Page 19 of Suleem and Yahzi
We madeit back to the apartment and I showered while Suleem smoked. I wanted him with me but he refused, saying that after three years, he needed space and time to welcome me home. So when I left the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my body, I sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for him with an ache between my thighs from the anticipation of what I knew was to come.
By the time I was spread out beneath him, completely exposed, my body was humming with anticipation. The first pass of his fingers over my pussy had my hips lifting from the bed and my fingers curling into my palms.
He smiled sexily. The grill was gone, blessing me with pretty teeth behind lips I wanted on me. When he nudged my legs wider and the roughness of his fingers met my skin again, I moaned my approval. They glided across my lips and dragged between them until he was deep enough to tease my opening.
I kept my eyes on his, needing to know he felt this just as much as me.
Three years…
The second he pushed inside me my body locked tightly then relaxed, welcoming his touch. Fuck, I needed this so much. I needed him. In and out. Those thick fingers pushed deeper, retreating and returning at a tortuously slow pace before the bed dipped from the weight of his knee meeting the mattress. He leaned over me enough to let his tongue glide over my right nipple. The softness of this contact before he sucked it between his lips had my back arching from the bed.
“You missed me, Yah?” His tone was low and raspy. The vibration of his voice on my skin while he sucked my nipple harder had me circling my hips. He kept thrusting his fingers at a steady pace and oh fuck…
“Tell me you missed me, Yah. I need to hear that shit.”
My eyes narrowed on his and his teeth grazed my nipple, causing me to moan and nod my response. He smirked and shook his head.
“Nah, say it.”
“I missed you.”
He brushed his thumb over my clit and laughed arrogantly. “I missed you too, baby.”
My eyes slammed shut when his fingers drove into me at a faster, rougher pace. Deep, hard plunges while his thumb worked my clit. The tightening in my core increased at a rapid pace, rolling through me.
…and I chased it.
I ground my hips against his hand, watching the arrogance in his expression. When I broke, his mouth crashed against mine, fucking me with his tongue and his fingers while my body submitted to him.
While I sucked in oxygen to try and recover, Suleem left my body and placed his next to mine on the mattress. “Come take your spot, Yah.”
As drained as my body currently was, I did exactly that. I lifted from the bed and straddled his face, moaning when his tongue drove into my pussy. He groaned in appreciation before devouring me. I rode his face while he braced me with his fingers and pressed into my ass to spread my cheeks wide enough to gain complete access. It didn’t take long before my skin was blazing, my muscles locked tightly and my mind clouded from the orgasm that slammed into me. He licked and sucked methrough the delirium then my back was on the mattress again, Suleem hovering over me and his body spreading my legs again.
I felt the thickness of his head glide over me before he pushed forward enough to ease through my folds. While his mouth brushed mine and the warmth of his tongue pushed into my mouth, he pushed into me and I sighed in contentment from the fullness of how thick and hard he was.
“You miss this too, Yah?”
“Fuck…definitely missed this.”
That was all he needed. He drove into me, bottoming out. My pussy resisted the length and thickness but he worked her into compliance with back to back thrusts until she was working with him instead of against him.
“No more distance, baby. This is my shit.”
I grinned at the growl in his voice. His ego kicked in. He fucked me like he could erase the three years we were apart. I fucked him back, hoping to do the same. He let me cum on his dick twice before he grunted through his and I snuggled into his chest, accepting that this man was my chaos and my clarity.
The next morningI woke up in bed alone but next to me on the nightstand I found a key fob to Suleem’s Jeep. For some reason, the first thought I had was that I needed to go see my mother since I was home. As much as I loved her, seeing her was hard. She missed so much of my life and would continue to miss parts of my life. After every visit I spent the next couple of weeks in a dark place because I wanted her with me but that wasn’t a possibility.
I made a promise to see her soon and pushed the thought to the back of my mind, deciding I was going to not travel to the dark place. It was so easy to get stuck there, and right now, I just wanted to enjoy a small piece of happiness. I glanced at the nightstand again and focused on the new phone, squinting at the note scribbled in his terrible handwriting that said he got the hook up from Chantelle so I couldn’t turn on find my phone. It was also next to a knot of hundreds I didn’t need but he would be upset if I didn’t accept.
I grinned and rolled my eyes. He could buy me ten phones straight out of the store without blinking but his hood ass elected to get a jailbroken phone from the streets. Chantelle worked for KinNex Mobile and sold devices for a grand straight out of the box. They were always jailbroken, which meant never paying any monthly service fees. I had no clue how she hadn’t lost her job with the way she was robbing them folks blind.
Suleem was forever going to be a hood nigga who did hood shit and l loved his hood ass. I powered on the phone and climbed out of bed, placing my hand over my stomach when I felt the reminder of how thoroughly he paid his debt last night. The ache between my thighs and the way my stomach tensed from the muscle memory of how deep he stroked me had a smile on my face.
After I emptied my bladder, I washed my hands and lifted the phone from where I left it on the counter to pee, unlocked the screen, and dialed Suleem. Once I had the call on speaker, I lifted my toothbrush and turned on the water.
“Tell me something.” His sexy voice danced around me and I grinned after sticking my toothbrush under the faucet before lining it with toothpaste.
“I woke up by myself.”
