He tore my top right down the middle, exposing my breasts. I giggled at his animalistic nature. His hands roamed all over my body, sending chills down my spine. I didn’t even care that we were in the living room. I needed him right here and now.
“I’ve been thinking about this pussy all fucking week.” Dinero groaned into my neck. He kissed and sucked my flesh without a care in the world. It was almost as if he was marking his territory.
When he stood up to remove his pants, the anticipation grew more and more intense. I was addicted to this man, and there was no type of rehab that could cure my need for his touch. Even when I vowed to stay away from him, I could never get him off my mind. I wanted him, even though I knew I couldn’t have him the way I wanted to.
His pants and boxers hit the floor at the same time, but my eyes were focused on the thick pipe standing at attention. My mouth watered at the thought of having him inside of me. When our eyes locked, I expected to see a cocky smirk on his face. Instead, all I saw was his desire for me.
“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmured. I’d grown used to compliments from men over the years, but it was something abouthiscompliments that held more weight. A lot of men saw me as a sexual entity, something for them to lust after and conquer, but with him, things were different. The love and care he possessed for me reflected in his eyes as well.
Once we were both naked, he wrapped my legs around his waist, while he stroked my clit with his thumb.
“You see how wet your pussy gets for me? Listen to her talk.” He groaned, working his fingers in and out of me while my pussy made loud, squishy sounds.
“Did you miss me?”
I shook my head in defiance. A smirked graced his sexy face as he continued to finger fuck me. He rubbed against my spot, and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter.
“Are you sure? Because she seems to be saying something different,” he taunted, curving his fingers as my body tensed up. When he removed his digits from my tunnel, I wanted to scream.
“Why did you do that?” I whined.
“You said you didn’t miss me, so maybe I should leave.” Dinero moved as if he was about to get up, so I reached out to stop him. The smirk on his face made me want to strangle him. However, I was not going to let him leave without giving me what I needed.
“You play too much,” I grumbled under my breath.
“I’m not the one who is playing.” Dinero hovered over me, and his ‘Money’ chain hung in front of me. Reaching up to his neck, I unhooked the heavy jewelry so it wouldn’t get in the way. I leaned over to set it on the floor, but he stopped me.
“Put it on,” he insisted. “I’ve never gotten the chance to fuck you while you wear my chain.”
I wanted to reply, but the feeling of his mushroom tip sliding between my lower lips interrupted my thoughts. Once I got the chain secured, I lay all the way back on the couch.
“Now, tell me the truth. Did you miss me? Did you miss the way I fuck that pretty pussy? Huh?”
“Yes,” I moaned. The teasing sent me over the edge, and I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Good girl. I guess I can stopping fucking with you and give you what you need,” Dinero whispered as he lined himself with my opening. We both hissed as he pushed the rest of the way in. The fullness of his length triggered an orgasm almost immediately.
Dinero got right to business, poking at my spot until I could feel my nectar dripping down my ass and onto the couch.Damn, I’m gonna have to clean this before the kids come home.
“Ahh!” I screamed as Dinero pumped into me roughly.
“I want all of your attention on me.” No audible words were spoken, but I nodded to let him know I understood. “You’re so beautiful. Do you know that?” I nodded my response to avoid moaning too loud.
“Naw, I want to hear you say it. Tell me you’re beautiful,” he demanded.
“I-I’m beautiful!” Dinero pushed my legs into my chest while he dug deeper.
“Tell me you’re worthy.”
“I-I’m worthy!”
“Damn fucking right you are.” My pussy was going crazy, squirting and farting. I would have been embarrassed if he wasn’t fucking all the sense out of me.
“She sounds so fucking sexy. You hear the way your pussy is talking to daddy? She missed me as much as I’ve missed her. Do you love me?” This time, I hesitated to respond, and Dinero didn’t take too kindly to that. His hand gripped my throat as his body hovered over mine. He was still pounding into me.
“You heard me. Answer the fucking question, and you better answer right or I’mma make you pay for it. You already know what it is. Do. You. Love.Me?” My lower belly tingled, indicating another orgasm. I took too long to respond, and Dinero retaliated by pulling out abruptly. Like a true addict, I reached up to pull him back.
“Wait, wait. I love you. Please, I need you.” All shame flew out the window when my nut was on the line. This baby had me hornier than a teenage boy. I needed this nut like I needed my next breath.