Page 14 of Stolen Moments with a Bad Boy

“Understandable. You get a pass this time. I’m so sorry, Bella. I swear I’m going to do better. Time is all I need, but you got me. I belong to no one but you.”

I pulled her close to me by her fat ass cheeks and tongued her down in my driveway.

“Janeiro, please take your business into your home. No one wants to see you making a porno with Little Debbie.” Jillian snickered at her joke.

I moved to speak when Erie silenced me with her finger. She turned and faced Jillian.

“Isn’t this the hour recycling management comes to pick up their waste? If I were you, I’d head inside before they mistake you as part of their pickup. I’d hate to see any plastic left behind.”

My Bella played no games. I giggled behind her.

“Just in case you missed what she said, I prefer my women brown and natural, not filled with toxic waste.”

“Period,” Erie sang.

I guided my Bella into my home and proceeded to pipe her down like I did last night.

Eight

Erie

Yesterday’s events were a thing of the past as I sat up in Janeiro’s bed and watched him while he slept. That was the highlight of my morning. He looked so peaceful and calm. The rise and fall of his chest was a for sure sign.

His silk sheets covered his lower half, leaving his chest totally exposed. With shaky hands, I traced over the chicken scratch wordsSatan’sChild. You could tell some monster actually took the time to carve the letters into his chest.

How could anyone be so damn cruel and inhumane? The keloid skin around the old scars were repulsive. It was so bad that it made my stomach turn. I trailed my fingers lightly over the old sores and bullet wounds, and I shuddered a bit. There were a few knife wounds that healed pretty evenly, but due to all the wounds on his chest, they came together as one big canvas, which was to be expected when the wounds seemed like they were reopened several times. The cut on his lower waist looked fresh. Was he recently in a fight or something? I took a closer look. My hands gently caressed over the fresh wound. There was much more to this man than I knew. If only he felt safe enough to share with me.

There was a thump against my elbow. I looked down. Janeiro had a full hard on. The tent he sported made the sheets slide down, exposing that sexy “V” shape of his pelvis.

Being the naughty girl that I was, I tugged a little more, and the sheet slipped off to the floor. His masterpiece was in full glory. If I couldn’t suck it, at least I could admire it.

My mouth watered as I gazed at the dark flesh that encased his heavy mass. The tip of his dick was abnormally big. I’m talking about the size of an extra-large egg. Hydration was all I thought of every time my eyes connected with the angry purple tip. Thick veins circled his dark mass like serpents twined together. Let’s not forget the two tennis balls that sat between his thighs. His dark beast pulsed again, and I just couldn’t help myself.

As soon as I wrapped my lips around his tip, Janeiro grabbed my head and tried to force me off. I slapped his hands away and grabbed his dick in my hand. I squeezed a little, weakening his resolve, and he held up two hands.

The pain dancing in his eyes wasn’t from me because I barely applied pressure. No, the pain shown in those angry, magnificent blue eyes of his was now absolute fear. When I stroked him up then down and added a little pressure along the way, he shuddered a bit.

“Janeiro, I will never hurt you. I can’t begin to fathom the sick shit that has happened to you in the past. I’m so sorry that you had to endure what you did, but the oral pleasure between a woman and a man is one of the most special bonds they can form. You can trust each other to take your orgasm to new heights, but that’s if it’s done right,” I affirmed.

“Baby, the only way to let some of those old memories go is to create new ones. I want you to have your first experience of what it feels like to be orally pleased the right way. Can you please at least try for me, baby?” I pleaded sincerely.

He stared deeply in my eyes before he blessed me with a subtle nod.

“You are in full control. I’ll start off slow, but if you start to feel uncomfortable, just let me know, and I’ll stop.”

He nodded slightly again. Without haste yet confidently, I wrapped my lips around his big tip and sucked.

“Mm,” I moaned, savoring his addictive flavor. I moved at a snail's pace while my tongue circled around his bulbous tip.

“Mm . . .” He grunted.

I looked up at his body and noticed he wasn’t so tense. Maybe his fear had been replaced by pleasure. I tapped his thighs and signaled for him to look at me. The outline of a smirk graced his beautiful face. The look in his eyes fueled me to go harder. I slurped and slobbered all over his dick, twisting my hands with finesse in a pepper grinder manner.

“Mm,” he grunted again. That was my cue to try what I’d been dying to do. I deep throated him and hummed a bit. I wasn’t even able to get a good rhythm in before he pulled me off. Janeiro shook his head.

“No more, baby?” I queried, sadly.

“No more,” he whispered with a strained tone.

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