Page 55 of Made to Love Ya

I nodded and sniffled some more.

“I love you, Zae.”

“I know you do, baby. But take some time to yourself and then return to me when you’re ready so that you can be completely focused on me.”

“Okay,” I whimpered and sniffled some more.

He held the sides of my face and pressed his lips against mine. I inhaled his clean, woodsy cologne and relished the feel of his soft lips against mine. I had never lived with a man before, and Izael was the closest that I had come to that.

I loved being wrapped in his arms every night and waking up to him each morning.

He was right. I needed to deal with my shit concerning Ricky. I often found myself comparing the two of them, and that was wrong.

Izael bit my bottom lip and then licked it. I stuck my tongue out to soothe that spot, too, but he claimed my tongue and sucked on it.

“Mm,” I moaned into his mouth.

He reached out and unbelted my robe. I had just stepped out of the shower when he came in from work. He had packed his things over the last few days so that when he came in, he could just get his bags and head to his house.

I sat down with him yesterday and helped him pick out furniture for his new house. He yielded to my taste, and I ensured that I considered his tastes since it was his home.

Izael’s hands worked over my shoulders and smoothed out the knots there and in my neck before he moved to my breasts. After he massaged them, he lifted one to his mouth and sucked before he moved to the next one.

My nipples were extremely sensitive tonight, and I squirmed underneath the pressure from his lips, tongue, and teeth. He pressed kisses in between my cleavage and worked his way down to my stomach.

His tongue dipped into my belly button, and he licked there before he kissed my landing strip. Nimble fingers rubbed my pussy and juiced me up. Izael sucked my clitoris and then my labia before he delved his tongue deep inside of me.

My body was at an odd angle, with my upper body pressed into the top of the bed, one foot on the bed bench, and my pussy lifted in the air like a sacrificial offering for Izael to consume.

“I’m gonna fall,” I cried out as I arched my back deeper, trying to balance myself.

He pushed me further up until I lay on the bed. With my legs hooked over his shoulder, Izael continued eating my pussy and slid a finger into my ass. He plowed in and out as I gyrated against him. My pussy convulsed as he continued fingering my ass until I screamed out, locked my legs around his neck, and pulled the sheet into my mouth.

“Flip that ass over, baby,” he stated.

I did as he asked, and I heard him undo his belt before he slid his pants down. I was face down, ass up, feeling like a video girl for Uncle Luke as he dug into me from behind. There was nothing romantic or sensual about what he was doing.

We were down hard fucking, and it felt so good and raw. Izael pumped into me hard, smacked my ass, and gritted an order through his teeth.

“I want that ass in the air. Arch that back, baby girl.”

I did as he asked, and he dug deeper into me until I felt a pain in my abdomen.

“Oh, shit! Zae, you went too far,” I cried.

“I ain’t get up in here far enough. This my ass, Talia,” he stated, calling me by my name.

His hands gripped my hips hard, and he slammed into me. The slapping of our sweaty skin was all that could be heard. I knew that I would need to take another shower when we were done. Izael pulled out just before I came and walked to my drawer. I glanced over my shoulder to see him grab a bottle of lube.

“What’re you doing, Zae?”

“Giving you some shit to think about while I’m gone.”

“You say that like I won’t be seeing you.”

“You’ll see me. Tonight, though? I want you to feel me all the way in your chest, baby.”

He poured the cold lube into my ass and then poured some on his dick. When his hands gripped my ass again, he worked my cheeks together to ensure the lube saturated my hole. We had anal sex only three times before. While I did enjoy it, the beginning was always painful. It took some time before I would relax and allow him to get inside of me the way he wanted and needed to.

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