sprouting like my favorite flowers in the spring. He used his knuckle and pushed down on my pussy while I was trying to catch my breath.

How was it possible that I was ready to go to the king and remain here all at the same time? “Anything that is mine is yours, right, Angel?”

“Uh hummmm,” I agreed with him, trying to focus on the point he was trying to make.

I felt him bite my second set of lips and I squirmed, trying to get away. Quasim had a way of turning something you would think would be painful into pleasure.

“This house is yours, my love?”

“Uh hmm,” I moaned.

He kissed my lips while standing to his feet. I was too spent to move, as I watched him drop his pants to the floor. His dick was fighting its way out of his briefs, as he pulled them down, showing me exactly what I wanted, yet, wanted to run from.

Quasim held his hand out and pulled me up from the bed. “I gotta show you that I’m not playing with you, Anjo… can’t have this happening again, right?”

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