Page 40 of Ms. Mosley

And I was. Putting aside my worries, I decided to go with the flow and see where things with Prosper led. I was convinced as long as I took my time, I would be fine.

My time with my sister flew by, and before I knew it, I was back home. After grading papers, I texted Prosper, giving him the green light to come over. He replied that he’d be here as soon as he finished his shower.

Pulling out the sexy gown and thong I had just purchased from a boutique at the mall, I decided to take one myself. I planned to surprise Prosper by greeting him in it and showing him exactly where some of his money had gone. But not even fifteen minutes later, I heard a knock at the door. I couldn’t believe how quickly he had arrived.

Knowing I wasn’t quite ready to abandon the water, I grabbed a towel, wrapped it around my body, and tiptoed through the house to answer the door. When I opened it, a smile broke across my face as Prosper stepped inside.

“Wassup, baby?” he said, leaning in to kiss me.

“Hey, you smell so good,” I told him. “I’m almost done in the shower.”

“You good. Don’t rush.” He replied as I headed back to the restroom.

I resumed washing with my favorite body moisturizer, getting lost in the sensation of the hot water cascading over my skin, melting away my tension. I was so absorbed that I didn’t even notice Prosper had come in. The sound of the shower door opening and sliding shut snapped me back to reality. I turned to face him, gasping at how incredibly good he looked. The sight of him naked would never get old to me.

“W... what are you doing in here? I thought you already showered.” I said, eyeing the thickness between his legs.

Prosper shrugged. “I did, but I want to shower again wit’ you.” He kissed my shoulder as he took the sponge frommy hand and started to wash me. “How was your time wit’ ya sister?”

“It was good. She finally settled on a building for her private practice. She’s a therapist.”

“Cool, that’s dope.”

“What did you do today?”

“Slept then took Black to the park. Chilled after that.”

“Mm, okay.” I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of his touch. “You got here so fast.”

“Cause I been waiting by the phone for you to hit me, Nia’Rose.”

God, I loved it when he said my entire name.

Prosper lathered my entire body before gripping my throat gently and guiding me under the water to rinse off the suds. Since I had already started washing my hair, I didn’t mind being soaked. Once my back hit the wall, my face had enough space from the water to open my eyes.

“You look so fuckin’ good.” He said, eyeing me while biting his bottom lip.

“Come closer,” I urged, pulling him under the water with me.

Prosper bent his head down and kissed me passionately as I wrapped my arms around his neck. In that moment, I felt my soul leave my body. It’s as if fireworks were exploding in the background. The way his touch and kisses ignited something within me was intoxicating, making me crave more of this connection that felt both thrilling and terrifying at the same time.

Pausing, Prosper rubbed the tip of his nose against mine, a sincere look in his dark eyes as he squeezed my ass cheeks. He was a gotdamn menace, yet so gentle with me.

“Crazy as fuck about you, mama.” He voiced, water pouring from him.

His words sent a flutter through my chest, and I nodded, feeling the same way that he did. “I’m crazy about you too.”

Strategically, I planted soft kisses on his beard as I reached my hand between us and latched onto his dick. He groaned and I could soon feel the heat radiating from him. His eyelids shut and his head fell back as I stroked him.

“You’re so big, baby.” I said, my lips brushing against his neck as I kissed him softly there. The sweet endearment that finally fell from my lips felt so natural.

Prosper groaned, his stomach tightening as his body quivered from the pleasure and it turned me on more to see him react that way. As my mouth parted against his, I lifted my leg, positioning my foot against the shower wall. Back and forth, I rubbed my pussy against his hardness.

“Fuckkkk, that shit feels so good.” He quickly assisted, gripping my thigh for me and circling his waist.

Both in complete bliss, we let out soft moans. He was right; the friction felt amazing. As usual, I was the first to break, my juices leaking onto him like a broken faucet. I would never fully understand how I was trying to please him, yet he ended up pleasing me even more.

I became so wet that he accidentally slipped inside me, and we cherished the feeling until he pulled out and returned to the foreplay.

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