Page 18 of The Heart Of A Real Woman
“Since when?”
“Since now.” She revealed a small bottle of KY Jelly from underneath the pillow, one I knew for a fact I hadn’t put there.
I chuckled, shaking my head in disbelief. “Damn, where you get that from?”
“The store the other day. Katrina said it’ll help.I’m ready.” She reiterated.
Our moods shifted. My smile vanished, and so did hers. I could see the determination in her eyes. She was more than ready.
“Aight,” I headed her way, coming out of my shorts. Once I reached her, I gently parted her thighs and kissed both before positioning them around my waist.
“Mmmmmm,” Mary moaned as I leaned in, licking and sucking her neck.
I took my time with her, wanting to cater to her body before bringing her discomfort. I kissed all over her pretty ass face and whispered my feelings in her ear. Some shit I had never done. But it all made sense because I had never felt this way about another girl before. She had a nigga wide open…had me wearing my heart on my sleeve.
“You my heart, you know that? My motivation. You breathe life into me, Shorty. I wake up every morning determined to get my shit together so I can do the same for you.”
“You already do breathe life into me, baby.”
“I love yo’ lil ass so much.” I said, staring down at her 5’6" frame as I wrapped my hand around her throat.
“I love you more.”
“Not more than I love you.” I gave her neck a squeeze.
Mary and I's vibe was on some next-level shit, way different from the childish ass relationships around us. I removed her towel, falling in love with the shape of her body all over again. The way she filled out her clothes was one thing, but seeing her bare was an entirely different experience.
I focused on her breasts, pushing them together before savoring both of her nipples. She had the prettiest titties I had ever seen. Not too big, not too small. Perky with large brown areolas. She took the opportunity to place a hand in my boxers, stroking me with the lubricant.
“You so big, baby,” she whispered, her eyes widening at the trace of my curve.
“Don’t get scared now.” I told her, reaching over to grab a condom from the nightstand. “It’s gonna hurt, but I promise to go slow, baby.”
I tore that muthafucka open and slid it on quick. I was anxious as fuck, craving to feel the depths of her.
“You worth the pain.” Mary reached down and spread extra lube over her pussy, then the condom, her fingers gliding slowly, making my dick twitch.
I stared at her, and in that moment, it hit me that I wanted to marry her one day. So, I voiced that shit while pressing my forehead into hers.
“You gon’ be my wife.”
She snickered between soft moans, like she didn’t believe me… like I was just talking shit in the heat of the moment. I made a mental note to check that later. But right now, I had one focus—getting inside her.
Slowly, I rubbed my head against her slick entrance, and the warmth and slickness of the KY drove us both insane. Even through the rubber, the sensation could be felt. When I finally eased into her, Mary’s laughter faded, replaced by a sharp breath as her body clung to mine.
“Fuck, baby,” I growled, my voice rough above her whimpers.
The feeling was indescribable. Her walls wrapped around me, welcoming me home and amplifying everything I felt for her.
I stroked her shallow at first, just my head working her open. She sucked in air when I pushed a little further in. I could tell it was a lot for her, so I held back, taking it slow. Truth was, I didn’t even need to be balls deep. She felt so fucking good that I could bust just feeling this little bit of her. I paused several times, trying to keep my nut from exploding too soon and giving her a moment to breathe through the pain.
“Shhiiit,” I groaned, fighting for control. “I hope you know I was serious when I said I ain’t ever comin’ up off you.”
“I ain’t coming off you neither, baby.” She whispered, her nails dragging across the tattoos on my arms before sliding to my back. She traced the scars gently, then massaged them like she was trying to ease the pain that had lived there too long.
Heart full, I pushed in deeper, determined to claim every inch of her. This was my pussy now, and I was set on being her first, last, and only. Once I was fully inside, I paused, wanting to savor the moment. We both did. She looked up at me, tears in her eyes, but the love was still there, clear as day. I gripped her ass, caught her bottom lip between my teeth, and started moving again.
Fully in control, I ground Mary up and down me, burying myself as deep as I could go. Tears fell from her eyes as her breasts brushed against my chest. I could tell the pain was intense, but she was holding on just for me, and I appreciated her for that. I couldn’t stop. Now that she had let me feel her, I needed her pussy like I needed air to breathe.
